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GENERAL OVERFLOW
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[ Wait, why is it green-- ]
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Alright, look, I was... you know, talking big. Bragging! Exaggerating. And I mean, frankly, I think EVERYONE is a horrible monster. It's a matter of, whaddaya call 'em, degrees.
[ The mirrors are showing a densely forested swamp- but it's strangely distorted, as if viewed through a lens, as the images coalesce on a small frontier town. It's infested by goblins, and they're clearly not the original inhabitants (who are nowhere to be seen); they would almost look like Styx's relatives, if not for how they're running on all fours like animals, or how their eyes are empty of any intelligence. ]
[ Unlike most dumb beasts, there's an unsettling bloodlust to the goblins' rictus grins, and a purpose to their movements, as if they're being commanded by something, or someone, as they proceed to wreck everything they can get their hands on. ]
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[ Wait, then-- she glances off to the side, blinking as she thinks she recognizes the creatures. Goblins, like Styx? But then she looks away again. ]
You mean, you don't hate me?
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Is THAT what this is about? Look- I hate everyone just a little, because I'm all for equal opportunity and shit, but I don't hate you specifically-
[ Styx happens to glance over Mary's shoulder, and the mirrors finally catch his attention. His lips press into a thin line, but he quickly keeps talking, trying to keep her attention away from them. His heart isn't in it anymore, though. ]
- because, hell, you've got enough problems about hating yourself or your monster background or whatever.
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You could've said that a lot sooner...
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[ Because why can't everyone be as
unhealthily cynical and thick-skinned as he is?? Truly, it's a mystery. ]no subject