Szerucharz stares at Happy for a second, then leans down, pressing Happy into the ground as he supports himself with his hands. "Well then... if you care so much..." A grin spreads across his lack of a face. "How about we make a deal? He's yours. I cede ownership over his soul. BUT, you are responsible for his actions. For his care. And if you don't keep him in check, I'll eat both of you."
“Oh please don’t. I do not want to deal with that every day. I already had to deal with that back in the other world, he’s all yours, you’re the one to killed him after all.” He waves his hands as a gesture to not deal with that. “I will do anything other than deal with that again, we have nothing to talk about regardless, at least you can try.”
"Shame. Guess I'll just lock him in a puppet theater for the rest of eternity." He looks at Happy, lifting him up to eye level. "How does that sound?"
Happy shrugs “I would rather that not happen, but it doesn’t sound terrible, will I be the only actor?” Nago continues looking around the garden while they talk, picking flowers with a small smile on his face.
"We could add some others. I have plenty of puppets and special effects options for you. I could even build you a nice little suburbia or something in the back. You could have your lab up here too. If you leave, though, I'll know. You won't even see me coming if you screw up."
“Ah, and I assume you would be directing these plays? So my life wouldn’t change much from the way it is now. I’m fine with that, also you don’t need to constantly remind me that you could destroy me in an instant, at this point I think I understand.”
"You can do your own plays. I may be a cannibalistic sadist, but I'm not that much of a monster. And I'm just making sure you know that I'm very afraid of what you can do. You should be flattered."
“Ah, very flattering to know. I should get to writing then if I’m going to tell a compelling story. Maybe something like a parody of the story of my world. Do you think a child who’s so smart they die when their awake is an interesting character?”
Szerucharz stares at Happy for a second, then leans down, pressing Happy into the ground as he supports himself with his hands. "Well then... if you care so much..." A grin spreads across his lack of a face. "How about we make a deal? He's yours. I cede ownership over his soul. BUT, you are responsible for his actions. For his care. And if you don't keep him in check, I'll eat both of you."
“Oh please don’t. I do not want to deal with that every day. I already had to deal with that back in the other world, he’s all yours, you’re the one to killed him after all.” He waves his hands as a gesture to not deal with that. “I will do anything other than deal with that again, we have nothing to talk about regardless, at least you can try.”
"Shame. Guess I'll just lock him in a puppet theater for the rest of eternity." He looks at Happy, lifting him up to eye level. "How does that sound?"
Happy shrugs “I would rather that not happen, but it doesn’t sound terrible, will I be the only actor?” Nago continues looking around the garden while they talk, picking flowers with a small smile on his face.
"We could add some others. I have plenty of puppets and special effects options for you. I could even build you a nice little suburbia or something in the back. You could have your lab up here too. If you leave, though, I'll know. You won't even see me coming if you screw up."
“Ah, and I assume you would be directing these plays? So my life wouldn’t change much from the way it is now. I’m fine with that, also you don’t need to constantly remind me that you could destroy me in an instant, at this point I think I understand.”
"You can do your own plays. I may be a cannibalistic sadist, but I'm not that much of a monster. And I'm just making sure you know that I'm very afraid of what you can do. You should be flattered."
“Ah, very flattering to know. I should get to writing then if I’m going to tell a compelling story. Maybe something like a parody of the story of my world. Do you think a child who’s so smart they die when their awake is an interesting character?”
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
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May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Szerucharz stares at Happy for a second, then leans down, pressing Happy into the ground as he supports himself with his hands. "Well then... if you care so much..." A grin spreads across his lack of a face. "How about we make a deal? He's yours. I cede ownership over his soul. BUT, you are responsible for his actions. For his care. And if you don't keep him in check, I'll eat both of you."
“Oh please don’t. I do not want to deal with that every day. I already had to deal with that back in the other world, he’s all yours, you’re the one to killed him after all.” He waves his hands as a gesture to not deal with that. “I will do anything other than deal with that again, we have nothing to talk about regardless, at least you can try.”
"Shame. Guess I'll just lock him in a puppet theater for the rest of eternity." He looks at Happy, lifting him up to eye level. "How does that sound?"
