mysticmastered:

[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: I cut broken people open and fix them.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: Or I used to.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: You are anything but.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: I can’t think of once occasion where you’ve been anything other than awful.

[ SMS→ STRANGE ]:  you haven’t given me a chance.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: i can be quite decent you know.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: it just takes some time.
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: besides… i wouldn’t call it awful.

mysticmastered:

Funny, I’m sure I can recall LIKING both people and things throughout my life – but I guess I’m wrong if you speak for as all now. Must have missed that announcement. He has neither the interest or the patience to listen to  d e l u s i o n a l  accusations about his own people – what would this MONSTROSITY know of the virtues on mankind when he only seeks to exploit them? Counter offer: you keep on having your ‘little bit of fun’ and I’ll send you somewhere to char to have mine. Fun for everyone!

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“i speak for what i know.” of course, this little encounter served to only AMPLIFY his hatred for strange, and all of humanity. who were they to RESTRICT what he could do? they, who were so LOWER than him? maybe it was his god complex showing through, but quite honestly? he didn’t care – nor did he think it mattered what it was. “counter… counter offer,” he said, making his way forward. “we stay out of each other’s way an’ this doesn’t get ugly.”

mysticmastered:

[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: I was a neurosurgeon, jackass. I didn’t just give myself a title.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: I’m about as far from on your side as it is possible to be.
[SMS→HELLDOUCHE]: Oh? I’m yet to see a shred of proof of that.

[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: do i have to google what that is?
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: and come on!
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: i am great!
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: come on strange, give me a chance! 
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: i’m always decent!
[ SMS→ STRANGE ]: sometimes anyways~