heya buddy, hows yous all up n been
“Hm? Oh….great…” he pretended to smile.
okay look, i be knowin dat we may o had some troubles in da past, but i wanna put dat behind us, cuz i be knowin dat yous be a good person n i believe dat everyone be deservin a second chance yo
Richard tilted his head in confusion. “Do I know you?……” he asked. “Sorry pal, I….don’t recognize your voice…”
hmm, eitha yous memories has all up n been reset o yous just be playin wit me, n judgin by yo initial reaction i be guessin it’s da latter, but i dunno, just throwin out guesses hea
“Um…sir I didn’t understand a word you said. Neither do I know you. How do you know me?” Richard scratches his head in confusion. “…..Who are you?..”
you see, tha funny thing is dat i know you can understand me it’s just dat you choose not to, seein as nearly every single person under da sun i’ve talked with could understand me totes fine. also find it funny dat even with some clearly english words in there you still could “not understand a word”, pree suspicious if i do say so mahself. eitha way, I’m Fresh Anon yo
Was you all up n able ta understand dat? cuz i feel like i jus threw down some pree hardcore english there yo, sorry if i be soundin a tad aggressive dere too cuz dat was not mah intention
Richard sighed. “Sir….I honestly don’t know who you are. What do you want from me? Money? My life? My blood?…” Richard was confused. Who is this guy?
I don’t want nothin like that from ya. I was hoping we could all up n be friends. N again, my name is Fresh Anon, yous can call me Shanon if yous want to,
A black haired guy apeared from behind fresh anon. “Hey, can I talk to you?” He asked.
dat depends, you gonna try ta kill me, drug me, or initiate violence in any way with me? cuz if you do I can tell ya most of those wont go down well. ‘specially with most o yo drugs you all got have like no effect agains me cuz different immune system and all dat
“I’m not going to drug you, you godamn fool.” The anon opened his eyes.
“See my eyes? I’m freak’n blind. I couldn’t drug you even if I wanted to.” The anon growled. “Listen here you prick of jumping to sad ass conclusions: I’m Richard’s cousin. That guy you were trying to convince. I erased ALL of his and the rest of my anon family’s memories, for a reason. I restarted their lives as well….Richard would never be passive aggressive when it comes to remembering someone or knowing he seen you before you freak’n dumbass. Now that you know I erased his memory because tragic things happened in the past; what are you doing to do now? He doesn’t know who you are, why should he be your friend?”
Okay imma ignore those super rude remarks cuz clearly yous be upset, n i personally dunno why yous judgin for mah assumptions cuz i dunno what else would of happened but I do apologize for dat regardless. N so you did erase dere memories, I was merely skeptical cuz of how dey initially reacted to myself initiating conversation with dem, I wanted to be dere friend to make amends with dem for how I was to them in da past, even if dey can’t remember it, it still happened. I also apologize if I totes offended yous in any way cuz it wasn’t mah intention, was just bein on mah guard cuz of what all up n went down last time, yanno?
“Well, excuse me for being demon; that’s why I am so rude. You can’t make amends about what happened in the past if Richard doesn’t remember it happening.” The anon shrugged.
Hey is okay, I totes undastand yo das not yo fault. N I was plannin on tellin dem who I was n what happened cuz I felt it would o been unfair ta get a fresh start fo me with em but seenin what yous told me maybe i should just let dat stay unda da rug for now. Plus i dunno i also kinda jus wanted ta be friends with em like when i tried ta in da first place until things jus got kinda weird n i had ta all up n reevaluate some things
“Did he kiss you or hug you or show you his eyes the last time by any chance?”
Yup all o dose things, which i mean was cool n all but became like a little too much? i dunno if yous know what i mean by dat. maybe yous do?
“You are the luckiest person to ever survive that. Now I’m glad I cleared his memory. Richard is half computerized and his power is to kiss, make eyes contact, or even slightly touch a person to hypnotize them and kill them. Now that you mentioned your strong immune system it makes more sense.” The demon thinks for a moment. “Are ya sure you wanna be friends with a murderer?”