Happy shrugs “I would rather that not happen, but it doesn’t sound terrible, will I be the only actor?” Nago continues looking around the garden while they talk, picking flowers with a small smile on his face.
"We could add some others. I have plenty of puppets and special effects options for you. I could even build you a nice little suburbia or something in the back. You could have your lab up here too. If you leave, though, I'll know. You won't even see me coming if you screw up."
“Ah, and I assume you would be directing these plays? So my life wouldn’t change much from the way it is now. I’m fine with that, also you don’t need to constantly remind me that you could destroy me in an instant, at this point I think I understand.”
"You can do your own plays. I may be a cannibalistic sadist, but I'm not that much of a monster. And I'm just making sure you know that I'm very afraid of what you can do. You should be flattered."
“Ah, very flattering to know. I should get to writing then if I’m going to tell a compelling story. Maybe something like a parody of the story of my world. Do you think a child who’s so smart they die when their awake is an interesting character?”
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
“Well Potemkin is interesting but I find him to just be a nationalist muscle head. Although I’m not saying his story isn’t interesting by any means, I find it actually quite amusing, but not my style.” He sits in his hand, crossing his legs “This is what I’m talking about, we can actually have interesting conversations.”
It looks like a regular avocado, weirdly enough. It does have a larger stone/pit, though. You would really expect it to be some unique, wonderful thing, but it's just a gigantic avocado.
"That's very nice. I like it when Wills make friends too. Do you have any mortal friends?"
Zeon would take a bite of the fruit, realizing he hasn’t actually eaten anything since his creation.
”Lots of mortals! I met the Fire giants up north and the mortals in the City of Order, and other mortals other places. They are all really nice and my children are helping them out too!”
It's incredibly good and pure. Fresher than fresh. Fatty and creamy and, well, just a really good avocado. He feels the nightmarish gaze of Szerucharz on him. "Those come from a place called Vegetable Sky. I could bring you some more specimens if that interests you."
"Ah, children. Do you take good care of them? If they cry for help, do you answer?" His rumbling voice gains a grim tone.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
“Well Potemkin is interesting but I find him to just be a nationalist muscle head. Although I’m not saying his story isn’t interesting by any means, I find it actually quite amusing, but not my style.” He sits in his hand, crossing his legs “This is what I’m talking about, we can actually have interesting conversations.”
"Potemkin actually cares about people. He doesn't want to fight, but he has to. He has faith in something, which is worth more than intelligence, which he does have. His head is full of brains, he just doesn't use them all that often. It's not his job, after all. At least, that's what I've observed. I've never talked to the man."
"But as I said, you may write about who you find interesting and relatable: a dead egotist."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It's incredibly good and pure. Fresher than fresh. Fatty and creamy and, well, just a really good avocado. He feels the nightmarish gaze of Szerucharz on him. "Those come from a place called Vegetable Sky. I could bring you some more specimens if that interests you."
"Ah, children. Do you take good care of them? If they cry for help, do you answer?" His rumbling voice gains a grim tone.
Zeon looks around quickly, now noticing the giant Will before it calms down a bit. “I am new to consuming things of sustenance, so I wouldn’t know what to ask for” The Emperor of Lightning replies.
”Of course! They are my children. I know they can take care of themselves but I still want them to be happy. Besides, we are linked to a hive mind so I always know what is going on. Oh, they all also say hi!”
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
“Well Potemkin is interesting but I find him to just be a nationalist muscle head. Although I’m not saying his story isn’t interesting by any means, I find it actually quite amusing, but not my style.” He sits in his hand, crossing his legs “This is what I’m talking about, we can actually have interesting conversations.”
"Potemkin actually cares about people. He doesn't want to fight, but he has to. He has faith in something, which is worth more than intelligence, which he does have. His head is full of brains, he just doesn't use them all that often. It's not his job, after all. At least, that's what I've observed. I've never talked to the man."
"But as I said, you may write about who you find interesting and relatable: a dead egotist."
