<blockquote><div><cite>Cinquint wrote:</cite><blockquote><div><cite>SomeGuy1294 wrote:</cite><blockquote><div><cite>Cinquint wrote:</cite>On an unrelated note, my dreams last night were unpleasant and unhappy owo... I held a cute girl in my arms who'd just received a fatal dose of poison, and I watched her go braindead. Then her body fell apart in my arms like soggy, dense cottage cheese. I tried to shoot who was responsible for it, but they had control over all of the weapons... The gun jammed, so I tried to fight him and to hand, and I failed (though I did gouge out one of his eyes. Fucker.) So they killed me, too, along with the rest of my set-up and doomed recruit comrades.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Jeez.  That's so terrible I almost feel bad about screwing over your control of the tavern.<br/><br/>*gives Cinquint a sculpture of a girl made of cottage cheese as an apology gift*</div></blockquote><br/>Is the sculpture made of cottage cheese, or is the girl depicted in the sculpture made of cottage cheese?</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Both.  I call her Magical Girl Curd-san.