Thread 82448341

>For life, anon, I sentence you across the stormy sea
How do you react?

>>82448341 (OP)
pull my katana

say nothing personal kid

then procceed to massecre them all

c:<

>>82448341 (OP)
We're already on the boat, anon
You and me, we're the ones rowing the oars
The overseer up there with the whip? He's getting there but he's still got a few years left
When he dies, will we be free? Not likely, one of us will pick up his whip and assume the role

There's no way off of this ship, but occasionally I stop rowing and I head up the deck so I can gaze upon the stars
Sometimes I go back down below deck and observe everyone around me, and in that moment I'll find folks like who've stopped rowing

I'll talk to 'em, hang out with 'em for a while, invite 'em up to see the stars too
But the ship never stops, and the seas are never calm

>>82448381
Not happening, pal. The guardsmen on your convict ship have 12 folded steel swords, which beats your gay 8 folded steel katana.
You're headed to Botany Bay in chains, anon.

>>82448403
I am legendary samurai

from the dephs of hell

I was born to slay

I breath to slay

its time to SLAY

>>82448391
That's awfully pragmatic for a slave headed to an unkown frontier, probably suffering from starvation, infections, and scurvy. But hey, when you reach your destination that stoic attitude will do you well. A word of advice for your voyage:

Don't be too gay in Botany Bay
Or else you'll surely hang,
And after that, Anon,
High up upon the gallows tree
The crows will pick your bones