“I haven’t had the pleasure of speaking to Potemkin in a truly peaceful environment, unfortunately, so I don’t perfectly understand his story either. I admire his faith at the least, a warrior who does what he does for what he believes is right.” He smiles, knowing where he’s headed with this, but decides to play with him a bit “Slayer isn’t dead yet. I’ll make that story when he finishes his.”
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
“Well Potemkin is interesting but I find him to just be a nationalist muscle head. Although I’m not saying his story isn’t interesting by any means, I find it actually quite amusing, but not my style.” He sits in his hand, crossing his legs “This is what I’m talking about, we can actually have interesting conversations.”
"Potemkin actually cares about people. He doesn't want to fight, but he has to. He has faith in something, which is worth more than intelligence, which he does have. His head is full of brains, he just doesn't use them all that often. It's not his job, after all. At least, that's what I've observed. I've never talked to the man."
"But as I said, you may write about who you find interesting and relatable: a dead egotist."
“I haven’t had the pleasure of speaking to Potemkin in a truly peaceful environment, unfortunately, so I don’t perfectly understand his story either. I admire his faith at the least, a warrior who does what he does for what he believes is right.” He smiles, knowing where he’s headed with this, but decides to play with him a bit “Slayer isn’t dead yet. I’ll make that story when he finishes his.”
"He's dead enough so far. Vampire, remember?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
“Well Potemkin is interesting but I find him to just be a nationalist muscle head. Although I’m not saying his story isn’t interesting by any means, I find it actually quite amusing, but not my style.” He sits in his hand, crossing his legs “This is what I’m talking about, we can actually have interesting conversations.”
"Potemkin actually cares about people. He doesn't want to fight, but he has to. He has faith in something, which is worth more than intelligence, which he does have. His head is full of brains, he just doesn't use them all that often. It's not his job, after all. At least, that's what I've observed. I've never talked to the man."
"But as I said, you may write about who you find interesting and relatable: a dead egotist."
“I haven’t had the pleasure of speaking to Potemkin in a truly peaceful environment, unfortunately, so I don’t perfectly understand his story either. I admire his faith at the least, a warrior who does what he does for what he believes is right.” He smiles, knowing where he’s headed with this, but decides to play with him a bit “Slayer isn’t dead yet. I’ll make that story when he finishes his.”
"He's dead enough so far. Vampire, remember?"
“Well he has been seen in the sunlight before, so it seems he has transcended vampirism almost entirely. Even that one confuses me at least a bit.”
It's incredibly good and pure. Fresher than fresh. Fatty and creamy and, well, just a really good avocado. He feels the nightmarish gaze of Szerucharz on him. "Those come from a place called Vegetable Sky. I could bring you some more specimens if that interests you."
"Ah, children. Do you take good care of them? If they cry for help, do you answer?" His rumbling voice gains a grim tone.
Zeon looks around quickly, now noticing the giant Will before it calms down a bit. “I am new to consuming things of sustenance, so I wouldn’t know what to ask for” The Emperor of Lightning replies.
”Of course! They are my children. I know they can take care of themselves but I still want them to be happy. Besides, we are linked to a hive mind so I always know what is going on. Oh, they all also say hi!”
"I can make some suggestions. I've been collecting such things for millennia."
"Good. Good." His mismatched eyes smile. "Tell them I say 'hi' back. You see, some wills don't care for their creations. They just leave them to rot... and suffer. I don't like those wills. I usually end up killing and eating them."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It's incredibly good and pure. Fresher than fresh. Fatty and creamy and, well, just a really good avocado. He feels the nightmarish gaze of Szerucharz on him. "Those come from a place called Vegetable Sky. I could bring you some more specimens if that interests you."
"Ah, children. Do you take good care of them? If they cry for help, do you answer?" His rumbling voice gains a grim tone.
Zeon looks around quickly, now noticing the giant Will before it calms down a bit. “I am new to consuming things of sustenance, so I wouldn’t know what to ask for” The Emperor of Lightning replies.
”Of course! They are my children. I know they can take care of themselves but I still want them to be happy. Besides, we are linked to a hive mind so I always know what is going on. Oh, they all also say hi!”
"I can make some suggestions. I've been collecting such things for millennia."
