04-01-2018, 02:10 AM
“[color=salmon]ooh, buddy. have a nice trip?” valo-kas paused their rooting to gurgle the joke in beck’s muddy direction. “[color=salmon]i’d lick you clean if that would, y’know, help at all. but it’d just turn ya pink.” they sighed as if that was really a kind of tragedy to them. the glutton stepped over, swamp earth squelching between their toes. it felt safe out here, safe in the radioactive filth. more home than they had known in...in how long?
fuckin’ memory.
they sat with a soft, wet sound, a three-eyed squint focused on the ghost. how’s it feel to be dead? they wanted to ask something that would make this meeting between the two of them unnecessarily uncomfortable and cruel. valo-kas was unnecessarily uncomfortable and cruel, and they didn’t know why beyond the firm belief that that was how it had to be. that’s just life, baby!
“[color=salmon]better clean off quick, you look fuck ugly like that.” it wasn’t really the truth, but it was sonething to say. maybe i’m bad at talking to people. hm. a definite possibility.
fuckin’ memory.
they sat with a soft, wet sound, a three-eyed squint focused on the ghost. how’s it feel to be dead? they wanted to ask something that would make this meeting between the two of them unnecessarily uncomfortable and cruel. valo-kas was unnecessarily uncomfortable and cruel, and they didn’t know why beyond the firm belief that that was how it had to be. that’s just life, baby!
“[color=salmon]better clean off quick, you look fuck ugly like that.” it wasn’t really the truth, but it was sonething to say. maybe i’m bad at talking to people. hm. a definite possibility.
[align=center][b]IF GOD DOESN’T LIKE UGLY
THEN GOD DOESN’T LIKE ANYBODY
THEN GOD DOESN’T LIKE ANYBODY