First YOU! Subject VAUDEss! When I said I needed medical assistance, I didn't mean cut my god damn head off!
Number 2: You let Subject VENN do it! I am close to not trusting him with a weapon!
Now you Subject VENN: Why did you cut my fucking head off! There was no need to! All you had to do was cut me a little bit! And no more Halberds! Or Katanas! For a week!
Subject BT, you worry far too much, I've treated far worse. *Dons nurse outfit and goes to find 'donor'*, Tell me, what do you want your new body to be like?
Hmmm, make it like a uhhh, OH put me in a Big Daddy suit! Ive always wanted to do that...Oh and next time something like this happens, NO MORE MEDICAL SUPPLIES FOR YOU!
Get the hell off of me Subject Toast im in no mood!
Subject BT, this is my medical ward, and I'm in control over whether you ever have arms again, no more yelling or I'll feed you fish food. *Smiles before going to look for a 'donor'*
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