[DON'T MAKE THAT FACE Mahito laughs and bongos his cheeks a little, like a terrible goblin.]
Hah! But you're the god of sleep, aren't you? Then you're as old as humanity! Ah, but it's okay - if it makes you feel any better, I've probably been around in some way since then, too.
[Ah, the cursed life... where part of you has probably been around long before you formed consciousness, like it was with your demon friends, but your consciousness only recently crawled out of the sewer.
STOP HE'S NOT GOING TO TRY EATING SLOTH'S HAIR even if it does feel like cotton candy... There's a little roll of intrigue through his emotions, but he will only gently tug for now. Wow who taught him the reflex of "brace when your hair is tugged" though, incredible.]
You mean opium? Kinda, yeah! But it does, it does - it lasts a while, too, so it's way better than coffee if you're after longevity. [N...NODDING. PLEASE DON'T LET HIM SEND SLOTH BACK TO THE AVATARS HIGH ON METH.]
Wow... we're really two skeletons in a crypt. I've never met anyone with so much in common except my twin brother!
[look. this sure is a game. he's been around wrath for a while. he probably learned more than just how to brace reflexively when his hair is being tugged on.]
Two skeletons in a crypt! [SAID WITH ENTHUSIASM. And then, quieter:] Bone besties...
[i fucking hate it here. For so many reasons, including all these brackets and Mahito himself. He will stop fussing with Sloth's hair for now, at least...]
Yeah! We gotta keep indulging or whatever, right? [He says, as if literally anything he does ISN'T indulgent. Anyway here comes the curse--] Wanna try with me?
[TOO LATE!! HE'S GOING TO TEACH HIM SHITPOSTS AND ALSO HOW TO DO DRUGS!!]
I'll make us some friendship bracelets that say that, if I can find the stuff I need!
[ONE SAYS BONE AND ONE SAYS BESTIES. JESUS CHRIST. Anyway he might crush Sloth's ribs a little since he sits up very suddenly, which puts his weight on his little demon arms that are still resting on Sloth.]
Yay, yay! It should be lots of fun! [Binch this thread is going to be the IC reason Mahito intentionally plans ahead and gives himself a much lower dose than Douman later.] How d'you wanna do it? There are tons of ways! We have pipes, needles, I got a baggie that's already crushed--
[HE'S JUST READY?? TO DO METH?? AT ANY GIVEN CHANCE????]
[just like wearing the lil friendship ring. besties.......... bonie...besties.
the air gets squeaked out of him like when you try to deflate the air out of a ziplock bag before you completely seal it. but he doesn't seem to be hurt, OR MIND. I WISH HE WOULD MIND AT LEAST A LITTLE. he doesn't.]
Um--which way is the best way? [why does HE JUST HAVE METH ON HIM??] Maybe the pipe will be like the bubble one!
[THEIR TOKENS OF FRIENDSHIP. B........bonie...besties. god do i hate it here.
I ALSO WISH HE WOULD MIND AT LEAST A LITTLE!! But it's fine, Mahito just laughs at the sound he makes and reaches up to ruffle his cotton candy hair.]
I dunno! You won't get the first rush if you snort it, so smoking would probably be better?
[He fucking reaches under the beach chair to pull out a bundle, which contains a BUNCH OF METH SUPPLIES (and also snacks) (i typed snakes first). There are two pipes since he's clearly planning on dragging other people into hell with him, along with a few syringes, a spoon, etc. do you understand how much i hate it here.]
[he just goes 😄 when his hair is ruffled. it doesn't stick up in different directions so much as it fluffs up because it's curly.]
Okay, no snorting! [he has no idea what the fuck meth is. thanatos is having a heart attack in another dimension.] It'll be like we're blowing bubbles, except when blowing the opposite way!
[Oh... RUFFLING IT AGAIN. There's a little bit of amused curiosity on his end as he watches it fluff. Cute...
Glad to be contributing to Thanatos' heart attacks, though. He'll get out a couple of pipes, though! And finally rolls back off of Sloth, so he can sit semi-upright.]
