Issun groans, flattened against a bench seat and completely dazed. Seems his plan to do some reconnaissance may have backfired on him.

"That's what I said! Issun, famed artist, at your service." He rests his hands on his hips, puffing out his chest a little.

Well, if she's going to offer, he might just have to accept. Better than being forced to sneak around a horde of demons just to get inside.

That was one time! As far as he's willing to admit, anyways.

Issun groans, flattened against a bench seat and completely dazed. Seems his plan to do some reconnaissance may have backfired on him.

“Wha-? Come on, I’m the great artist Issun! There’s no way you could’ve forgotten about that so easily.”

“Gah! Hey!” Issun has to dodge both drool and crumb alike, steadily making his way to the other side of the beast. “Sheesh…”

Those DID look tasty…but, getting too close to that gluttonous beast was probably dangerous. Better to stay back here for now. “Yeah yeah, enjoy your treats big guy.”

"Gah! I'm working on it!"

“Eh? Oh, uh, nah. You enjoy yourself though.”

Wuh-oh! Big bad wolf’s out and about, huh?

The sheer impact of that drop practically knocked Issun off his feet, as he could only watch with a slight cringe. “Yeesh…”

“…Oh! Gah, yeah, thanks for the warning.” Issun hurriedly hopped back off that stump, not wanting to risk getting caught beneath the Titan.

“Exactly! Glad to know we can at least see eye to eye on something like that.” He crossed his arms with a satisfied nod. Felt good not to be treated like a pesky bug for once.

“Now that’s just exaggerating. I’m at LEAST as large as your thumb.” He hops onto a nearby tree stump.

“Okay, okay, it’s a LOT bigger. But hey, can you blame me when you’re the size of a building to me?”

“Relax, I’m just teasing. I know the moon’s a bit bigger, heheh.”

“…Oh! Nevermind, it’s just you.”

“I didn’t think the moon was out already.”

“What the—“

“There’s a crazy amount of demons walking around…where’s Ammy where you need her?”

“Sheesh! For the last time, I ain’t no bug!”

“Yeah, they can be real fussy sometimes, but they’re always hopeful at the end of the day.”

He’s not sure if she’d end up squashing him regardless if it was him or not…

Geez, what a pain in the butt...

Issun was currently using a small leaf as a makeshift boat, sailing across the wide and vast gap of...a small puddle.

"All I'm saying is, I've dealt with deadly toxins before and this almost blows it out of the water completely."

𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖. 𝕃𝕦𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕀𝕝𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟. … 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐲 𝐏𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰 ᶠᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᴬʷᵃʸ. 『 #DarkstalkersRP / #DSRP』 TW: DARK THEMES 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰

"...Ugh! Yeah, that's another thing! You might not be a demon, but your gas sure is as dangerous as one. It's gonna take weeks to get that stench out!"

"O-Of course I'm sure! You totally almost sat on the field's guardian spirit."

"They really gotta make more paths Poncle sized..."

"Uh...okay? Pretty sure the only thing you said that I got was your name, and the fact that you have powers."

"Guardian? Uh...yeah, let's go with that!" It wasn't TOO far off considering he was friends with a goddess after all.

"Eh, don't sweat it. Could've easily been worse." He sighed, relenting due to the beast's apologetic nature. No demon would be so quick to admit fault. "You can call me Issun.'

"Geh!?" Issun spun around to gaze up at the titanic talking(!?) creature looming over him. "What the-!? Who-?!"

"Hmph. Yeah, well, you're not the first one to not look before they sit." He crossed his arms.

"Hey, that's not MY fault. I was just minding my own business when you almost put me in a crater!"

And just as he managed to regain some semblance of consciousness, he'd spy the beast's enormous face right in front of him. "GAH!" Issun immediately recoiled. "Spy? Who, me? No way pal!"

Issun groaned as he lay on the ground, dazed, confused, and holding his nose. "Wuuuugh..." Needless to say, he was in no position to flee this time.

"Huh. Why do I feel like I'm in danger all of a sudden?"

And Issun is quite literally blown away by that powerful gust! To someone his size, even something like that was too much...

Before he could even question what it was, a horrid stench choked him. He fell to his knees, waving at the air. “Gah! Wh-What the heck?!”

“Yeesh…gotta be more careful.” He whispered, taking a few steps back. Maybe if he got somewhere high enough, he could see just what manner of monster he was dealing with. So of course, he hops onto a nearby tree stump,

Issun thought he was speaking quietly too. Guess those ears weren't for show. "Erk!" He didn't know if this beast was friendly, so rather than take any risks, he'd dive to hide behind him, using his...generous size to the artist's advantage.

Remember: It is not okay to force someone else’s muse into a situation or dynamic they are uncomfortable with. Plan out everything. Work together. Don’t thrust your ideas and wants onto others.

While that tremor knocked the artist into the air, it was better than being outright flattened. He breathed a sigh of relief...before turning to gaze up at just what almost caused his demise. "Holy...what the heck am I even looking at?"

Issun let out a gasp of horror, quickly trying to bounce away from those twin incoming meteors. The sheer size difference between them however, meant that was easier said than done. "Gah! No-no-no-no-no!!"

“I didn’t need you to tell me that, but…love to hear it all the same, heheh~!”

Issun may or may not be trying to bounce high enough to peek into a window. Surely, this little bug is up to no good.