Gamora and Sadness
I'm just going to spend an entire chapter lamenting Gamora's death, so here goes. You don't have to read my sadness.
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!
Why did you have to leave me. You're like my favorite Guardian. You kick butt where ever you go!!! I enjoy watching you kick Peter Quill's butt as he tries to flirt with you. I enjoy you trying to kill him because you're misguided.
Thanos is evil and totally mad and crazy, and stupid and mean, and I want to kick him in the nuts, if he even has any. He probably doesn't.
Coward. Throwing your daughter off of a cliff for a stupid Infinity Stone. Why couldn't you sacrifice Nebula or something. I don't like her as much. Why, why, whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
Uhgh. Such potential. Such an amazing dudette who can do ballet while fighting if you wanted to. Death came to soon.
What light through yonder window breaks/it is the east and Juliette is the sun
Gamora is my BFFEEEEEEEEE, whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Thanos is so going down, prune chin and all. I will kill him myself if all else fails. And start writing Gamora fanfic so that she is still alive in my heart. I promise you, world. I WILL AVENGE GAMORA! MARK MY WORDS, THANOS WILL PAY FOR THIS HENIOUS CRIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!