...Perry... Uhhhm, w-well met, Perry... Myself, I would be your Resplendent Lord, Prince of the Thousand Stars, Demiurge Eternal Panagiotis Lucien Ibarra...
(Spreads his big ol' flabby arms in an attemptedly majestic pose
◊.)
...Uhhhm, b-but you may just call me God... o-or Panos, most people just call me Panos, and only "Lucien" if they're upset at me, and—and sometimes Auntie gets that way, but she is only human and—... Yes.
<...Are... Are you alright, dear...?>
(Jackie.) <...Unfortunately, my body is physically incapable of human speech, and I therefore must rely on telepathy... I, ah... I can be quiet if you want me to...>
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019Yes! O-oh yes, myself is, in fact, a god wreathed in the... the generous flesh of a mortal, the divine soul incubating, growing, strengthening day by day until finally I will emerge, ascend from the prison of my body, best at at long last the trials and tribulations of this world and transcend to my truest self, my Ultimate Godform...
(Wheezes.)
...Uhhhm, but my inner divinity's truth remains unknown, unproven to many unbelievers, a-and the hour and means of my transcendence is still obscured from myself... but—but my victory is assured, absolute, abolished by nothing... S-so, uhhhm... Yes!
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(Grub-nods and watches Jackie concernedly as he tries to get back on that tree and ri— climb.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-nods- Indeed, were I a magician I'd...
-thinks for a moment- Well, I'd do what I might have thought was best in a misguided endeavor costing millions of lives, but-
If I had a power like yours, I'm sure I'd do much the same... ah- hopefully.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

-Looks up, smiling-
Hello, Miyu.