beware this troubled world, watch out for earthquakes
"Hi." Oh hey, it's TinyJesus. He's subdued today, lying down, drinking water, and looking very pale (...naturally pale, as opposed to "slathered corn starch and shortening on his face in order to be a vampyr ~half~") and very ill. Massive blood loss'll do that to ya. He chews on his lip, fiddling with his sleeve. "Soooooo, I wanted to apologize for like, the other day?" You know, the BLAH BLAH HOLY CRAP ANTICHRIST GLOSSOLALIA DOODLY WOO thing. Yeah, that. "That ... has never happened before. Sorry. Uh. If my Jesus bits ... leaked on you." Just call him Tiny McLeaky.
He chews on his thumbnail for a while. "So what do you do if like... if something bad is going to happen and you know what it is but you don't know WHEN? When it's one of those things where 'it'll happen soon' could mean hours from now or like... thousands of years." He rubs his eyes, obviously bothered by something. "And how do you tell someone something that sounds crazy without sounding crazy?"
Pause. "Prophecies are retarded." He is full of tiny, tiny lolgoth rage. Fear it.
He chews on his thumbnail for a while. "So what do you do if like... if something bad is going to happen and you know what it is but you don't know WHEN? When it's one of those things where 'it'll happen soon' could mean hours from now or like... thousands of years." He rubs his eyes, obviously bothered by something. "And how do you tell someone something that sounds crazy without sounding crazy?"
Pause. "Prophecies are retarded." He is full of tiny, tiny lolgoth rage. Fear it.