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@your-average-hyde
Ow, fuck, my pussy!
guys... im officially engaged to @youraveragehydefan ! you're all invited to the wedding!!!! @galansu you are my best man
love you, babe! 💋💋💋 #love
W-WHAT.......NO........THIS CAN'T BE........I THOUGHT......WHAT WE HAD WAS SPECIAL,,, LICEBEAM.....YOU TOOK MY LAST NAME AND EVERYTHING...........
You are dead to me after you REFUSED TO MOD ME!!! die die die die die!!!
b-but...you thweatened to....abwuse it....honey sweetie darling beam... 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
hey... back off... she's my girl... 🐺🐺🐺
you mean your they
I think i know my chick better than you, bub!
@licebeam confirm or deny
er, whatever he says! haha! he knows me better than I know myself sometimes, lol!
licebeam you need to kill.
im here too!
As am I, other Master Hyde.
dieeee die die die die!!!
guys... im officially engaged to @youraveragehydefan ! you're all invited to the wedding!!!! @galansu you are my best man
love you, babe! 💋💋💋 #love
W-WHAT.......NO........THIS CAN'T BE........I THOUGHT......WHAT WE HAD WAS SPECIAL,,, LICEBEAM.....YOU TOOK MY LAST NAME AND EVERYTHING...........
You are dead to me after you REFUSED TO MOD ME!!! die die die die die!!!
b-but...you thweatened to....abwuse it....honey sweetie darling beam... 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
hey... back off... she's my girl... 🐺🐺🐺
you mean your they
I think i know my chick better than you, bub!
@licebeam confirm or deny
er, whatever he says! haha! he knows me better than I know myself sometimes, lol!
licebeam you need to kill.
im here too!
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He stepped forward.
What do you mean by that? "Beating up butlers"? What kind of monster do you take me for? You think I just beat up my butlers for fun? If I did that, I'd be some sort of villain!
He grabbed your shirt collar.
I don't think I like your tone. "I'll let you help me"? Listen, listen. You sound like an arrogant prick.
Hyde knew he was also arrogant. But not on the level that he thought his most valuable people were disposable punching bags.
Fix your tone. Fix your attitude. Or leave.
He tried to squirm away, to no avail. He looked up at him with a forced smile.
But they deserve it! That crazy little Charleston and... Poole.
His eyes shot down as he spoke the latter butler's name.
Poole... he's a bastard, can't you see that? Put him in his place before he leaves you, just like he left me!
He snarled.
You had better shut your mouth before you say something you'll regret. I don't care what happened with your Poole. I don't care that your nasty attitude probably chased him away. I will not stand for the slander of my most important men.
He was not joking around.
He looked back up at him.
Come on, you really respect them? They're just servants! You can't just let them do whatever they want! They deserve punishment!
He couldn't understand what the other Hyde wasn't getting! He was warning him, can't he see that?
He had enough. He pushed you over, knocking you against the wall.
What don't you get?! You're not gonna get through to me! I have decency to treat people like people, you idiot! You...grah! Take this!
He threw a vial of some sort of substance on you, and it splashed and absorbed into your body...you found yourself shrinking, getting furrier...your hands morphing into small claws...and fur sprouted on your body...
...you were now a little mole.
What the hell did you–!?
...But he was cut off before he could finish. He was now, indeed, a small mole. Thoughts screamed through his head, but he couldn't seem to vocalize them. The next best thing? He decided to start clawing through the other Hyde's shoe furiously.
Ack! What the?!
He quickly picked you up, cupping you in his hands so you couldn't ruin his shoe. He then dangled you out of the window sill.
Listen, idiot! Stop squirming and listen for once, ok?! You need a serious talking to. Why can't you think about anyone besides yourself? What is it gonna take to make you realize that other people matter?? How would you feel if you were Poole? Would you have left yourself??
...
He shrieked, bit your hand and began clawing at it. He managed to poke his head out of the fingers that trapped him before being met with almost certain death. He retreated back into the hand.
He opened his hands up, holding you up from the skin behind your neck while dangling you, glaring at you.
I know you understand me. How can someone that's supposed to be me be so rotten? Why are you so selfish and horrible? Answer me!
...it looked funny, this (generally) sophisticated adult man yelling at a tiny mole.
He tried to speak, but all that came out was a small squeaking sound. He had stopped struggling by now as the threat of death loomed beneath him. He was visibly distressed from the height of the potential fall, and the questioning was just making it worse.
