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“I will BURN this planet down before I spend another second living amongst these ANIMALS!”
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Sinister universe Omni Man RP account.
Mun is 19 so minors DNI.
All edits are taken from @SinisterOmniMan on Twitter.
Cannon divergent.
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Nolan survived his son’s brutal beating and managed to escape to Thraxa to heal his wounds. After being tortured in Viltrumite prison for his loss, he has returned to find his son.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
“ …He did, along with many other me’s . They hurt a lot of innocent people in my universe . “ His arms came back to his sides—his fists tightening just a fraction as he spoke about the other variants. “ Angstrom left him and the other me’s stranded god knows where. “ Despite him being vulnerable with his father, he still held a thick barrier between them. “ Did he send you here ? “
I think? I don’t really know how I ended up in this specific world.
Sorry to hear that my son has cost you all this trouble.
Me and him are not on the same page. He is as ungrateful as it gets. I offered him to rule my world side by side but he wanted it all for himself.
I’ve heard that his behavior has only gotten worse.
Mark seemed surprised that he seemed to apologize so quickly, the suspicion never truly vanishing. “ Him and the others destroyed countries, cities.” He replied, while also listening and acknowledging his alternative father with a subtle nod, “ I’m surprised you aren’t here to destroy this world, it makes you better compared to the other me to some extent. “ He stared for a moment, now letting his hands rest seeing as he wasn’t a threat. “ I still don’t believe you came here just to talk.”
You know Mark, this conversation has been a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.
My Mark usually just tries to bicker with me. Never a nice moment with him. When I found out that you were actually tolerable, I wanted to see for myself.
If your mother is alive in this world, please tell her that I said hello.
“ Seems like the other me is insufferable . “ Mark gave him a small smile. “ It’s nice to have another Dad to talk too, mine’s still trying to change for the better, we haven’t had much time to actually talk. “ His smile lowered, now curious. “ …What happened to mom on your universe ? “
…
I killed her in front of my son when he was 7. I was trying to teach him the truth of how fragile humanity is.
I shouldn’t regret it but for some reason it gets to me. This is why I taught Mark to not get attached.
I hate this feeling. I hate that I miss her.
Mark’s eyes widened at his father’s guilty admission, the curiousity he had earlier draining from his face. Now that he said it, he shouldn’t have questioned him in the first place. “ Oh. That explains it. “ He stood awkwardly now, processing in his head what he had said before he spoke again, “ My dad on my universe lied to me and my mom for my whole life,” He started. “ He also attempted to teach me about how fragile humans are, and tried to ally me to rule Earth with his Viltrumite friends, I stopped him. “ His teeth clenched while his fingers quivered. “ Mom was heartbroken without my dad for a long time. Except you killed Mom on your universe and nearly killed me instead. “
I guess the only difference between you and my Mark is that I was honest with him from the start.
“ I think that’s what hurts the most. “ He spoke through clenched teeth, a shaky sigh coming from him that he didn’t know he was holding. “ It’s weird, how one difference can make another world completely new. “ Mark’s hands clenched, then unclenched. “ … How different is the world you know ? “
Earth in my universe is a lot more violent.
I served on the Overlords Of The Globe back when they existed. They were what Thragg is to Viltrum.
“ Overlords of the Globe? That’s a pretty disturbing name than what ours is. “ He joked, though there was no actual playfulness in his tone. “ My universes hero team saved people. But judging by the name of yours…They did the opposite? “ Mark found himself intrigued by his alternative Father’s universe, asking more questions as if he were reading him a bedtime story.
With how much kinder you are here, I should have known that you had heroes to look up to.
The GDA on my Earth worked with supervillains to keep an eye on them.
As long as they served the government, they were free to do as they pleased.
There were some hero teams that tried to change the order of things but the Overlords already dealt with them.
Either that or Cecil changed their minds.
Stedman was quite the resourceful bastard to say the least.
