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*I taunt playfully.*
Really? I'm wounded!
*Comes back with an Irish coffee*
Sorry, fair's fair.
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*I taunt playfully.*
Really? I'm wounded!
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If it's so "Fun" why aren't you drinking it.
*I snap and a very decorated margarita appears. I entice you to drink it.*
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Sure..."Fun"
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Alcohol dulls the senses and makes an easy target. Also, it tastes bad. But maybe I can summon up a virgin PinĂ¡ Colada.
*Snapping my fingers, a nicely decorated PinĂ¡ Colada appears, and I take a light sip.*
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Sure...we'll call it that...sorry this friendly conversation took a dark twist. I need a drink...
*I snap and chug another glass of lemonade.*
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*I close my eyes. A tiny, azure blue heart appears. But part of it is missing.*
This is my soul. The only other universe I've visited with a soul that is designed like mine is one where a mere child has the ability to reset timelines. one version of that stupid child stole a part of my soul. Their name is Chroto. They have a part of my soul, but I took theirs and put them into a robot. Through some excessively complicated file corruption, I managed to make the child and the robot the same person. If I feel too much emotion, Chroto takes over. Nothing that complicated.
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That's none of your business. None.
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*My physical form glitches, and my black eyes turn purple*
Commencing Chill Out
*I snap and a bucket of water falls directly onto my head. I snap back to my original form.*
Chroto you so- I mean whoopsie, Guess I got carried away.
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When you take it as one. I wouldn't harm anybody here, I took a scan and none of them can hurt me even slightly. As long as you don't attack me I'm fine. That being said, I haven't spoken to somebody in decent conversation since...well I forgot but it has been a while.
*My eyes go hollow and black again.*
And you wouldn't attack me, would you?
*My presence seems more imposing*
You're not like THEM, are you?
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Au contraire. It finds me. So did all those people I killed.