text .// un: dabi

[dabi]

WHO: dabi + libra network
WHERE: libra app
WHEN: oct. 12th, morning
WHAT: dabi has some questions
WARNINGS: existentialism probably, at worst. just dabi finally accepting some things, whether or not he likes it.


hey
so like
its me again and whatever, i just got a few qs for my fellow freaks
so magic is real, alright, i get it, i cant really fuckin deny it anymore, ive seen way too much shit i Cannot damn well explain but like
thats fine, i can adjust
i dont really think its a takeaway for people to have animal parts or be able to shoot explosions out of their hands or idk, turn into water

my question is, how often do you people just
get these powers
wake up with them suddenly
how do you KNOW when you have them, if they arent like
visually fuckin there

and uh

is there

...any way to get rid of the ones that are.

Comments

[dabi]

[ probably a terrible idea to tell him about the statue--what with how strong his denial'd been, he might make a few bad choices there. ]

well
fuck

alright
that's knowledge gained even if it wasnt what i wanted to hear
cant say ive gotten any weird feelings yet tho
at least there's that

[switchaxe]

sorry. what happened?

[dabi]

woke up with sharp pain in my back
'cause i was lying on a funny angle on my brand new set of fucking bluebird wings.

[switchaxe]

well. shit. get in touch with the tailor guy?

[dabi]

tailor guy? if there's a tailor, ill bring him all my shirts and pay him to do this shit, im an artist, not a seamstress

[switchaxe]

one of the demon guys I think? bird brain

[dabi]

....the one that turned into a demon?

[switchaxe]

I think they all can? whichever one's the bird

[He did not see Smash or Simp]

[dabi]

'they all can', for fucking real

anyway one of them transformed into a demon over stream and then i grew these wings so its definitely like
10% his fault.

[switchaxe]

huh. yeah if it's the bird one that's him. don't know his name, I don't talk to the guy

[dabi]

all good, the info is enough to give me SOMETHIN'

appreciate it, kiddo