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Ōn’nyosh: Looks at Levana warily. Please, for fuck’s sake, tell me that it’s not fucking parasites. I already have a fucking creepy-ass God of Decay after my soul. I don’t need any more of that shit.
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Pandora: thank you. chugs the bottle that Addic gave her
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(nice)
(I want some)
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(too bad)
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Addic: to Ōn’nyosh no, it's an acid thing i think
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Corrin: has fallen asleep
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Pandora: casually we never know. It could be parasites. They could be eating your insides as we speak.
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Ōn’nyosh: Glances at Addic and sighs. Acid is just as bad as parasites. They’re governed by the same creepy fuck.
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Addic: drinks then don't drink too much
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Pandora: casually we never know. It could be parasites. They could be eating your insides as we speak.
Ōn’nyosh: Eyes widen. Don’t fucking start that shit! I hate that fucking God of Decay! That funky fuck has no sense of fucking hygiene, and he’s just fucking… shudders in disgust… Just no. Not no, but fuck no. He then glares at Addic.
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Addic: chuckling It's not a parasite. calm down Ōn’nyosh. It's just a fruit trying…and failing… to not be eaten
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Pandora: casually we never know. It could be parasites. They could be eating your insides as we speak.
Ōn’nyosh: Eyes widen. Don’t fucking start that shit! I hate that fucking God of Decay! That funky fuck has no sense of fucking hygiene, and he’s just fucking… shudders in disgust… Just no. Not no, but fuck no.
Pandora: snickers I will… start with… whatever I want to.
(She has a hard time with English be patient she’s trying cough)
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(how do we feel about a funky little Russian man i just made up right now-)
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(do it do it do it)
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(He can meet my murdery half-Russian girlie)
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(Lol)
Ōn’nyosh: Shakes his head and sighs. As long as it isn’t parasites. Looks at Pandora and snorts. Okay, but still. No references to ol’ Shits-In-A-Bag who’s after my soul. I hate that fucking prick!
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Addic: we can see that
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Pandora: shrugs whatever you say. I do not even know who this prick is.
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Ōn’nyosh: Flips off Addic.
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Addic: winks and blows a kiss to Ōn’nyosh
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Kek materializes in the chat with what is definitely not a not-his "borrowed" godly weapon
Kek: nods to all the new people, and frowns slightly when he sees Ōn’nyosh What's up losers
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Pandora: shrugs whatever you say. I do not even know who this prick is.
Ōn’nyosh: He’s one of the three primary deities of my homeworld. Think, eight foot tall, hunched over, zombie fuck that can make a lich fucking gag.
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Addic: nodding to Kek hullo kek
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Kek: nods back Been a while. Your name's Addic, eh?
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Ōn’nyosh: Rolls his eyes at Addic, then just ignores him. Sees Kek and snickers at the frown. Fuck the losers, bring the boozers. Laughs.
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Addic: taking another drink it always has been.
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Kek: grins at Ōn’nyosh Words to live by
Corrin: vague stirring noises, still asleep
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Ōn’nyosh: Laughs some more.