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Feminists. They HAVE EQUAL RIGHTS. But apparently, they don't. People who FORCE FEED religion. (MISSIONARIES.) Also, not all atheists are...
Homophobes, A majority of humanity, Feminists (Seriously, you have equal rights already.), And people who shove religion down others throats....
Narrowleaf sighed. "Fine. Just burn everything. See what I care." He said.
[ATTACH] Seriously, how is ANY Pokemon more original than this?
Because a pile of toxic sludge, a ball, and a bull are more creative than THE BUCKING TIME SPACE GOAT GOD.
Narrowleaf cursed through closed teeth. "I'm gonna have to stop 'im.."
"Godsdammit. What's he destroying now?" Narrowleaf mumbled.
"Is... That Bolt?" Narrowleaf murmured. "Nah."
Narrowleaf opened the door. "Home." He mumbled. "Feels great to be back."
"What a long decade... Glad we're goin' home." Narrowleaf laughed.
Narrowleaf sighed in relief. "Love you more than you will ever know, darlin'." He said.
"I was... goin' to tell you how much I love you?" Narrowleaf lied, bracing himself for nothing. (Sombra's dead, I believe. Brisk made him... poof.)
"N-Nothin'... Er... I think I might be goin' crazy." He replied.
Narrowleaf shook his head once more. "No, Narrow. I'm not going to ask her. She's my wife, but we've gotta draw the line somewhere." He said. "Now...
Narrowleaf shook his head. "Sorry. Narrowleaf was being a dumbass." He replied.
"Hmm... Should... Should we help the others? Normally I'd say buck 'em, but..." He trailed.
(No, I meant from... Nevermind.) Narrowleaf sighed. "You two are alright. That's all that matters." He said, chuckling weakly.
(Wait... Was that a time skip?) "At least the city wasn't destroyed." Narrowleaf mumbled.
