Ryuji just stands there for a moment, jaw slack. He can't actually look at Dave at the moment for some... unknown reason... but he's also not about to stand down from this encounter. This is the dude who went full tilt right down the throat of the metagorical singularity and lived to tell the tale. If you're going through hell, keep going, right?
Except there's probably a point of no return that will end up making both Dave and Ryuji blush out of existence simultaneously. Cruising right up to that point, he figures he knows something that will at least grind Gundam's gears.]
Yeah, you learn this shit back in fiend school, dude. Think it was a 300-level course? But, y'know. Guess it makes sense that a Supreme Overlord of Ice doesn't know diddly squat about the fiery throes of passion.
[From context clues he's very sure he wants it to stay very much unexplained-- besides the Devas are present. It would be unwise to sully their perception of mankind any further.]
I believe sufficient retribution has been wrought. Perhaps you shall think twice before challenging me in the art of conjuring nightmarish afflictions upon the mortal mind. You understand now... our difference in status.
More importantly, I must go for there is much left that I must prepare. With he who shall hence forth be known as Dave's offerings, the commencement of creation of the unholy passages of darkness shall begin.
Come my Devas! [Gundam splays his free hand out wide, beckoning his hamsters to his side.] A new pathway to hell awaits you all!
[This is gonna be the best toilet paper roll maze ever.]
[he peels his gaze from a fucking adorable hamster hamming it up, fixing his eyes on the perpetrator of probably one of the worst puns he's ever heard in his entire life ā which is saying a lot, considering he once spent more than five minutes standing next to a troll who fired off fish puns every other second.]
[There's no sweeter music to his ears than his name on Dave's lips; only amplified when it's done in an act of exasperation. His imitation of Gundam fell a little on the flat side, sure, but he raises an eyebrow in his direction.
What?
Yes, really!]
In the great hamster wheel of life, there's no telling where you get off or where you get on. [Is he eulogizing his own pun????] Onward, to the plane of Valhalla, where we shall be freed from our rodentured servitude.
[He'll just casually... take Dave's hand in forgiveness and pull them both back into the room. There's at least another hour of moping around to do and he doesn't want to give him a chance to push him the hell away for all of his sins.]
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Ryuji just stands there for a moment, jaw slack. He can't actually look at Dave at the moment for some... unknown reason... but he's also not about to stand down from this encounter. This is the dude who went full tilt right down the throat of the metagorical singularity and lived to tell the tale. If you're going through hell, keep going, right?
Except there's probably a point of no return that will end up making both Dave and Ryuji blush out of existence simultaneously. Cruising right up to that point, he figures he knows something that will at least grind Gundam's gears.]
Yeah, you learn this shit back in fiend school, dude. Think it was a 300-level course? But, y'know. Guess it makes sense that a Supreme Overlord of Ice doesn't know diddly squat about the fiery throes of passion.
[Don't... look at Dave... don't... look at Dave.]
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From such conflicting accounts it seems I have no need to inquire who is the "S" and who is the "M."
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Oh my fucking god.
[WHY IS EVERYTHING HAPPENING SO MUCH.]
Do you even know what you mean by that?
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...
...]
I sure ain't explainin' it to him.
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I believe sufficient retribution has been wrought. Perhaps you shall think twice before challenging me in the art of conjuring nightmarish afflictions upon the mortal mind. You understand now... our difference in status.
More importantly, I must go for there is much left that I must prepare. With he who shall hence forth be known as Dave's offerings, the commencement of creation of the unholy passages of darkness shall begin.
Come my Devas! [Gundam splays his free hand out wide, beckoning his hamsters to his side.] A new pathway to hell awaits you all!
[This is gonna be the best toilet paper roll maze ever.]
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Iām taking the next pathway the hell back to bed.
/important break in order for this
San-D waves a thank 'chuu~' for the toilet paper rolls.]
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[Holy fuck, San-D is way too adorable. Is it normal to think the hamsters are cooler than Gundam?
And, finally, finally he can look at Dave again once this is finally over.]
... Come!!! My dark Dave-ah.
[Slam the door in his face.]
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[he peels his gaze from a fucking adorable hamster hamming it up, fixing his eyes on the perpetrator of probably one of the worst puns he's ever heard in his entire life ā which is saying a lot, considering he once spent more than five minutes standing next to a troll who fired off fish puns every other second.]
[dude!!!! really?]
[..........]
That's immortal god of hamster Valhalla to you.
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What?
Yes, really!]
In the great hamster wheel of life, there's no telling where you get off or where you get on. [Is he eulogizing his own pun????] Onward, to the plane of Valhalla, where we shall be freed from our rodentured servitude.
[He'll just casually... take Dave's hand in forgiveness and pull them both back into the room. There's at least another hour of moping around to do and he doesn't want to give him a chance to push him the hell away for all of his sins.]