the endless pursuit of god luvvin' and prospective games (◕‿◕✿)

[lokiofasgard]

Oh you--

[ Pinches the bridge of his nose 'tween thumb and forefinger. ]

You're really going there, aren't you? I thought we were done with that decrepit "Rage Valley" place, mun. I so dearly hoped that it was water under the bridge now, why did you have to bring it back? Exactly what morbid pleasure do you get from me bungling around a wasteland getting chummy with-- eugh. [ Sighs heavily. ] With him?

No, go on, mun, please enlighten me. I'm sure your thoughts are full of sense and true insight, akin to just about everything else you pursue so ardently.

[ He tuts and rolls his eyes, sarcasm so sharp you can almost taste it. ]

What next, you bring that wicked game here too?-- no, no, ignore that.

... Pretend I said nary a word. Don't do that, I implore you.

Comments

[pneumonia]

Shiro thinks you talk too much! You should be quieter.

[lokiofasgard]

Or I could disregard this "Shiro" completely, what heed have I for words of a stranger? [ Raises an eyebrow briefly. ]

[pneumonia]

Hey that's mean! Shiro is me, as I am Shiro~! Ganta would kick your ass if he was here.

[lokiofasgard]

[ Shoots him a deadpan glower. ]

... Right, I'm sure.

[pneumonia]

Hey wanna play a game?

[lokiofasgard]

[ folds his arms, point blank. ]

No.

[pneumonia]

Aww come on Shiro promises to give you something to snack on at the end! Please~?

[lokiofasgard]

Really? And what would that be?

[pneumonia]

Pudding! P-U-D-D-I-N-G~!

[lokiofasgard]

It will take more than some paltry offering to coax me into your games.

[pneumonia]

Meanie! Fine how about pudding, cookies, cake, and some choco sticks?

[lokiofasgard]

Do I look to be a small, sweet-toothed child to you?

[pneumonia]

Yes!♥

[lokiofasgard]

Scratch that, try again.

[pneumonia]

Fine you are a big cuddle teddy bear!

( And she pounces on him and hugs him. )

[lokiofasgard]

No I am not, get off me.

[ He squirms, of course to no avail. ]

I said get off, or would you rather a blade through your skull?

[pneumonia]

Can't kill me!

( She squeezes harder and wraps her legs around his waist. Shiro pressed her body against him. )

Teddy bear! Shiro will keep you! You can come to Deadman Wonderland with Shiro!