While normally Blitzø would be all over talking to new people, he's cold, and he fucking hates the cold, and being trapped on an ice float is making him flash back to some very unpleasant penguin interactions and he is generally NOT ABOUT IT.
So instead of trying to just talk to someone like a normal person he's trying to chip away at the ice with a knife. It's... not very effective. "Ugh, Satan fucking dammit!" He hurls the knife at the wall and slumps against the wall, then veers away from it with a hiss, tail sticking straight up. "I hate the cold! This is such bullshit!"
II
Blitzø has not stopped hating the cold despite being no longer trapped in ice, and now hell is frozen over which is the BIGGEST BULLSHIT OF THEM ALL. Heaven has snow still, but at least it's not as cold.
More importantly, among the cuddly animals available, he's found a pony. His tail lashes back and forth excitedly. This is officially the greatest day of his life. After an appropriate amount of time cooing over how beautiful she is and how much he loves her, he settles down and starts braiding her mane.
"I'm gonna call you Staple Gun. A perfect horse name for a perfect horse."
When a cherub catches up to him and asks about people in hell deserving to burn, he smiles wickedly, sharp teeth gleaming. "I really think you should try."
He isn't expecting his words to echo around the way they do, but fuck it. He stands by them.
...for real, though. At least then he'd be WARM.
III
Heaven gets lame after a while even though his new best friend Staple Gun is there. So it's back to hell, which feels way more like home. Especially once he finds one of those bars with endless shots. Those help warm him right up. It's not long before he hits the dance floor and the press of bodies helps warm him up even more.
"DANCE WITH ME, BITCH!" he yells over the music when he finds a promising partner. He snags their arm and starts to pull them onto the dance floor.
Blitzø | Helluva Boss
While normally Blitzø would be all over talking to new people, he's cold, and he fucking hates the cold, and being trapped on an ice float is making him flash back to some very unpleasant penguin interactions and he is generally NOT ABOUT IT.
So instead of trying to just talk to someone like a normal person he's trying to chip away at the ice with a knife. It's... not very effective. "Ugh, Satan fucking dammit!" He hurls the knife at the wall and slumps against the wall, then veers away from it with a hiss, tail sticking straight up. "I hate the cold! This is such bullshit!"
II
Blitzø has not stopped hating the cold despite being no longer trapped in ice, and now hell is frozen over which is the BIGGEST BULLSHIT OF THEM ALL. Heaven has snow still, but at least it's not as cold.
More importantly, among the cuddly animals available, he's found a pony. His tail lashes back and forth excitedly. This is officially the greatest day of his life. After an appropriate amount of time cooing over how beautiful she is and how much he loves her, he settles down and starts braiding her mane.
"I'm gonna call you Staple Gun. A perfect horse name for a perfect horse."
When a cherub catches up to him and asks about people in hell deserving to burn, he smiles wickedly, sharp teeth gleaming. "I really think you should try."
He isn't expecting his words to echo around the way they do, but fuck it. He stands by them.
...for real, though. At least then he'd be WARM.
III
Heaven gets lame after a while even though his new best friend Staple Gun is there. So it's back to hell, which feels way more like home. Especially once he finds one of those bars with endless shots. Those help warm him right up. It's not long before he hits the dance floor and the press of bodies helps warm him up even more.
"DANCE WITH ME, BITCH!" he yells over the music when he finds a promising partner. He snags their arm and starts to pull them onto the dance floor.