brother_nature | Golden Peacock

[from here]

[A light snort.]

So it is.

Truth.

I should ask how you became the way you are.

[ He won't use the game to pry. ]

What's your name?

[ The one thing he never got. ]

[A laugh on his end!]

Practical question! And here I was hoping you'd give me a stupid nickname.

Aza Chobe, former king of bandits. You can just call me boss.

Monster guy?

[ That's how he has been referred to so far. That, however, is not a name, and this is Till granting him some leeway by asking for a name. Besides, he already got someone else's name wrong. He doesn't want an opportunity for there to be a repeat of that. ]

I'm not calling you boss. Aza or Chobe. Which part do I call you by?

Hmmm. Doesn't have a snap to it.

You can call me Chobe for now.

[ This fucking monster guy!!! ]

Too fucking bad!

I'm calling you whatever I want for always.

[CACKLES. For someone who doesn't know shit about fuck, Till is so rowdy. What makes this weirdo tick, Chobe wonders.]

Go ahead, brat. Get creative with it.

For now--truth or dare?

[ His cross expression further sours at the sound of laughter. What was there to laugh about? Whatever! He should hang up on this guy! He should! ]

Not now! I'm trying to win something here!

Truth!

And what exactly is the prize here?

But a truth. . .what do you wanna be called?

[Slightly different from 'what's your name.' He wonders if this paranoid brat has any aliases.]

Weren't you paying attention? They said you can win something, but you have to play.

[ There is a high chance that he is still here getting through this game with Chobe just for that very reason. Now on to the question: what do you wanna be called? Stupid! This guy should have asked for this name!!! Too late now! ]

By my name. [ He answered the question! ]

Truth or dare?

Yeah, exactly, 'something.' Are ya gonna be satisfied when they give a free cookie? Hah!

[Though truthfully Chobe would in fact play to win for something trivial, if it meant crushing others that wanted it.

He gives a half snicker half sneer at Till's answer.]

Pft. Cocky ass brat. Fine, hit me with another truth.

Are you stupid?

If it's something that comes from where I originate then it can't be a fucking cookie. Besides, we get to choose the item.

[ If it had been at random, however, Till realizes he could have received something unpleasant. Not to imply he thoroughly read the rules before playing. He only reviewed them just now... ]

Okay, asshole. Tell me what happened to your face.

I might be a little stupid. [He's got a sharp mind but has zero issue playing that down. And frankly he knows he tends to think with his instincts before his head sometimes. He'll own it!] But I'm smart enough to not trust deals like that. I'll eat my words if it doesn't backfire on folks.

[Magical mcguffin rewards are on his list of most hated things. But distracted from that, there's a brief flash of genuine surprise at the question, and after a moment, he lets out a laugh.]

Hah! Would you believe yer the first to actually ask about that. Most know better than to point out somethin' so obvious. Ah well. [he brings a hand up to brush his bangs back, putting the blind eye in full view, showing the scar cutting straight through. He grins.]

I stabbed my eye, and then carved into my face. Nothing special.

A little?

[ Right now, Chobe is competing with Rokurou in Till's list for most stupid. Or annoying. No. That's Bakugo taking the lead in that category. There are no prizes to be had for coming in first, though, which is more unfortunate than participating in this raffle. ]

If it's just a chance, it's better to take it.

No one has asked?

[ That's hard to believe.

The fact that he is the first person to ask about this asshole's asshole face is a surprise. It's his most defining feature at first glance. Not the wild hair, not that fashion sense. His face is right there. The first thing to look at, and it's scarred all over. Are people blind? No, they have a better sense of self-preservation. ]

And you fucked up your depth perception because?

Gambling man! At least you're a bit of a risk taker. [He can appreciate that much, at least. He drops his hair back over his eye, giving a shrug.]

Because I needed to protect someone.

If you want more than that, you'll have to wait for another truth.

Gambling. Those games, right? Placing bets.

[ Did he ever take a risk once. Twice. Despite public outcry, it paid off. ]

So another truth, and I'll find out who that someone is? Keep going. Ask me truth or dare.

Yep. And if you ask the right questions, sure. But for now. . .

Truth or dare, brat.

[ Should he ask the right question? He will determine that when the time comes. ]

Truth.

Tell me what yer life was like before this, including whatever the hell--Segways are.

[He means segyein but he ain't ever heard of such a thing, cut him some slack.]

The what?

Do you mean the segyein?

I think you're cheating. You're supposed to ask something that only has one answer, not a whole life story. Besides, that would take forever. I didn't ask you to tell me all about your life. Where would I ever start? No one likes it when I say stuff about it anyway. I can tell by their expressions.

How's that cheating?? It just says truth! You're a picky bitch, ya know that? [But he's absolutely right, Chobe's just pouting.]

Fine, what are, what you said. "Segy-ein." Those, what are those? And frankly I don't like half the shit I hear on a daily basis, if you've got a sob story it ain't gonna get me all sad.

If I'm a picky bitch then you're an annoying bitch. [ Whatever bitch is. Just going to add that to his inventory of obviously bad words. ]

And it's not a sob story. It just is. [ He does not like it. He hates. He wants to kill them. It's reality for him. That's all. ] When I talked to Hiyori, he called them aliens. So maybe that's what they are to you too.

.............the fuck are aliens???

[Unfortunately!! He's got no true modern idea of that either. Gods? Sure. Monsters? Check. Aliens??? The hell does that even MEAN.]

Just tell me what you would say they are.

What do you mean the fuck are aliens?

What I would say they are would not explain anything.

[ Fucking stinking bastards won't help Chobe understand. But if he wants to remain confused, that's the answer Till can provide. He takes a moment to think. ]

Where are you from?

Wait, it doesn't matter. Let's say that you are in your world, right? Your planet. Then something comes from another planet. That's an alien.

Hah?

[He rolls that around in his head, trying to make sense of it. Judging by his expression, the wheels are turning but not necessarily getting anywhere.]

You ain't from my world so wouldn't that make you an alien??

Till

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