Black, White, and Purple

Shalbie was proud about helping a fellow shadow when all of the
sudden his companion began to yell in anger. “Yeah okay… Here I thought
you needed help.” Shadow said as he followed the repairman. “ And who
can blame me, after all you are still don’t even have a concrete form… I
mean what exactly are you the Shadow off, how long have you existed?”
He continued trying to find out what or who this fellow was.

“I’m
just trying to give you all the help I didn’t get when I came here, so
lighten up would you? If you want to fix the hole then its okay, I’ll
let you fix it on your own.” Shadow added as he went back to where he
had fixed the mountain. “ See now you can show me how its done.” He
added as he placed a lit bomb next to the glass; which exploded seconds
later leaving behind a slightly bigger hole than before.

“I could have–” the Repairman started indignantly, before hearing the shadow try to explain himself. “Excuse me?”

He went up to the shadow again.

“So maybe I don’t have a concrete form, but that doesn’t–”

His face turned to that of confusion.

“…I’m…not a shadow of anyone,” he replied, realizing there was some kind of misunderstanding. “I’m just me.”

He took a step back, wondering what this guy actually was. Was this just a case of mistaken identity…?

And then the guy blew up his own handiwork. The Repairman wasn’t sure how to feel about this, so he went over to the hole, grumbling something about “patronizing”, and considered what tools to use.

I just stared as the Repairman pushed a small, silver radio/CD player through the back window.

“Well
it’s unusual for sure, but I dunno about cruel. Unless you set it to
the country music station!”, said Wheezy, laughing as he snuffed out two
spent cigarettes on the underside of his pork pie hat.

“We gotta think of something perfect for this bulky!”, cried Stupid. “But what’s good enough for him?”

“I’ll tell you what’s good for me, you glorified ferrets!”, snarled the Breaker, “Letting me out of here!”

“Quiet!!”,
screeched Psycho, shaking the box roughly, “Or Wheezy’ll put out his
cigarettes on your face! You wouldn’t want your play doh puss to melt!….
Wheeze…Would you mind?”, he whispered, sotto voce, to Wheezy, who
opened the lid and dangled his lit cigarette over the Breaker’s face.

The box was quiet for what turned out to be the whole trip.

-Smartass

The Repairman couldn’t help but chuckle at Wheezy’s comment. However, he had to cringe a little when he heard the threats of burnt cigarettes. Yes, the Breaker would be fine in the long run, but still.

Awkward silence followed after that, until they reached their destination.

As the inkblot opened the door to leave, he stopped.

“Hmm,” he mused, noting his opposite’s laziness, “is ‘breaking rocks’ still a thing?”

That would be a fitting punishment, he felt.

Examine Beepsumu and Bonkakira

Companion (Beepsumu)

-1 Resolve

-1 Self-Confidence

+3 Intelligence

+3 Friendship

“…She’s scary when angry, but she’s a good friend with a good, square head on her shoulders. I’m just impressed at how much she knows about interdimensional matters…”

Companion (Bonkakira)

+2 Friendship

-1 Clarity

+1 Party….?

“Actually don’t talk to her too much, but she seems like she knows how to have fun, and she is pretty nice. Can be a little confusing, though…”