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My sons are coming home and I need to try not to swear… Though living here for a month and I don’t even know if that’s possible…
Wait, Alvie swears all the damn time. Who cares?
Please tell me you have salad now.
I do not have salad because salad is poison and I don’t like the idea of keeping poison on my planet.
Salad isnt... Okay nevermind this will go nowhere.
My sons are coming home and I need to try not to swear… Though living here for a month and I don’t even know if that’s possible…
Wait, Alvie swears all the damn time. Who cares?
Please tell me you have salad now.
Alvah looks deeply offended at the simple request. “Fuck no. I’m clean.” This was… slightly untrue… He had quite a few blood stains on his shirt and shorts. “That’s not how you treat a guest!”
“you honestly are disrespecting an armed man in his own shop? and I really don’t like folks on my counter.”
Alvah makes a loud groan, hopping off the counter and instead deciding to lean on it. “Is this better?” He asks with a snarky tone.
“very much so”
Huffing, Alvah crosses his arms across his chest. "Well I don't like it, but for the sake of you not shooting me I'll stay down here."
Alvah looks deeply offended at the simple request. “Fuck no. I’m clean.” This was… slightly untrue… He had quite a few blood stains on his shirt and shorts. “That’s not how you treat a guest!”
“you honestly are disrespecting an armed man in his own shop? and I really don’t like folks on my counter.”
Alvah makes a loud groan, hopping off the counter and instead deciding to lean on it. “Is this better?” He asks with a snarky tone.
i wanna be LOVED.
hey, alvie? where are you? i'm in north dakota right now.
One, don’t call me “Alvie”, and two… WHY THE FUCKING FUCK ARE YOU ALL THE WAY OVER THERE?
it’s okay. there’s no need to yell :+) where are you? i can come get you.
THERE IS EVERY NEED TO YELL! ... Anyway, I'm in Arizona or something.
hey, alvie? where are you? i'm in north dakota right now.
One, don’t call me “Alvie”, and two... WHY THE FUCKING FUCK ARE YOU ALL THE WAY OVER THERE?
“The kings of the Spirit Realm tend to be terrible. Either because they’re still shook up over dying and can’t do their job, or because they’re corrupt and want to do weird stuff.” Alvah says, climbing onto the counter and kicking his legs back and forth. “All spirits were once living, and it sometimes messes with them if they remember their time alive.” He grits his teeth lightly, knowing there were few exceptions there.
“So, they were either too green or too full of themselves… Sounds like politics.” Vlad frowns, nobody gets on his counter and he’s gonna make that abundantly clear. “Also, would you please get off the counter? It’s just been cleaned.”
Alvah looks deeply offended at the simple request. “Fuck no. I’m clean.” This was... slightly untrue... He had quite a few blood stains on his shirt and shorts. “That’s not how you treat a guest!”
Alvah looks up at Vlad with narrowed eyes, frowning. “No. I lied to you for no reason. Even though there was no possible gain. Even though there was no possible benefit.”
“Well, I was surprised that we’re on number 29”
“The kings of the Spirit Realm tend to be terrible. Either because they’re still shook up over dying and can’t do their job, or because they’re corrupt and want to do weird stuff.” Alvah says, climbing onto the counter and kicking his legs back and forth. “All spirits were once living, and it sometimes messes with them if they remember their time alive.” He grits his teeth lightly, knowing there were few exceptions there.
“Alright, there is, kind of a big guy I guess? The king? The guy who sends some of us out here for no reason besides the shrug emoji?” Alvah looks slightly distressed now. Technically, the king of his realm didn’t even know he existed, much less that he was there. He rubs his arm, clenching his teeth lightly. Talk of the king was a risky deal.
“Is he referred to as ‘lord’ or Jehovah, or maybe YHWH?” The Man enquires, and hopes that the Jews were not correct, He really quite loves pork.
Alvah shakes his head. “No. He’s just called King Ferris. I think he’s… the 29th king? I don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“29th? There were 28 prior?” Skepticism is heavy with this one.
Alvah looks up at Vlad with narrowed eyes, frowning. "No. I lied to you for no reason. Even though there was no possible gain. Even though there was no possible benefit."