His eyes widened, realizing it was futile to speak with a mole.
Oh...uhhh...shoot. I should have thought this through.
He took you away from the window, slumping against the wall and holding you in his lap.
Well, I'm still frustrated with you. Don't think that I'm not just because I'm not dangling you anymore. But I guess I'll have to wait before I get any answers...
He kept his hands cupped around your little body, except for your head so he could continue to glare at you.
Now safely away from imminent death, he began to squirm again. With the way he was being held, he couldn't quite bite the hands trapping him, and his claws were held still in their grasp. He squeaked as loud as he could, making obnoxious sounds that filled the laboratory.
Man, what are you even trying to do? Where are you gonna go like this?
He laughed a bit.
You're like a tiny little...well, I don't have an analogy right now. But you're like a little digging thing...like a...mole. Wait, you are a mole. Shit! I am so bad at this. What am I even doing right now. I'm holding a mole that's also myself that I hate. This is so dumb. i want to understand what your deal is, but I had to throw that shit on you, didn't I? What do I do?? What can I do??
He was going back and forth, his thoughts scattered all over the place...his grip loosened subconsciously.
Feeling the grip around him loosen, he quickly pushed through the fingers and fell out of the hands holding him, jumping onto the floor and rushing out of the room.
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He stepped forward.
What do you mean by that? "Beating up butlers"? What kind of monster do you take me for? You think I just beat up my butlers for fun? If I did that, I'd be some sort of villain!
He grabbed your shirt collar.
I don't think I like your tone. "I'll let you help me"? Listen, listen. You sound like an arrogant prick.
Hyde knew he was also arrogant. But not on the level that he thought his most valuable people were disposable punching bags.
Fix your tone. Fix your attitude. Or leave.
He tried to squirm away, to no avail. He looked up at him with a forced smile.
But they deserve it! That crazy little Charleston and... Poole.
His eyes shot down as he spoke the latter butler's name.
Poole... he's a bastard, can't you see that? Put him in his place before he leaves you, just like he left me!
He snarled.
You had better shut your mouth before you say something you'll regret. I don't care what happened with your Poole. I don't care that your nasty attitude probably chased him away. I will not stand for the slander of my most important men.
He was not joking around.
He looked back up at him.
Come on, you really respect them? They're just servants! You can't just let them do whatever they want! They deserve punishment!
He couldn't understand what the other Hyde wasn't getting! He was warning him, can't he see that?
He had enough. He pushed you over, knocking you against the wall.
What don't you get?! You're not gonna get through to me! I have decency to treat people like people, you idiot! You...grah! Take this!
He threw a vial of some sort of substance on you, and it splashed and absorbed into your body...you found yourself shrinking, getting furrier...your hands morphing into small claws...and fur sprouted on your body...
...you were now a little mole.
What the hell did you–!?
...But he was cut off before he could finish. He was now, indeed, a small mole. Thoughts screamed through his head, but he couldn't seem to vocalize them. The next best thing? He decided to start clawing through the other Hyde's shoe furiously.
Ack! What the?!
He quickly picked you up, cupping you in his hands so you couldn't ruin his shoe. He then dangled you out of the window sill.
Listen, idiot! Stop squirming and listen for once, ok?! You need a serious talking to. Why can't you think about anyone besides yourself? What is it gonna take to make you realize that other people matter?? How would you feel if you were Poole? Would you have left yourself??
...
He shrieked, bit your hand and began clawing at it. He managed to poke his head out of the fingers that trapped him before being met with almost certain death. He retreated back into the hand.
He opened his hands up, holding you up from the skin behind your neck while dangling you, glaring at you.
I know you understand me. How can someone that's supposed to be me be so rotten? Why are you so selfish and horrible? Answer me!
...it looked funny, this (generally) sophisticated adult man yelling at a tiny mole.
He tried to speak, but all that came out was a small squeaking sound. He had stopped struggling by now as the threat of death loomed beneath him. He was visibly distressed from the height of the potential fall, and the questioning was just making it worse.
His eyes widened, realizing it was futile to speak with a mole.
Oh...uhhh...shoot. I should have thought this through.
He took you away from the window, slumping against the wall and holding you in his lap.
Well, I'm still frustrated with you. Don't think that I'm not just because I'm not dangling you anymore. But I guess I'll have to wait before I get any answers...
He kept his hands cupped around your little body, except for your head so he could continue to glare at you.