Mark listened keenly to his Father, a complicated look on his face as he processed the differences between their universes. “ I didn’t think the government could be so corrupt… Cecil atleast tries makes good out of the bad here. “ He thought for a moment, continuing. “ The guardians were assassinated back when I first got my powers, by the dad in my world. It was a mess when he was caught. “ Mark nodded. “ I’m assuming when the other me went crazy, he kiled them instead ? “
No, I killed the Overlords to get Earth ready for Viltrum’s arrival.
Me and Mark agreed on everything but then he got selfish. He couldn’t see the bigger picture and only thought about himself.
He thought the world belonged to him and him only.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
“ …He did, along with many other me’s . They hurt a lot of innocent people in my universe . “ His arms came back to his sides—his fists tightening just a fraction as he spoke about the other variants. “ Angstrom left him and the other me’s stranded god knows where. “ Despite him being vulnerable with his father, he still held a thick barrier between them. “ Did he send you here ? “
I think? I don’t really know how I ended up in this specific world.
Sorry to hear that my son has cost you all this trouble.
Me and him are not on the same page. He is as ungrateful as it gets. I offered him to rule my world side by side but he wanted it all for himself.
I’ve heard that his behavior has only gotten worse.
Mark seemed surprised that he seemed to apologize so quickly, the suspicion never truly vanishing. “ Him and the others destroyed countries, cities.” He replied, while also listening and acknowledging his alternative father with a subtle nod, “ I’m surprised you aren’t here to destroy this world, it makes you better compared to the other me to some extent. “ He stared for a moment, now letting his hands rest seeing as he wasn’t a threat. “ I still don’t believe you came here just to talk.”
You know Mark, this conversation has been a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.
My Mark usually just tries to bicker with me. Never a nice moment with him. When I found out that you were actually tolerable, I wanted to see for myself.
If your mother is alive in this world, please tell her that I said hello.
“ Seems like the other me is insufferable . “ Mark gave him a small smile. “ It’s nice to have another Dad to talk too, mine’s still trying to change for the better, we haven’t had much time to actually talk. “ His smile lowered, now curious. “ …What happened to mom on your universe ? “
…
I killed her in front of my son when he was 7. I was trying to teach him the truth of how fragile humanity is.
I shouldn’t regret it but for some reason it gets to me. This is why I taught Mark to not get attached.
I hate this feeling. I hate that I miss her.
Mark’s eyes widened at his father’s guilty admission, the curiousity he had earlier draining from his face. Now that he said it, he shouldn’t have questioned him in the first place. “ Oh. That explains it. “ He stood awkwardly now, processing in his head what he had said before he spoke again, “ My dad on my universe lied to me and my mom for my whole life,” He started. “ He also attempted to teach me about how fragile humans are, and tried to ally me to rule Earth with his Viltrumite friends, I stopped him. “ His teeth clenched while his fingers quivered. “ Mom was heartbroken without my dad for a long time. Except you killed Mom on your universe and nearly killed me instead. “
I guess the only difference between you and my Mark is that I was honest with him from the start.
“ I think that’s what hurts the most. “ He spoke through clenched teeth, a shaky sigh coming from him that he didn’t know he was holding. “ It’s weird, how one difference can make another world completely new. “ Mark’s hands clenched, then unclenched. “ … How different is the world you know ? “
Earth in my universe is a lot more violent.
I served on the Overlords Of The Globe back when they existed. They were what Thragg is to Viltrum.
“ Overlords of the Globe? That’s a pretty disturbing name than what ours is. “ He joked, though there was no actual playfulness in his tone. “ My universes hero team saved people. But judging by the name of yours…They did the opposite? “ Mark found himself intrigued by his alternative Father’s universe, asking more questions as if he were reading him a bedtime story.
With how much kinder you are here, I should have known that you had heroes to look up to.
The GDA on my Earth worked with supervillains to keep an eye on them.
As long as they served the government, they were free to do as they pleased.
There were some hero teams that tried to change the order of things but the Overlords already dealt with them.
Either that or Cecil changed their minds.
