Homeless, but being considered enough for this reaction...

[ihatetimetravel]

No, no, nonononono. I've had enough of having my life arbitrarily decided by some mysterious author-like figure! Well, okay, not that Author was actually that mysterious but still! Not doing it! No more clones, time travel, alternates, dimension hopping. None, you hear me?

... what do you mean I don't get a say in this?

... there had better at least be some ice cream involved...

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[whatssssup]

[ Sits here, just around a corner, making a soft sizzling sound. ]

Sssssssssss...

[laughingalltheway]

See, I knew a story about ice cream, a sad story, a long tale, a horrid narrative, you wouldn't want a drop of it after hearing it, oh no, see, that's the kicker, the punchline, the joke. Wouldn't it be just so very terrible, so utterly cruel of me if I were to tell you? My my, you wouldn't have a say in that either, hah, what fun it could be.

[ihatetimetravel]

[Well, (un?)fortunately for you, George (and, for that matter, his mun) hasn't played Minecraft.]

... what's that noise?

[tree_puncher]

Well... My mun thinks you'd find Endless Ice Cream at this ink_city game that he loves to watch stuff goin' on there...

[ihatetimetravel]

Oh, c'mon, you couldn't do a thing like that.

[whatssssup]

[ That's fairly unfortunate, but at least you know exactly who this fellow is. You'll find the Creeper nudging against George's side and sizzling quite a bit louder now. ]

SsssssssssssSSSSSSS

[ Explosion incoming in 5... 4... 3... ]

[laughingalltheway]

Oh, I could and I would, but see, only if the story had a funny ending. Now, would it be funny if it invoked a hate for ice cream in you? Oh, oh I do suspect it would, but see, that's just you; a single man.

[ He grins wide. ]

How about I make an entire city hate ice cream?

[ Look what you've made the Joker start plotting now, George. You've doomed all us ice cream lovers to an ice cream-less fate. Gosh. ]

[ihatetimetravel]

[Y'know, if he didn't know any better, he'd almost say that sounded like a...

... oh shit. This is bad, isn't it? RUN!]

[whatssssup]

[ 2... 1... ... Wait. Where'd he go? ]

SSSSSSssssssssss...

[ The sizzling tapers off, and the Creeper glances around, having lost sight of George a little too easily.

Thank goodness George hadn't yet chosen to use any of his fancy electric abilities, else the Creeper would be a lot smarter, stronger, and faster. Oh, and you know, not dead. ]

[ihatetimetravel]

... that means there's more for me? I'm not really seeing the problem here.

[Yeah so maybe George isn't exactly taking this seriously.]

[ihatetimetravel]

Endless Ice Cream? Sign me up-

... wait a second. Your mun just... watches? This isn't another comic strip, is it?

[laughingalltheway]

Not if you were made to hate it.

[ Okay, so maybe this isn't going according to plan. Where's Bob to stand as a fiery anti-argument against George? ]

[ihatetimetravel]

[... huh. He was expecting an explosion. That's what that sound usually means. He's just going to peek his head around the corner...]

1/2

[tree_puncher]

[The Minecraftian grumbles.]

I more just mean my Mun's not got any muses in said game... He's though of apping myself there... But for some reason he just stopped halfway in making it. Not that he's telling me why.

2/2

[tree_puncher]

[Then the blocky man realized something.]

Un, wait, what's a comic strip?

[ihatetimetravel]

Good luck. Stronger men have tried, but all fall to the whims of the Ultimate Lord of the Ice Cream Clan!

[whatssssup]

[ Oh hi. ]

Sssssssssssss...!

[ Guess who spotted you, George? ]

[laughingalltheway]

I'm afraid I didn't catch the, ah, punchline.

[ihatetimetravel]

[Dammit, George, fourth wall! Fourth wall! At least pretend it's there?]

... right, sorry. Er... mysterious alternate universe where-

... wait, how do you know about muns but not comic strips?

[George, no pointing out the inconsistencies in other people's logic! It's rude.]

[ihatetimetravel]

[There it goes again! Which means time to start running again!]

[ihatetimetravel]

Who's joking?

[tree_puncher]

[Steve? grumbles again.]

Because my Mun's decided to not let me know ANYTHING that doesn't relate to my home realm of Minecraft here... And even with Minecraft he's now even not sure how much of that I should really normally have outside of Dear_Mun.

[communistparts]

Spoilers: there's no ice cream involved.

[laughingalltheway]

Well I guess I was.

... Hm.

[whatssssup]

[ George's two long legs outrun the Creeper's four stubby legs any day of the week. The sizzle tapers off now into a sad sort of sound. ]

Sssss... ...sss.