Mess with the Cobra, you get the fangs!

i feel you bro i feel you jumpscares are a cheap tactic but boy do they get me every. single. time.

i may be a werewolf but horror movies are where i draw the line

horror movies in general though

He snorts, he set his laptop aside mostly for Billy’s sake, He waved a little tired hello. Wyv as dresses much the same except in pants, lounging mostly on the couch. He does stand though and yawn rubbing his eyes idly “Hey Billy, good to see you.” he says tiredly 

cool.

dude do you even need to sleep you are like a ghost. im not complaining im just curious now.

i have no idea. but i sleep every night with spence.

he concedes on that one, Billy has a point ”Okay okay you got me there i guess, but i only have like one guitar laying around and id have to resurrect my ps2 to play it.” he shrugs, he leaves off that he only ever played easy-mode because he couldn’t wrap his head around using all 5 keys. Was he supposed to use his pinky for orange? or move his whole hand down to use his ring finger? who knows.

Wyv does listen to him, he figure that ‘this country is good at things’ is probably like their ‘americas got talent’ or something along those lines, good to know. He in generally interested really, Wyv snorts a bit when he got kicked out over some food, he considers tacking on some witty comment about being a little graceless, but he holds onto it for the time.

He is still lounging propped up on his elbow on the couch arm when Billy is finished he says “Sounds like you lived a full life and afterlife.” he notes before cracking his knuckles “so, since im a man of my word ill show off a little of my wolf prowess.” He shrugs off his half jacket without getting up and drapes it on the couch head. Wyv’s transformation is a quick one, and before he knows it hes taken up the remaining space on the couch with his larger frame and now covered head to toe in black fur with an obvious canine face. He gives Billy a nice large and toothy canine grin.

"I know, I know. It's got'a be pretty intimidating to go up against the cobra in anything!" He's grinning and it seems like he's about ready to burst into laughter though he never does. His grins are always so genuine and full. He's a ghost that seems more lively and more happy than half the living beings in his world. It's almost ironic.

Wyv smirks at him “yes King of mario kart. And I’m straight savage when it comes to monopoly you don’t even know. i was playing online with like two friends and some random dude replaced a computer and like he wouldn’t trade wouldn’t give anyone else monopoly and i screwed him over so bad since i had monopoly on the most expensive property so i bankrupted him and it was great” he say reminiscing 

“the satisfaction of him having to foreclose and then rage quitting while we basically taunted him in chat it was so good” Wyv looked awful smug with himself as he recalls the story, truely an epic tail of fuckery on the highest scale.

He scratches his head for a moment thinking before sitting back “sure talk about yourself I don’t have anything else planned. I mean as long as there are snacks and bathroom breaks i don’t mind getting the biography right from the spooky source.” he says shifting into a lounging position “after your monologue ill show you some spoopy werewolf stuff n’whatever”

"Oh man, that's pretty sweet. Got'a give you props for that, bronopoly," Billy nods. "Buuut, I bet I could at least beat you at Guitar Hero since y'know, I actually play the guitar," he brags, turning the conversation right back to himself again. He doesn't do it on purpose necessarily, but he's also highly competitive and the way Wyv almost seems to challenge him makes it exceedingly hard for Billy not to talk about his own accomplishments.

"Alright, so, I guess we should start way back when I was a little tot, right?" He shifts, appearing to lay down in midair, supporting his head with his hand while his elbow is at an acute angle. "Obviously I came from the type of parents that were, like, hardcore set on making me their super famous son. And man, it didn't take long at all. I was discovered when I was six years old and only got more and more famous from there. Like before I mentioned that I was a judge on 'This Country Is Good At Things' and then I went on tours all over the world. Serenaded a few ladies, broke all of their hearts of course--some of them just had serious issues. I got kicked out of a country once for spitting out their awful food. I starred in two films and I joined a boy band for a little while. Heck, I even recorded an album after I was gone and had Spenpal say that he just happened to find it. So I'm, like, still totally famous! Even Jonah Tyler Taylor is a Cobrahead!" He laughs just a bit at the end, his eyes filled to the brim with glee.

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Wyv wasn’t prepared really for the hug. It felt strange to him, he expected Billy to be intangibl. It saves Wyv a lot of trouble in the long run he supposes, he returns the hug as best he can at the odd angle.

once he’s free from the specters embrace he snorts “I am king in classic Mario kart. I play Bowser and I play to win" he says frankly. But Mario kart is a big commitment and Wyv knows it “I get super competitive so that’s probably not a good game to play, at least for now.” He continues “you could tell me your life story or some intrinsic ghost knowledge nuggets. im a lost cause for musical skill”

“up to you dude, i can show off my dumb wolf form idunno, it’s all fair game.” he says shrugging. Hes so indecisive at times, but he has always been like that.

"King huh?" Billy's tone is nothing short of challenging, and he pulls out a pair of shades from seemingly nowhere, placing them on his own face as if it'd give him some sort of edge. His grin remains wide even as he folds his arms over his chest. "Don't mess with the cobra bro, or you'll get the fangs," he jeers, a slight chuckle bubbling up toward the end of his sentence. But he proceeds to continue.