"Hmm, you're right. You can be my ego, then," Satoru offers graciously, because that's definitely the sexiest part of him.
The taller creature, which he's dubbed Plant, and the smaller creature, which he's dubbed Volcano, are still getting pummeled. Dream Satoru kicks Plant so hard it goes flying clear across the station, and Dream Satoru follows that up by whirling Volcano around and flinging him like a frisbee. Dream logic is clearly at play here; Satoru can kick people pretty hard, but not that hard. That would be impossible.
What's kind of annoying is how the dream is warping constantly. The point of view is simultaneously fixed, and from above, and through the walls, and it's all a bit nauseating, honestly.
"So, ego," Satoru says cheerfully, leaning his arm against Suguru's shoulder. "What wisdom have you got for me. Since this is a dream and all, it's probably trying to tell me something. What are the themes. The symbolism. Is this one big allegory about how I'm fighting against my maker?"
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The taller creature, which he's dubbed Plant, and the smaller creature, which he's dubbed Volcano, are still getting pummeled. Dream Satoru kicks Plant so hard it goes flying clear across the station, and Dream Satoru follows that up by whirling Volcano around and flinging him like a frisbee. Dream logic is clearly at play here; Satoru can kick people pretty hard, but not that hard. That would be impossible.
What's kind of annoying is how the dream is warping constantly. The point of view is simultaneously fixed, and from above, and through the walls, and it's all a bit nauseating, honestly.
"So, ego," Satoru says cheerfully, leaning his arm against Suguru's shoulder. "What wisdom have you got for me. Since this is a dream and all, it's probably trying to tell me something. What are the themes. The symbolism. Is this one big allegory about how I'm fighting against my maker?"