Testing out this AU and possibly heading somewhere

[dreaming_smile]

I get that ya want to test me out and all but shouldn't it be 'til you've got everything done before you toss me somewhere weird? My Effects are still kinda....not there right now and I think I'll need 'em for wherever you're sending me.

[Smile shifts slightly and his voice drops to a whisper.]

...and I'm guessing that he's comin' with me, right?

[well yeah, he is a part of you Smile.]

Figures.

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Hi :3c

[stopgostopdie]

Tell yer mun not t'give mine ideas. Practically got a list of Effects f'r me ready to go...

...Let me guess, I don't wanna know what you mean by "him."

[dreaming_smile]

Don't think they'll listen to either of us. They've got weird tastes. [and thinking about Fun with Trauma~** and all that jazz.]

No, ya really don't. [unless you really want to meet a psychopath with a hammer, at any rate.]

[stopgostopdie]

Understatement of the century.

Figured. [Anyone who knows what Effects are is not likely to be from a pleasant place, or know pleasant people. If they can be called people. Shitai's certainly not inclined to ask further.]

Where's yer mun looking, anyway? [There's an implied "And how horrible is it?" in his tone.]

[dreaming_smile]

Some kinda hospital or thing like it. Sharp pointy things and I really ain't in the mood to go there.

[yeah, he's really not happy. he went through a hospital and that stay ended badly. he doesn't want to go again mun :(]

[stopgostopdie]

[That earns a shudder that Shitai almost manages to contain, and a grimace that he doesn't hide at all. His experiences haven't endeared hospitals to him either.]

Ugh. Can't blame ya. Not one of those freaky horror places, is it? S'even worse.

[dreaming_smile]

It is. I ain't suited for those kinds of places and my mun knows it. They just like messin' with me.

[oh you totally are suited for it. well, the other half of you is, anyways.]

[stopgostopdie]

Muns like messin' with all of us. Sucks. Like our "normal" state of existence isn't usually bad enough, yeah?

[He gestures to his own... green and bleeding and deadness. He doesn't know what Smile's deal is, of course - but the kid mentioned Effects, so Shitai's not expecting sparkles and butterflies here.]

[dreaming_smile]

[nope. just dead bodies and a psychopathic disease.]

I ain't expecting much from this, but it's better than my 'normal' self. [creepy creepy smile. he's not like that. when he's in control, anyways.]

Though you've got an...interestin' look to ya.

[stopgostopdie]

M'dead. Or something. What d'you expect?

[As if to illustrate this, he lifts a hand and rubs some of the blood off his face. More blood immediately pours right back down as he moves his hand away, wiping it futilely on his already well-stained shirt. Absolutely no reaction to the creepy smile of creepiness, either - that sort of thing's almost routine after a while.]

Dead an' stuck in some freakish nightmare world. Well, b'fore the mun... y'know what I mean.

...Something like that for you?

[dreaming_smile]

[he's about to ask if he got hit by a car but thinks better of it.]

Er...yeah, somethin' like that. [Smile scratches one of the tattoos over his eyes before dropping his hand.] Not somethin' I like thinking about.

[stopgostopdie]

[Close!]

Yeah, me either. S'much better here.

...Well, when the muns aren't messin' with us.

[dreaming_smile]

There ain't any chance of them backin' off, is there? [he kind of hopes so, but he doesn't have a nice mun.]

[stopgostopdie]

Kid, mine doesn't bother me that much...

...or so I thought, but then she dumped me in a zombie outbreak meme an' told people it was okay t'mistake me for the shotgun fodder.

Gonna go with "no" on this one.

[dreaming_smile]

[ouch.]

Well, here's hopin' it doesn't get worse. [he'd give out beers or something, but the mun didn't stick any in the headspace. for reasons.]

[stopgostopdie]

Pretty optimistic, but I'll take it.

[He's got... soda? Have a can.]