( Bro's seen a lot of weird shit. Just completely out-there nonsense that would have the police department just throwing their hands up in the air, going, "well. fuck it. that's that. might as well hang up our badges 'cause there ain't no provision in the enforcement handbook for dealing with this hodgepodge of absolute hogswash." Spent his whole life prepping for that level of complete bullshit, really.
But when he feels his own sword sliding clean through his body, sees his vision blurring at the edges? He figures - knows - it's game over for him. Curtains. End of the road.
And he lets his eyes close, just hoping that whatever little he'd done to prepare Dave for the difficulties ahead would be enough to carry him the rest of the game.
He's definitely not expecting to open them again; to find himself in a brand new place, given a brand spanking new mission. However SBURB's meant to be played, he's almost positive it isn't supposed to work like this.
So he's going to get to the bottom of this. Gonna explore this whole place up and down, get himself all acquainted with its residents. Maybe he'll even run into Dave if this place really is somehow connected to SBURB. He's not holding his breath, though.
With a puppet draped over a shoulder and a sword in hand, he's probably quite a sight. Turning more than a few stares, scaring children, maybe making little old ladies clutch at their purses that much more tightly as he makes his way around. "Goodness me, what a delinquent!" some might murmur under their breaths. Others, noticing his ridiculous anime shades and spiked anime hair, popped collar and cap, may instead be silently leaning over, whispering to the nearest person within earshot, "Who's this douchebag?" )
bro strider ( homestuck )
But when he feels his own sword sliding clean through his body, sees his vision blurring at the edges? He figures - knows - it's game over for him. Curtains. End of the road.
And he lets his eyes close, just hoping that whatever little he'd done to prepare Dave for the difficulties ahead would be enough to carry him the rest of the game.
He's definitely not expecting to open them again; to find himself in a brand new place, given a brand spanking new mission. However SBURB's meant to be played, he's almost positive it isn't supposed to work like this.
So he's going to get to the bottom of this. Gonna explore this whole place up and down, get himself all acquainted with its residents. Maybe he'll even run into Dave if this place really is somehow connected to SBURB. He's not holding his breath, though.
With a puppet draped over a shoulder and a sword in hand, he's probably quite a sight. Turning more than a few stares, scaring children, maybe making little old ladies clutch at their purses that much more tightly as he makes his way around. "Goodness me, what a delinquent!" some might murmur under their breaths. Others, noticing his ridiculous anime shades and spiked anime hair, popped collar and cap, may instead be silently leaning over, whispering to the nearest person within earshot, "Who's this douchebag?" )