Stedman was quite the resourceful bastard to say the least.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
“ …He did, along with many other me’s . They hurt a lot of innocent people in my universe . “ His arms came back to his sides—his fists tightening just a fraction as he spoke about the other variants. “ Angstrom left him and the other me’s stranded god knows where. “ Despite him being vulnerable with his father, he still held a thick barrier between them. “ Did he send you here ? “
I think? I don’t really know how I ended up in this specific world.
Sorry to hear that my son has cost you all this trouble.
Me and him are not on the same page. He is as ungrateful as it gets. I offered him to rule my world side by side but he wanted it all for himself.
I’ve heard that his behavior has only gotten worse.
Mark seemed surprised that he seemed to apologize so quickly, the suspicion never truly vanishing. “ Him and the others destroyed countries, cities.” He replied, while also listening and acknowledging his alternative father with a subtle nod, “ I’m surprised you aren’t here to destroy this world, it makes you better compared to the other me to some extent. “ He stared for a moment, now letting his hands rest seeing as he wasn’t a threat. “ I still don’t believe you came here just to talk.”
You know Mark, this conversation has been a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.
My Mark usually just tries to bicker with me. Never a nice moment with him. When I found out that you were actually tolerable, I wanted to see for myself.
If your mother is alive in this world, please tell her that I said hello.
“ Seems like the other me is insufferable . “ Mark gave him a small smile. “ It’s nice to have another Dad to talk too, mine’s still trying to change for the better, we haven’t had much time to actually talk. “ His smile lowered, now curious. “ …What happened to mom on your universe ? “
…
I killed her in front of my son when he was 7. I was trying to teach him the truth of how fragile humanity is.
I shouldn’t regret it but for some reason it gets to me. This is why I taught Mark to not get attached.
I hate this feeling. I hate that I miss her.
Mark’s eyes widened at his father’s guilty admission, the curiousity he had earlier draining from his face. Now that he said it, he shouldn’t have questioned him in the first place. “ Oh. That explains it. “ He stood awkwardly now, processing in his head what he had said before he spoke again, “ My dad on my universe lied to me and my mom for my whole life,” He started. “ He also attempted to teach me about how fragile humans are, and tried to ally me to rule Earth with his Viltrumite friends, I stopped him. “ His teeth clenched while his fingers quivered. “ Mom was heartbroken without my dad for a long time. Except you killed Mom on your universe and nearly killed me instead. “
I guess the only difference between you and my Mark is that I was honest with him from the start.
“ I think that’s what hurts the most. “ He spoke through clenched teeth, a shaky sigh coming from him that he didn’t know he was holding. “ It’s weird, how one difference can make another world completely new. “ Mark’s hands clenched, then unclenched. “ … How different is the world you know ? “
Earth in my universe is a lot more violent.
I served on the Overlords Of The Globe back when they existed. They were what Thragg is to Viltrum.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
“ …He did, along with many other me’s . They hurt a lot of innocent people in my universe . “ His arms came back to his sides—his fists tightening just a fraction as he spoke about the other variants. “ Angstrom left him and the other me’s stranded god knows where. “ Despite him being vulnerable with his father, he still held a thick barrier between them. “ Did he send you here ? “
I think? I don’t really know how I ended up in this specific world.
Sorry to hear that my son has cost you all this trouble.
Me and him are not on the same page. He is as ungrateful as it gets. I offered him to rule my world side by side but he wanted it all for himself.
I’ve heard that his behavior has only gotten worse.
Mark seemed surprised that he seemed to apologize so quickly, the suspicion never truly vanishing. “ Him and the others destroyed countries, cities.” He replied, while also listening and acknowledging his alternative father with a subtle nod, “ I’m surprised you aren’t here to destroy this world, it makes you better compared to the other me to some extent. “ He stared for a moment, now letting his hands rest seeing as he wasn’t a threat. “ I still don’t believe you came here just to talk.”
You know Mark, this conversation has been a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.
My Mark usually just tries to bicker with me. Never a nice moment with him. When I found out that you were actually tolerable, I wanted to see for myself.
If your mother is alive in this world, please tell her that I said hello.
