I know. But they could be good for research. And you don't know this place, okay? Not everything works how it does back wherever you come from. Like this month if you ate a heart you could access someone's fucking mind. So. Logic and science aren't exactly your allies here. So it's a little dumb to assume they're gonna work the exact same way normal organs do.
(One day he'd just make a glossy brochure about Deerington and how you should really avoid figuring anything will work how you expect it to. Dream logic, baby. It was the fucking worst. He curls his small arms around his knees and makes himself comfortable in his squat. He watches Barry put on the gloves, has a strange, absent thought that he doesn't quite understand, and then is looking up at Barry's face again.)
Yeah...Most people here have I think. (By now anyway. Some haven't, but a lot have. He glances briefly over the rest of Barry, and he can kind of see the soldier thing. He had -- arms. Nice ones.
Eddie stares down at the heart because it sure was a good distraction from whatever the fuck was going on in his head. He laughs outright then, and it's more of a giggle really.)
You're in for a wild ride if that's the weirdest shit you've seen. I'm not gonna show you a monster. I could but last time I showed someone a monster who didn't believe me we almost got killed. So why don't you take my word for it for now and you can check back in with me later after you've seen a monster, huh? It'll happen pretty fast. Bet your fur it will.
Re: tw: body horror, organs, inducing a heart attack
I know. But they could be good for research. And you don't know this place, okay? Not everything works how it does back wherever you come from. Like this month if you ate a heart you could access someone's fucking mind. So. Logic and science aren't exactly your allies here. So it's a little dumb to assume they're gonna work the exact same way normal organs do.
(One day he'd just make a glossy brochure about Deerington and how you should really avoid figuring anything will work how you expect it to. Dream logic, baby. It was the fucking worst. He curls his small arms around his knees and makes himself comfortable in his squat. He watches Barry put on the gloves, has a strange, absent thought that he doesn't quite understand, and then is looking up at Barry's face again.)
Yeah...Most people here have I think. (By now anyway. Some haven't, but a lot have. He glances briefly over the rest of Barry, and he can kind of see the soldier thing. He had -- arms. Nice ones.
Eddie stares down at the heart because it sure was a good distraction from whatever the fuck was going on in his head. He laughs outright then, and it's more of a giggle really.)
You're in for a wild ride if that's the weirdest shit you've seen. I'm not gonna show you a monster. I could but last time I showed someone a monster who didn't believe me we almost got killed. So why don't you take my word for it for now and you can check back in with me later after you've seen a monster, huh? It'll happen pretty fast. Bet your fur it will.