[Maybe he will, maybe he won’t. Maybe it will sit in his back pocket for a while.]
Anyway, I might be young, but I have seen an enormous amount of nonsense. Calling me human is also a little iffy, too. Not when the normal humans in Trench used to form cults around Sleepers. [Speaking oh which, Dipper reaches into his pocket and pulls out what looks like a very ornate pocket knife. He flips it open and without flinching cuts into his finger. The moment the blood is in view of the moon, it shifts into a bright glowing white. The smell is also …sort of like warm milk? Very strange.]
Sure thing. Mine’s called Paleblood, it glows in the dark and can induce hallucinations if you get too close.
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[Maybe he will, maybe he won’t. Maybe it will sit in his back pocket for a while.]
Anyway, I might be young, but I have seen an enormous amount of nonsense. Calling me human is also a little iffy, too. Not when the normal humans in Trench used to form cults around Sleepers. [Speaking oh which, Dipper reaches into his pocket and pulls out what looks like a very ornate pocket knife. He flips it open and without flinching cuts into his finger. The moment the blood is in view of the moon, it shifts into a bright glowing white. The smell is also …sort of like warm milk? Very strange.]
Sure thing. Mine’s called Paleblood, it glows in the dark and can induce hallucinations if you get too close.