Up to that point, whether Stanley lived or died had been relatively low on Bill's priority list, too busy fighting his own ego and its never-ending search for its true identity. Shooting one more hateful glare over the edge, the shade dropped to its 'hands' and 'knees', shifting a couple more forms before finally settling into his triangular one.
Bill knew what he was now- or perhaps he had always known. When one was the all-seeing eye, it's not like they ever needed to learn, they need only remember. Bill felt a stab of pained delight at the thought-- BOY had STANFORD aided in THAT!
It had been overwhelming, of course it was, being blasted headfirst with a torrent of someone else's memories and emotions when you were already attempting to grasp your own meat-prison's synapses was no picnic! I mean, really, if Stanford wanted to SHARE what he felt to that degree, he could have avoided all that by just LETTING BILL INTO HIS MIND ALREADY. It was a waste of potential too! As if Bill didn't know what PAIN felt like! Granted several thousand volts delivered by himself wasn't an entirely familiar experience, it wasn't as if he had to suffer anything gross like guilt.
The flickering of cerulean snaps the triangle out of his turmoil. Flames. HIS flames. STANLEY. Of course.
The demon doesn't say the words as much as the entire word permeates with the need.GIVE. THEM. BACK. GIVETHEMBACKGIVETHEMBACKGIVETHEMBACK' That's why Bill has felt so out of control. He can't regain his powers until this OAF gives them up. Heh! The moron probably doesn't even know how to USE them! OH, this? THIS would be DOWNRIGHT CATHARTIC.
No matter which direction Stanley looks, he'll find only sharpened corners and odd angles facing him. Huh. It's almost as if this place doesn't like you! Bill is through hiding now, but why bother coming down when he can see fine from up here? Stanley may have the upper hand but Bill doesn't have to let him know that. Faking control will be a piece of cake!]
"CUTE TRICK. YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT PLAYING WITH MATCHES?"
[It could be Stan's imagination, but what appears to look suspiciously like smoke begins to seep out of the ground made of sky....it's probably not Stanley's imagination.]
"The careless GET BURNED!!!"
[Great job avoiding everything falling, hero. Got a plan for how to get back up?]
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Up to that point, whether Stanley lived or died had been relatively low on Bill's priority list, too busy fighting his own ego and its never-ending search for its true identity. Shooting one more hateful glare over the edge, the shade dropped to its 'hands' and 'knees', shifting a couple more forms before finally settling into his triangular one.
Bill knew what he was now- or perhaps he had always known. When one was the all-seeing eye, it's not like they ever needed to learn, they need only remember. Bill felt a stab of pained delight at the thought-- BOY had STANFORD aided in THAT!
It had been overwhelming, of course it was, being blasted headfirst with a torrent of someone else's memories and emotions when you were already attempting to grasp your own meat-prison's synapses was no picnic! I mean, really, if Stanford wanted to SHARE what he felt to that degree, he could have avoided all that by just LETTING BILL INTO HIS MIND ALREADY. It was a waste of potential too! As if Bill didn't know what PAIN felt like! Granted several thousand volts delivered by himself wasn't an entirely familiar experience, it wasn't as if he had to suffer anything gross like guilt.
The flickering of cerulean snaps the triangle out of his turmoil. Flames. HIS flames. STANLEY. Of course.
The demon doesn't say the words as much as the entire word permeates with the need.GIVE. THEM. BACK. GIVETHEMBACKGIVETHEMBACKGIVETHEMBACK' That's why Bill has felt so out of control. He can't regain his powers until this OAF gives them up. Heh! The moron probably doesn't even know how to USE them! OH, this? THIS would be DOWNRIGHT CATHARTIC.
No matter which direction Stanley looks, he'll find only sharpened corners and odd angles facing him. Huh. It's almost as if this place doesn't like you! Bill is through hiding now, but why bother coming down when he can see fine from up here? Stanley may have the upper hand but Bill doesn't have to let him know that. Faking control will be a piece of cake!]
"CUTE TRICK. YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT PLAYING WITH MATCHES?"
[It could be Stan's imagination, but what appears to look suspiciously like smoke begins to seep out of the ground made of sky....it's probably not Stanley's imagination.]
"The careless GET BURNED!!!"
[Great job avoiding everything falling, hero. Got a plan for how to get back up?]