Now safely away from imminent death, he began to squirm again. With the way he was being held, he couldn't quite bite the hands trapping him, and his claws were held still in their grasp. He squeaked as loud as he could, making obnoxious sounds that filled the laboratory.
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He stepped forward.
What do you mean by that? "Beating up butlers"? What kind of monster do you take me for? You think I just beat up my butlers for fun? If I did that, I'd be some sort of villain!
He grabbed your shirt collar.
I don't think I like your tone. "I'll let you help me"? Listen, listen. You sound like an arrogant prick.
Hyde knew he was also arrogant. But not on the level that he thought his most valuable people were disposable punching bags.
Fix your tone. Fix your attitude. Or leave.
He tried to squirm away, to no avail. He looked up at him with a forced smile.
But they deserve it! That crazy little Charleston and... Poole.
His eyes shot down as he spoke the latter butler's name.
Poole... he's a bastard, can't you see that? Put him in his place before he leaves you, just like he left me!
He snarled.
You had better shut your mouth before you say something you'll regret. I don't care what happened with your Poole. I don't care that your nasty attitude probably chased him away. I will not stand for the slander of my most important men.
He was not joking around.
He looked back up at him.
Come on, you really respect them? They're just servants! You can't just let them do whatever they want! They deserve punishment!
He couldn't understand what the other Hyde wasn't getting! He was warning him, can't he see that?
He had enough. He pushed you over, knocking you against the wall.
What don't you get?! You're not gonna get through to me! I have decency to treat people like people, you idiot! You...grah! Take this!
He threw a vial of some sort of substance on you, and it splashed and absorbed into your body...you found yourself shrinking, getting furrier...your hands morphing into small claws...and fur sprouted on your body...
...you were now a little mole.
What the hell did you–!?
...But he was cut off before he could finish. He was now, indeed, a small mole. Thoughts screamed through his head, but he couldn't seem to vocalize them. The next best thing? He decided to start clawing through the other Hyde's shoe furiously.
Ack! What the?!
He quickly picked you up, cupping you in his hands so you couldn't ruin his shoe. He then dangled you out of the window sill.
Listen, idiot! Stop squirming and listen for once, ok?! You need a serious talking to. Why can't you think about anyone besides yourself? What is it gonna take to make you realize that other people matter?? How would you feel if you were Poole? Would you have left yourself??
...
He shrieked, bit your hand and began clawing at it. He managed to poke his head out of the fingers that trapped him before being met with almost certain death. He retreated back into the hand.
He opened his hands up, holding you up from the skin behind your neck while dangling you, glaring at you.
I know you understand me. How can someone that's supposed to be me be so rotten? Why are you so selfish and horrible? Answer me!
...it looked funny, this (generally) sophisticated adult man yelling at a tiny mole.
He tried to speak, but all that came out was a small squeaking sound. He had stopped struggling by now as the threat of death loomed beneath him. He was visibly distressed from the height of the potential fall, and the questioning was just making it worse.
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He stepped forward.
What do you mean by that? "Beating up butlers"? What kind of monster do you take me for? You think I just beat up my butlers for fun? If I did that, I'd be some sort of villain!
He grabbed your shirt collar.
I don't think I like your tone. "I'll let you help me"? Listen, listen. You sound like an arrogant prick.
Hyde knew he was also arrogant. But not on the level that he thought his most valuable people were disposable punching bags.
Fix your tone. Fix your attitude. Or leave.
He tried to squirm away, to no avail. He looked up at him with a forced smile.
But they deserve it! That crazy little Charleston and... Poole.
His eyes shot down as he spoke the latter butler's name.
Poole... he's a bastard, can't you see that? Put him in his place before he leaves you, just like he left me!
He snarled.
You had better shut your mouth before you say something you'll regret. I don't care what happened with your Poole. I don't care that your nasty attitude probably chased him away. I will not stand for the slander of my most important men.
He was not joking around.
He looked back up at him.
Come on, you really respect them? They're just servants! You can't just let them do whatever they want! They deserve punishment!
He couldn't understand what the other Hyde wasn't getting! He was warning him, can't he see that?
He had enough. He pushed you over, knocking you against the wall.
What don't you get?! You're not gonna get through to me! I have decency to treat people like people, you idiot! You...grah! Take this!
He threw a vial of some sort of substance on you, and it splashed and absorbed into your body...you found yourself shrinking, getting furrier...your hands morphing into small claws...and fur sprouted on your body...
