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[friendlyflower]

[*Looks like someone left their Grumpearl on.
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... Why did I have to find Lusamine? I don't even care that she's in a stupid coma.

[You don't feel a sense of love or attachment or empathy... but there's a pang of something. Another name on the list. Another petal plucked.]

Hee hee... what an idiot. She spent so much energy trying to 'fix' me that she couldn't even take care of herself. Now look at us. I'm still here and she might as well be dead.

[Maybe he should have taken her soul. Then maybe she...

... no. Sharing a body has never worked out for him. And the last thing he wants is someone that close. Reading his thoughts, the stupid impulses that pass for 'feelings'... what a joke.]

I hate everyone. I hate all of them!!!

I hate every single one of those stupid losers! I hope they ALL drop dead!!

[He knows he doesn't mean it. But do you?]

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[bladeofnymeia]

...No. No, it wouldn't. And I can't wish it away. All I can do - all anyone can do is live with it the best they can.

[But that doesn't make it any easier. For people to recoil from you, from all the stories of the things you've done spiraling into rumors of what you could do, turning you into a bogeyman. Bogeywoman? Is that a thing?]

[friendlyflower]

[... Interested as he is in her dark secrets, it's not the time. This is starting to make him uncomfortable.

It is nice, though, to be understood.]

Whatever. Just leave me alone.

[bladeofnymeia]

I can do that. But, Flowey, is that what you truly want?

[friendlyflower]

What I 'want' doesn't matter.

[The angsty boy logs off the Grumpearl network, leaving Firoza with that.]