Neos
Don't be mistaken
Your bloody time's up
Your bloody time's up
"Was kinda hard to forget, since we'd revert back to our true forms between Transformations," Neos said with a small smile. "Most Ditto don't develop a preferred form like I did with this form as well." He then randomly brought a hand to one of his ears, fingertips lightly running against the top of them. "Though it felt weird in one world to be stuck in a single form for the entirety with those pointed ears," he grumbled quietly to himself, looking away once more.
"...but yeah, there was something I was warned about that I figured you'd rather find about now on more friendly terms," Neos then revealed before looking back towards Sah, trying to change the subject somewhat. "I had been warned a little bit after arriving here a couple of things. One of them's obvious, not everyone...ah, 'appreciates' the arrival of us Outlanders."
He then shifted his weight before pocketting his hands into the pockets on his black thick-cloth jacket. "The other is that if some of those same people who don't wants us here realize that not all of us were even human before coming here, a large number of natives would try even harder to get us out of this world in one way or another." Neos was trying not to snarl as he spoke that sentence, though the way his mouth twitched made it clear he wanted to. "It seems like this world's steeped in some degree of racism and not just for the Abandoned, but for those forced to come here as well in the form of us Outlanders...which isn't good at all."
He closed his eyes before lowering his head forward, finally saying, "This world seems primed for a war, one brought upon itself without outside help."
And it should be most-glorious to behold with the supposed-divine becoming involved, Neos alone heard in the back of his head in the form of a slightly-twisted version of his own voice.
"...but yeah, there was something I was warned about that I figured you'd rather find about now on more friendly terms," Neos then revealed before looking back towards Sah, trying to change the subject somewhat. "I had been warned a little bit after arriving here a couple of things. One of them's obvious, not everyone...ah, 'appreciates' the arrival of us Outlanders."
He then shifted his weight before pocketting his hands into the pockets on his black thick-cloth jacket. "The other is that if some of those same people who don't wants us here realize that not all of us were even human before coming here, a large number of natives would try even harder to get us out of this world in one way or another." Neos was trying not to snarl as he spoke that sentence, though the way his mouth twitched made it clear he wanted to. "It seems like this world's steeped in some degree of racism and not just for the Abandoned, but for those forced to come here as well in the form of us Outlanders...which isn't good at all."
He closed his eyes before lowering his head forward, finally saying, "This world seems primed for a war, one brought upon itself without outside help."
And it should be most-glorious to behold with the supposed-divine becoming involved, Neos alone heard in the back of his head in the form of a slightly-twisted version of his own voice.
This ain't no game
We're not here to entertain you
We're not here to entertain you
