Plasmatio Chuuya PSLs.

[goatsongs]

Want to meet Chuuya after the end of the game? Okay! He's a little busy with two toddlers to fuss over, but he'll always be happy to greet someone he likes. (And if you're not someone he likes, at least make yourself useful picking toys up off the library floor or something.) He's drinking a whole lot less than he used to, and is all-in-all in a much better mental state than he was during the game.

You can also get him to visit, probably not with his sons in tow. Still in a better mental state and sober without having a breakdown!

Also up for AUs like 'what if chuuya did a murder' or 'what if the participants were gods' or whatever, I'm easy.

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[goatsongs]

[Out of Despair, in his case. He can't speak for Julius.]

There's that, but denying what you are never ends well. Like it or not, we aren't human any more.

[He falls on the not liking it end of the spectrum.]

[hymned]

[ Why did Julius agree, hm? The answer might be fairly simple when it comes down to it. Fairly obvious, too, if anyone wanted to look. ]

But we were, and we remember it. Should we be exemplars, then, of what humans could be at their greatest, or are we to be beyond them entirely?

[goatsongs]

[Is it Ludger, perhaps.]

I can't be an example of anything at its greatest, so that's out. Maybe you could try.

[hymned]

[ Actually,,,,, no? Maybe a little less obvious then. ]

I didn't necessarily mean greatest as best. Just as a measure of the things exaggerated in each of us, the ones we're apparently supposed to represent.

[ his smile is both wry and sharp, but then, languidly, he shrugs. ]

But then again, we didn't choose our titles, so maybe this isn't even worth discussing?

[goatsongs]

[Julius did something and Ludger wasn't the reason??]

It's not. Maybe try it with Positivity or some other god.

[Chuuya doesn't want to be the greatest Despair. Even if he can't imagine being any worse.]

[hymned]

[ Other stupid Julius reasons, apparently. They do exist. ]

I'll pass your sentiments along to Disorder, Ruin, and Retribution.

[ I am making an executive decision and that decision is making Luna Ruin, because look. ]

In any case, even if you can't claim to be the greatest anything, neither can I. Perhaps we're best off pretending this part of our conversation never happened.

[ That's not strictly an apology, per se; not so many others are as self-candid about their flaws and faults as Certainty is, but. He can certainly realize when his musing has gone too far, and offer-- sort of-- an olive branch. ]

[goatsongs]

What conversation?

[He can't thank him for the apology and couldn't even if it was direct, so this isn't thanks, per se. But Chuuya's shoulders do loosen a little.]

[hymned]

[ Kresniks are a dramatic, existential breed, apparently. ]

Hmmmph. What indeed.

Well, I won't hold you up. I'm sure you have plans to make, preparations to finish.

[goatsongs]

All that boring stuff, yeah.

[Sasuke is probably doing more than his fair share... sorry...]

Have a good night, partner.