...you were now a little mole.
What the hell did you–!?
...But he was cut off before he could finish. He was now, indeed, a small mole. Thoughts screamed through his head, but he couldn't seem to vocalize them. The next best thing? He decided to start clawing through the other Hyde's shoe furiously.
Ack! What the?!
He quickly picked you up, cupping you in his hands so you couldn't ruin his shoe. He then dangled you out of the window sill.
Listen, idiot! Stop squirming and listen for once, ok?! You need a serious talking to. Why can't you think about anyone besides yourself? What is it gonna take to make you realize that other people matter?? How would you feel if you were Poole? Would you have left yourself??
...
He shrieked, bit your hand and began clawing at it. He managed to poke his head out of the fingers that trapped him before being met with almost certain death. He retreated back into the hand.
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He stepped forward.
What do you mean by that? "Beating up butlers"? What kind of monster do you take me for? You think I just beat up my butlers for fun? If I did that, I'd be some sort of villain!
He grabbed your shirt collar.
I don't think I like your tone. "I'll let you help me"? Listen, listen. You sound like an arrogant prick.
Hyde knew he was also arrogant. But not on the level that he thought his most valuable people were disposable punching bags.
Fix your tone. Fix your attitude. Or leave.
He tried to squirm away, to no avail. He looked up at him with a forced smile.
But they deserve it! That crazy little Charleston and... Poole.
His eyes shot down as he spoke the latter butler's name.
Poole... he's a bastard, can't you see that? Put him in his place before he leaves you, just like he left me!
He snarled.
You had better shut your mouth before you say something you'll regret. I don't care what happened with your Poole. I don't care that your nasty attitude probably chased him away. I will not stand for the slander of my most important men.
He was not joking around.
He looked back up at him.
Come on, you really respect them? They're just servants! You can't just let them do whatever they want! They deserve punishment!
He couldn't understand what the other Hyde wasn't getting! He was warning him, can't he see that?
He had enough. He pushed you over, knocking you against the wall.
What don't you get?! You're not gonna get through to me! I have decency to treat people like people, you idiot! You...grah! Take this!
He threw a vial of some sort of substance on you, and it splashed and absorbed into your body...you found yourself shrinking, getting furrier...your hands morphing into small claws...and fur sprouted on your body...
...you were now a little mole.
What the hell did you–!?
...But he was cut off before he could finish. He was now, indeed, a small mole. Thoughts screamed through his head, but he couldn't seem to vocalize them. The next best thing? He decided to start clawing through the other Hyde's shoe furiously.
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He stepped forward.
What do you mean by that? "Beating up butlers"? What kind of monster do you take me for? You think I just beat up my butlers for fun? If I did that, I'd be some sort of villain!
He grabbed your shirt collar.
I don't think I like your tone. "I'll let you help me"? Listen, listen. You sound like an arrogant prick.
Hyde knew he was also arrogant. But not on the level that he thought his most valuable people were disposable punching bags.
Fix your tone. Fix your attitude. Or leave.
He tried to squirm away, to no avail. He looked up at him with a forced smile.
But they deserve it! That crazy little Charleston and... Poole.
His eyes shot down as he spoke the latter butler's name.
Poole... he's a bastard, can't you see that? Put him in his place before he leaves you, just like he left me!
He snarled.
You had better shut your mouth before you say something you'll regret. I don't care what happened with your Poole. I don't care that your nasty attitude probably chased him away. I will not stand for the slander of my most important men.
He was not joking around.
He looked back up at him.
Come on, you really respect them? They're just servants! You can't just let them do whatever they want! They deserve punishment!
He couldn't understand what the other Hyde wasn't getting! He was warning him, can't he see that?
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He stepped forward.
What do you mean by that? "Beating up butlers"? What kind of monster do you take me for? You think I just beat up my butlers for fun? If I did that, I'd be some sort of villain!
He grabbed your shirt collar.
I don't think I like your tone. "I'll let you help me"? Listen, listen. You sound like an arrogant prick.
Hyde knew he was also arrogant. But not on the level that he thought his most valuable people were disposable punching bags.
Fix your tone. Fix your attitude. Or leave.
He tried to squirm away, to no avail. He looked up at him with a forced smile.
But they deserve it! That crazy little Charleston and... Poole.
His eyes shot down as he spoke the latter butler's name.
Poole... he's a bastard, can't you see that? Put him in his place before he leaves you, just like he left me!
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
He loomed over you.
