Golden light floods the area, soft and warm and unspeakably dangerous, and suddenly, here stands the Golden God, clutching a handful of flowers as he stares, confounded, at Jack Kennedy.
He cocks his head to the side, blinking a couple times as if the risen corpse standing in front of him was a mirage he could dispel in those few simple motions. Bluntly, he chirps,
"Why aren't you bug? And why are you orange? Or. More orange than normal, really."
-@t3lam0n
At the light, Jack practically jumped into the air. Usually, that meant that damned bear was approaching again. One who gave him life. Who put him into the situation he's in.
Seeing the Golden God, he paused for a long time. Completely ignoring the questions, in all honestly.
He's not gonna be answering anything without answers himself first. Where did it come from, what was it, w-
"Who the fuck are you??"
