Yep. [ He points at the thing between its claws. ] And it's got a little star.
[ That's real gold, Koby my boy, which they haven't got a single fucking need for but it's the thought that counts. Who doesn't like a bit of treasure? Anyway, he hasn't got any legs in the real world (that's a whole thing), but it's the Horizon. He can give himself legs if he wants.
He doesn't. Just feels weird after so long without 'em, going from eight to two. Especially when, you know. It isn't real.
So he climbs onto land with all eight tentacles. Somehow, he manages to sprawl in a casual tangle.
He swats at one of the fluttering fish like it's a fly. ] What've you been up to? Miss me?
[ He hasn't dicked around in the ocean for a bit. Playwriting's sucked up a bunch of his time. ]
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[ That's real gold, Koby my boy, which they haven't got a single fucking need for but it's the thought that counts. Who doesn't like a bit of treasure? Anyway, he hasn't got any legs in the real world (that's a whole thing), but it's the Horizon. He can give himself legs if he wants.
He doesn't. Just feels weird after so long without 'em, going from eight to two. Especially when, you know. It isn't real.
So he climbs onto land with all eight tentacles. Somehow, he manages to sprawl in a casual tangle.
He swats at one of the fluttering fish like it's a fly. ] What've you been up to? Miss me?
[ He hasn't dicked around in the ocean for a bit. Playwriting's sucked up a bunch of his time. ]