this whole entire farce, as repeated on multiple occasions, was nothing less of tiresome. moreover, it would perpetually be the case moving in the inevitable future. basically— continuing in the long run of his existence in this pixelated prison (truly, it's just shifting from one fake cage au to another, but that was hardly the point here). either way, he's made it a point to traverse around the place, taking into the grandeur of the atmosphere and all of that, albeit mostly unimpressed. actually, he can hardly contain the yawn that's threatening to spill, as he recites a familiar tagline. ] I wanna go home...
[ not exactly priest-like. not exactly the first time he's said it, either. but, all the same he's been carrying on lethargically, the only time he really breaks from this mold is when he sees an attractive protag or two to harass. which, in this case, he's fully prepared to do. only, when he reaches his hand into the crowd...
he instead ends up grabbing onto the shoulder of a ... boy. wtf??? this isn't the kind of three size measurements he wanted to feel up??? this is a disaster and he's supposed to be priest??? what is this mess??? (at least it was just the shoulder). either way, he's staring him down... bc wow??? what is this??? ] ...
[ what kind of ill-fated punishment.... has god thrown his way. and for once when he says god, he's not referring to himself. ]
( horikawa. )
this whole entire farce, as repeated on multiple occasions, was nothing less of tiresome. moreover, it would perpetually be the case moving in the inevitable future. basically— continuing in the long run of his existence in this pixelated prison (truly, it's just shifting from one fake cage au to another, but that was hardly the point here). either way, he's made it a point to traverse around the place, taking into the grandeur of the atmosphere and all of that, albeit mostly unimpressed. actually, he can hardly contain the yawn that's threatening to spill, as he recites a familiar tagline. ] I wanna go home...
[ not exactly priest-like. not exactly the first time he's said it, either. but, all the same he's been carrying on lethargically, the only time he really breaks from this mold is when he sees an attractive protag or two to harass. which, in this case, he's fully prepared to do. only, when he reaches his hand into the crowd...
he instead ends up grabbing onto the shoulder of a ... boy. wtf??? this isn't the kind of three size measurements he wanted to feel up??? this is a disaster and he's supposed to be priest??? what is this mess??? (at least it was just the shoulder). either way, he's staring him down... bc wow??? what is this??? ] ...
[ what kind of ill-fated punishment.... has god thrown his way. and for once when he says god, he's not referring to himself. ]