“ Seems like the other me is insufferable . “ Mark gave him a small smile. “ It’s nice to have another Dad to talk too, mine’s still trying to change for the better, we haven’t had much time to actually talk. “ His smile lowered, now curious. “ …What happened to mom on your universe ? “
…
I killed her in front of my son when he was 7. I was trying to teach him the truth of how fragile humanity is.
I shouldn’t regret it but for some reason it gets to me. This is why I taught Mark to not get attached.
I hate this feeling. I hate that I miss her.
Mark’s eyes widened at his father’s guilty admission, the curiousity he had earlier draining from his face. Now that he said it, he shouldn’t have questioned him in the first place. “ Oh. That explains it. “ He stood awkwardly now, processing in his head what he had said before he spoke again, “ My dad on my universe lied to me and my mom for my whole life,” He started. “ He also attempted to teach me about how fragile humans are, and tried to ally me to rule Earth with his Viltrumite friends, I stopped him. “ His teeth clenched while his fingers quivered. “ Mom was heartbroken without my dad for a long time. Except you killed Mom on your universe and nearly killed me instead. “
I guess the only difference between you and my Mark is that I was honest with him from the start.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
“ …He did, along with many other me’s . They hurt a lot of innocent people in my universe . “ His arms came back to his sides—his fists tightening just a fraction as he spoke about the other variants. “ Angstrom left him and the other me’s stranded god knows where. “ Despite him being vulnerable with his father, he still held a thick barrier between them. “ Did he send you here ? “
I think? I don’t really know how I ended up in this specific world.
Sorry to hear that my son has cost you all this trouble.
Me and him are not on the same page. He is as ungrateful as it gets. I offered him to rule my world side by side but he wanted it all for himself.
I’ve heard that his behavior has only gotten worse.
Mark seemed surprised that he seemed to apologize so quickly, the suspicion never truly vanishing. “ Him and the others destroyed countries, cities.” He replied, while also listening and acknowledging his alternative father with a subtle nod, “ I’m surprised you aren’t here to destroy this world, it makes you better compared to the other me to some extent. “ He stared for a moment, now letting his hands rest seeing as he wasn’t a threat. “ I still don’t believe you came here just to talk.”
You know Mark, this conversation has been a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.
My Mark usually just tries to bicker with me. Never a nice moment with him. When I found out that you were actually tolerable, I wanted to see for myself.
If your mother is alive in this world, please tell her that I said hello.
“ Seems like the other me is insufferable . “ Mark gave him a small smile. “ It’s nice to have another Dad to talk too, mine’s still trying to change for the better, we haven’t had much time to actually talk. “ His smile lowered, now curious. “ …What happened to mom on your universe ? “
…
I killed her in front of my son when he was 7. I was trying to teach him the truth of how fragile humanity is.
I shouldn’t regret it but for some reason it gets to me. This is why I taught Mark to not get attached.
I hate this feeling. I hate that I miss her.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
“ …He did, along with many other me’s . They hurt a lot of innocent people in my universe . “ His arms came back to his sides—his fists tightening just a fraction as he spoke about the other variants. “ Angstrom left him and the other me’s stranded god knows where. “ Despite him being vulnerable with his father, he still held a thick barrier between them. “ Did he send you here ? “
I think? I don’t really know how I ended up in this specific world.
Sorry to hear that my son has cost you all this trouble.
Me and him are not on the same page. He is as ungrateful as it gets. I offered him to rule my world side by side but he wanted it all for himself.
I’ve heard that his behavior has only gotten worse.
Mark seemed surprised that he seemed to apologize so quickly, the suspicion never truly vanishing. “ Him and the others destroyed countries, cities.” He replied, while also listening and acknowledging his alternative father with a subtle nod, “ I’m surprised you aren’t here to destroy this world, it makes you better compared to the other me to some extent. “ He stared for a moment, now letting his hands rest seeing as he wasn’t a threat. “ I still don’t believe you came here just to talk.”
You know Mark, this conversation has been a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.
My Mark usually just tries to bicker with me. Never a nice moment with him. When I found out that you were actually tolerable, I wanted to see for myself.
