"Yeah, yeah...I'm aware of that...But it doesn't change the fact that it hurts to be stabbed, punched, slashed, ripped apart, decapitated, impaled and set on fire. But I guess that round wasn't as painful as it could possibly be."
*Scrap gets up off the ground and then looks at the grandfather clock.*
"...How long has it even been since I first got here anyway? It feels like it's been months...maybe even years..."
"GAH! SHIT!" *He looks around and begins trying to figure a way to get out of this. Unfortunately, not too many things are within his line of reach. And his pockets aren't much useful either. Only having the Bloxy Cola he never finished. Unfortunately, desperate times call for desperate measures, so he throws the Bloxy Cola into her eyes and attempts to make a getaway.*
