((A pretty idiot with massive pecs and fluffy hair- wHaTs bEtTeR?)) “I can already /tell/ we’re going to be /best/ friends~” “WoAh- you like pink too?” “I must acquire this ‘ChOcOlAtE’ you speak of!” :Gasp: “Having four tongue piercings, wearing excessive amounts of jewelry, and dying your mullet platinum pink is /very/ normal. The normal-/est/.” “NuH-uH~ what’s the maGiC wOrd?” “Math? You mean that time of day I’m overcome with an overwhelming spell of drowsiness?” “HESSOSPICY- HELPMEIMGOINGTOBURNUP-“ “Woah! You /really/ think I can pull off as a hoo-man? :D” “OHDEARHESEVENMORESPICY- SAVEMENOW~” “…UuUuUuUuH~ I WaS… WaTeRiNg tHe PlaNtS.” “What am I? I’m a. Uh.” :pulls up google: “Hoo-man. Mhm.” “ThErEs A hUgE dIffErEncE! Demons are demon-y. I’m kind of like… a glorified pink dog.” “Oh, me? Yeah, I’m not hoo-man. I’m a Gwyllgi! We’re like… really big dogs with good-smelling breath. Oh! And we eat hoo-mans! They’re kind of rubbery though.” “…My ‘father’ did this to me. He shouldn’t even be able to be called that~ father! Ha! All he ever did for me was twist my mind and use me as his ‘pretty little puppet’! Maybe that’s why I’m different during the day. Maybe that’s why I forget everything that happened the last night. Maybe it’s fear. Maybe it’s just to protect myself from him. Whatever the case, I’m sick of it. Sick of being two people. I want to be me. Not day-Axel. Not night-Axel. /Me/.”