Will it not taste bad? [WHY IS HE ASKING SLOTH.] Hm... We'll see, I guess! It probably won't matter even if it does. Here - sit up, sit up!
[Gently nudging him with an elbow!! im not putting myself on any more fbi watch lists so i aint googlin this but he's preparing some gotdam flutes for them.]
[in one movement, he sits straight from the waist up. oh. his feetsies have roasted in the sun, but he doesn't even act like he notices when he draws his legs toward himself a bit for balance.]
Oh. I don't know! The bubbles did, so I'm hoping this doesn't!
[can't believe they are about to toast flutes of meth on dagon's beach in the damn graveyard.]
It'd be nice if you could blow bubbles while smoking it, though.
[WH DON'T JUST RISE FROM THE DEAD LIKE FRANKENSTEIN HELLO. JESUS.]
Oh! I hope it doesn't, too. That'd take some of the fun out of it, I think. [YOU THINK?? jesus do i fuckin hate it here. Anyway here take your goddamn meth flute, Sloth.]
If we had a bubble wand, you could blow bubbles with smoke in your mouth! Then when the bubbles pop, it leaves a little smoke-bubble in the air for a second. Cute, right?
{HE SAYS, WHILE HOLDING OUT THE LIGHTER TO SET SLOTH'S FLUTE UP. "Cute", says Mahito, one step away from getting Sloth high and strung out.]
[well, i just looked up stuff about smoking meth, and aki and i have had a great time losing our minds. if i go to prison for my googling crimes, please remember this thread.
sloth TAKES the PIPE.] Yeah, it would! [he is waiting patiently while mahito lights him up.] Really?! Oh no! I wish we had bubbles, so I could try that! It'd be really amazing!
I can show my brother when I get back home.
[imagine going back to thanatos with a crack pipe and a bottle of bubbles before a flea raccoon crawls out of the styx pool 100 years later.
WELL, this thread can only get more worse. BOTTOM'S UP. he takes way too long and big of a hit of the fucking pipe because he doesn't know any better. goodbye.]
[THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN AND THAN WILL JUST HAVE TO FUCKING DEAL WITH HIS TWEAKING BROTHER AND THIS DRUG DEALING IMMORTAL FLEA RACCOON.]
Oh...
[Is the only thing he says at first, when he sees just how big of a first hit Sloth has taken. He's realizing he should have probably given more instruction! Haha, whoops.
This should be hilarious, though. Also he's abandoning his own flute because he's apparently decided he wants to share?? He holds a hand out for Sloth's.]
[thanks to google, meth apparently tastes EXTREMELY bad when you smoke it. so the first thing sloth does it let out a ragged, barking cough in another direction while making the worst disgusted and sour face in the entire universe.
as he is handing over the flute for mahito. your turn, enjoy hell.]
Mahito is also looking extremely hesitant now?! BINCH. DON'T JUST REACT LIKE THAT AND THEN HAND HIM THE FUCKIN FLUTE. He's squinting at it and then squinting at Sloth.]
You look like you licked a toilet in a public bathroom...
[He will
hesitantly?? Bring the pipe to his mouth??? And take a tiny toke??? It is so much less than Sloth, partially for the hilarity of it and partially so Mahito doesn't OD because timeline shenanigans means he's taking a for-real dose in like 5 hours.
Anyway he's absolutely going through the same process of almost dying from the hideousness of the taste. PLEASE HOLD AS HE COUGHS AND LEANS OVER TO SPIT ON THE SAND.]
[please understand that sloth is still fucking choking on the smoke and also the hideous taste, but there is just something deeply satisfying about someone else going through the exact same process as you when it's bad.
and so he starts wheeze cackling. oh my god, he's high as fuck already. he wheezes right off the side of the chair and falls over into the sand with his feet still stuck up on the side of it.
[THERE HE GOES... OOOOH MY GOD. Mahito just starts laughing because Sloth is laughing, even though he spits for a few more seconds onto the ground... He has nothing left to spit out he's just spitting why the fuck.]