Heck yeah yo, I be knowin dat all o yous be good peeps n I believe everyone deserves ta at least have one peep who will all up n give em da time o day, n even if yous got some o those peeps all ready wuss a couple mo gonna hurt yo? plus if yous restarted their life, hows they a murderer unless dey already did do dat to someone?
“Oh, no that’s his personality. He isn’t a news reporter for nothing. The reports of child murders and adult disappearances he reports were caused by him. Also, he now has an assistant. He has a robot named Tony that helps him. And….still…one lat time. Are you absolutely SURE you wanna be friends with him?..”
“Um…guys…I’m still here ya know…” Richard spoke confused that they were ignoring him.
Sibski, if dey try n kill me I can assure yous dat dey will not succeed n even if dey do murder peeps i be believen dat anybuddy can be a goo person if dey jus try, we all got dat lil bit o good inside us, so yeah i be sure.
N yeah we be knowin sibski, jus let us all up n finish up hea, kay?
“Oh, okay.” Richard goes back to doing paperwork for his next report.
“Alright then. Gotta go. My name is Bernard by the way. If there is anything you need holla at cha boi.” He disappeared in a cloud of black mist.
Sounds coo yo, seeya latah
Anywho, hows you doin sibski? Jus gonna sorta check in now befoe i all up n leave
“Oh…..um….” Richard teared up a bit underneath the blindfold. His face flushed red about to cry but at least the blindfold covered the tears forming in his eyes. “G-Great…”
doesnt look like yous be great sibski, what’s up?
“W-Well…..um…….” Richard’s face flushed darker in red and he finally decided to take off the blindfold as his hair glitched in television colorbars and static. “My mom died…….”
aw dang sibski das awful! what happened if yous dont mind me askin?
“She confronted our enemy Mr. Arthur Greyman before going camping to the mountain tops. Then her body was found on the sand by the beach. The police ruped it as a murder suicide, but I think Grayman had something to do with it….”
shoot das just right awful yo, maybe yous should all up n do some investigatin on it or somethin? find out if it totes was dat dude behind it
Richard still had a fake smile of his face but tears went down his eyes. His eyes were gray and not colorful like they usually are. He tilted his head laughing. “Hehehehe….hehe nope! It’s okay! She’s gone! Never coming back….hehehehehe..HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…” he cried and laughed. He’s gone insane over his mother’s death and cannot seem to get over it at all. He flopped his head onto his desk. “Hah….hah….heh…” tears kept flowing down his soulless eyes,
i be thinkin yous be givin up too easily yo, what if dat really wasnt her dat was found dead n was a fake? yous got plenty o siblins wit magic capabilities yous could even try n revive her, i would think yous would at least wanna all up n see if da guy did it n if he did i would totes be assumin yous would want revenge anyway, theres lotsa options sibski, jus stay cool n try n think bout it fo a second
His eyes widen by he still was smiling and crying. “Nothing. Can bring. Back. Death.” He chuckled while more tears ran down his face. “Bernard cannot bring back lives….Not of us can…..we only TAKE lives……”
uhh whatchu talkin bout yo? ever heard o necromancing? bring back da dead? n if yous good at takin lives why dont yous go n challenge da grim reapa or one o his buddies to a duel or something so yous can bring them back… at least i be thinkin das how da legend goes, ya might hafta fight a demon o satan i dunno
“…….” Richard goes back to his emotionless expression. “I do not believe in such things…..let’s move on from her tragic death and talk about something else…”
i dunno wuss so hard ta believe bout dat, we are literally composed of magic n all dat but whateva i guess.
so how was yo day sides from all dat
“I’m not composed of magic at all. I was created in my mother’s laboratory with area 51 DNA. Also, I am doing pretty good.”
well i be meanin, even if yous aint composed o magic you be an anon yo, magic be in our nature, yanno?
