come to think of it, it *is* a bit shamefUl i can't even break warp. i'm a grown cherUb, dammit, i oUght to be spanning lightyears in minUtes! U~U #vent
YEAH. I CAN TELL YOu NEVER LEFT. YOu FuCKING STINK. RANCID SKANK BITCH. TAKE YOuR CRYPTIC ASS. FORTuNE COOKIE RAMBLINGS. AND SHOVE THEM uP YOuR ASS. WHERE THE REST OF THE COOKIE HAS PROBABLY REACHED. IN THE TIME IT TOOK FOR YOu TO FINISH PRATTLING. ALL THAT FuCKING NONESENSE. ALSO. I WANT TO PLAY BEER PONG WITH YOuR GAPING EYE HOLES. SO IF YOu COuLD JuST. CONTINuE NEVER LEAVING. THAT WOuLD BE FuCKING SuPERB.
rest assured that you will be given at least until you, in your own words, "get riiiiiiiiiiiiiiipped" before you are consumed at my hand. the constraints of time loops demand that you be allowed to survive exactly that long and no further.
oh! hello there, i was wondering when i'd meet yoU! ... i don't sUppose yoU'd let poor jade go, woUld yoU?
WHY IS THAT IN PRETENTIOuS ASS QuOTES. I DID NOT SAY THAT. I HAVE NEVER SAID THAT. I WOuLD NEVER SAY THAT. ACROSS ALL COSMIC ITERATIONS. SPANNING THE FuLL SCAPE OF MY COCKSCuLPTED REALITY. MY EXISTENTIAL DICKRING. WHICH YOu CAN PICTuRE. BEING THIS OuROBOROS-LIKE PATTERN. WITH LOTS OF RED SWIRLS. AND uNBLINKING EYES. WITH ONE WHITE SERAPHIC WING. AND ANOTHER. BLACKENED. BLEAK. AND DEVILISH. FLAPPING GALE WINDS. THAT CARRY YOuR STuPID ASS INTO THE DISTANT INKY BLACK COSMOS. LIKE A STREAM OF PISS. FLuSHED. DOWN THE GALACTIC TOILET. ALSO. HANDS DON'T CONSuME. TAKE IT FROM SOMEONE WHO LITERALLY EATS PEOPLE. RECREATIONALLY. YOu HAVE TO SINK YOuR TEETH IN. SMELLY. IF THAT'S HOW YOu EAT. EXPLAINS WHY YOu FuCKING STINK. YOu GODDAMN ANIMAL. HAA. HAA. HEE. HEE. HOO. HOO. OWNED.
ALSO. FuCK YOuR TIME LOOPS. I LITERALLY HAVE. uNLIMITED TIME. THAT IS HOW TIME TRAVEL WORKS. THERE IS NO SuCH THING. AS A FIXED POINT IN TIME. WHEN I AM THE FIXER. I TAKE YOuR STuPID MARVEL ENDGAME. AND TAKE A BIG STRONG. IRON SCuLPTED THANOS FIST. AND MIDDLE RING SMASH IT. INTO SMITHEREENS OF uNSPOOLED REALITY. WHICH I SLuRP. LIKE RAMEN NOODLES. INTO MY AWAITING MOuTH. YOu KNOW. THE PART WHERE FOOD GOES TO GET CONSuMED. NOT FuCKING HANDS. YOu GODDAMN HEIGHT CHAIR CONSTRAINED. INFANTILE IDIOT. YOu ARE OBNOXIOuSLY WRONG ABOuT EVERYTHING. CORRECTING YOu IS A PITTANCE. BuT BARELY WORTH THE AMuSEMENT. OF SEEING YOu FLAIL IN WEEPING ANNOYANCE.
this particular jade is a doomed-timeline offshoot, and died in a manner that surpasses the mechanisms of conditional immortality. if i were to "let her go" it's not like there'd be anyone else in the body able to make use of it. indeed, that has occasionally happened, with the result merely being that the body remains fully intact and static for me to inhabit later. aradia describes the effect as "the yamcha pose." whatever that means.
ah, alright. i'll take yoUr word for it! ...coUld yoU at least not encoUrage oUr brother on my post, thoUgh?
"encouragement" matters not. his inevitable defeat has been set in stone since long before i personally cannibalized his rotting corpse.
u dont need to worry abt that rn callie :( whatever happens is meant 2 happen and i think no matter what ur gonna find a way to take care of us in ur own PERFECTLY callie way.... ok?? :)
oh, darling, yoU always know what to say! i sUppose yoU're right. i am a mUse, after all! and i have yoU and all of my wonderfUl friends to back me Up.