I'm Gonnna Break Your Faces!

Bluh-huh-huh" Minho Groaned, A Shudder Of Repulsion, Like He'd Just Stepped In A Pile Of Klunk.

Thomas Jabbed A Thumb Over His Shoulder And Raised His Eyebrows. "you Met Our New Friend?" Miho Responded, A Smirk Flashing Across His Face. "real Piece Of Work, This Guy. I Gotta Get Me One Of Those Shuck Suits. Fancy Stuff." "am I Awake?" Thomas Asked. "you're Awake. Now Eat—you Look Horrible. Almost As Bad As Rat Man Over There, Reading His Book.

I Ought To Come Up There And Break Your Shuck Nose.

I Do Love Ponies. Wish I Could Eat One Right Now.

He Didn't Care About The Others Anymore. The Chaos Around Him Seemed To Siphon Away His Humanity, Turn Him Into An Animal. All He Wanted Was To Survive, Make It To That Building, Get Inside. Live. Gain Another Day.