superhell pcs: date

[teufelshund]

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[teufelshund]

Ugh, that's just like ramune!!!!

[ no fair, why did chance do this!!! ]

[psynchronise]

[ lol. lmao. ]

Sure is!

[teufelshund]

You don't have to rub it in.

[ SIPS UNHAPPILY ]

[psynchronise]

It's kinda fun to.

[ he takes another sip. heh.



but then he'll push his drink over. ]

You could just order one of your own, y'know.

[teufelshund]

Wow.

[ huffs.......... and reaches for the other drink to take a sip when it's pushed over to him.

...

AND THEN PUSHES IT BACK, OFFENDED BY HOW COMPARATIVELY GOOD IT IS. ]

Oh, that is so much better! What the hell, why did I make this into a damned gacha game when I had a guaranteed ticket right there?!

[ goes back to his own stupid drink, which he feels obligated to finish before getting a new one for? some reason?? ]

[psynchronise]

[ this is hilarious ]

I don't know, why did you? Power play?

[ against WHAT? ]

You could literally just... order one. Right now. Nothing is stopping you. Not even Satan himself.

[teufelshund]

I don't know!!! And I don't want to think about Satan right now, just let me suffer with my choices and finish this stupid thing so I can order one of those instead.

[ DRINKS ANGRILY ]

[psynchronise]

[ he sips his own drink. ]

Very cute temper tantrum over something totally avoidable.

[teufelshund]

Oh, shut up.

[ snatches his pack of twizzlers back and aggressively bites into one!!! ]

[psynchronise]

[ sorry he's just laughing now. ]

[teufelshund]

[ FROWNS

AND CHEWS ]

[psynchronise]

[ an ancient demon is sulking in front of him. wow. ]

Here--

[ hang on he's going to pour some of his drink into that spicy nightmare that mephisto has. ]

Now you've got a fruity aftertaste.

[teufelshund]

[ sips........






maybe it's mostly because he just shoved some twizzlers into his hangry face but ]

...That does help, actually.

[psynchronise]

[ whatever cuts off the tantrum before it fully manifests. ]

What can I say, I'm a helper. Even at the cost of my own entertainment.

[ so. the drink's working. ]

[teufelshund]

Your entertainment, huh?

[psynchronise]

Yeah.

[ points. ]

That was a full on temper tantrum. And here I thought you had the annoyingly mysterious asshole thing down to an unbreakable art.

[ i should probably note he's still using what's left of the twizzler to point. ]

[teufelshund]

Okay, I'm blaming the drink for that. Maybe that's its effect, it just puts whoever tastes it in a terrible mood.

But I guarantee you won't find a more annoyingly mysterious asshole anywhere.

[ leans in and bites off the end of that twizzler remnant to emphasize just how much of an annoying asshole he still is. ]

[psynchronise]

The tantrum drink? What a choice--

[ WOW. he's just sat here with his twizzler being stolen. ]

Hey!

[ hang on he has to try and wrestle back what's left of it?? that's his twizzler now?? ] I don't need a demonstration!!

[teufelshund]

If you wanted it that badly you wouldn't have taken ten minutes to eat it!

[psynchronise]

I was savouring it.

[ probably. ]

[teufelshund]

I've seen your "savoring" face before, you know, and that wasn't it.

[ but he'll slide the twizzler pack back over to offer a fresh one after grabbing another for himself. he can be a generous annoying asshole sometimes. ]

[psynchronise]

[ ............





takes the "peace"(?) offering. and immediately sticks it in his mouth. this is his now. ]

Different situations. I'm a guy of many talents and multiple expressions.

[teufelshund]

I know. I appreciate them.

[psynchronise]

[ he points with his half eaten twizzler again-- and then immediately snatches it back out of the way. ]

Glad I'm entertaining you.

[teufelshund]

Well, I already entertained you, so it's only fair.

[ sits back and takes a little bite off the end of his own twizzler. ]