Sydney | 22 August | Wiccan
Welcome to the mouse pile! We have a lovely selection of furry mice to cuddle with and they each come with a helping of feels. Please excuse any and all screaming about NO. 6, NICO DI ANGELO who must be PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS, TOKYO GHOUL, HAIKYUU!!, KINGDOM HEARTS, HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON, MY PERSONAL SHENANIGANS and ANY OTHER FICTIONAL WORKS, as the dork feeding the mice can be a bit eccentric.
Introducing Chaos into Shadows of Light was a real treat because he’s literally just a sassy and sarcastic little fuck and literally the first thing he says to convince Hope to help him is to tell him why Hope’s a murderer; the second time you hear him, he’s complaining about what someone did to his sword and eloquently ends his rant with bah and I find that much more hilarious than I should given my current fever-induced state. Like seriously; he’s just talking to himself at this point:
For the love of the Successor, what have they done to my sword? The familiar voice returns, sounding rather ticked off, and I jolt a bit at the sound. Neither of the girls seems to notice: Lia’s busy giving Esther a quick class on How To Beat Hope 101. This… is not the blade they took from me. What did they call it? The Bane of Light? Bah!
I pause in my movements – there’s a name I haven’t yet forgotten.
This is… that sword I kept hearing about? I ask, all my red flags going up at the same time. You’re joking.
Trust me, I’m a lot more pissed off about it than you are, it sighs, and I can somehow imagine its owner with an expression of disgust. I knew something was wrong with it the moment I realised how frightened of it all those things were – they’ve completely corrupted it. It’s practically useless to me right now.
Maybe if I did this one thing, I could expel enough of the dead space from it for it to do what Capricorn told me it would… It seems to be talking more to itself right now, and this is probably the longest conversation I’ve held with it so far – though I don’t know if you can call this a conversation. Seems a bit one-sided. Gods, this suddenly got a lot more complicated. This is a problem.