12-09-2015, 01:58 PM
At the man’s explanation of Primes and Secondaries, Somerled’s face switched from friendly to neutral, and he dropped into thought entirely as the man excused himself and began to fiddle with a strange device on his hand. Secondaries, huh? This information wasn’t particularly useful to him, he thought at first. The only person he would really be able to summon in would be the squirrel god, and holy hell did that squirrel hate him with a passion. And now that he actually thought about it, there really wasn’t anybody from his world that didn’t fucking hate him.
“What a productive life,” Somerled mumbled to himself, not happy with it, but not really regretting anything. Maybe he could be really cruel and summon the squirrel anyway just to piss him off. Or maybe that god of nightfall or whatever it was. That’d be fun. He mentally waved away that train of thought, those were decisions for another decade.
“Hold it right there!” the monster’s voice shouted for him yet again, immediately after the man had just finished his business.
“Sorry! Excuse me for a moment!” he cried, slapping a hand over his mouth and spinning to face away from everyone.
“What the fuck is it?” Somerled hissed, teeth and fists clenched, his voice as quiet as he could manage given his rage.
“My body!” Sonny responded in an excited whisper, “If you can summon my body, then I don’t have to be stuck in this body with you.” In response to this, the storm spirit began grinding his teeth, and stopped within a moment, face returning to a friendly smile.
“You see, that would be a brilliant idea,” he began, seething with a calm rage, not even bothering to whisper anymore.
“Oh wait.” Sonny realized his mistake.
“If only...” he trailed off, spinning back around to face the two again. “Monster bodies didn’t dissipate into magic moments after death.” Wearing a false smile, the monster addressed the two in front of him. “Please, someone, punch me in the face really fucking hard.”
“Hey can you guys ignore me fo- DON-” In response to his other half attempting to hijack his voice yet again, Somerled jammed it with his own yell. Once more he doubled over in a fit of intense coughing.
“What a productive life,” Somerled mumbled to himself, not happy with it, but not really regretting anything. Maybe he could be really cruel and summon the squirrel anyway just to piss him off. Or maybe that god of nightfall or whatever it was. That’d be fun. He mentally waved away that train of thought, those were decisions for another decade.
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“Hold it right there!” the monster’s voice shouted for him yet again, immediately after the man had just finished his business.
“Sorry! Excuse me for a moment!” he cried, slapping a hand over his mouth and spinning to face away from everyone.
“What the fuck is it?” Somerled hissed, teeth and fists clenched, his voice as quiet as he could manage given his rage.
“My body!” Sonny responded in an excited whisper, “If you can summon my body, then I don’t have to be stuck in this body with you.” In response to this, the storm spirit began grinding his teeth, and stopped within a moment, face returning to a friendly smile.
“You see, that would be a brilliant idea,” he began, seething with a calm rage, not even bothering to whisper anymore.
“Oh wait.” Sonny realized his mistake.
“If only...” he trailed off, spinning back around to face the two again. “Monster bodies didn’t dissipate into magic moments after death.” Wearing a false smile, the monster addressed the two in front of him. “Please, someone, punch me in the face really fucking hard.”
“Hey can you guys ignore me fo- DON-” In response to his other half attempting to hijack his voice yet again, Somerled jammed it with his own yell. Once more he doubled over in a fit of intense coughing.
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Yuuka Kazami Wrote:Reimu comes back to make another pass at Meira and she just has an idiot neck child.
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