My muse smells like…
“... So, in other words: nothing.” That was actually ... kinda accurate. As incarnations of the Void, Leviathans lacked any defining scent of their own; only mimicking and wearing the scents of their surroundings like sinister chameleons.
“Specifically the gravity of two -- or more -- bodies falling and hitting against each other.”
“I’m not sure if I should be offended by this or not...”
“I’ll interpet ‘fox fur’ to mean ‘sly and classy’. So yes, I can agree with this.”
... Well, three out of four ain’t bad.
“...th’fuck is ‘shampoo’? It has ‘poo’ in it so it must be fuckin’ nasty. Moonlight doesn’t even have a smell! ‘N DID THIS PIECE OF SHIT TELL ME I SMELL LIKE A FUCKIN’ COW?!”
It got the emotion part right at least... even if that also doesn’t have a smell.
“Clearly the intelligence is missing from this ‘artificial intelligence’.”
“Uh, ew?? No way.”
