I smell war crimes

(Also, I do smell war crimes)
Did the capitalists get me?
[Note: This is not canon to the story]

Chris: huh?

Kid:*wakes up* hello

explain to me how tank wakes up on a table

Quarts: uh, ok

Kid:*wakes up* hey person

Quarts: hello

Kid*sees something and puts his hand over his mouth*

Quarts: what?

Kid:shhh

Quarts: what?

Kid:be quiet

Quarts: why?

Kid:ok we are good now
(Also I won't respond tomorrow because of School I well respond on Friday)

(yeah same)

Kid:just shut up

Quarts: fine

*he sees something dash by*

Quarts: ...

(ok)
Kid:let's go

Quarts: ight

Kid:follow me *he starts to run away*

Quarts: *follows*

Greeeeeen: oh hey wassup please do not think i am a destructive robot who destroys everything on sight because no, the news is lying, i am def not a destructive robot, as you can see, i am not killing you, therefore, im not

(will this be military?)

(yes)

(ive been waiting for a military rp-)

Lightning: Where the hell am I..?