Now, if you excuse me, I’ll be doing…regular… maintenance work over there somewhere. Out of sight.
Still don’t want more issues with the Wall here…
Now, if you excuse me, I’ll be doing…regular… maintenance work over there somewhere. Out of sight.
Still don’t want more issues with the Wall here…
Um…Thanks…?
Don’t ask why I had the giant scissors ready.
Third, I don’t even know how to curse properly. I’ve just been censoring some random babbles, you acjaslnfa,c nitwit.
*The views that may or may not be expressed here do not reflect the views of the Fourth Wall Repairman or his nonexistent subsidiaries. It was simply for the sake of a rather lame joke.

Arrow?
*swoon*
What arrow?
[[A Valentine’s…thing to pass the time before I complete things on this blog I should.]]
*smiles* Oh, no you don’t! Not often, right mod?
Me: *facepalms*
No, no specific reason.
If you step there first, mr. Repairman!
Please, don’t mind the mike.
Wait, if that thing hits me, wouldn’t i LITERALLY be breaking the fourth wall?









[[Later]] And so, askiristhetimepony, I’d say that the trouble with my job is the people-oriented aspect.
Oh, look! askthefwrp is a wannabe pilot! And he’s forced to do lethal theater as he endures raccoon monsters, malicious cats, and his own attempts to ignore the narrator and audience! What fun!
Oh, and I’ve included the first version, y’know, the one that looked like an executioner.Instructions for putting in your Battleblock Theater game found in this post.
More to come, featuring other characters on Tumblr, perhaps? Perhaps off? Who knows?
Just what brand did you use?
*smiles* Oh, no you don’t! Not often, right mod?
Me: *facepalms*
No, no specific reason.
If you step there first, mr. Repairman!





Please, don’t mind the mike.