Haha—!! I've never licked brimstone before! That sounds like shit, why'd you do that!
[AS IF SLOTH HAS AND THAT'S WHY HE COMPARED IT.
Who knows, maybe he has... Wow. Anyway, once he's done spitting literally air, he pulls himself back over the chair and flops over the side of it, too. Now they are both half in the sand!]
Well! [let him TELL you why that is TRUE.] My brother and I were arguing when we were young, and he said, [makes his face extremely serious even if it's cracking at the edges, his voice is serious, too. wow, he sounds exactly like greed also? very funny.] "Maybe the day you lick brimstone!"
And so I did!
[he starts giggling when mahito flops beside him in the sand.] Hi. [high. MAHITO DIDN'T EVEN TAKE A BIG HIT. damn, sloth is going to go back to the underworld using meth to get work done.]
We should do something. Don't you just want to get up and go?
Wow! Wow, that sounds terrible! Your brother's really out there, huh?
[Being Greed...... Being Nanamin. Can't believe Mahito is going to gravitate toward him like a chaos magnet when he crawls out of the Styx pool. Anyway he doesn't have to take a big hit to be LIKE THIS. He's ALREADY LIKE THIS. I HATE IT HERE.
Mahito wiggles until his legs are off the chair too, and immediately pops up to his feet, reaching down for Sloth's hands.]
he glances up at the hands, and then reaches up with NO hesitation to take them. please, i beg you. anyway, he helps himself up to his feet, unworried about any of the sand.]
Good idea! [IS IT?!] Let's go swimming! I'll race you--go!
Anyway it's fine he still doesn't have his gumby hands. He just helps Sloth up, reaching over to dust some of the sand away-- AND THERE HE GOES.]
Oh—!! Ahaha, you're really fast when you wanna be!!
[HE'S FUCKING ZOOMING TOO NOW I HATE IT HERE THEY'RE GOING TO JUST RUN DIRECTLY INTO THE SEA AND KEEP RUNNING. Mahito honestly forgets they're racing within like 2 seconds anyway and is just having fun running with Sloth.]
they are going to run directly into the sea and keep going because they're both stupid AND high. and also it has now become less of a race competitively, and more of them literally skipping together into trouble.]
You gotta go fast!
[it sounds like he has heard this somewhere before.
i just want to emphasize how much he just runs into the water that is cresting powerfully in the opposite direction, so that when he hits it, he gets clothes-lined essentially and it bowls him over. goodbye.]
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Hah! But you're the god of sleep, aren't you? Then you're as old as humanity! Ah, but it's okay - if it makes you feel any better, I've probably been around in some way since then, too.
[Ah, the cursed life... where part of you has probably been around long before you formed consciousness, like it was with your demon friends, but your consciousness only recently crawled out of the sewer.
STOP HE'S NOT GOING TO TRY EATING SLOTH'S HAIR even if it does feel like cotton candy... There's a little roll of intrigue through his emotions, but he will only gently tug for now. Wow who taught him the reflex of "brace when your hair is tugged" though, incredible.]
You mean opium? Kinda, yeah! But it does, it does - it lasts a while, too, so it's way better than coffee if you're after longevity. [N...NODDING. PLEASE DON'T LET HIM SEND SLOTH BACK TO THE AVATARS HIGH ON METH.]
Not yet! But I already know what it's like.
[Inherent knowledge baybee.]
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[look. this sure is a game. he's been around wrath for a while. he probably learned more than just how to brace reflexively when his hair is being tugged on.]
Oh! Are you going to try some...?
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[i fucking hate it here. For so many reasons, including all these brackets and Mahito himself. He will stop fussing with Sloth's hair for now, at least...]
Yeah! We gotta keep indulging or whatever, right? [He says, as if literally anything he does ISN'T indulgent. Anyway here comes the curse--] Wanna try with me?
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[don't teach him shitposts on top of what he's already learned from lust and wrath.]
Well, um--yeah! I'll try some with you! It'll be great having more energy!
[and also wild, unbridled god energy. goodbye any lingering crumb of sanity the graveyard might be clinging to right now. it's going to be gone.]
