{Mammon panicked and clutched at his head. He threw his hood back and grasped at his hair pulling and tugging. He could feel himself being eaten away at again. That disease, those fucking trinsette raysHe breathed heavily and tried to make preparations. He tried to summon up a box to seal himself off from the world again. His concentration wouldn't
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"VOOOOOOIII!!! . . The fuck is wrong with you?!"
[. . He's also going to be trying to pull your hands away from your head - Not that he cares about your well being or anything but. He doesn't want blood on the carpet. Yes. This must be it. Oritreallymightbethathe'sworriedaboutyou]
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I can't--
{The room literally spins around them as Mammon loses confidence and control of his mind and abilities.}
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"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"
[He had no idea what the hell was wrong with you and he's seriously not happy with this situation.]
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