[Karako looks absolutely flabbergasted. Just gobsmacked. Blank as a fresh canvas, totally dumbstruck.
He doesn't know what to say to that at all.
He... likes Faygo, yeah! He fuckin loves it.
It's also such a staple of his faith, his native caste religion, that he has never once imagined that it might exist divorced from such a thing. Faygo is the devotional draught of the church of miracles, the blessed beverage of the mirthful messiahs, the most righteous libation of the literal motherfucking clown church, his faith to which he is wearing all over his motherfucking face and horns.
But this is an alien he's talking to. And it just now hits him that she doesn't know.
She has no idea! This is so overwhelming to him that he really just short-circuits there in the sand, and he lets out one weak little honk, slightly bereft.]
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[Karako looks absolutely flabbergasted. Just gobsmacked. Blank as a fresh canvas, totally dumbstruck.
He doesn't know what to say to that at all.
He... likes Faygo, yeah! He fuckin loves it.
It's also such a staple of his faith, his native caste religion, that he has never once imagined that it might exist divorced from such a thing. Faygo is the devotional draught of the church of miracles, the blessed beverage of the mirthful messiahs, the most righteous libation of the literal motherfucking clown church, his faith to which he is wearing all over his motherfucking face and horns.
But this is an alien he's talking to. And it just now hits him that she doesn't know.
She has no idea! This is so overwhelming to him that he really just short-circuits there in the sand, and he lets out one weak little honk, slightly bereft.]
.... honk........