It would be a bit cruel.
Not many forums or places in the world he can go and get the attention he gets here.
I don't think that's the right way to think about it. It might be more cruel to let him continue to spend his time here as a sad, diluted strain of humanity and a far
shadow from the
tapestry of
'being'Instead, maybe getting slapped in the face with a permabam will get him to wake up. A fire will be lighted, his soul ignited... to the outside world. So far he has always been strapped to his bedroom computer screen, probably getting nutrition only from the occasional bird getting trapped in the maelstorm of his thought. There is a whole realm outside his sad, boxed-in
existence.
He just
needstoSEEeeee--------------------------------------------------------
''Tell me, was your dark and gloomy image created by yourself just for the show? Are you actually a deity of annoyance? A god of douchebaggery perhaps? You are just theatrical mania, is this how you get your cosmic powers charged up, Legba?"
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Legba
laughed.“ Oh, snakey McGee~! You never cease to amuse me ♥ ”
He shook his head.“ No, my outrageous behavior merely came with the package of prolonged insanity! And I’m sure there are no gods of annoyance and douchbaggery in my pantheon~ ”
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The snake frowned. Partly because he was just annoyed, and partly because the nickname given to him by Legba reminded him of a certain time it would rather forget. He felt less and less comfortable the more He listened to Legba.
‘’If you do not know such gods - perhaps that’s because the universe itself gave you this role, and you simply missed the memo? Come to think about it - you always mock people, and you enjoy doing so way too much. Makes perfect sense to me, o the mighty god of douchebaggery.”
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“ Well, certainly not just I! There are many who’d share the title of ‘douchebaggery.’ Personality and characteristics belong to all, not just one. ”
Legba giggled.
“ But I am known as the ‘Troublemaker’ and the ‘Trickster.’ I have to be an ass~! Though, douchebaggin’ comes with its own problems, no? It makes your nether regions smell. ”
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Denspressure wondered why did he even tried to speak with the foul human in the first place. The direction of their conversation was quite predictable before it even happened.
“So you more or less acknowledge such role then. Glad to hear such honesty from you, Legba. As for your specific problems - I suggest using soap. Who knows, it might help you out. Alternatively - you can simply cease your everlasting tomfoolery.”
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“ Oh, heavens no! ” Legba sported on an elegant, feminine voice this time, “ Darlin,’ usin’ soap would cause a fishy smell out of your privates! Don’t you know? Just let the cat do its own thing~ ”
He shook his head.
“ Hmm,
I could! I could! But why
should I? And if I did, which skin would I
wear? ”
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The red snake could almost fee his long red tail moving on its own from the utter disgust after Legba’s suggestion, and the question afterwards.
“I would rather not do… that.” - he mumbled not too loudly while barely keeping a straight face - “I merely suggested you to embrace your true nature of a living
nuisance powered by cosmos,
Legba. You don’t have to do so if you don’t feel like doing it at all. You need not to wear anyone’s skin while doing so, by the way. The mere thought of it is… unpleasant, to say it lightly.”
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“
Hmm~ ” He placed a talon against the ‘cheek’ of his beak, “ But I already did
~! ” Legba still remembered being alone in that damn universe.
“ And, to say the least, I was bored of it. This is just so much
more ~fun~ with you guysss
sSSS-z.”