baphobarbie:
JULIE ( AND HER BAND ) EXISTED IN STARK CONTRAST TO DETHKLOK, IT WOULD SEEM. similar enough genres, different ideals. far different.
❝ well, i don’t think that’s anyway to live — you end up alone at the end of the day. no one wants to be around the selfish for very long. ask my mother. ❞ she’s blunt, still smiling vaguely ; even offering up another short-lived laugh. chipped polish fingers dig through her purse for a lighter, and tin of cigarettes.
❝ y’mind terribly if i smoke ?? ❞ her fingers tap impatiently on the tin’s surface, doe eyes focused back on him.
"We all dies alones anyways. Why makes livin's so differents?" Better for Toki to be alone anyway. If he made too many friends outside of Dethklok, they would wind up dead one by miserable one. No one stuck around Toki for long; no one could stick around him for long.
Besides, what use did a god have for mortal company? He wanted to be liked. He wanted to fall in love. He would deny it to the grave.
Shrugging, Toki reached into his pocket and offered her a quarter. "Don't minds one bits. You feels like sharin's?" He half-grinned at her, brows raised.
