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Emerald Bubbles
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>>869639
I put on a serious face!
"I know all about your little plans."
"What?"
"Don't play dumb!" He rolls his eyes.
"Whatever, weirdo."
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No serious face this time. I already know the answer, but...
"Hey... Can you really make ANY part of your body bigger?" He grins smugly.
"Yeah."
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>>869520
From what I understand, his kinda Shadow starts out as a normal livin' person, and then... I dunno what happens, but they wind up in this undead state somehow or other.
"So how long've you been an adventurer?"
"Not too long after I ended up like this." He gestures to himself and makes his shape all wavy for a second before snapping it back. "Used to work at a power plant. Now I'm ah, not such a hot candidate for that kind've environment. So I thought, hey, I'll try something a lot different." He swirls his drink. "Been a handful of years now."
>>869334
"Whoa..." He might be sensitive about how he became an undead, so I'll move on for now. "And what kinda music y'like?"
"Eh? Punk rock, I guess. Grungy stuff especially. Ever heard of The Mech-heads?"
"Nope..."
"Psh." He rolls his eyes "Give 'em a listen some time."
>>869578
"Will do! How abouuut your go-to booze? And fighting style?"
"Odd's Bodka. It gets you drunk pretty well and it tastes good. For fighting style I'm sneaky, brutal, and fast, not so flashy. But I can pull out some berserker shit if I have to."
>>869353
"Good to know! What about hobbies? Got any of those?"
"Y'know anything about video games?" I nod. He nods back, less enthusiastically. I overdid it slightly with mine. "I like sandboxy, open-world stuff, 'specially if there's good movement and sweet guns. Other kinds of shooters are good too. Heard of Killtronic Deathray?"
"Yeah! I played the second one like 3 years ago."
"Good shit, right? The fuckin' Grav Cannon... Mmh! So satisfying."
"That thing was a beast! I used to make people so mad in multiplayer 'cause I'd keep one shot until everyone forgot how many were left in the stage, and then use it when the enemy team thought they could bunch up again."
"Pfahahhh, that's good! Everyone I played with would try to use it for quick guaranteed kills. I did too. It got too hectic for real strategizing, least for me." I nod and kinda shrug.
"How do you feel about REAL guns? It's no Grav Cannon, but I'm a crack shot with a Caster gun." I twirl mine on a finger and mess up and drop it.
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"How do you feel about REAL guns? It's no Grav Cannon, but I'm a crack shot with a Caster gun." I twirl mine on a finger and don't mess it up this time. He doesn't look impressed though. He does lean forward to look at it.
"What kinds of bullets ya have there?" I tell him about... most of them. "Good selection... I'm almost startin' to feel like my wallet's gonna be in danger." He leans back. "But we'll see."
>>869473
"We sure will! Soon! Mm, now that I'm almost done with this chili dog, what'd be YOUR perfect hotdog?" He coughs.
"I'm not real picky about that." For a second he looks kind of odd and he looks away from me, but he returns to his more relaxed attitude right after. How odd! But now I'm done, and it's time to go!
"Have fun with your fist-related explorations, folks."
"Thanks!"
"Right." He shifts his clothing into something more... adventurey? And looks at me. "That what you're wearin'?"
"Yup!"
And with that, we warp to the Temple of the Fist. Good thing trips to stony underground places full of traps and corridors don't have any history of ending especially badly for shadowy shark men, or bipedal lizards that can come apart!
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