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Siffrin was just sitting alone, watching television even though that shouldn’t exist in this universe. Flicking through the various channels. “I wish I had something to do right now. Every single show is boring”
An alert played on the TV.
“A giant creature, with many dangerous abilities known as Godzilla is in town. Do not panic, we will have our military take him down. He may be wrecking havoc, but he won’t be able to for long.”
Siffrin feels their heart spike. The beat so loud, it’s felt in his ears. His palms sweat. Their breath heavy, and hard to control. The world around them almost goes pitch black, like a cave.
“nonononono this is fine. it’s fine. it’s fine. it’s fine. it’s fine. it’s fine.” Siffrin’s face is wearing an awkward stress smile.
He goes to take a walk so that way he can destress. The Godzilla thing is probably just a myth anyways. The breeze blows. The street lamps are nice. The grass is green.
Boom.
Godzilla is nearby.
Siffrin dives to a spot to hide.
They find a weird snack, that’s weirdly warm
He decides to eat it, and the warmth transfers through his entire body and they grow to a much larger size.
“uh hey buddy.”
Godzilla only roars in response.
Siffrin tries to use scissor craft on Godzilla, the beam from his dagger hits him, doing minimal damage, and more so aggravating him than anything. The giant lizard scratches at Siffrin, dealing a lot of damage. The claws would’ve been deadly if Siffrin wasn’t giant. The mark where the currently giant human got hit, bleeds a dark liquid, a slow and steady flow.
They not so awkwardly battle godzilla
They die
They loop back
They battle godzilla more
They die
loop
They batt;e godzilla more
They die
loop
THey battle godzilla more
They win
loop
They shrink back down and fall
– – –
“oook then. most effort put into a story you’ve written”
shut up
“nuh”
DUDE. I TRIED. I DONT KNOW HOW TO WRITE GODZILLA
“you could’ve at least tried”
and you could at least stop badgering me about it ITS MY WRITING. ITS FOR FUN. ITS MY CHOICE. THE STORY IS TOLD AND I DIDNT HAVE ANY GOOD ACTUAL PLOT IDEAS FOR THIS ONE.
“you couldve though if you didnt halfass it”
I. Tried.
Actual writing ive wanted to write has gotten delayed becuase of this.
i thought the idea was funny at first
and now im just bored of it
AM I NOT ALLOWED TO GET BORED OF IDEAS?
DO I HAVE TO WRITE EVERY SINGLE IDEA I COME UP WITH
“yeah. two cakes and all that”
…
“...”
i hate you
“now thats just how you avoid having to face actual conflict because you’re so pathetic and your self view relies so heavily on everybody else”
andyourexistencereliesonmeicouldveryeasilyjuststopwritinganythingrelatedtoyou
“the way you explained the lore to this yesterday to your friend was awful.”
AND WHAT DO YOU WANT ME T O D O ABOUT T H A T??? I CANT JUST LOOP BACK LIKE YOU CAN
“of course you would wish to be in a timeloop”
that is NOT what im doing
“dude chill”
then stop being mean
“...no :3”
dont ‘:3’ me
“... :3”
im going to kil u
“no youre not im fictional”
yeah
“yeah”
IAMGOINGTOEXPLODE
“shush”
nuh uh
“fym nuh uh”
BHSAIFYVYVYjnslcsncaoudaodanujfuckoff
“amazing communication of whatevr your trying to convey”
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“are you going to make this have a seemingly good length by writing a bunch of dialogue between us”
mayhaps
“nope orb story end i choose you!”