“Alright, there is, kind of a big guy I guess? The king? The guy who sends some of us out here for no reason besides the shrug emoji?” Alvah looks slightly distressed now. Technically, the king of his realm didn’t even know he existed, much less that he was there. He rubs his arm, clenching his teeth lightly. Talk of the king was a risky deal.
“Is he referred to as ‘lord’ or Jehovah, or maybe YHWH?” The Man enquires, and hopes that the Jews were not correct, He really quite loves pork.
Alvah shakes his head. “No. He’s just called King Ferris. I think he’s... the 29th king? I don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders.
Yet another glare from the other entity. “… What the fuck? Where did you think people went after they left the living world?” He sounds rude once more, but he was genuinely curious. He had figured out that this person didn’t know of the spirit realm, but certainly others did… Right? “Do… Do the living just… Not know about it?”
“We just assume that there’s the big man upstairs looking out for us, and if we’re shitty people, we get sent to hell.” It is difficult to explain theology to someone who probably doesn’t know what a jesus is.
“Alright, there is, kind of a big guy I guess? The king? The guy who sends some of us out here for no reason besides the shrug emoji?” Alvah looks slightly distressed now. Technically, the king of his realm didn’t even know he existed, much less that he was there. He rubs his arm, clenching his teeth lightly. Talk of the king was a risky deal.
“Uh… Yes and no… I tried to go back, but I need my brother to help be get there, and I lost him.” Alvah shrugs his shoulders, putting the cards in his sweater’s inside pocket. “See, there’s kind of a barrier between this world and the Spirit one, do keep people from going back and forth whenever… I can’t get past it myself.”
“So you’re stuck here, because your brother isn’t available.” The idea of a spirit stuck in reality due to a lost brother is kind of funny. “Got any idea where he went?”
“Yes.” Alvah says with a light grumble. This was true, but he could use essentially anybody to get across as well. He just didn’t know that. “If I had an idea where he was, don’t you think I’d be there instead of here?” He shoots Vlad a cold glare, puffing out his chest. “Even Mom’s not this stupid…” He mutters, looking around again.
“Well, I literally just found out that the Spirit realm exists” Vlad checks his watch. “About thirty-odd seconds left.”
Yet another glare from the other entity. "... What the fuck? Where did you think people went after they left the living world?" He sounds rude once more, but he was genuinely curious. He had figured out that this person didn't know of the spirit realm, but certainly others did... Right? "Do... Do the living just... Not know about it?"
“Uh… Yes and no… I tried to go back, but I need my brother to help be get there, and I lost him.” Alvah shrugs his shoulders, putting the cards in his sweater’s inside pocket. “See, there’s kind of a barrier between this world and the Spirit one, do keep people from going back and forth whenever… I can’t get past it myself.”
“So you’re stuck here, because your brother isn’t available.” The idea of a spirit stuck in reality due to a lost brother is kind of funny. “Got any idea where he went?”
“Yes.” Alvah says with a light grumble. This was true, but he could use essentially anybody to get across as well. He just didn’t know that. “If I had an idea where he was, don’t you think I’d be there instead of here?” He shoots Vlad a cold glare, puffing out his chest. “Even Mom’s not this stupid...” He mutters, looking around again.
“sorry man, I’m just having trouble believing this is all.” He is beginning to think this is not all that far fetched now that he thinks about it.
Alvah makes a look of irritation. “It’s true, can I have my cards back? If I could get them to work then I’d have more proof.” This was true.
“Oh, sorry” he passes them back to the spirit. “So, you’re stuck in this realm I guess?”
"Uh... Yes and no... I tried to go back, but I need my brother to help be get there, and I lost him." Alvah shrugs his shoulders, putting the cards in his sweater's inside pocket. "See, there's kind of a barrier between this world and the Spirit one, do keep people from going back and forth whenever... I can't get past it myself."
“sorry man, I’m just having trouble believing this is all.” He is beginning to think this is not all that far fetched now that he thinks about it.
Alvah makes a look of irritation. “It’s true, can I have my cards back? If I could get them to work then I’d have more proof.” This was true.
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I’m going offline to rest.
You know that little emergency alert noise that sometimes comes on TV? Well, idk what it is about that noise but it freaks me the fuck out each time, and I’m gonna see if sleeping or at least blaring music will help get the noise out of my head. Why does this shit always happen when I’m watching the house alone?
