"What came first, the chicken or the egg? Is a tomato a fruit or a vegetable? Look, I'm 5 years old and I'm learning about the world!" Mydei, who sarcastically pretends to be his boyfriend.
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"What came first, the chicken or the egg? Is a tomato a fruit or a vegetable? Look, I'm 5 years old and I'm learning about the world!" Mydei, who sarcastically pretends to be his boyfriend.
WHY DOES HE AND VOID KEEP HAUNTING HIM!?!?!
@flamesprisoner || continued from here!
It was supposed to be a simple restock of his hideouts. Go to his hidden spaces, stock up on missing supplies and get out. Normal stuff for the Fool. But oh you'd have to be a blind man to not see the flurry of golden fire happening in the distance. After all, the Snow Plains was pure white. Any sort of color would stick out like a sore thumb.
The sight he arrived at was one to behold. The fire had burned through ages of snow, revealing the earth once more. Bodies of fragmentum monsters littered like corpses on a battlefield. Perhaps because it was a battlefield. A lone man, standing in the middle of all of its destruction. The same man who tried to lunge at him with the same might as those monsters.
Sampo truly is foolish. I'm human! Please trust me! With his weapon drawn but his eyes full of fear.
Somehow, the man believes him and reverts back. For once he thanks the Laughter for this blessing. With the other seemingly returning to this plane of existence, he tries to pick his words carefully. Hands still up in case he relapses and goes on a rampage again.
“K-Koski, Sampo Koski! J-Just a humble merchant trying to get back to Belobog!” Not a lie per se but, ah whatever. As long as the other doesn't attack, what does it matter?
“I heard some commotion and thought you needed some help, friend. Although…” he looks around at the destruction around them before looking back at the stranger again. A small, uncomfortable smile on his face. “I guess you took care of it. Are you alright though? Your shirt it's…”
Torn. Non-existent. Belobog’s cold wasn't forgiving, memetic entity or not. Though there was another reason for his approach. While true he did want to help as he is a bleeding heart, he also didn't want whatever this man is roaming around in Belobog in a rage.
If he must… He would put him down. His intentions are hidden behind the uncomfortable smile that became a still line. “I don't have an extra shirt here but we're not far from my camp.”
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"Dr.Ratio and Anaxa would likely scold me for not being a man of science about this! Time to experiment with me in my room, Phanion! Shirtless with abs out, ready to shred!" Someone call the police on this silly raccoon! Where is Pom Pom? Cleaning...oh yeah, that will take a while.
"Uh, should you be standing up or on your back oncewe start grinding?" The cheese! SAY THE CHEESE! "We'll need the results to be replicable to show the gathered data is conclusive. So I might have to give you good grinding several times. You're fine with that, right, buddy?"
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─「エデン」─ " it is a very cool cat. " she nodded in total agreement, then — " i have a question, though. " there was a smile on her lips, a certain kind that did not look at all innocent like she might pretend it to be. the GOLD in her eyes emitted a soft glow, flickering gently. " did you draw this with reference ? presumably your body ? if so, i'd need to see proof. "
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" Ah ... " Just who is going to believe you when your own blood stands out among the rest? There were a number of things she did not yet comprehend in this world. The coreflames, the titans, the black tide—all things that went far beyond her capacity to understand. But comprehension wasn't necessary here. All she needed to know was this was Phainon and he was hurt.
" I'm hardly one to talk, but you sure are stubborn. My eyes are still working perfectly well, ya know? " Even without them, she would never mistake the smell of blood. Miya takes several steps towards him, intending to inspect him further. Her feet suddenly halt, pausing, as a rush of heat kisses her skin; a sensation that's a familiar companion.
" ... You're burning up. "
“Well well, if it isn’t the famous Deliever roaming outside to mingle with the ever growing crowd. You’re not looking to start yet another challenge with me are you? If so, afraid that you will once again lose?”
The crown prince spoke as he folded his arms to the sight of the one he is usually seen sparing with, a clear smirk present on his face.
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❝ oh ? you have my attention. what kind of ancient relics are these ? ❞
𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭 ⋆˚✰ ˖⭑ .ᐟ