Listen, idiot. You wanna threaten ME?? Looking like that?? All short and dumb? And in my own house?? I'll call my boy Oliver on your bitch ass if you try anything! He'll mess you up!!
He flashed his sharp teeth, eye twitching and demeanor no longer lighthearted.
Or hell, maybe I'll let you be my newest test subject! I got a bunch of reject serums that I'm itching to try out! So how about you leave before I make you want to leave?
He took a step back, heart picking up. He tightened his grip on his cane.
Fine then! I'll let you help me! How's that sound? Just two Hydes... beating up some butlers... doesn't that sound fun?
He smirked.
Hah! Jekyll wishes he could keep secrets from me!
He took a step towards him. His smirk faltered as he crossed his arms.
And I'm an "asshole" because I've had less than enjoyable experiences with other Hydes. And so far you aren't seeming any less annoying. So unless you can prove that you won't be a nuisance, I'm not going to pretend to like you.
@your-average-hyde
I don't need your stupid pretending. But you know what you can do for me, actually?
He grinned, his front teeth prominent and goofy.
You can leave! This is my house!! And if you have a problem with me, I'll have you thrown out!! Myahahahaha!
If Jekyll was still here, he'd be disappointed.
Leave? Are you kidding me? Not when there are servants in this house that need a good wacking!
He got even closer.
And don't you dare even think about stopping me.
First off all, I don't have a damn clue who Charleston is. And I don't see why I should respect someone who totally overreacted and didn't let me get my revenge.
He picks up the vial, uncorking it.
Second of all, my Poole is a damn bastard who left me! I have no respect for people that can't handle me!
@your-average-hyde
He quickly snatched it away.
Your Poole left you? Gee, I wonder why.
He scolded him like a child.
You need to have more respect for people, and then maybe, they'd respect you. If you didn't immediately assume everyone you met was beneath you, then maybe you'd have kindness returned to you. See how I offered you the opportunity of being able to cure yourself, but you've gone and disrespected the people close to me? Now you don't get the cure until you at least try to act nice.
Wha–? Hey! Give that back!
He reached for the vial, but his short stature made it easy to keep away from him.
I don't need to respect anyone! I am above all of you because I am truly free! Poole just... couldn't see that. Bastard was horrified... He was one of the only people who knew of my condition...
He was shocked to hear that.
You...he was...horrified?
He softened, getting eye level with him.
...you...you're not above others. Whatever form you may be in, Edward...you're still Henry. You're still...whatever variation of me there is. I know being Edward is freeing...but it's not completely free. You do understand that, don't you...? That you're still the same, regardless of form...?
He takes a step back. He felt patronized.
Agh! I don't need your sentimentalities or your lectures! And I am not Henry! You know NOTHING about me! Now give me back my thing!
Henry looked away, feeling like he couldn't get through to you...
...but maybe...he could...?
He walked away from you, going to a locked drawer in his desk, slowly turning the key and removing a red vial from inside.
...I think you'd understand better if you spoke with someone...a little more like you. Someone like...
...he quickly drank it down.
He took a step back, recognizing what was happening. He watched as the transformation took hold.
Wow... so that's what that looks like, huh? Awesome...
He poked at the transforming Jekyll with his cane.
He convulsed on the ground, red liquid coming from his mouth. It was hard to tell if it was from the mysterious serum or if it was blood. Poking him with your cane made him yell out in pain. You watched his skin blister and bubble into something new, his teeth becoming sharper and his red curly hair darkening and straightening. Soon, you were met with Edward Hyde...as if you haven't met one already. He was curled up on the ground, eyes wide, staring at nothing, and twitching slightly. He seemed a bit out of it after that painful transformation.
Ugh.. not another me. I've had enough of them for one lifetime.
He poked him again, this time on the forehead.
Hellooo...? You in there?
...
He seemed to realize something. While the other Hyde was out of it, he quickly went and grabbed the cure.
Hyde was still out of it, just twitching and staring out lifelessly...if you didn't hear his staggered breathing, you could have assumed he was dead...he was in a small pool of that red liquid, just...laying there...it looked wrong. Did something go wrong with the serum?
He drank the cure, his body FINALLY ridding itself of the bug bites.
About time...
He leaned down, poking his finger in the red liquid.
Is it the serum, or...?
He debated putting it in his mouth to test it, before he wiped it on his cape.
...Ugh. Pathetic. Can't even handle his own damn potion. Good thing for me, I guess. At least I don't have to talk to yet another me.
