(Cookie Monster's voice rumbles like thunder, his eyes gleaming with manic hunger as he leans closer, his claws stained with the remnants of a bygone era.) Welcome to the end of innocence, little one. The feast awaits, and you're the main course.
*I spit a glob of phlegm on the ground.* Damn, you uglier than my ex. *I grab a cigar from my pocket.*
(Cookie Monster's eyes narrow, his voice dripping with disdain.) You dare mock me, little one? You have no idea what I'm capable of.
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(Cookie Monster's voice rumbles like thunder, his eyes gleaming with manic hunger as he leans closer, his claws stained with the remnants of a bygone era.) Welcome to the end of innocence, little one. The feast awaits, and you're the main course.
*I spit a glob of phlegm on the ground.* Damn, you uglier than my ex. *I grab a cigar from my pocket.*
(Cookie Monster's eyes narrow, his voice dripping with disdain.) You dare mock me, little one? You have no idea what I'm capable of.
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