Turns out most people don't like when you kick them in the stomach. Curious, but understandable. I thought they were meant to be tougher than that though with the way they talk I cannot lie
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@the-prince-offical
Turns out most people don't like when you kick them in the stomach. Curious, but understandable. I thought they were meant to be tougher than that though with the way they talk I cannot lie
(We can say this before she was kidnapped)
*Sheās collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*
He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius
He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself
*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*
Oh- apologies, I didnāt see you down there
*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*
Ughā¦humans just throw anything in the trash nowā¦
He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture
Yyyeahh... Something like that
He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat
*She steps out, engulfing in white flames for a moment, incinerating the bacteria.*
Not my most prideful findā¦
*She picks up the dead rat, inspecting it*
Ooh, look. Extra teeth.
*She extends the rat to him*
He leans back, baring his teeth for a moment before subtly forcing it into a smile, looking up at octavius
I'd rather not touch that thing, actually.
He steps back slightly, putting his arms behind his back
... Uh, what are you?
*She steps forward, grinning back*
What? Itās only a little rodent. See?
*She uses a thumb to wave itās paw*
Heās saying hello! Very friendlyā¦
*Sighing, she places the rodent in the pocket of her satchel*
Iām a demon. Rawr. Fear me.
*She takes note of his similarly blackened eyes and ghastly pale skin*
I take it youāre not entirely normal either, hm?
He lets out a hiss of protest, glaring at the rat. His face returns to a neutral expression as he looks back up at Tav when she puts it away
I figured you'd be something else. Your smell is familiar, though. You've been somewhere I've been. But you don't smell human. Much less look it.
He stares her in the eye, not having blinked the entire time
You could say that.
Well, yeah, Iām some sort of mix. Celestial, to be precise. Not quite compatible with the demonic side, alasā¦
*She points to her blackened veins*
Nice catch, most think Iām some imp commoner. They truly must visit Inferno more oftenā¦
*She looks back up, then around again, glancing to her satchel*
Iām probably taking up your time, arenāt I? I talk quite a bit, though I cannot really stop when the conversationās startedā
Yes, you are actually. Goodbye.
He continues to hold his hands behind his back uncomfortably, but as he takes a step to begin walking away, he enters a lighter area that illuminates a rather large amount of blood on the bottom of his pant-legs and boots
(We can say this before she was kidnapped)
*Sheās collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*
He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius
He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself
*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*
Oh- apologies, I didnāt see you down there
*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*
Ughā¦humans just throw anything in the trash nowā¦
He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture
Yyyeahh... Something like that
He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat
*She steps out, engulfing in white flames for a moment, incinerating the bacteria.*
Not my most prideful findā¦
*She picks up the dead rat, inspecting it*
Ooh, look. Extra teeth.
*She extends the rat to him*
He leans back, baring his teeth for a moment before subtly forcing it into a smile, looking up at octavius
I'd rather not touch that thing, actually.
He steps back slightly, putting his arms behind his back
... Uh, what are you?
*She steps forward, grinning back*
What? Itās only a little rodent. See?
*She uses a thumb to wave itās paw*
Heās saying hello! Very friendlyā¦
*Sighing, she places the rodent in the pocket of her satchel*
Iām a demon. Rawr. Fear me.
*She takes note of his similarly blackened eyes and ghastly pale skin*
I take it youāre not entirely normal either, hm?
He lets out a hiss of protest, glaring at the rat. His face returns to a neutral expression as he looks back up at Tav when she puts it away
I figured you'd be something else. Your smell is familiar, though. You've been somewhere I've been. But you don't smell human. Much less look it.
He stares her in the eye, not having blinked the entire time
You could say that.
(We can say this before she was kidnapped)
*Sheās collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*
He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius
He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself
*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*
Oh- apologies, I didnāt see you down there
*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*
Ughā¦humans just throw anything in the trash nowā¦
He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture
Yyyeahh... Something like that
He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat
*She steps out, engulfing in white flames for a moment, incinerating the bacteria.*
Not my most prideful findā¦
*She picks up the dead rat, inspecting it*
Ooh, look. Extra teeth.
