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[ificantloveher]

[His face when his mun says that he doesn't need a costume this year LOLOL.]

I...[if his teeth could grit any harder]

Hate.

You.

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[beyondheryears]

[She doesn't mean to stare Beast, she just hasn't out of her mun's headspace long, thus has not seen so many different types of people in her life.]

...Wingapo?

[wickedthiswaycomes]

[ Chuckling. ] Maa, aren't you just the most adorable big thing?

[ R U D E ]

[librophile]

You always say that.

[cursedtosleep]

Beast? Whatever is wrong?

[ificantloveher]

[He'd say "bless you" but...it's Beast.]

Hmm? [That came off more as a growl than intended.]

[ificantloveher]

[Is everyone sounding like an animal tonight?]

And who are you? [This guy does not take mocking very well, much less teasing.]

[simonscat]

[Hello...dog...goat...person.]

Mow?

[ificantloveher]

Because it's true! [He was just getting used to being just stuck in this mun's head- where he was basically left alone. But now.]

[ificantloveher]

[Because living in a huge dark castle alone for the most part has him a touch paranoid:] Who are you? And how do you know my...name?

I'm dying

[ificantloveher]

[A cat. No big deal.

SNARL.

He's just going to turn his chair away and stare at the wall until it cowers away from him.]

[wickedthiswaycomes]

No one, no one~

Tell me, what has gotten your fur all ruffled? I can listen to your troubles.

[librophile]

[Oh, whine more. Belle is not impressed.]

Stop taking yourself so seriously. More people would love you, if you'd only give them the chance.

[beyondheryears]

[Ok, so he probably did not speak her native tongue, whatever he was.]

Wingapo, [motions her hand in a wave] hello, I am Pocahontas.

[cursedtosleep]

I know you because my writer told me about you.

Oh no, we need a doctor over here! XD

[simonscat]

Mow! [He jumps back a little scared of the snarl, but moves forward and sits by the chair despite of it, after all you know what they say about cats and curiosity and cats.]

...Mow.

[unreachableutopia]

[Oh is that man with the extremely charming lion-like mane again.

But he isn't the same one.]

To your own mundane? Hm. That would be a common sentiment shared by many of us.

[heartisabattleground]

Beast? Are you okay?

[ificantloveher]

[He just lets out an acknowledging grunt. It's one of his many horrible habits, Pocahontas, so forgive him.]

[ificantloveher]

I don't need to speak to "no one". [Unintentional "witty" retort? Probably went over his head. Nonetheless, she could be a ghost for all he cared. She gets the cold and fuzzy shoulder all the same.]

[wickedthiswaycomes]

Come now, you can speak to anon-chan. [ Totally hovering around him. ] It'll get that stress off of your...ah, broad shoulders. [ Have a light massage on said shoulders, maybe? ]

[fastandsteady]

Hate is a rather harsh word, wouldn't you say?

[idkworldruler]

Gritting your teeth will only wear them down faster. Not make your mun feel any sort of discomfort.

[ificantloveher]

[He lets out a quiet growl and turns away.] I've given plenty of chances.

[ificantloveher]

[o right his life is just being BROADCASTED TO THE WORLD]

Anything about me is none of your business and it's none of your writer's business! [And if this was his castle, he'd slam the door right then and there.]

[cursedtosleep]

I asked you what was wrong out of concern. You don't need to yell!

[ificantloveher]

I don't understand why it's so hard for her to leave me alone. [And he can't do a thing about it. That's what he hates the most.]

[unreachableutopia]

...I feel the same way. Your situation would likely improve as long she does not place you in a so-called home.

[librophile]

I don't believe that. You're so wonderful. If you'd give them a chance...

[ificantloveher]

[Another person he doesn't know. And dresses funny. What the heck is his shoe size?]

Do I look "okay"?

[heartisabattleground]

[His shoes are beautiful okay? You're just jealous.]

No, but do you want to talk about it?

AhhhOHHHH MY GOD BROOKLYN DNJASDAFASD

[ificantloveher]

[He vaguely remembers speaking to a gargoyle last time he was here. Though he can't remember if they're the gargoyles from his castle or elsewhere. Likely the latter.]

It suits how I feel about her perfectly.

[beyondheryears]

[Still smiles, curious about Beast. Maybe he's just shy?]

It's nice to meet you. What is your name?

<3

[fastandsteady]

But I mean... come on! You're partners in a way. You can't hate her for long.

[bonneviegrenoille]

Z'ut alors monsieur, zat is not a good attitude to 'ave!

[There is now a frog as tall as a man who sounds like Lumiere talking to you, Beast. How to handle this?]