mun is flipflopping on sending him to a game

[ifeelnothing]

What do I care what you want, huh? You can't make a decision- I can. I'm the one that would be doing things here, damnit! You're just...

I don't know. You just, keep assuming things or whatever it is you wanna do. See where that gets you! I don't need to be part of anything, or go anywhere to be somebody, so lay off!

I don't need that kind of power, anyway...not really...

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[gigglesnortpriestess]

[Mun what the hell?! Why are you making her do this???

...she'll be peering out a corner just unsure on what to do exactly.]

[ifeelnothing]

[Oh, silly Yukiko.

You can't outpeer the peeper. <3]

Hey, what are you even doing here?!

...did you change your mind or something? Tch, figures.

[gigglesnortpriestess]

[It's cute when she does it. It's creepy when he does.]

Changed my mind about what?

[the_tv_is_a_lie]

[Oh. You again.]

You know, I'd say something, but I just can't find the words.

[ifeelnothing]

That's funny, 'cos I wasn't sure you could talk for a while there.

Why don't you go off and make balloon animals for orphans or something, golden boy?

[the_tv_is_a_lie]

I will, actually.

It proves I'm making better use of my life than you are with yours.

[Burned.]

[withthisherringseal]

How mature.

[That's all he needs to say about that.]

[ifeelnothing]

And you think I give a damn, why??

[W O W its like bowlcut all over again!]

[withthisherringseal]

I didn't.

I don't think you'll ever understand how pitiful you make yourself look to the rest of the world, anyway.

[It wasn't like him to be condescending, but with how obvious this boy makes it...]

[handshakegreeting]

So you would deny something that was offered freely and with no strings attached, save the one that still connects you to Inaba?

[Color him/her amused.]

[ifeelnothing]

I decide what I do. Nobody else! Why should I trust some crackpot's offer, anyway?

[And a pause.]

...wait, you're that workaholic at the gas station, aren't you? The hell do you know about anything?

[handshakegreeting]

Because it is a better offer than you can possibly gain in Inaba, perhaps?

[S/he smirks.]

I know not to judge by appearances and first impressions, first of all. Something that seems beyond your finite reach, Kubo-san.

[thousandcurses]

[OH, MITSUO, IF ONLY YOU KNEW.

Izanami is highly amused by you talking with her other-self and not noting anything off about "him."]

[thousandcurses]

It's a shame what people do with second chances when they're offered to them.

[Izanami used: TROLOLOLOLOL.]

[ifeelnothing]

Second chance...?

[Casually ignore that this weird looking lady(?) that looks like the gas attendant and focus on the 'important information' instead. Bravo, Kubo.]

I'm still on my first life- my first shot. I don't need spare anything yet.

[thousandcurses]

Ah, then perhaps you haven't traveled to that world yet.

[Not giving much more information.]

[verbaltique]

Not a very big believer in the forces of destiny, are we?

[ifeelnothing]

It's just story-telling bullshit for games with weak plots. Like an excuse, only more pathetic.

[And yet Kubo somehow enjoyed SMT1. Go fig.]

[shuptosomething]

<sub>[Well hey there Kubo possible lunch, how are you doing this fine evening?

Pay no mind to the totally sneaky antics of the little Shuppet bobbing closer...and closer... over the course of all those little hors d'oeuvres of negativity being given off in those other threads.]</sub>

[ifeelnothing]

[Okay no, shup bro. If negativity is your cuisine, then Kubo's special brand of stupid whining is like a fine aged wine.

Drink it up, and try not to get drunk. Red might get miffed.]

[linefacingforever]

[...oh for the love of... mundane, why do you want this? Stop squealing.]

Actually, if your mundane wants it, you don't have a choice.

1/3???

[ifeelnothing]

[Wait.]

[ifeelnothing]

[What about...up there...???]

[ifeelnothing]

[Fuck it, just roll with it. Bowlcut is a pretty weird guy, who's to say he can't...teleport, or something?]

She doesn't have any power over me. We've been over this.

[perverseheart]

Are you aware that even your words here... it is their choice to let them see them, and not your own?

*Yep, banging pretty hard on the fourth wall here. Oh, and don't mind how her voice is so monotonous, that it borders the line between organic and inorganic. And that her gold eyes are glowing. And that she looks like she's come straight out of a fantasy novel, what with the tattered clothing and heavy boots and stuff. If you even notice, Sir Kubo~*