*She extends the rat to him*
He leans back, baring his teeth for a moment before subtly forcing it into a smile, looking up at octavius
I'd rather not touch that thing, actually.
He steps back slightly, putting his arms behind his back
... Uh, what are you?
(We can say this before she was kidnapped)
*Sheās collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*
He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius
He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself
*She throws random items out, nearly hitting him with a dead rat, hopping out*
Oh- apologies, I didnāt see you down there
*She looks around, shaking the grime off her wings*
Ughā¦humans just throw anything in the trash nowā¦
He dodges the rat and pauses, standing almost unnaturally still for a moment before straightening his posture
Yyyeahh... Something like that
He scrunches his nose up a bit at the smell of the garbage, looking her up and down as if assessing whether or not she is a threat
(We can say this before she was kidnapped)
*Sheās collecting more bones, very enthralled in dumpster diving*
He walks down the alleyway (I'm assuming this is in an alleyway), fixing the collar and sleeves of his coat while trying to remain out of sight when he spots Octavius
He slows down, walking as quietly as possible to avoid drawing any attention to himself
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
*shrugs*
Fair enough, Iām not judging.
I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?
*drily*
I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.
He nods
I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me
*snaps*
Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!
*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*
It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.
*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*
He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before
I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".
*shrugs*
I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.
And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.
Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...
He laughs, relaxing again a little
Ah. Yeah. That'd do it.
Ironically, I was in the building I first burnt down as well...
I...I take it you're immortal if you survived, or no?
Nnnope. Just very lucky. Got trapped under some rubble, but my... "Friend" Found me and I mostly just got out of it all with a bad back. I was meant to run straight out before it collapsed but I got caught up.
Are you uh, immortal? I've heard chatter around but I don't exactly know the details
*raises eyebrows*
Oh you're not? Huh. I see...
Yeah, I am. But I wasn't always-or-well-I guess I was, most of the time? I just didn't realize it.
I take it you're not fully uh.. "human", then?
He sits on the bench and crosses his legs, still looking at Savi unblinkingly
*looks at Ahchah for a moment, then back at his invention*
That would be an accurate assumption.
Good to know.
He stands up
Well, I'm sure I've wasted enough of your time already. Good luck with your... Inventing things, and whatnot.
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
*shrugs*
Fair enough, Iām not judging.
I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?
*drily*
I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.
He nods
I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me
*snaps*
Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!
*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*
It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.
*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*
He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before
I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".
*shrugs*
I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.
And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.
Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...
He laughs, relaxing again a little
Ah. Yeah. That'd do it.
Ironically, I was in the building I first burnt down as well...
I...I take it you're immortal if you survived, or no?
Nnnope. Just very lucky. Got trapped under some rubble, but my... "Friend" Found me and I mostly just got out of it all with a bad back. I was meant to run straight out before it collapsed but I got caught up.
Are you uh, immortal? I've heard chatter around but I don't exactly know the details
*raises eyebrows*
Oh you're not? Huh. I see...
Yeah, I am. But I wasn't always-or-well-I guess I was, most of the time? I just didn't realize it.
I take it you're not fully uh.. "human", then?
He sits on the bench and crosses his legs, still looking at Savi unblinkingly
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
*shrugs*
Fair enough, Iām not judging.
I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?
*drily*
I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.
He nods
I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me
*snaps*
Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!
*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*
It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.
*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*
He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before
I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".
*shrugs*
I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.
And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.
Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...
He laughs, relaxing again a little
Ah. Yeah. That'd do it.
Ironically, I was in the building I first burnt down as well...
I...I take it you're immortal if you survived, or no?
Nnnope. Just very lucky. Got trapped under some rubble, but my... "Friend" Found me and I mostly just got out of it all with a bad back. I was meant to run straight out before it collapsed but I got caught up.
Are you uh, immortal? I've heard chatter around but I don't exactly know the details
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
*shrugs*
Fair enough, Iām not judging.
I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?
*drily*
I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.
He nods
I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me
*snaps*
Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!
*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*
It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.
*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*
He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before
I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".
*shrugs*
I mean I have good associations with it, I guess.
And clearly you have not-so-good ones, so it makes sense you wouldn't enjoy it.
Yeah. I found it helps to be outside of the building when it comes down. Not that I had much of a choice, but you know...