"Good. Good." His mismatched eyes smile. "Tell them I say 'hi' back. You see, some wills don't care for their creations. They just leave them to rot... and suffer. I don't like those wills. I usually end up killing and eating them."
“Sure, what would you recommend then.” Zeon asks with intrigue.
“Oh, I understand. I try to help those mortals too. The Fire Man…uh, I think his name is Foreir, he disappeared and his fire giants were left all alone. So my children are helping them too! I don’t know why he is gone. Some people said their was a big battle that took place and a few wills died….”
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
“Well Potemkin is interesting but I find him to just be a nationalist muscle head. Although I’m not saying his story isn’t interesting by any means, I find it actually quite amusing, but not my style.” He sits in his hand, crossing his legs “This is what I’m talking about, we can actually have interesting conversations.”
"Potemkin actually cares about people. He doesn't want to fight, but he has to. He has faith in something, which is worth more than intelligence, which he does have. His head is full of brains, he just doesn't use them all that often. It's not his job, after all. At least, that's what I've observed. I've never talked to the man."
"But as I said, you may write about who you find interesting and relatable: a dead egotist."
“I haven’t had the pleasure of speaking to Potemkin in a truly peaceful environment, unfortunately, so I don’t perfectly understand his story either. I admire his faith at the least, a warrior who does what he does for what he believes is right.” He smiles, knowing where he’s headed with this, but decides to play with him a bit “Slayer isn’t dead yet. I’ll make that story when he finishes his.”
"He's dead enough so far. Vampire, remember?"
“Well he has been seen in the sunlight before, so it seems he has transcended vampirism almost entirely. Even that one confuses me at least a bit.”
"Hmmm. Oh well. I could make him deader if that would help."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I can make some suggestions. I've been collecting such things for millennia."
"Good. Good." His mismatched eyes smile. "Tell them I say 'hi' back. You see, some wills don't care for their creations. They just leave them to rot... and suffer. I don't like those wills. I usually end up killing and eating them."
“Sure, what would you recommend then.” Zeon asks with intrigue.
“Oh, I understand. I try to help those mortals too. The Fire Man…uh, I think his name is Foreir, he disappeared and his fire giants were left all alone. So my children are helping them too! I don’t know why he is gone. Some people said their was a big battle that took place and a few wills died….”
"Shining gourami, jewel meat, puffer whale... ozone grass if you're fast enough. I have a variety of treats that could give the greatest of gourmands pause."
"I'll look for him. See if he'll rejoin his children. If he doesn't... well, he doesn't deserve them. If you abandon the people who rely upon you, if you leave your only wards to the elements, if you betray your only purpose..." He starts to growl. Then he looks back at Rendy. "You're such a dear. I like you."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I can make some suggestions. I've been collecting such things for millennia."
"Good. Good." His mismatched eyes smile. "Tell them I say 'hi' back. You see, some wills don't care for their creations. They just leave them to rot... and suffer. I don't like those wills. I usually end up killing and eating them."
“Sure, what would you recommend then.” Zeon asks with intrigue.
“Oh, I understand. I try to help those mortals too. The Fire Man…uh, I think his name is Foreir, he disappeared and his fire giants were left all alone. So my children are helping them too! I don’t know why he is gone. Some people said their was a big battle that took place and a few wills died….”
"Shining gourami, jewel meat, puffer whale... ozone grass if you're fast enough. I have a variety of treats that could give the greatest of gourmands pause."
"I'll look for him. See if he'll rejoin his children. If he doesn't... well, he doesn't deserve them. If you abandon the people who rely upon you, if you leave your only wards to the elements, if you betray your only purpose..." He starts to growl. Then he looks back at Rendy. "You're such a dear. I like you."
“Um….puffer whale and ozone grass…?” Zeon says a bit unsure but curious.
”I like you too! Can we be friends? I love making new friends!”
"Shining gourami, jewel meat, puffer whale... ozone grass if you're fast enough. I have a variety of treats that could give the greatest of gourmands pause."
"I'll look for him. See if he'll rejoin his children. If he doesn't... well, he doesn't deserve them. If you abandon the people who rely upon you, if you leave your only wards to the elements, if you betray your only purpose..." He starts to growl. Then he looks back at Rendy. "You're such a dear. I like you."
