WE WEAR MASKS - I WEAR A LOT OF THEM / always accepting tbh
@kazhub sent: Mask’s Calling!!
send in ‘Mask’s Calling’ to meet a muse i’m on the fence about roleplaying as.
« oh! ah! cheater! i saw that! »
you rise your gaze at the creature in front of you, levitating a few centimeters off the ground. he’s holding his set of cards in front of his masked face, and just the eyes are peeking with mocking amusement from above them. he lets out an acute little laugh. you don’t see what’s so funny about it - you’re winning the game, from what you know, and without cheating!
you try to say something, but before you can, he rises a hand and snaps his fingers. you can feel the fabric of reality itself writhe and modify right between your fingers - a horrible sensation you weren’t prepared for. you almost drop your cards, but in a moment it’s over. and when you glance back at them, you are holding many, many more now, something like thirty cards, and all of them are aces. you stare at them in shock, as the other’s laughter resounds once again in your ears. he’s pirouetting in the air, in absolute delight.
« you’re not good at cheating, hahah! » he exclaims, levitating a bit nearer you to give a look at your cards. you’re sure they are growing in number, as some of them has fallen from your hands and yet you’re still holding more than thirty. « people usually hide their tricks in their sleeves! this is too obvious, hahah! you’re so bad at this! »
he takes up one of the aces, giving it a nice long look before glancing back at you, with that amused smile on his lips. you’re not smiling. at all. and as he sees it, he seems to lose a bit his own.
« ... bah! » he exclaims suddenly, throwing the card back at you. others are still appearing between your fingers. « you’re no fun anymore. i’m wasting my time with you. count’s calling me, i left the cat in the oven, blah blah blah... take the excuse that you want, if you want! and if you don’t want... eh. »
he bursts into a sudden laughter at the confused expression you give him. with another pirouette, he levitates further from you, taking a moment to dry a tear of laughter from his eye and give a look to the cards accumulating at your feet. who even knows how many are they, at this point!
« well, see you around, maybe! or maybe not, hahah! ». he rises a hand, giving you a last smile delighted with amusement. « ciao! »
and then he snaps his fingers, and you see the fabric of reality bending around him this time. it contorts into something of no depth, surrounding him, and the image of him flips like a page on a book. and then all returns normal, suddenly, and he’s gone from your view. it would almost seem like an hallucination, if it wasn’t for those cards, still creating between your fingers.
Dimentio from Super Paper Mario.
because alex beckham became one of my favourite lyric writers and singer and listening to him singing and voice acting as dimentio in THIS and THIS is RUINING MY LIFE WITH INSPIRATION. AND THANK YOU FOR THAT ALEX AND ALL OF HIS TEAM.