WHO: Tezcatlipoca & Others WHAT: 2025 catch-all time baby WHERE: all over WHEN: all times WARNINGS: threads will include content warnings where appropriate!
[ The “duh” in his tone is clear, and at least it softens that stern, unsettling look. It’s as quick as if it hadn’t happened at all, since he’s right back to his casual, obstinate self. ]
I could go into the metaphors about burning and how it’s good for things in the long run, all that shit, but it’s weird to even explain it. Like, you’re my acolyte because you get that. More or less.
[ He takes one more swig just to be petty, but then hands the flask back to Silco. ]
And you’re right. Most people don’t want to be around you. That’s why this is so weird. You’re so normal, and it sucks.
[ His arms crossed, he looks at him with a look that is thoroughly unimpressed. ]
Miserable and unliked, is it?
[ And probably what makes this worse is what he says next, his tone biting as he says it: ]
That sounds terribly lonely. [ Can he even imagine it? A life so unliked... would he have Powder or Vergilius, or any of the teenagers that seem to flock to him? What would he even do with his life? ]
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[ The “duh” in his tone is clear, and at least it softens that stern, unsettling look. It’s as quick as if it hadn’t happened at all, since he’s right back to his casual, obstinate self. ]
I could go into the metaphors about burning and how it’s good for things in the long run, all that shit, but it’s weird to even explain it. Like, you’re my acolyte because you get that. More or less.
[ He takes one more swig just to be petty, but then hands the flask back to Silco. ]
And you’re right. Most people don’t want to be around you. That’s why this is so weird. You’re so normal, and it sucks.
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[ His arms crossed, he looks at him with a look that is thoroughly unimpressed. ]
Miserable and unliked, is it?
[ And probably what makes this worse is what he says next, his tone biting as he says it: ]
That sounds terribly lonely. [ Can he even imagine it? A life so unliked... would he have Powder or Vergilius, or any of the teenagers that seem to flock to him? What would he even do with his life? ]