“Um….puffer whale and ozone grass…?” Zeon says a bit unsure but curious.
”I like you too! Can we be friends? I love making new friends!”
"Oh, yes. Whales that live so deep down that they compress to the size of fish. They are wicked difficult to prepare, because their poison sacs can be anywhere. Ozone grass is the springiest, healthiest vegetable in the world, and it grows on clouds, where its root system absorbs nutrient-rich ash from the Wool Volcano beneath. All the toxins grow on the outside layers of the grass, and there are so many layers it's almost impossible to reach the center without help, and you need to pull two leaves at once at the same speed to even remove a single layer, and if you get it wrong or grab the wrong leaves, it will spoil immediately. You even have to eat both sides of the heart-shaped veggie at the same time! Of course, Jewel Meat might be a better choice. Every cut tastes like a different type of meat, and it's so tender and juicy that even raw you can cut it with your fingers."
"I would love to be friends with you, Rendy."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Shining gourami, jewel meat, puffer whale... ozone grass if you're fast enough. I have a variety of treats that could give the greatest of gourmands pause."
"I'll look for him. See if he'll rejoin his children. If he doesn't... well, he doesn't deserve them. If you abandon the people who rely upon you, if you leave your only wards to the elements, if you betray your only purpose..." He starts to growl. Then he looks back at Rendy. "You're such a dear. I like you."
“Um….puffer whale and ozone grass…?” Zeon says a bit unsure but curious.
”I like you too! Can we be friends? I love making new friends!”
"Oh, yes. Whales that live so deep down that they compress to the size of fish. They are wicked difficult to prepare, because their poison sacs can be anywhere. Ozone grass is the springiest, healthiest vegetable in the world, and it grows on clouds, where its root system absorbs nutrient-rich ash from the Wool Volcano beneath. All the toxins grow on the outside layers of the grass, and there are so many layers it's almost impossible to reach the center without help, and you need to pull two leaves at once at the same speed to even remove a single layer, and if you get it wrong or grab the wrong leaves, it will spoil immediately. You even have to eat both sides of the heart-shaped veggie at the same time! Of course, Jewel Meat might be a better choice. Every cut tastes like a different type of meat, and it's so tender and juicy that even raw you can cut it with your fingers."
"I would love to be friends with you, Rendy."
“I see. Yes, the Jewel meat might be a better start for someone not use to food consumption.”
”Yay! New friend achievement unlocked!” Rendy says happily as the bulb on the end of his long tail glows and sparks in celebration.
"Oh, yes. Whales that live so deep down that they compress to the size of fish. They are wicked difficult to prepare, because their poison sacs can be anywhere. Ozone grass is the springiest, healthiest vegetable in the world, and it grows on clouds, where its root system absorbs nutrient-rich ash from the Wool Volcano beneath. All the toxins grow on the outside layers of the grass, and there are so many layers it's almost impossible to reach the center without help, and you need to pull two leaves at once at the same speed to even remove a single layer, and if you get it wrong or grab the wrong leaves, it will spoil immediately. You even have to eat both sides of the heart-shaped veggie at the same time! Of course, Jewel Meat might be a better choice. Every cut tastes like a different type of meat, and it's so tender and juicy that even raw you can cut it with your fingers."
"I would love to be friends with you, Rendy."
“I see. Yes, the Jewel meat might be a better start for someone not use to food consumption.”
”Yay! New friend achievement unlocked!” Rendy says happily as the bulb on the end of his long tail glows and sparks in celebration.
"I'll go get some, along with some Melow Cola for the drink. I won't explain to you the details of where that comes from, since I doubt you'd believe me." He disappears into the ground, sinking into his own shadow.
