I am irresistibly drawn to new Famicom translation patches.
#Blargh i am dead Patch
“And now this trash heap is my favorite place.ENGLISH AVAILABILITY: Translation patch (Tenshigami) Just as she’s about to push me against the pillar and kiss harder, she pulls back. Cute means they’re not that into you, but they’ll still be your friend.
“You’re cute when you’re in an embarrassed struggle.” “Your gaze tells me all I want to know, but I still want to hear you say it.” “She’s seen enough pass through here to know how they work.” “What would a five-thousand-year dead queen-thought-to-be-king know of a date?” “I’m supposed to kiss you after you tell me something.”
#Blargh i am dead how to
Even more since you taught me how to bypass the suppressant.” She looks up at me appreciatively. “She told me.” She gestures at the cartouche. The heron had nothing to do with her name she simply liked herons and wanted them as decoration.” She glares at the placard. Wait…Nothing about this is going right…and yet…it’s working? “Or it just means your culture is perverse.” “Because how the kings were buried tells us a lot about the culture, I suppose.” “Why the hellfire did you dig up a grave and display this poor king’s coffin?” So, either she’s that tired or I’ve blown it that badly. And she keeps staring at something in the distance that doesn’t appear to be there. Why would she do that if she hates this place? If you misfire on a date locale, isn’t your date supposed to be angry with you? At least, she seems pleased when we reach the Egyptian section. But acceptable enough a reason to illustrate my point.” She loops her arm with mine again and pulls me from display to display, correcting the information on each.įor as much as she’s grumping about this stuff, she’s smiling every time she looks at me. “The real reason is we’re compatible on every level?” She raises her brows and bounces on her toes. And very clearly the real reason is that…” She bites her lip. “Well, a certain idiot decided our combined energies are the reason. “I thought that was because they can’t be removed.” Why do you think you’re still wearing my shackles?” “You’re not from here, how would you know?” She’s not wrong she’s reading from a script. “We haven’t even made it past the first room.” “It’s the symbol for ‘wind’, wench, not ‘ocean’! No wonder you can’t find the real place.” She pulls off the headphones. Five minutes in and this date is already a disaster. They were bored! Like me.” She glares at me. And here I thought a museum would be a date she would appreciate, at least more than a dance club. I suspect her ire is more directed at the fact I’m wasting her time. “Even the audio guide is excited about trash.” We begin to walk from display to display, Liara furrowing her brow as the recording starts. Her response is such a sweet smile that I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know the answer to this. It warbles and it sounds very distinctly like an “I don’t know.” So, I turn the glare to her. She smirks, winds her arm through mine, and kisses my neck. “That’s not the date you’re going to see on the placard.” It’s six thousand, four hundred, twenty-three years old.”
And anyway, it’s not seven thousand years old. “Oh, so it’s ancient fancy junk.” She shrugs. “A seven-thousand-year-old gold-lined sarcophagus is junk?”
“Why would anyone need a tour guide to tell you that junk is junk?” She looks around, crinkling her face in disgust. So rather than having the tour guide you can get the same information without the crowd.” “Why don’t you have a headpiece?” Liara harrumphed.
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