(Already trying to figure out how many bars of "Scotland the Brave" is tasteful to play for a non-Scot once she does get him buried...)
(Re-stashes her harmonica, steeling herself before she reaches over and tries to get him dumped into the wagon.)
Edited by MobileLeprechaun on Oct 11th 2018 at 6:02:25 AM
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-As she reaches over, and presses against him, even the slightest touch causes a crunch not unlike a dry leaf-
-The spot she touched flakes away - he's empty beneath the skin, and there's a considerable gouge across his back-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Mac, you're a disgrace, losing your nerve like that!-
-Show a bit of decorum around the corpse, for god's sake-
-Why if Roger were here right now he'd probably say— Mac! Are you alright?
-That voice came from behind you... but there's nothing there-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Mac, it's okay, everything's—
...
Don't freakazoid out, please.
-A marble drops from his clenched palm, and he becomes visible again-
-Or something does, at least
◊-
-It's about 5'5, spindly legs, thicker arms, a body that seems coated in some kind of pink gel, constantly shifting. A pair of big blue eyes and a nervous expression as little pink bubbles float around the creature's head-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-He knees to her level-
Sort of. It's more like a suit I wear, so that people looking at me can see a perfectedly normal human-being.
-He points out a zipper along the back gouge-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-He hugs back, tight-
I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have— I hoped I could make a new body before you came back— I'm just— I'm so used to keeping it secret...
-His whole body is so different, but his voice is just the same-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I was able to shed the diseased body and purgify the remaining illnitude in my real body by performing a... uh... there's no real earth equivalent except software. I restorified myself to a previous state of health. Like flicking back the pages of a book.
That's a thing Zaroxozubzectapoids like me can do.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?No, thankfully. That was just part of my body suit.
... I'm sorry I kept this from you. I just... I got so used to keeping that secret. But now that it's out, and we've shared everything, we can just be better friends without anything hanging over us, right?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Oh, I'll take care of it.
-He stands up, stretching his arms out towards the crusty cicada-human skin-
-Without touching them, they're surrounded in a ripple-shimmer, its crushed down to the size of a baseball, hovering up beside him-
I'm, eheh, telekinetic by the way.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?([1]
)
Weell, eheh, ehh... Etsnoowinderyersoouisedt'keepenetheddenfrimoothers, aye? Effheyhadannaenootionabootet, they'dallwanttaebookyeoopfercasestudies.
(playful lil' shove... that becomes a hug, god she can't quit huggin u...)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-He hugs back-
Humans are silly like that. But I came to earth to help them. I chased the Entity here, and took on a disguise. Only Andy knows about what I really am - she helped me blendify in.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?I never thought of it like that... but you're right.
-He gently lifts her up and puts her on his shoulder-
I'm gonna make a new body - I have it encoded to my matter-zorp fabricators, it should be ready soon. Wanna watch?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-He reaches out, then touches some buttons - out of thin air, fancy sleek looking machines start forming. They're far-cries from his DIY earth tech, but he uses them just as easily-
-Before long, they form into some sort of floating supertech lathe, scanning a holoprojection of a body and adding layer after layer of a glowing material until before long, a perfectly ordinary clothed Roger body is laid across the bed, his back zipped open ready for him-
And hey presto! Or as we say on Zaroxoga - "whoopdee doo!"
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?(GOD....... if only she didn't leave her pad and pencil downstairs with the shitty tea...)
...Whoopdeidooendeed, ehehaha!
(FRIEND IS ALIVE AND OKAY)
(SCIENCE STUFF IS SO COOL)
(HAPPY MOMENT)
(now he's physically whole again and can more easily kill Andy)
(.......MOSTLY HAPPY MOMENT)
Edited by MobileLeprechaun on Oct 11th 2018 at 7:28:09 AM
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-He sets her down, gently, using his telekinetics, before bringing the body over towards himself in the same way-
-He glows a little as certain parts of himself compress into it and he slowly squeezes himself into it like a lobster in reverse-
-And then zips himself up, the zip impossible to see once it's all the way up-
-And just like that, he's exactly how you knew him-
There... good as new.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

-He'd have liked it-
-Probably. You didn't know him well enough to know his musical interests-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?