Szerucharz chuckles and tries to gently pet Rendy with one finger.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh, yes. Whales that live so deep down that they compress to the size of fish. They are wicked difficult to prepare, because their poison sacs can be anywhere. Ozone grass is the springiest, healthiest vegetable in the world, and it grows on clouds, where its root system absorbs nutrient-rich ash from the Wool Volcano beneath. All the toxins grow on the outside layers of the grass, and there are so many layers it's almost impossible to reach the center without help, and you need to pull two leaves at once at the same speed to even remove a single layer, and if you get it wrong or grab the wrong leaves, it will spoil immediately. You even have to eat both sides of the heart-shaped veggie at the same time! Of course, Jewel Meat might be a better choice. Every cut tastes like a different type of meat, and it's so tender and juicy that even raw you can cut it with your fingers."
"I would love to be friends with you, Rendy."
“I see. Yes, the Jewel meat might be a better start for someone not use to food consumption.”
”Yay! New friend achievement unlocked!” Rendy says happily as the bulb on the end of his long tail glows and sparks in celebration.
"I'll go get some, along with some Melow Cola for the drink. I won't explain to you the details of where that comes from, since I doubt you'd believe me." He disappears into the ground, sinking into his own shadow.
Szerucharz chuckles and tries to gently pet Rendy with one finger.
Zeon blinks as he looks at the ground, curious as to how he did that as he waits.
Seeing what Szerucharz is trying to do, Rendy would grow much bigger, now the size of a Kaiju though still smaller the the giant Will. *Think Mothra*
"Oh, yes. Whales that live so deep down that they compress to the size of fish. They are wicked difficult to prepare, because their poison sacs can be anywhere. Ozone grass is the springiest, healthiest vegetable in the world, and it grows on clouds, where its root system absorbs nutrient-rich ash from the Wool Volcano beneath. All the toxins grow on the outside layers of the grass, and there are so many layers it's almost impossible to reach the center without help, and you need to pull two leaves at once at the same speed to even remove a single layer, and if you get it wrong or grab the wrong leaves, it will spoil immediately. You even have to eat both sides of the heart-shaped veggie at the same time! Of course, Jewel Meat might be a better choice. Every cut tastes like a different type of meat, and it's so tender and juicy that even raw you can cut it with your fingers."
"I would love to be friends with you, Rendy."
“I see. Yes, the Jewel meat might be a better start for someone not use to food consumption.”
”Yay! New friend achievement unlocked!” Rendy says happily as the bulb on the end of his long tail glows and sparks in celebration.
"I'll go get some, along with some Melow Cola for the drink. I won't explain to you the details of where that comes from, since I doubt you'd believe me." He disappears into the ground, sinking into his own shadow.
Szerucharz chuckles and tries to gently pet Rendy with one finger.
Zeon blinks as he looks at the ground, curious as to how he did that as he waits.
Seeing what Szerucharz is trying to do, Rendy would grow much bigger, now the size of a Kaiju though still smaller the the giant Will. *Think Mothra*
The giant's hand rises from the earth, holding a dining table with a massive lump of gleaming, almost glowing flesh in the middle. There are several preparation stations on the table, all sorts of little appliances to prepare it in interesting ways. A smaller, puppet version of Szerucharz leans against the table. "All you need for a meat-based meal for the ages."
He giggles and pets Rendy like a dog. "What a sweetheart!"
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“Ah, very flattering to know. I should get to writing then if I’m going to tell a compelling story. Maybe something like a parody of the story of my world. Do you think a child who’s so smart they die when their awake is an interesting character?”
"Bedman? Sorry, Bedman. Two different characters. Sure. I prefer Potemkin. He's got that armor-clad faith. But it's your story, and you know your world better than I do."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Well Potemkin is interesting but I find him to just be a nationalist muscle head. Although I’m not saying his story isn’t interesting by any means, I find it actually quite amusing, but not my style.” He sits in his hand, crossing his legs “This is what I’m talking about, we can actually have interesting conversations.”
It's incredibly good and pure. Fresher than fresh. Fatty and creamy and, well, just a really good avocado. He feels the nightmarish gaze of Szerucharz on him. "Those come from a place called Vegetable Sky. I could bring you some more specimens if that interests you."
"Ah, children. Do you take good care of them? If they cry for help, do you answer?" His rumbling voice gains a grim tone.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Potemkin actually cares about people. He doesn't want to fight, but he has to. He has faith in something, which is worth more than intelligence, which he does have. His head is full of brains, he just doesn't use them all that often. It's not his job, after all. At least, that's what I've observed. I've never talked to the man."
