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@weirdmageddons cont

“Would you– would you like to play some DD&D here? I-I don’t mind. I’m certain I could imagine us up a board to play on– some dice--” He was all too eager for good company, and it seemed more and more that Bill was the only one he could get that from. Fiddleford was always judging him– he just knew it.

Bill was all he needed.

▲—“ SHARP AS EVER, IQ! ”

Ford needn’t summon it of his own accord, a lovely setup appeared with a snap of black, slender digits. It clearly had properties beyond the simple instance of dimensions that Ford knew, a simple touch ran across it’s encasing would leave an interesting sensation lingering, similar to that of static electricity. The words of the covered the front seemed to seamlessly blend into shapes that didn’t exactly seem to exist. 

It was beyond comprehension, something only Bill would show someone he liked.

▲— “ SUCH A ROOKIE. ”

“ YOU’D THINK AN INSTANCE OF MYSELF WOULD BE MORE ADEPT AT FINDING A SIMPLE KEY. REALLY, THAT WAS TOO SIMPLE. I FELT LIKE I WAS DEALING WITH A ISOSCELES! ”

▲—“ OH, THAT GUY? ”

“ I THINK HE’S A DUMB EXCUSE FOR A GOD. VENUZIANS AREN’T ALL THAT IMPRESSIVE IN THE FIRST PLACE, ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY GOT SOME GUN-TOTING ISOSCELES RUNNING THE SHOW. ”

“ BUT IT’S FINE! IT’S NOT LIKE I HOLD GRUDGES OR ANYTHING. I’M A DREAM DEMON, NOT SOME OLD SCIENCE NERD BROKEN UP OVER ANOTHER OLD SCIENCE NERD. ”

▲—  “ SO WILL YOU PLEASE SAY HELLO…TO THE FOLKS THAT I KNOW…

▲— “ OH, HIM? ”

“ THAT’S THE GULLIBLE GEEK THAT BROUGHT ME BACK INTO THIS PLANE IN THE FIRST PLACE! AFTER THOUSANDS OF YEARS BEING SEALED IN SOME ANCIENT CAVE WAITING AROUND FOR SOMEONE TO READ THAT MUMBO-JUMBO, GUESS WHO CAME ALONG? ”

▲— “ I MEAN, I'M PERFECTLY CAPABLE OF TAKING A PHOTO AND SPITTING IT OUT LIKE A POLAROID CAMERA. ”

He swiveled around Ford, eyeing him up like a piece of meat. This was a change of pace to way back when, back when they were "“” pals “”“

A quick prod would confirm that the guy he’d been having a silent staring contest for 3 months was deceased. Y’know, he wasn’t too familiar with how human corpses looked, so it wasn’t surprising.

If he was being honest, it’d been a century or so since he’d had a decent conversation with someone he didn’t intend to char. figured he take this guy up, after all, seemed like they’d get along just fine.

“NOTHING SPARKED IT. WHAT, CANT A GUY HAVE A LITTLE FUN NOW AND THEN AND COMMIT A FELONY?”

▲— “ Y’KNOW, YOU MAKE A GOOD POINT THERE. ”

“ THEN AGAIN HAVING FUN USUALLY INVOLVES COMMITTING A FELONY. THOSE THINGS GO HAND-IN-HAND! LIKE LIVERS AND MINT LEAFS. “

He gave a small cackle, swirling around with his arms outstretched to gesture to the whole setting. Bill really was enamored by the destruction! Sure, it was nothing compared to what he’d pull on a friday night. But still! This was lovely. 

“ I JUST ROLLED INTO THESE PARTS, BUT I MIGHT JUST STICK AROUND IF YOU’RE PLANNING ON PULLING MORE OF THIS! IN FACT, I’D OFFER MY SERVICES IF YOU’RE INTERESTED. “

Sitting among the ashes of what was once a refined establishment, staring at the charred remains of the patrons of the local bar, sat arson. It was indeterminable whether the crackling sound was coming  from him or what was left of the flames

“WE-HE-HELL HELLO HELLO MY TRIANGULAR FRIEND! DIDN’T REALIZE THEIR WERE SHAPE-ISH BEINGS ON THIS END OF THE COSMOS!”

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▲— “ HELLO YOURSELF! “

He was floating just above one of the bar stools, as if he was sitting on it. Bill was an entity of chaos. So of course he’d flock to a scene such as this one! The crackling was a wondrous sound, and he seemed right at home with the victims of this little fire. Their agony was hilarious! And this whoever this guy was seemed to think so too. Clearly someone worthy of striking up a conversation with!

He seems a little skeptical - almost repulsed.