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"Look, blobby. What I was talking about before was a lot like a truce. And you have no idea what I am capable of! So I'm going to give you a rare chance to apologize and reconsider, before you make the mistake of crossing The Great Don Paolo. I could easily beat you senseless, and that's the least of your worries when it comes to me. That's all I'm gonna say.
Some big-nosed freak who showed up as my "dad" here and decided he has some kind of right to start bossing me around. Apparently, being "man of the house" has translated to "lord of everything there" to him, and well, that's not going to fly. Not for long at least.
He's supposedly a genius, but a genius at what I have no clue yet. Maybe he's a genius at annoying the crap out of me, because he's sure doing that with flying colors.
"I can't blame you for what you did and what you tried doing. If I were in the same situation, I would do the same thing. And believe me, I didn't act the way I did because I wanted to help everybody.
My actions stem from the fact that I hated my world. I hated the way people acted and I felt everything would be better if they were on a leash. Destruction would be welcomed if paradise wasn't an option.
... But did you really hate your world that much?"
It's odd really.
I've had a lot of "siblings" over the last year and a half, and all of them have come and gone and none of them ever really stuck. Some of them have gone within the span of a week.
But Clod? Has been here for a while. She's weird to a pretty massive degree, but you know? I'm pretty friggin' weird too. Where she's from, she was apparently a God, meant to restart the world or something. And a God? Is what I always wanted to be.
She gets me. In some ways, I think. Like the way I think about things or see other people or...how I am. I don't know if I'd say she understands, I guess, but...I connect with her.
I hope she stays. Guess that's selfish, but I don't care. I'd like her to stay.
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Date: 2011-12-01 04:18 am (UTC)Don Paulo
Date: 2011-12-01 04:23 am (UTC)character; Don Paulo
canon; Professor Layton
journal;
"Look, blobby. What I was talking about before was a lot like a truce. And you have no idea what I am capable of! So I'm going to give you a rare chance to apologize and reconsider, before you make the mistake of crossing The Great Don Paolo. I could easily beat you senseless, and that's the least of your worries when it comes to me. That's all I'm gonna say.
Some big-nosed freak who showed up as my "dad" here and decided he has some kind of right to start bossing me around. Apparently, being "man of the house" has translated to "lord of everything there" to him, and well, that's not going to fly. Not for long at least.
He's supposedly a genius, but a genius at what I have no clue yet. Maybe he's a genius at annoying the crap out of me, because he's sure doing that with flying colors.
Clod | Sister
Date: 2011-12-01 04:27 am (UTC)character; Clod
canon; Silhoutte Mirage
journal;
"I can't blame you for what you did and what you tried doing. If I were in the same situation, I would do the same thing. And believe me, I didn't act the way I did because I wanted to help everybody.
My actions stem from the fact that I hated my world. I hated the way people acted and I felt everything would be better if they were on a leash. Destruction would be welcomed if paradise wasn't an option.
... But did you really hate your world that much?"
It's odd really.
I've had a lot of "siblings" over the last year and a half, and all of them have come and gone and none of them ever really stuck. Some of them have gone within the span of a week.
But Clod? Has been here for a while. She's weird to a pretty massive degree, but you know? I'm pretty friggin' weird too. Where she's from, she was apparently a God, meant to restart the world or something. And a God? Is what I always wanted to be.
She gets me. In some ways, I think. Like the way I think about things or see other people or...how I am. I don't know if I'd say she understands, I guess, but...I connect with her.
I hope she stays. Guess that's selfish, but I don't care. I'd like her to stay.