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sixwordstories2012-08-01 04:03 pm
causticly) wrote in sixwordstories2012-08-01 04:03 pm
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Oh my god, are you serious?!
"Uhh..." He was, but now he's considering maybe it was a very bad idea.
That depends. Would you rather kill them, or should I?
Uhh no, no killing for me thanks, but I appreciate that, really. But you know, have at it if you want. As long as it keeps me alive. Because I very much am fond of staying alive and in one piece.
Great. *He'll just be frying some monsters now.*
You know someone with a lupiveriform infection?
Second-generation, then? Infected in the womb?
Interesting.
Interesting.
There are werewolf-like aliens. And vampires, and statues that move when you're not looking--if you ever see an angel statue change position, keep looking at it and head for a crowd. Keep looking at it, try not to blink, and get to enough people that someone will always be looking at it. They can't move when seen directly.
Oh, and if the shadows start acting funny it's probably tiny hive-minded air piranha, in which case you're doomed.
Oh, and if the shadows start acting funny it's probably tiny hive-minded air piranha, in which case you're doomed.
Welcome! *He grins.* But really, you should be more worried about me. I have a friend who can make the hive mind of the Vashta Nerada, the shadows that strip the flesh, retreat in fear--and he says I'm too violent.
But don't worry. You amuse me, and I already ate . . . *The grin widens.* So if you meet any more nasty aliens, tell them that you are under the potection of the Time Lord known as the Master and they'll leave you alone if they don't want to get their whole species slaughtered for my amusement. For I am Dominus, Thascalos, Kalidasa, Magister, Consumer of Kings, the Slavetaker God, Warper of Wits, the Twisted Claw, Black God of Control, the Mad Wisdom, He Who Conquers, the Mouth of Darkness and the Worldburner.
But don't worry. You amuse me, and I already ate . . . *The grin widens.* So if you meet any more nasty aliens, tell them that you are under the potection of the Time Lord known as the Master and they'll leave you alone if they don't want to get their whole species slaughtered for my amusement. For I am Dominus, Thascalos, Kalidasa, Magister, Consumer of Kings, the Slavetaker God, Warper of Wits, the Twisted Claw, Black God of Control, the Mad Wisdom, He Who Conquers, the Mouth of Darkness and the Worldburner.
[ What is his life even? How is any of this real? He flinches a little at the implication that this guy eats... people and tries to smile. ]
I will... remember that should I ever come across more... aliens, yes. And my, that's a mighty long name you have there soooo I'm just going to refer to you as... the Master? Yeah? Okay, great. So hi, I'm Stiles, that's my name, yep. And I am not at all tasty, nope. All flesh and bones and sarcastic wit, nothing delectible over here.
I will... remember that should I ever come across more... aliens, yes. And my, that's a mighty long name you have there soooo I'm just going to refer to you as... the Master? Yeah? Okay, great. So hi, I'm Stiles, that's my name, yep. And I am not at all tasty, nope. All flesh and bones and sarcastic wit, nothing delectible over here.
Usually I use Harry in casual conversation with humans. And I don't use the whole list at once--except for effect--in any case. So call me Harry.
*He chuckles.* You know, everyone says that when they find out about my appetites. And usually they're wrong. In any case, I'm not going to eat you unless you make me very angry indeed. Even though you do have a good amount of meat on your bones . . .
*He shakes himself.* Sorry. I'm not what you'd call very stable, what with the bipolar and the megalomania and the PTSD and the sadism and psychopathy and Other knows what else.
*He chuckles.* You know, everyone says that when they find out about my appetites. And usually they're wrong. In any case, I'm not going to eat you unless you make me very angry indeed. Even though you do have a good amount of meat on your bones . . .
*He shakes himself.* Sorry. I'm not what you'd call very stable, what with the bipolar and the megalomania and the PTSD and the sadism and psychopathy and Other knows what else.
Theeeen I will make sure not to piss you off! That sounds like a good plan and I was totally serious about me not tasting good, I mean I wouldn't even eat myself and I'd pretty much eat anything -- well, except other people but hey, if that's your thing then - then have at it -- just not me, of course, haha.
[ He tugs his red hoodie just a liiiiittle tighter around himself. ]
Yeeaaah I can... see that. Well hey, no one's perfect, right?
[ He tugs his red hoodie just a liiiiittle tighter around himself. ]
Yeeaaah I can... see that. Well hey, no one's perfect, right?
You're beginning to blither, kid.
There are bad things in my head. When they start to come out I have to kill for them, and they're always trying to escape.
There are bad things in my head. When they start to come out I have to kill for them, and they're always trying to escape.
It's okay. My best frienemy blithers like you wouldn't believe and I'm still fond of him.
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