...
He stood in silence for a few moments, before kneeling down and shaking the other Hyde.
Hey! Snap out of it!
...but his body didn't react, just limply being shaken by you like some kind of doll...at least, not for the next few minutes. After that, he sharply inhaled before looking at you.
A-ack!
He coughed up a little more red liquid before putting a hand over his chest.
Damn it, that hurt so bad...it never hurts that bad...oww...
He shook off the feeling, looking at you with a mischievous grin of sharp fangs like nothing even happened.
Heya! The name's Mr. Hyde, and you are...?
He jumped back, surprised at the sudden sound and movement.
Ugh! About time you got up! And don't act like you don't remember me. In your own words, "you're still the same, regardless of form." So why don't you stop playing pretend and explain to me what just happened to you?
He cocked his head, clearly confused...
You know Henry...? Did he seriously transform in front of you?? And he didn't tell me he had a badass friend! Why would he hide this from me?!
He snorted, holding out his hand to shake yours.
Henry's a bit mistaken with that information he gave you, buddy. We're the same in terms of, like, morals and stuff...and we do share the same memories, up until we split...but besides that, we're pretty separate in the small things, like our friends and like...I dunno what else...but as for what happened...
He grimaced, remembering it.
I think the serum came up the wrong way...it hurt really bad, and my vision went completely out...then it felt like I was in a dream...? But I can't really remember what it was about. Maybe it's for the better. I'm kinda glad you woke me up, or I probably would have been out of it for a while...
Damn. Remind me to not wake you up next time. You seem like a chore. And I am not your Jekyll's friend. I'm no one's friend.
He slapped his hand away.
And what do you mean you don't share memories anymore? My Jekyll and I do. Maybe your serum is just worse than ours.
First off all, I don't have a damn clue who Charleston is. And I don't see why I should respect someone who totally overreacted and didn't let me get my revenge.
He picks up the vial, uncorking it.
Second of all, my Poole is a damn bastard who left me! I have no respect for people that can't handle me!
@your-average-hyde
He quickly snatched it away.
Your Poole left you? Gee, I wonder why.
He scolded him like a child.
You need to have more respect for people, and then maybe, they'd respect you. If you didn't immediately assume everyone you met was beneath you, then maybe you'd have kindness returned to you. See how I offered you the opportunity of being able to cure yourself, but you've gone and disrespected the people close to me? Now you don't get the cure until you at least try to act nice.
Wha–? Hey! Give that back!
He reached for the vial, but his short stature made it easy to keep away from him.
I don't need to respect anyone! I am above all of you because I am truly free! Poole just... couldn't see that. Bastard was horrified... He was one of the only people who knew of my condition...
He was shocked to hear that.
You...he was...horrified?
He softened, getting eye level with him.
...you...you're not above others. Whatever form you may be in, Edward...you're still Henry. You're still...whatever variation of me there is. I know being Edward is freeing...but it's not completely free. You do understand that, don't you...? That you're still the same, regardless of form...?
He takes a step back. He felt patronized.
Agh! I don't need your sentimentalities or your lectures! And I am not Henry! You know NOTHING about me! Now give me back my thing!
Henry looked away, feeling like he couldn't get through to you...
...but maybe...he could...?
He walked away from you, going to a locked drawer in his desk, slowly turning the key and removing a red vial from inside.
...I think you'd understand better if you spoke with someone...a little more like you. Someone like...
...he quickly drank it down.
He took a step back, recognizing what was happening. He watched as the transformation took hold.
Wow... so that's what that looks like, huh? Awesome...
He poked at the transforming Jekyll with his cane.
He convulsed on the ground, red liquid coming from his mouth. It was hard to tell if it was from the mysterious serum or if it was blood. Poking him with your cane made him yell out in pain. You watched his skin blister and bubble into something new, his teeth becoming sharper and his red curly hair darkening and straightening. Soon, you were met with Edward Hyde...as if you haven't met one already. He was curled up on the ground, eyes wide, staring at nothing, and twitching slightly. He seemed a bit out of it after that painful transformation.
Ugh.. not another me. I've had enough of them for one lifetime.
He poked him again, this time on the forehead.
Hellooo...? You in there?
...
He seemed to realize something. While the other Hyde was out of it, he quickly went and grabbed the cure.
Hyde was still out of it, just twitching and staring out lifelessly...if you didn't hear his staggered breathing, you could have assumed he was dead...he was in a small pool of that red liquid, just...laying there...it looked wrong. Did something go wrong with the serum?