If your mother is alive in this world, please tell her that I said hello.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
“ …He did, along with many other me’s . They hurt a lot of innocent people in my universe . “ His arms came back to his sides—his fists tightening just a fraction as he spoke about the other variants. “ Angstrom left him and the other me’s stranded god knows where. “ Despite him being vulnerable with his father, he still held a thick barrier between them. “ Did he send you here ? “
I think? I don’t really know how I ended up in this specific world.
Sorry to hear that my son has cost you all this trouble.
Me and him are not on the same page. He is as ungrateful as it gets. I offered him to rule my world side by side but he wanted it all for himself.
I’ve heard that his behavior has only gotten worse.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
“Talking’s not your strong suit, Dad. “ Mark’s arms slightly loosened over his chest, though the suspicion still remained. “Ma? She’s holding up. She’s strong. “ His gaze averted for a moment before he spoke again, curious. “ … Which universe are you from again ? I don’t recall any ` me’s ` keeping you or Mom alive. “
You might have met him before.
He’s the one with the black and yellow suit.
Heard he got sent to ruin your name or something.
Hello, my son.
- @paternalsins
“ Dad ? “
He breathed, his voice was barely a distinct whisper. He stood his ground, his hands clenching at his sides.
“…Oh my god.” Mark stared for a moment before his arms came to cross over his chest, a suspicious look crossing his face. “ …What do you want?”
I came to talk.
It’s refreshing to see a version of my son that isn’t a bastard.
How’s your mother holding up?
For all the talk you put up of being the best, you still haven’t managed to get a companion.
Pathetic.
- @paternalsins
That’s what you think. ... You really want to know about that part of my life?
I’d be surprised if someone was even in to you.
Then prepare to be surprised. I'm not the one who killed my pet and then stayed single forever.
You know that was to teach you how fragile humans are. Don’t you dare hold that over my head, brat.
I'll do whatever I want. Are you jealous I treat mine better and get to keep them...?
When you have your own son, you’ll see it from my point of view.
For all the talk you put up of being the best, you still haven’t managed to get a companion.
Pathetic.
- @paternalsins
That’s what you think. ... You really want to know about that part of my life?
I’d be surprised if someone was even in to you.
Then prepare to be surprised. I'm not the one who killed my pet and then stayed single forever.
You know that was to teach you how fragile humans are. Don’t you dare hold that over my head, brat.
For all the talk you put up of being the best, you still haven’t managed to get a companion.
Pathetic.
- @paternalsins
That’s what you think. ... You really want to know about that part of my life?
I’d be surprised if someone was even in to you.
I have a favorite son.
It’s not my firstborn, that one was a mistake.
What a coincidence! I had a favorite parent too. Guess who killed her? I think it's only fair I return the favor.
She was easy to rip apart. You shouldn’t mourn her.
Your mother tried convincing me to raise you as a human. As one of them. You deserved to be raised like a Viltrumite. That’s your true heritage, Mark. She wanted to take that from you.
I don't see you being so stuck up about it with my brother, dad. Why should I care about my heritage? If I'm a mistake, why the fuck would I try to honor that?
I couldn't care less about your excuses.
That’s why I see you as a mistake. You have no pride in your own people. You are selfish.
You think this galaxy revolves around YOU specifically. You basically have no identity. You’ve disowned both being human and being Viltrumite.
You have no respect for the hard work it took our people to get where we are today.
At least Oliver takes pride in his Viltrumite heritage.
You made me lose any respect I had for it. You managed to brainwash my idiot brother so he sucks up to you. That's why he's your favorite, isn't it? At least be honest about it. You're pathetic.
I'll kill you. And I'll destroy Viltrum with my own hands.
Don’t call your brother an idiot. He’s smarter than you and he’s only 2.
At least he’s sensible.
Hello, Oliver. How have you been? Hope you’ve been able to take care of yourself.
- @paternalsins
“Dad ?” Oliver was a little startled. “I- I’ve been pretty well.. as of late can’t say anything too crazy’s been up.” he cockily chuckled, “But what I can say is I’m much stronger than I was before.”
