Huh. Funny coincidence. [harley, looking at the bug body parts and going like anyway,] But, no, no, yeah... I figured it couldn't have been that good of a crew if you defected and then fought your former teammate to the death.
Well, he was sure acting like you were some sort of shitty backstabber...
[which is rude? she nods, anyway.]
Yeah, I, uh, noticed the whole face situation? I kinda assumed you were just born like that. But you're a classic case of the super sketchy government experiment gives you special powers, huh...?
Corporation experiment, but... yeah. If you call this special powers.
[his gaze drops to the tattoo on his human arm.]
Usually the procedure caused extra mutations and other side effects like that. On the head, mostly, but anywhere else on the body too. I'm the only one who just got the one limb.
So they... what, spliced your DNA with bug DNA? [she glances at the tattoo when he does, frowning.] And yours was an upgraded version of whatever they did to everyone else?
[WELL. THAT'S. there's a lot going on here but this is a level of weird he knows how to work with, actually? which is probably why the first thing he says when he comes back to reality is-]
...I didn't know you were in a relationship. Can see why you like her, though.
[unfortunately. same hat. confident women....]
You both make it out of that okay?
['what about everyone else' who, the rich guy bringing zombies back or the other one in a mask being a jerk to her? okay the other girl was fine though.]
[harley 🤝gregor being down bad for confident women
harley has this lovestruck look on her face. kind of dopey. kind of wistful, too.]
She's amazing, ain't she? [SIIIIGHS. miss you, ivy.] Yeah. We, uh, we made it out alright. Billionaire bitch boy came to his senses after a while, too.
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But you can tell I'm a little different, yeah? My procedure wasn't the same as theirs.
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[which is rude? she nods, anyway.]
Yeah, I, uh, noticed the whole face situation? I kinda assumed you were just born like that. But you're a classic case of the super sketchy government experiment gives you special powers, huh...?
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[his gaze drops to the tattoo on his human arm.]
Usually the procedure caused extra mutations and other side effects like that. On the head, mostly, but anywhere else on the body too. I'm the only one who just got the one limb.
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[faintly bitter, maybe. they talked about that like it was something to be proud of.
the tattoo, for the record, is the same as his callsign here. ungeziefer.]
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... pretty weird, seeing yourself on flyers.
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[that said, i still owe you a mem. so!! the void regurgitates this (cw: emeto, zombies, light body horror) at them.]
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...I didn't know you were in a relationship. Can see why you like her, though.
[unfortunately. same hat. confident women....]
You both make it out of that okay?
['what about everyone else' who, the rich guy bringing zombies back or the other one in a mask being a jerk to her? okay the other girl was fine though.]
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being down bad for confident women
harley has this lovestruck look on her face. kind of dopey. kind of wistful, too.]
She's amazing, ain't she? [SIIIIGHS. miss you, ivy.] Yeah. We, uh, we made it out alright. Billionaire bitch boy came to his senses after a while, too.