[ S4L: I'm becoming the joker. ] [ Y2S: you're becoming a homicidal villain obsessed with a bat and who kills people for fun] [S4L: Wut, uhhh... No, I mean I'm becoming a clown.] [Y2S: you do realize that saying you're becoming the joker has a very specific connotation, right?] [S4L: well, for what it's worth, I am a little batty. 🦇]
Parson, oh Parson, you are my inner child, which is in a way funny because it's revealed you're like 80 years old. but everything about you radiates joy in my heart. sometimes I just... feel invisible these days. Not acknowledged by anyone. Unless I act out in a way. but it's just... there's already so much pain in the world, even for... even for attention, I'd rather not bring pain to anyone. still, Parson... It is only you that I kin. Your anarchistic heart. I just know that [Freedom] finds hope within you. My Sister's recent activities clouded my heart with anger and hate. Those aren't "bad" things, her behavior as of late is... cruel and she knows it. Parson is the best character in fiction, Now to subtly spread the word Cause I suck at drawing and I want to see her illustrated. which will obviously happen whenst all the peasants I put onto the series read it to completion.
