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So there's this guy named Max, he is a blue square with a red cap and stick-figure limbs, really good character design isn't it? Max is drinking his soda, cherry flavored soda, to be precise.
Then comes his (usually chill) friend, Wax. a much taller yellow rectangle with a scarf. He has a bomb strapped to his chest, and Wax isn't very ecstatic about it. Also what kind of mother names their child Wax?
"MAX MAX THERE'S A BOMB STRAPPED TO MY CHEST AND IT'S GOING TO BLOW UP IN 6 SECONDS!!"
"just cut the green wire or something not that big of a deal"
"HOW DO I CUT THE WIRE??? WHERE IS THERE A TOOL FOR ME TO CUT THE WIRES??"
"i don't know i thought you would have one on you because you're just like that"
"WHO THE HELL IS GONNA HAVE A-" and then Wax exploded into a bloody mess, like a balloon filled with blood popping.
Max wiped the blood off his face like it was a minor inconvenience.
He groaned, "Aw crap now I have to take a shower."