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@ask-fusionsides
i'm gonna go off anon since I forgot to last time, but if you want a conversation topic uhh
favorite movie?
“I never said I wanted a conversation topic, all I really want is to be left alone. And I’ve only existed for a few days, I haven’t exactly had time to watch a lot of movies.”
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i mean, you be the judge of that. i'm not gonna push any boundaries just because i feel like you're already dealing with enough, which is why i'm giving you the floor here - 🪶
“Well maybe I don’t want to talk, you think of that?” he growled. “It’s not like you’re giving me anything interesting to talk about anyway.”
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hey anxceit. i'm not gonna come in with anything to ask but I wanna talk, if you're comfortable - 🪶
“Do you actually just wanna talk?” Anxceit narrowed his eyes. “And why should I believe that your intentions are oh so innocent? Everyone else has made their opinions on me pretty clear, what makes you different?”
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That's true. Hmmmm... okay so you like to Express yourself artistically, but doing anything too showy (like singing, presumably dancing and acting) causes a physical manifestation of stagefright in the form of Rose's and thorny vines...
Oh do you like pizza? What's your davorite kind? (Leaving anxciet alone for now. Clearly he doesn't want me to even acknowledge him so I'll let him come to us if he feels ready to be less of a jerk)
“I mean, I’ve never actually tried dancing or acting. Honestly I’d probably feel ridiculous either way,” Prinxiety muttered, before shrugging at the question. “Um, I’ve never actually had pizza. I don’t really have any control over what appears here.”
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Ding dong I did a bad job
Hey Prinxiety. Think you are comfortable enough to gave a talk about boundaries with your roommate? Or do you need another minute? It's fine if you do. Just wanted to check.
Prinxiety sighed, pulling a leg up to his chest. “I don’t know,” he mumbled. “I don’t think Anxceit wants to talk to me ever.” He stared off for a minute before continuing to mumble to himself. “God, imagine if we were actually roommates. I’d just straight up die I think.”
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My guy,
the whole point of talking to him is so you know what you have in common
if you don’t wanna talk with me, your other option is to talk with him
or you can sulk, that works too
“I am not sulking!” Anxceit snapped. “And you know what? I don’t have to talk to either of you. I am completely fine on my own. In fact I’m better off without you people bossing me around and giving me shit.”
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If im captain obvious, shouldn’t it be obvious?
I’m saying to try to connect with something that you know one of you parts like, you can do more than make snarky comments
That might be Dee showing through, but there’s more to you than just that
Anxceit’s glared returned to his face. “If you don’t like how I talk then why are you even talking to me? And who says I even care about him? He obviously doesn’t like me, so why should I even try to like him? And we don’t know anything else that we have in common, so how are we supposed to connect anyway?”
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I do, actually
both you and prinxiety are fusions that consist of anxiety, right?
maybe you have more in common than music
Anxceit crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah sure, Captain Obvious. What’s your point? Or was that statement your entire idea?”
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You know how deceit can change to look like another side? It’s like that.
try looking like prinxiety, see if he freaks out, idk
Anxceit narrowed his eyes, but didn’t respond with a sarcastic remark of any kind. He thought about it for a moment before taking a deep breath, closing his eyes, and focusing. He stayed there, his eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed together in silent concentration. About a minute later, he reopened his eyes and looked down at his body, seeing it in the exact same form as it previously was. Anxceit huffed in frustration at the failed attempt. “Well, your idea failed. Got any better ones??” he demanded, eyebrow raised.
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Anxceir, I’m bored and you’re not currently doing anything productive so I have an idea.
Try changing you appearance
not with make up but like, sheer will.
“Why?” Anxceit demanded. “You have a problem with how I look? And what the fuck does that even mean, anyway? How the hell am I supposed to use ‘sheer will’” -he made finger quotes in the air- “to change how I look? That literally makes no sense.”
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Relax anxciet. Just making sure cause Prinxiety kinda died on us a while back. Anyway have fun with... whatever you were doing.
Anxceit’s glare deepened. “Well I’m not gonna die anytime soon, because I can actually take care of myself, unlike some other pathetic people who can’t even do the bare minimum of staying alive.”
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Anxciet just checking If you are still in the building and doing okay ish. I know there's no point in asking if you want anything or try to help. You got it all figured out by now I'm sure.
I'll leave again in a second to have some fun thought experinents with Prinxiety.
“I’m fine!” he immediately snapped from where he was sitting with his arms crossed on his bed. “And no, of course I don’t need your help, and I don’t need you coming in here to tell me about how much fun you’re having with Prinxiety. I don’t care.” Anxceit glared, drumming his fingers against his arm.
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What I'm saying is that it is something Anxiety brings to the table Princey might like. Excitement. Happy nerves.
“I mean I sort of imagined that excitement would be one of Princey’s things. Anxiety, he’s… he’s usually pretty negative. It’s hard to imagine him being excited.” Prinxiety sighed. “I don’t know, you might be right, just ignore me I guess.”
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Oh prinxiety fun fact time. Did you know that the part of the brain that makes you feel anxious also deals with excitement!? That's like one of Princeys favorite feelings I'm sure!
“Yeah it definitely is,” Prinxiety laughed. “It’s pretty much the main one he feels. Also frustration at Anxiety, and sometimes himself too. Also at Logic a lot. But yeah, Princey is… definitely very passionate, that’s for sure.”
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Maybe prince could take Thomas on a little mental journey in a fantasy world to escape highschool stress for a minute.
“Oh he does that all the time, believe me. That’s something he argues with Logic about. Logic says he does it too much, but I mean,” Prinxiety shrugged, “it’s not like reality is something at all enjoyable, ever. The one thing that Princey likes about real life is theater, and that’s basically just the same thing anyway, except with that you have a script.”
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Those seem like they'd be fun. Once we gave a Morality based fushion he'd probably make it his mission to harmonize things here.
I wish we could get the tge sides and tell em to get allong better. Give both you guys a break...
Hey Prinxiety. You know what your parts know right? What do Prince and Anxiety want more than anything in the world?
Prinxiety chuckled a little. “Yeah, that’d be pretty nice. To both of those things. And yeah, for the most part.” He messed with his thumbs more as he thought about the question. “Princey… he wants so many things, my God. The thing that he wants more than anything, though, is to be able to travel the entire world. Anxiety, he mostly just wants to survive high school.”
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