inbox: abraxas

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[stations]

[thedevilwhorose]

[stations]

[thedevilwhorose]

[stations]

[thedevilwhorose]

So what was up with Rita?

[don't ask how and when he learned the name, whether or not it was in the future or from Kyle or from Future Kyle or Present Kyle who tf knows]

[stations]

I KNEW IT

( HE FELT THE VIBES )

I mean
What about Rita?

[thedevilwhorose]

[YEAH YOU DUMBSHIT WHY WOULD HE LET JACK TOWNSEND EVER GET THE LAST WORD]

She was way cooler than you, for one.

And a dragon. Briefly.

[stations]

Oh.
Yeah, she's always like that.
I mean, back home she is. Here, it's like she's back in her pre-evolution state, which is weird.

1/2

[thedevilwhorose]

H

2/2

[thedevilwhorose]

How?

[stations]

How what

[thedevilwhorose]

How did a regular raccoon end up with a pre-evolution form of a dragon in your world before Abraxas and how did she even end up here?

[stations]

It's a long story, she basically ate this glowing cocoon by the dumpster and

Look

I'm not sure at what point I gave you the impression that I understand biology on a level even remotely competent enough to explain it to you, but I can assure you I don't. My world's fucking weird and so am I, I manifest things sometimes, I don't know what to tell you.

[thedevilwhorose]

True, though you could've been a closeted case.

[of biology expert, but he clearly left that part out]

You've explained the odd mechanics of your world in the past so I shouldn't be taken aback by my continued surprise.

[compliment???????????????? probably not]

I guess a transforming raccoon is more useful than a worm-on-a-string.

[stations]

I'm not really a closeted anything guy.

Also, don't diss worm on a string. Those things are sacred. They kept some of us sane in the Pit.

[thedevilwhorose]

[he should probably give into Jack's Will and stop talking to the tragic headcase but]

Relax I didn't burn mine or anything.

[stations]

Wait, when did you get one? Did I give you one?

( In his defense, he was pretty fucked up at the time. His memory's spotty enough without recovering from Pit Hallucinogens. )

[thedevilwhorose]

Unfortunately you did.

[and Lucifer has a tendency to keep the things he's given even if it's by people that hate him because frankly he doesn't have a lot of stuff or a lot of people that give him things]

[stations]

Well give it back
You don't deserve worm on a string

[thedevilwhorose]

That requires you being in my presence. I'm not handing it off to a neutral party.

[stations]

Fine! I'll come get it

[thedevilwhorose]

[IS HE REALLY WHAT COME ON

this is what happens when he's needling people, clearly]

Whatever I'll believe it when I see it I'm in the gardens.

[WORKING. god.]

[stations]

Well get ready to believe it! And also see it! I mean, the seeing part first, and then as a result, the believing part.

Whatever, I'm coming.

( And, ten minutes later, along comes a Very Defiant Jack, searching the gardens furiously until he sets eyes on Lucifer.

And points!! Emphatically!! )

You! Give me back my worm!

[thedevilwhorose]

[Rude that means Jack did, eventually, with a lot of work, get the last word in for that round, anyway.

Lucifer is folded up in the middle of quite a lot of destroyed plants from the storms and extracting the damaged, unsalvageable parts while trying to right the rest that might be able to recover.]

I think the cat ran off with it.

[The Cat Did Not.]