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Re: orv spoilers yaaaay

[epimone]

And you're the only one who seems to have a problem with it.

1/3

[thefaultinthestars]

[his hands grow talons and cut through the dokkaebi coat and he grows a few inches taller as his feet burst out of his house slippers and then there is a tail that smacks the wall as it trashes]

Done actually

[thefaultinthestars]

You not having a problem with it doesn't make me the weird one! Why did we go through all of that to reach the end just so that you could go into the sequel as a sunfish again?!

[epimone]

[sir,

grabs Kim Dokja's hand to try and detach him, offering no comment.]

[thefaultinthestars]

[WELL THAT JUST MAKES HIM MADDER scales go up his face and his eyes turn gold

punches him

or tries to punch him anyway]

I'm trying to help you, bastard!

[epimone]

[the punch connects, but he barely reacts to it. maybe a little blood drips down from his nose?]

[thefaultinthestars]

[ugh

grabs his coat again]

...I'm not leaving you like this.

If you disliked the ending so much, we'll just make a better one this time.

[epimone]

You can do that.

[grabs his wrist, squeezing it hard enough to hurt, in hopes he'll let go]

I stopped being part of that story a long time ago.

[thefaultinthestars]

[break my arm, coward]

No. I'd let you out if you'd found something that makes you happy. But this is just the regression depression all over again

[epimone]

Let go.

[those bones sure are starting to make a light cracking noise]

[thefaultinthestars]

[winces because he does not have his wall so actually that hurts but his claws dig further into the fur of the coat]

I asked the Showmaster, you know. It's possible for you to return being one of the performers, so you can keep regaining your memories.

[epimone]

[snaps his wrist]

1/2

[thefaultinthestars]

[jesus christ this is why we need walls,

grabs him with his other hand to steady himself]

Shit-

[thefaultinthestars]

[he's panting from the pain, but still pissed off!]

You might as well use your sword. You're mad, right? I was a big disappointment, right? Go ahead and get your revenge. But just said you didn't want me to disappear, so why do you think you'd be able to get rid of me now??

[epimone]

[grabs his other wrist and squeezes again, a warning]

You're wrong. The disappointment was the rest of us.

[thefaultinthestars]

[tenses because this is going to hurt but he's not going to give up]

I'm disappointed right now.

I don't think you remember the entire story.

I think you got scared and quit.

[epimone]

Yes, those are all true. As is the fact that trying to shame me into agreeing with your narrative won't get you anywhere.

[crick... crack...]

[thefaultinthestars]

I know... damn well, the only thing that's going to get me anywhere--

[winces]

--is the only thing that ever got you anywhere.

I'm not giving up.

[his tail winds around Junghyeok's leg]

You can break my arms all day, that isn't going to change.

[epimone]

[ker-snap]

Fool. You've already given up.

[thefaultinthestars]

[CHRIST, bites his lip hard enough that it starts bleeding at that

and then lifts up his taloned foot and digs it into Junghyeok's thigh while horns and wings start to grow]

Ii'm right here fighting you on it-- asshole.

Stop living in the past, Regressor Yu Junghyeok.

[epimone]

[ow fuck. his breath hitches as his thigh gets skewered, now also bleeding]

I've also... abandoned... that name... long ago.

1/2

[thefaultinthestars]

Liar.

[thefaultinthestars]

[he isn't exactly surprised it rings true but it does just make him more mad]

Also, this coat doesn't suit you.

[And so he opens up his mouth to breathe fire all over it]

1/???

[epimone]

[the problem when you decide to set something on fire is that, if the object in question is a piece of clothing that is currently being worn by someone, that someone is very likely to also get swallowed by the flames.

Mr. Duty looks surprised, but not especially concerned.]

done actually

[epimone]

[but suddenly, right as he's about to get completely engulfed by the fire, his expression changes.

Kim Dokja can probably sense it, too. the familiar way in which the air around them shifts and crackles. what ends up enveloping the Deuteragonist is not flames, but a sudden outburst of plausibility.

and unless his tail and other appendages are still latched onto him, it's going to send him flying.]