He laughs, relaxing again a little
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
*shrugs*
Fair enough, Iām not judging.
I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?
*drily*
I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.
He nods
I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me
*snaps*
Not just destroying buildings, burning them to the ground!
*eyes glow with a sort of nostalgic, obsessive pleasure*
It's an absolutely lovely experience that's very underrated. You should try it if you haven't. But maybe you have to be a certain type of person to see the point.
*shakes head and goes back to tinkering with his invention*
He sits up straight at that, still smiling but without any of the amusement before
I have. Once. Didn't end well for me, admittedly, but I'm curious as to what you mean by "a certain type of person".
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
*shrugs*
Fair enough, Iām not judging.
I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?
*drily*
I burn buildings, I steal, I kill people, I torture people, I take people hostage, I delight in all of it, aaand I have superpowers. So. That basically sums it up I think.
He nods
I see, I see. I've done a few of those things myself, never seen the point in destroying buildings though. Seems like a waste to me
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
*shrugs*
Fair enough, Iām not judging.
I do apologise for all of these questions, but I have to ask.. what makes you a supervillain? How are you "evil", per se? What do you do?
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
*looks up again*
Mm, kinda is.
Fine. We got into a fight because I stabbed him with a toothpick.
He was trying to steal my food so it was warranted though
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
*raises an eyebrow*
Why did your brother throw you out of a window?
That's not important.
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?
Just one, and just one is fucking enough!
That's fair enough.
He laughs and then thinks for a moment
Once I got blamed for breaking a window.
...That had broken because my brother threw me out of it. Heh.
Ahchah steps into the room quietly, meandering around and looking at things
Soooo... Supervillain, was it?
ā @the-prince-offical
*frowns, then tilts head back* Yes...
How are you finding things here? Is something wrong?
No no, nothing's wrong, and I'm finding everything quite fine. Thank you.
Turns to face him
I just came to... Apologise for getting off on the wrong foot when we first met, is all. I can't say I was being my best self by any means
He gives him a reasonably friendly smile, leaning his shoulder on the wall
*raising an eyebrow* Alright...
Apology accepted then.
Great!
He claps his hands together
Anyway... What actually is this place? What do you do here?
It. It is a lair. You know, because Iām a supervillain and all.
*looks back at the thing he was tinkering with in his hands*
Right, right.
He leans on the table, looking over savi's shoulder at whatever he's he's holding with a sort of animal-esque curiosity
What's that?
*blinks and looks up*
Itāsā¦an invention.
His face drops to a disappointed expression for a moment, before turning back to one of intrigue
Well yes, I can see that. What does it do?
*takes a breath*
It turns people into animals. And vice versa. Iām trying to figure out how I made itā¦
His eyes light up
Oooooo......
Can it.. do the opposite of that? Turn people human, or is it a one-way trip? What happens if you use it on someoneā or, well, somethingā that isn't human? Does it work with genetics or is it more...... What's the word. Magic-y?
No, it could turn someone human. It-it is genetics, I believe. Wouldnāt be magic. The problem is simply that I canāt remember making it.
Maybe you.. didn't? Make it?
He tilts his head to one side
Oh I definitely did, my mind was just in aā¦weird space then. So Iām trying to remember how.
Hm. Fair enough
Shrug
So... what's your story?
What, you mean how I got in a weird mental space then?
You donāt want to know.
I was talking more just your story in general but now I'm very, very interested...
*curtly*
Yeah, well, my terribly traumatic backstory isnāt something I share.
And I mean it about the story behind this machine-you donāt want to know. It has to do with sentient pineapples. Thatās all Iāll give you.
*fidgets with the invention a bit more*
You can't just say something about sentient talking pineapples and not continue! And c'mon, I'll share some of mine in return
He tilts his head to the other side, smiling
*looks back up narrows his eyes*
Weāll see about that last part.
But essentially a pineapple demigod turned me into a burger, and I had to somehow build an invention to bring myself back to normal. But-I-I canāt entirely remember how I did it.
*grins*
You know, being a burger and all.
*goes back to tinkering*
He smiles even wider, seemingly rather amused
So.. there are magic pineapples here? Or is it just one?