"But as I said, you may write about who you find interesting and relatable: a dead egotist."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zeon looks around quickly, now noticing the giant Will before it calms down a bit. “I am new to consuming things of sustenance, so I wouldn’t know what to ask for” The Emperor of Lightning replies.
”Of course! They are my children. I know they can take care of themselves but I still want them to be happy. Besides, we are linked to a hive mind so I always know what is going on. Oh, they all also say hi!”
“I haven’t had the pleasure of speaking to Potemkin in a truly peaceful environment, unfortunately, so I don’t perfectly understand his story either. I admire his faith at the least, a warrior who does what he does for what he believes is right.” He smiles, knowing where he’s headed with this, but decides to play with him a bit “Slayer isn’t dead yet. I’ll make that story when he finishes his.”
"He's dead enough so far. Vampire, remember?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Well he has been seen in the sunlight before, so it seems he has transcended vampirism almost entirely. Even that one confuses me at least a bit.”
*Going to have to go in a few minute fr.*
"I can make some suggestions. I've been collecting such things for millennia."
"Good. Good." His mismatched eyes smile. "Tell them I say 'hi' back. You see, some wills don't care for their creations. They just leave them to rot... and suffer. I don't like those wills. I usually end up killing and eating them."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Sure, what would you recommend then.” Zeon asks with intrigue.
“Oh, I understand. I try to help those mortals too. The Fire Man…uh, I think his name is Foreir, he disappeared and his fire giants were left all alone. So my children are helping them too! I don’t know why he is gone. Some people said their was a big battle that took place and a few wills died….”
"Hmmm. Oh well. I could make him deader if that would help."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Shining gourami, jewel meat, puffer whale... ozone grass if you're fast enough. I have a variety of treats that could give the greatest of gourmands pause."
"I'll look for him. See if he'll rejoin his children. If he doesn't... well, he doesn't deserve them. If you abandon the people who rely upon you, if you leave your only wards to the elements, if you betray your only purpose..." He starts to growl. Then he looks back at Rendy. "You're such a dear. I like you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Um….puffer whale and ozone grass…?” Zeon says a bit unsure but curious.
”I like you too! Can we be friends? I love making new friends!”
"Oh, yes. Whales that live so deep down that they compress to the size of fish. They are wicked difficult to prepare, because their poison sacs can be anywhere. Ozone grass is the springiest, healthiest vegetable in the world, and it grows on clouds, where its root system absorbs nutrient-rich ash from the Wool Volcano beneath. All the toxins grow on the outside layers of the grass, and there are so many layers it's almost impossible to reach the center without help, and you need to pull two leaves at once at the same speed to even remove a single layer, and if you get it wrong or grab the wrong leaves, it will spoil immediately. You even have to eat both sides of the heart-shaped veggie at the same time! Of course, Jewel Meat might be a better choice. Every cut tastes like a different type of meat, and it's so tender and juicy that even raw you can cut it with your fingers."
"I would love to be friends with you, Rendy."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I see. Yes, the Jewel meat might be a better start for someone not use to food consumption.”
”Yay! New friend achievement unlocked!” Rendy says happily as the bulb on the end of his long tail glows and sparks in celebration.
"I'll go get some, along with some Melow Cola for the drink. I won't explain to you the details of where that comes from, since I doubt you'd believe me." He disappears into the ground, sinking into his own shadow.
Szerucharz chuckles and tries to gently pet Rendy with one finger.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zeon blinks as he looks at the ground, curious as to how he did that as he waits.
Seeing what Szerucharz is trying to do, Rendy would grow much bigger, now the size of a Kaiju though still smaller the the giant Will. *Think Mothra*
The giant's hand rises from the earth, holding a dining table with a massive lump of gleaming, almost glowing flesh in the middle. There are several preparation stations on the table, all sorts of little appliances to prepare it in interesting ways. A smaller, puppet version of Szerucharz leans against the table. "All you need for a meat-based meal for the ages."
He giggles and pets Rendy like a dog. "What a sweetheart!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.