I— I am the god of many things... probably— probably also anxiety, as well, I— I get very anxious and sometimes nauseous just from life...
(eyes WIDEN as Marcia enables the fucc out of him with ICE CREAM)
hhhhhh... bless you, my child...
(OPENS IT UP AND)
(Eats it very daintily and delicately.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Neat!
Time manipulation's a thing for you too, isn't it?
I never picked up how to activate it or manipulate it.
All I figured out was moving within stopped time.
But I'm not the one who can control whether time's stopped or not.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...W-would you like some, as well...? C-caramel, hhh, it always helps me to ignore the barbs and jagged edges of life, the things that scrape at the inside of my skull when it gets too quiet...
(Briefly gets a pained expression like he's disassociating or something... then has a lil' bite of caramel ice cream and has his eyes lose their horrific glazed-over look.)
...Hhhh, trop parikmasménos... c'est magnifique...
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

"Audrey's sister, Eve."
"Hold on."
-A second Kora appears, grabs the microchip and disappears-