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Estee: Laughs I doubt it. Have you ever tasted the fabric of spacetime? Fresh ectoplasm? The flavor of when a military officer comes home to his dog?
Avrey: I-it is pretty good.
Estee: Laughs I doubt it. Have you ever tasted the fabric of spacetime? Fresh ectoplasm? The flavor of when a military officer comes home to his dog?
Avrey: I-it is pretty good.
Mister: moves from Corrin to Riley, hoping for a cookie
Belle: Spacetime, yes. Ectoplasm, yes. And I cannot pronounce that. Here's my name: Xęñøådńīčḫ.
Mister: doesn't even try
Estee: uhhh… Xeh-Nued-nik?
Belle: Hey, Mister. Can you speak any human language? And close, Estee. It's JHE-nued-NIK
Estee: Darn. Aves!! Pronounce the dimension word!! Now!! We need to impress them!!
Avrey: sighs alright. starts hovering as a low, yet high pitched, incredibly unsettling tone comes from his mouth as his eyes start to glow
Estee: giggles what a funny word
Mister: ຂ້ອຍສາມາດເວົ້າໄດ້ບາງ. ບໍ່ແມ່ນວ່າເຈົ້າຈະເຂົ້າໃຈຂ້ອຍ.
Belle: Ah… that's fun, Mister. And Estee, how do you know Avrey can pronounce it?
Estee: puts a glowing arm around Avrey who is still pronouncing the word I may or may not have… well… basically sentenced him to limbo. In simpler terms, have you seen Danny phantom? Kind of like that. Kind of. But exactly the opposite
Avrey: huffs, then looks over at a portal that appeared. Aw darn, why does that always happen
Belle: Sighs Basically, they are a shade?
Leo: Can I just have a cookie?
Riley: to Estee No, no, yes. I've also had a cookie that tastes like dreams and hope.
Kek: Disgusting!
Belle: I like pain and hope. They go hand in hand. I feed on negative emotions mostly, but happy stuff feels better.
Mister: pats Riley's head in hope of a cookie
Avrey: is trying to close the portal.
Well, no one really knows. B-basically, I-I don’t have the barriers that separate beings fr-from dimensions. I’m able to see I-into other planes at will a-and draw from their energy.
Estee: sure. Damn that sounds tasty!
Kek: Feels good, sometimes. Tastes good, never.
Amber: I'm a half-breed. A mutt. Whatever you call them. I eat happy emotions, and normal food.
Gino: I don't exactly like making people feel pain or witnessing it, so I just eat the equivalent of it, in a little pill.
Kek: Yep. A Nightmarish who doesn't like pain.
Riley: summons cookies and hands one to Mister and one to Leo
Belle: Looks over at Gino So, you're like me. With the exception that I can tolerate it. Turns to Kek Tastes good half the time, actually.
Mister: gnaws cookie happily
Tuke: It's possible that Gino has Kek's tolerance for happy, and Kek has Gino's tolerance for pain.
Riley: Oooh, that would make a lot of sense.
Epsilon: has returned. I feast upon bad dreams! Evil omens and superstitions! We are very similar!
Belle: Turns to Epsilon and snarls upon seeing him. I don't like you. Epsilon is turned into multi-dimensional confetti.
Raef: has also returned, along with George and with a wagon in tow filled with jars and pots
Raef: So. I now have the exact varieties of human everyone wanted. to Belle Do you want any?
Leo: Hi George! carries George ove rto where he and Mister are eating cookies
Aethea: I want a Tina.
Tuke: I'll have a Peter.
Gino: Nope.
Leo: turns his earbuds all the way down and continues playing with the raccoons
Epsilon: who has the physique and mentality of a six year old with blue hair and sharp teeth, cried out in anguish. Why would she do that to them?
Oww! Please!! It hurts!! Kek!! dissapears
Belle: Sighs It's the only physical food I can hold down. I'll have a Kate, with a side of John. Turns back to Epsilon and stops to confetti-fication grudgingly. She simply sends him far, far away.
Kek: to Epsilon Try shifting to your other form. to Raef I want a Spencer.
Riley: has joined Gino and Leo in ignoring the going-ons of eating human soup
Raef: Sure. dumps out all the pans with a bang and picks out the jars I have a Kate with suffering and a Kate without. Which one?
Epsilon: sniffs in a far off place. Why does none of them like me?
Avrey: a-a-a what cookie?
Belle: Sighs With, please. It'll satisfy me longer, hopefully.
Riley: What cookie? What what cookie?
Leo: sees Epsilon be sent away, turns up his earbuds, shushes everyone and listens
Leo: to Epsilon I like you! You're my friend!
Raef: dumps the jars into a pot, and sets about making the various soups
Avrey: huh?
Estee: sighs I wish I could eat stuff
Epsilon: r-really?
Belle: Turns to Avrey I want to see how powerful you are. Fight me.
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