// Poor sweet baby girl. . . I wanna hug her and tell her everything will be okay and care for her

// I need to give Connie a hug

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// Well his back and ribs because you know.

His chest will never be the same after that

// Alas. . . I don't think anyone has any (save for Spamcoffin Tenna)

// Rip our sweet baby boy

[His last thought was: I never got to kiss my love. He got hit squarely in the chest again. . . It went through his chest. . . . His body laid there unmoving. His body now a burning mangled mess. . . Uni was gone. He was dead. Killed. The sweet baby boy was gone]

[He looks up at the other, his eyes his normal squint. What could he do in a position like this? He wasn't a fighter. Just an advertiser. . . Tears just rolled down his face and he recites a prayer in his head for forgiveness of his sins.]

[He remained curled up on the floor. His body slowly growing weaker. He couldn't speak anymore. He couldn't beg for help. He laid there helpless. He looks at his burning mangled chest, accepting his fate]

[-1 HP.]

[5 HP remains]

-

[He looks up at Spamton NEO, terror in his eyes as he held his burning chest.]

* N. . . o. . .

[ 6 HP remaining]

[He screams out in pain and agony as the blast hits him. The burning spreading through his body as he crumples to the ground. He sobs, unable to move, coughing hard. He mentally begs for anyone to come and save him. Chartreuse, Eos, heck, even one of the other Spamtons. But no. He was screwed.]

-

// Rip Uni. You were loved

* W-What. . . No. . . No. No. No. No. You. Please. I. . .

[He starts to frantically back up.]

* D-Don't kill me! Please!

* I wasn't saying I was helping you.

* And it's clear he cares for her. . . Sometimes you have to take the hint. . .

* But I'm not? I'm just trying to help. . .

[He jumps]

* H-Hey! I just am trying to be supportive. . .