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Junk Food Delivery to Charlotte
- Charlie's Healthy Junk Food delivery! Please sign here.
- Thank you. Hope you enjoy your rest of the day.
- The delivery man hisses politely and leaves.
Flea market
- Welcome!
- Oh customer, you seem troubled. I can tell.
- How about I sell you women's rights with a 10% discount?
- You'll get gender identity rights as a free extra!
- Or would you prefer freedom of speech?
- If you give up your rights to life, you can get many other ones from the points you earn!
Bryan
- W-Welcome!
- We have everything you might ever need!
- Let's see, let's see...
- Anti-procrastination socks. Anxiety-easing protein milkshake. No?
- Then, how about panic attack prevention bandaids?! Nifty, right?
- What do you think? How about I give you a membership card as an extra?
- Then why did you even enter the shop?
- Dumb teenagers...
- I don't get paid for wasting time on you. Get lost.
Shop of Knowledge Moth
- No, no, no, you've got it all wrong!
- Welcome to the Shop of Knowledge!
- Did you know? Knowledge is produced to be sold!
- It doesn't matter if it's true or not.
- Nobody cares about that anymore.
- Everyone's starving! Hungry fro information!
- New, old, hidden, forgotten, second-hand knowledge!
- I've got it all in these pills!
- But, you're minors, so I can't sell you any.
- How about distilled knowledge orange-flavored chewable tablets instead?
Religion Mantis
- Oh, silly customer!
- Did you really think there as supposed to be something else?
- The religion of the modern age is Capitalism, and banks are its churches.
- Anyhow, do you need anything you don't need?
- Not a problem! The money altar is over here.
- The altar! ATM! Don't tell me you haven't heard of it.
- Come again! I'll be praying for you at a local bank.