[ at the sight, the smell, the scream of it all, gengar gives a loud, snaky HAHA that seems to hiss during its beginning and end. he cranes his head back all the way, as if it isn't supposed to bend that way, and releases the rest of his laughter in a ghostly wave, claws up in the air and shadow trembling across his shoulders, whisking off him like stray droplets of rain.
he looms over the boy, slithers and fallows as he falls back and showers the light at him. luckily, he isn't completely solid, and rays could be seen going right through him, like a headlights in fog. gengar opens his mouth, a cold and wet breath being exhaled over dipper as he lets his tongue slink out and fall to the ground.
( it's for added effect. look how grossly long his tongue is )
oooooo, he coos; this one here is shaking with a bit of bravery, how else could one still face him the way he is? he's seen others run after they scream, so this— it gives gengar a little more wiggle room! the warning gets another hushed snicker between his teeth, if anything, and after he's felt that there's been enough tension for this moment, pleased with the terror he has dug up and the treasure he's found, gengar drags a hand up, opening and widening so every claw on them could be visible. and then he reaches, as slow as ever, his eyes glowing a bright purple ( where dipper might feel the odd sensation that he can't leave here ) and his laughs sounding more maniacal, more malicious as it gets closer, and closer, the sharpness brushing dangerously over his face—
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he looms over the boy, slithers and fallows as he falls back and showers the light at him. luckily, he isn't completely solid, and rays could be seen going right through him, like a headlights in fog. gengar opens his mouth, a cold and wet breath being exhaled over dipper as he lets his tongue slink out and fall to the ground.
( it's for added effect. look how grossly long his tongue is )
oooooo, he coos; this one here is shaking with a bit of bravery, how else could one still face him the way he is? he's seen others run after they scream, so this— it gives gengar a little more wiggle room! the warning gets another hushed snicker between his teeth, if anything, and after he's felt that there's been enough tension for this moment, pleased with the terror he has dug up and the treasure he's found, gengar drags a hand up, opening and widening so every claw on them could be visible. and then he reaches, as slow as ever, his eyes glowing a bright purple ( where dipper might feel the odd sensation that he can't leave here ) and his laughs sounding more maniacal, more malicious as it gets closer, and closer, the sharpness brushing dangerously over his face—
you. he wants you— ]