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I'll make us some friendship bracelets that say that, if I can find the stuff I need!
[ONE SAYS BONE AND ONE SAYS BESTIES. JESUS CHRIST. Anyway he might crush Sloth's ribs a little since he sits up very suddenly, which puts his weight on his little demon arms that are still resting on Sloth.]
Yay, yay! It should be lots of fun! [Binch this thread is going to be the IC reason Mahito intentionally plans ahead and gives himself a much lower dose than Douman later.] How d'you wanna do it? There are tons of ways! We have pipes, needles, I got a baggie that's already crushed--
[HE'S JUST READY?? TO DO METH?? AT ANY GIVEN CHANCE????]
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[just like wearing the lil friendship ring. besties.......... bonie...besties.
the air gets squeaked out of him like when you try to deflate the air out of a ziplock bag before you completely seal it. but he doesn't seem to be hurt, OR MIND. I WISH HE WOULD MIND AT LEAST A LITTLE. he doesn't.]
Um--which way is the best way? [why does HE JUST HAVE METH ON HIM??] Maybe the pipe will be like the bubble one!
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[THEIR TOKENS OF FRIENDSHIP. B........bonie...besties. god do i hate it here.
I ALSO WISH HE WOULD MIND AT LEAST A LITTLE!! But it's fine, Mahito just laughs at the sound he makes and reaches up to ruffle his cotton candy hair.]
I dunno! You won't get the first rush if you snort it, so smoking would probably be better?
[He fucking reaches under the beach chair to pull out a bundle, which contains a BUNCH OF METH SUPPLIES (and also snacks) (i typed snakes first). There are two pipes since he's clearly planning on dragging other people into hell with him, along with a few syringes, a spoon, etc. do you understand how much i hate it here.]
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Okay, no snorting! [he has no idea what the fuck meth is. thanatos is having a heart attack in another dimension.] It'll be like we're blowing bubbles, except when blowing the opposite way!
And it doesn't taste as bad!
[he doesn't know if meth tastes bad or not.]
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Glad to be contributing to Thanatos' heart attacks, though. He'll get out a couple of pipes, though! And finally rolls back off of Sloth, so he can sit semi-upright.]
Will it not taste bad? [WHY IS HE ASKING SLOTH.] Hm... We'll see, I guess! It probably won't matter even if it does. Here - sit up, sit up!
[Gently nudging him with an elbow!! im not putting myself on any more fbi watch lists so i aint googlin this but he's preparing some gotdam flutes for them.]
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Oh. I don't know! The bubbles did, so I'm hoping this doesn't!
[can't believe they are about to toast flutes of meth on dagon's beach in the damn graveyard.]
It'd be nice if you could blow bubbles while smoking it, though.
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Oh! I hope it doesn't, too. That'd take some of the fun out of it, I think. [YOU THINK?? jesus do i fuckin hate it here. Anyway here take your goddamn meth flute, Sloth.]
If we had a bubble wand, you could blow bubbles with smoke in your mouth! Then when the bubbles pop, it leaves a little smoke-bubble in the air for a second. Cute, right?
{HE SAYS, WHILE HOLDING OUT THE LIGHTER TO SET SLOTH'S FLUTE UP. "Cute", says Mahito, one step away from getting Sloth high and strung out.]
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sloth TAKES the PIPE.] Yeah, it would! [he is waiting patiently while mahito lights him up.] Really?! Oh no! I wish we had bubbles, so I could try that! It'd be really amazing!
I can show my brother when I get back home.
[imagine going back to thanatos with a crack pipe and a bottle of bubbles before a flea raccoon crawls out of the styx pool 100 years later.
WELL, this thread can only get more worse. BOTTOM'S UP. he takes way too long and big of a hit of the fucking pipe because he doesn't know any better. goodbye.]
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Oh...
[Is the only thing he says at first, when he sees just how big of a first hit Sloth has taken. He's realizing he should have probably given more instruction! Haha, whoops.