That’s great to hear, my son.
I see you got in to a bit of a scrap with my Mark. Sorry that you had to talk with that monster.
Are you hurt in any way?
“Ehh.. not too bad I don’t think.” Oliver hummed, checking himself. “I don’t think it’s his fault, dad.. he’s just doing what he think’s is best.” — Oddly enough, Oliver tried taking up for Mark despite the fight. “He’s just not feeling himself, that’s all.”
You’re not from my universe so I understand why you would say that. The Mark from your world is probably someone you can look up to.
This Mark…the one that you fought…he’s too far gone. He’s completely lost his mind. He doesn’t fight for what he thinks is right, he fights only for himself.
By the way, if Debbie is still alive in your world…tell her I said hello.
“Oh..” Oliver’s voice became weary. — “You mean.. you think he’s .. completely gone? I-I mean Mark has to be in there somewhere, right?” he asked his dad cautiously.
No, son. I’m sorry that I have to break your heart like this but it’s the truth.
I’m pretty sure the GDA fears him more than they fear me.
His feelings were— conflicted; would be the best way to put it. Part of him knew this version of his father was making sense, a lot of it; but Oliver’s recklessness wanted to tell him otherwise. If the GDA feared this more sinister version of Mark, then he had to be a big deal. “B-but I know he’s different but he’s still my brother, right?” he asked, it was a complicated question. It wasn’t meant to be easy to answer.
He shook it off, “You know what uh.. yeah, mom’s still alive. I’ll tell her you said hi.” He smiled, but it was one of exhaustion.
Thank you, son. It means a lot to me. More than you will ever know.
Hello, Oliver. How have you been? Hope you’ve been able to take care of yourself.
- @paternalsins
“Dad ?” Oliver was a little startled. “I- I’ve been pretty well.. as of late can’t say anything too crazy’s been up.” he cockily chuckled, “But what I can say is I’m much stronger than I was before.”
That’s great to hear, my son.
I see you got in to a bit of a scrap with my Mark. Sorry that you had to talk with that monster.
Are you hurt in any way?
“Ehh.. not too bad I don’t think.” Oliver hummed, checking himself. “I don’t think it’s his fault, dad.. he’s just doing what he think’s is best.” — Oddly enough, Oliver tried taking up for Mark despite the fight. “He’s just not feeling himself, that’s all.”
You’re not from my universe so I understand why you would say that. The Mark from your world is probably someone you can look up to.
This Mark…the one that you fought…he’s too far gone. He’s completely lost his mind. He doesn’t fight for what he thinks is right, he fights only for himself.
By the way, if Debbie is still alive in your world…tell her I said hello.
“Oh..” Oliver’s voice became weary. — “You mean.. you think he’s .. completely gone? I-I mean Mark has to be in there somewhere, right?” he asked his dad cautiously.
No, son. I’m sorry that I have to break your heart like this but it’s the truth.
I’m pretty sure the GDA fears him more than they fear me.
Hello, Oliver. How have you been? Hope you’ve been able to take care of yourself.
- @paternalsins
“Dad ?” Oliver was a little startled. “I- I’ve been pretty well.. as of late can’t say anything too crazy’s been up.” he cockily chuckled, “But what I can say is I’m much stronger than I was before.”
That’s great to hear, my son.
I see you got in to a bit of a scrap with my Mark. Sorry that you had to talk with that monster.
Are you hurt in any way?
“Ehh.. not too bad I don’t think.” Oliver hummed, checking himself. “I don’t think it’s his fault, dad.. he’s just doing what he think’s is best.” — Oddly enough, Oliver tried taking up for Mark despite the fight. “He’s just not feeling himself, that’s all.”
You’re not from my universe so I understand why you would say that. The Mark from your world is probably someone you can look up to.
This Mark…the one that you fought…he’s too far gone. He’s completely lost his mind. He doesn’t fight for what he thinks is right, he fights only for himself.
By the way, if Debbie is still alive in your world…tell her I said hello.