He drank the cure, his body FINALLY ridding itself of the bug bites.
About time...
He leaned down, poking his finger in the red liquid.
Is it the serum, or...?
He debated putting it in his mouth to test it, before he wiped it on his cape.
...Ugh. Pathetic. Can't even handle his own damn potion. Good thing for me, I guess. At least I don't have to talk to yet another me.
...
He stood in silence for a few moments, before kneeling down and shaking the other Hyde.
Hey! Snap out of it!
...but his body didn't react, just limply being shaken by you like some kind of doll...at least, not for the next few minutes. After that, he sharply inhaled before looking at you.
A-ack!
He coughed up a little more red liquid before putting a hand over his chest.
Damn it, that hurt so bad...it never hurts that bad...oww...
He shook off the feeling, looking at you with a mischievous grin of sharp fangs like nothing even happened.
Heya! The name's Mr. Hyde, and you are...?
He jumped back, surprised at the sudden sound and movement.
Ugh! About time you got up! And don't act like you don't remember me. In your own words, "you're still the same, regardless of form." So why don't you stop playing pretend and explain to me what just happened to you?
First off all, I don't have a damn clue who Charleston is. And I don't see why I should respect someone who totally overreacted and didn't let me get my revenge.
He picks up the vial, uncorking it.
Second of all, my Poole is a damn bastard who left me! I have no respect for people that can't handle me!
@your-average-hyde
He quickly snatched it away.
Your Poole left you? Gee, I wonder why.
He scolded him like a child.
You need to have more respect for people, and then maybe, they'd respect you. If you didn't immediately assume everyone you met was beneath you, then maybe you'd have kindness returned to you. See how I offered you the opportunity of being able to cure yourself, but you've gone and disrespected the people close to me? Now you don't get the cure until you at least try to act nice.
Wha–? Hey! Give that back!
He reached for the vial, but his short stature made it easy to keep away from him.
I don't need to respect anyone! I am above all of you because I am truly free! Poole just... couldn't see that. Bastard was horrified... He was one of the only people who knew of my condition...
He was shocked to hear that.
You...he was...horrified?
He softened, getting eye level with him.
...you...you're not above others. Whatever form you may be in, Edward...you're still Henry. You're still...whatever variation of me there is. I know being Edward is freeing...but it's not completely free. You do understand that, don't you...? That you're still the same, regardless of form...?
He takes a step back. He felt patronized.
Agh! I don't need your sentimentalities or your lectures! And I am not Henry! You know NOTHING about me! Now give me back my thing!
Henry looked away, feeling like he couldn't get through to you...
...but maybe...he could...?
He walked away from you, going to a locked drawer in his desk, slowly turning the key and removing a red vial from inside.
...I think you'd understand better if you spoke with someone...a little more like you. Someone like...
...he quickly drank it down.
He took a step back, recognizing what was happening. He watched as the transformation took hold.
Wow... so that's what that looks like, huh? Awesome...
He poked at the transforming Jekyll with his cane.
He convulsed on the ground, red liquid coming from his mouth. It was hard to tell if it was from the mysterious serum or if it was blood. Poking him with your cane made him yell out in pain. You watched his skin blister and bubble into something new, his teeth becoming sharper and his red curly hair darkening and straightening. Soon, you were met with Edward Hyde...as if you haven't met one already. He was curled up on the ground, eyes wide, staring at nothing, and twitching slightly. He seemed a bit out of it after that painful transformation.
Ugh.. not another me. I've had enough of them for one lifetime.
He poked him again, this time on the forehead.
Hellooo...? You in there?
...
He seemed to realize something. While the other Hyde was out of it, he quickly went and grabbed the cure.
Hyde was still out of it, just twitching and staring out lifelessly...if you didn't hear his staggered breathing, you could have assumed he was dead...he was in a small pool of that red liquid, just...laying there...it looked wrong. Did something go wrong with the serum?
He drank the cure, his body FINALLY ridding itself of the bug bites.
About time...
He leaned down, poking his finger in the red liquid.
Is it the serum, or...?
He debated putting it in his mouth to test it, before he wiped it on his cape.
...Ugh. Pathetic. Can't even handle his own damn potion. Good thing for me, I guess. At least I don't have to talk to yet another me.
...
He stood in silence for a few moments, before kneeling down and shaking the other Hyde.
