[Those arms are growing to inhuman lengths, though the Operator's not sure what he'll do with them JUST yet. His state of mind is hard to read, even for him.]
[At the moment, the Operator is reaching out toward Smile. He wants a feel for EXACTLY what all Smile is, what he entails, and well, the Operator is a bit of a hands-on guy.]
[he feels real enough and Smile doesn't seem to mind that the Operator is invading his personal space. however, there's a bit of a buzz of static in the air. not enough to bother anyone - and probably not nearly enough to bother the Operator - but it's still there.]
[Ooh, that's another bit of intrigue for the Operator. The static doesn't bother him, but he's never... quite felt a presence like this before. He reaches out, unveiling long, bone white fingers, almost as if to prove the air around Smile.
He wants a better idea of what he's dealing with. Heated static of his own will be emanating in the air; nothing painful, but it is... unpleasant. And tends to stir uneasiness in humans, though what effect it would have on Smile remains to be seen.]
[Smile's head tips to the side again, grin ever present and wide enough that it would probably would hurt a normal human to hold up. he's never once dropped the smile, though it helps that he can't stop.
the air is fairly strange around the figment. there's a sort of want for violence, destruction but not as chaotic as one might expect. it was just there for the moment with nothing to do. a nightmare waiting to spring from whatever was holding it back.]
Static like a tv....hehe...
[and apparently heated static makes him laugh. who knew?]
[The Operator feels all of that, and while any other time he would have sufficed it to be the same as certain types of humans, there was something... still so otherworldly about this being. Not the same way he was, but similar.]
[he was someone's nightmare, so he was stuck with them. Smile didn't mind his position all that much though. being Nightmare Fuel tended to provoke different responses each time.]
[One? How can one be enough? For the Operator, the hunger drove him to need far more than one human... But then again, this wasn't exactly like any other creature.]
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Yes. Not your dream. Seems like a nightmare.
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thenightmares
of m any others.
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yet]Do they go to your head? Hope it doesn't make you sick!
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ithelpsme
to findthem.
so m a ny
trytoescape.
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Why run? Easy to catch.
[he's looking at those arms of yours now, Operator buddy.]
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yes.
a futileeffort
buttheywishsobadly
tolive
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Who doesn't? Living can be good sometimes.
[though you can't take his word for it since Smile isn't exactly 'alive'.]
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eternity
isfarsweeter.
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Too long. Take it from a figment.
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He wants a better idea of what he's dealing with. Heated static of his own will be emanating in the air; nothing painful, but it is... unpleasant. And tends to stir uneasiness in humans, though what effect it would have on Smile remains to be seen.]
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the air is fairly strange around the figment. there's a sort of want for violence, destruction but not as chaotic as one might expect. it was just there for the moment with nothing to do. a nightmare waiting to spring from whatever was holding it back.]
Static like a tv....hehe...
[and apparently heated static makes him laugh. who knew?]
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do
youhuntthem.
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[he was someone's nightmare, so he was stuck with them. Smile didn't mind his position all that much though. being Nightmare Fuel tended to provoke different responses each time.]
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veryefficient.
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[what did you do?]