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Hey, Bel forgives you.. (honestly I almost think hes being TOO nice to you after everything you did, but you do deserve some leeway so it's fair enough). You should give yourself a break and rest... though please not for a whole 6000 years.
"..." God doesn't respond, but only curls in on herself a bit, "Don't need rest anyways..."
why did u keep beelzebub picture?
"Cause I caaare bout them." God admits sadly, looking at the bottle, "They were so innocent in the beginning! L-like how I wass before the b-beginning."
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"Now they aren't the ssame, I destroyed that part of 'em."
*God downs another bottle*
maybe u shouldn't create things while drunk
"Y-Y-Y-Know what?!" God slurrs, "Maybe you're right! But guess WHAT. I'm god. I can't do nothing about it~"
*This is the first drink she had in 6000 years, thoroughly getting sloshed*
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*She will most likely won't be able to dodge questions*
"Ooooooooor, y'know, I cannjust blow up shit. That'll fun right? Not the peeps though, buzz don't want me to do that."
ffs this is why i hate existence -🍒
"One of my wooorst decisions, buddy." God says as she takes another swig from the bottle, "One of the worst..."
Lord, please do NOT blow the universe up! If you do, we probably won't he able to talk to you or the others!
"I am NOT gonna blow the universse up!" God says, popping the p in that sentence, "I jusst wanna watch exPLosions. They're cool!"
oh my fuck what's happening this time -🍒
"I'mmm drinkin' my feelings away!" God shouted, "Like how that one anonanon ssuggested I do!"
What you need is to try another outlet. *hands god a bottle of booze* Here, maybe you can drown your sorrows in this.
*God stares at the bottle*
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*She grabs the bottle and downs it all*
*A quick snap of her fingers, and the shine refills instantly*
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Sober God can no longer answer questions.
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Drunk God can now answer your questions!
((Let the hijinks ensue))