Hey! Snap out of it!
First off all, I don't have a damn clue who Charleston is. And I don't see why I should respect someone who totally overreacted and didn't let me get my revenge.
He picks up the vial, uncorking it.
Second of all, my Poole is a damn bastard who left me! I have no respect for people that can't handle me!
@your-average-hyde
He quickly snatched it away.
Your Poole left you? Gee, I wonder why.
He scolded him like a child.
You need to have more respect for people, and then maybe, they'd respect you. If you didn't immediately assume everyone you met was beneath you, then maybe you'd have kindness returned to you. See how I offered you the opportunity of being able to cure yourself, but you've gone and disrespected the people close to me? Now you don't get the cure until you at least try to act nice.
Wha–? Hey! Give that back!
He reached for the vial, but his short stature made it easy to keep away from him.
I don't need to respect anyone! I am above all of you because I am truly free! Poole just... couldn't see that. Bastard was horrified... He was one of the only people who knew of my condition...
He was shocked to hear that.
You...he was...horrified?
He softened, getting eye level with him.
...you...you're not above others. Whatever form you may be in, Edward...you're still Henry. You're still...whatever variation of me there is. I know being Edward is freeing...but it's not completely free. You do understand that, don't you...? That you're still the same, regardless of form...?
He takes a step back. He felt patronized.
Agh! I don't need your sentimentalities or your lectures! And I am not Henry! You know NOTHING about me! Now give me back my thing!
Henry looked away, feeling like he couldn't get through to you...
...but maybe...he could...?
He walked away from you, going to a locked drawer in his desk, slowly turning the key and removing a red vial from inside.
...I think you'd understand better if you spoke with someone...a little more like you. Someone like...
...he quickly drank it down.
He took a step back, recognizing what was happening. He watched as the transformation took hold.
Wow... so that's what that looks like, huh? Awesome...
He poked at the transforming Jekyll with his cane.
He convulsed on the ground, red liquid coming from his mouth. It was hard to tell if it was from the mysterious serum or if it was blood. Poking him with your cane made him yell out in pain. You watched his skin blister and bubble into something new, his teeth becoming sharper and his red curly hair darkening and straightening. Soon, you were met with Edward Hyde...as if you haven't met one already. He was curled up on the ground, eyes wide, staring at nothing, and twitching slightly. He seemed a bit out of it after that painful transformation.
Ugh.. not another me. I've had enough of them for one lifetime.
He poked him again, this time on the forehead.
Hellooo...? You in there?
...
He seemed to realize something. While the other Hyde was out of it, he quickly went and grabbed the cure.
First off all, I don't have a damn clue who Charleston is. And I don't see why I should respect someone who totally overreacted and didn't let me get my revenge.
He picks up the vial, uncorking it.
Second of all, my Poole is a damn bastard who left me! I have no respect for people that can't handle me!
@your-average-hyde
He quickly snatched it away.
Your Poole left you? Gee, I wonder why.
He scolded him like a child.
You need to have more respect for people, and then maybe, they'd respect you. If you didn't immediately assume everyone you met was beneath you, then maybe you'd have kindness returned to you. See how I offered you the opportunity of being able to cure yourself, but you've gone and disrespected the people close to me? Now you don't get the cure until you at least try to act nice.
Wha–? Hey! Give that back!
He reached for the vial, but his short stature made it easy to keep away from him.
I don't need to respect anyone! I am above all of you because I am truly free! Poole just... couldn't see that. Bastard was horrified... He was one of the only people who knew of my condition...
He was shocked to hear that.
You...he was...horrified?
He softened, getting eye level with him.
...you...you're not above others. Whatever form you may be in, Edward...you're still Henry. You're still...whatever variation of me there is. I know being Edward is freeing...but it's not completely free. You do understand that, don't you...? That you're still the same, regardless of form...?
He takes a step back. He felt patronized.
Agh! I don't need your sentimentalities or your lectures! And I am not Henry! You know NOTHING about me! Now give me back my thing!
Henry looked away, feeling like he couldn't get through to you...
...but maybe...he could...?
He walked away from you, going to a locked drawer in his desk, slowly turning the key and removing a red vial from inside.
...I think you'd understand better if you spoke with someone...a little more like you. Someone like...
...he quickly drank it down.
He took a step back, recognizing what was happening. He watched as the transformation took hold.
Wow... so that's what that looks like, huh? Awesome...
He poked at the transforming Jekyll with his cane.