This should be hilarious, though. Also he's abandoning his own flute because he's apparently decided he wants to share?? He holds a hand out for Sloth's.]
Whatcha think? How is it?
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as he is handing over the flute for mahito. your turn, enjoy hell.]
I...t...! It's.... not......... ambrosia!
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Mahito is also looking extremely hesitant now?! BINCH. DON'T JUST REACT LIKE THAT AND THEN HAND HIM THE FUCKIN FLUTE. He's squinting at it and then squinting at Sloth.]
You look like you licked a toilet in a public bathroom...
[He will
hesitantly?? Bring the pipe to his mouth??? And take a tiny toke??? It is so much less than Sloth, partially for the hilarity of it and partially so Mahito doesn't OD because timeline shenanigans means he's taking a for-real dose in like 5 hours.
Anyway he's absolutely going through the same process of almost dying from the hideousness of the taste. PLEASE HOLD AS HE COUGHS AND LEANS OVER TO SPIT ON THE SAND.]
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and so he starts wheeze cackling. oh my god, he's high as fuck already. he wheezes right off the side of the chair and falls over into the sand with his feet still stuck up on the side of it.
he's still laughing, though. he can't move.]
It tastes... like.. licking brimstone!
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Haha—!! I've never licked brimstone before! That sounds like shit, why'd you do that!
[AS IF SLOTH HAS AND THAT'S WHY HE COMPARED IT.
Who knows, maybe he has... Wow. Anyway, once he's done spitting literally air, he pulls himself back over the chair and flops over the side of it, too. Now they are both half in the sand!]
Hi.
[HIGH.]
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And so I did!
[he starts giggling when mahito flops beside him in the sand.] Hi. [high. MAHITO DIDN'T EVEN TAKE A BIG HIT. damn, sloth is going to go back to the underworld using meth to get work done.]
We should do something. Don't you just want to get up and go?
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Wow! Wow, that sounds terrible! Your brother's really out there, huh?
[Being Greed...... Being Nanamin. Can't believe Mahito is going to gravitate toward him like a chaos magnet when he crawls out of the Styx pool. Anyway he doesn't have to take a big hit to be LIKE THIS. He's ALREADY LIKE THIS. I HATE IT HERE.
Mahito wiggles until his legs are off the chair too, and immediately pops up to his feet, reaching down for Sloth's hands.]
Yeah! Let's go! Let's go swimming!
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[he licked brimstone for his brother.
he glances up at the hands, and then reaches up with NO hesitation to take them. please, i beg you. anyway, he helps himself up to his feet, unworried about any of the sand.]
Good idea! [IS IT?!] Let's go swimming! I'll race you--go!
[AND HE'S GONE. HE'S RUNNING.]
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Anyway it's fine he still doesn't have his gumby hands. He just helps Sloth up, reaching over to dust some of the sand away-- AND THERE HE GOES.]
Oh—!! Ahaha, you're really fast when you wanna be!!
[HE'S FUCKING ZOOMING TOO NOW I HATE IT HERE THEY'RE GOING TO JUST RUN DIRECTLY INTO THE SEA AND KEEP RUNNING. Mahito honestly forgets they're racing within like 2 seconds anyway and is just having fun running with Sloth.]
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they are going to run directly into the sea and keep going because they're both stupid AND high. and also it has now become less of a race competitively, and more of them literally skipping together into trouble.]
You gotta go fast!
[it sounds like he has heard this somewhere before.
i just want to emphasize how much he just runs into the water that is cresting powerfully in the opposite direction, so that when he hits it, he gets clothes-lined essentially and it bowls him over. goodbye.]
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ANYWAY MAHITO'S BUSY CACKLING ABOUT SLOTH JUST BEING TAKEN BY THE SEA except he trips over a dip in the sand and eats shit, too.
But he resurfaces a second later, still cackling...]
Hahaha—!! Wow, you really are Sonic! [i hate playing a modern and also a shitpost meme so much
i also hate that he doesn't even check to see if Sloth has resurfaced before saying that?! But he'll look around a second later. SLOTH!!!!]