[Answers? Who needed them. This world was garbage, just like the one he'd just left. And to be perfectly honest Sho wasn't completely convinced that this WAS a different world. People lie. People always lie.
So after yelling at no one in particular for a few minutes about HOW DARE THEY TRANSPOSE HIS COORDINATES and WHY THE FACTOR AM I ISOLATED FROM THE UG AND THEREFORE MY POWERS AND WINGS AND NOISE ARGH other such nonsense, Sho does what he always does to make himself feel better.
Art.
Well.
If you can call it that.
The growing pile of junk in the middle of the street hardly looks like art, but there does seem to be some care given to it. Objects organized strangely, balanced precariously, at specific angles... And now, Sho is using a crowbar to pry a sign off its post.
What a strange boy.]
Come... off... you... factoring... SIGN! I need your beauty!!
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So after yelling at no one in particular for a few minutes about HOW DARE THEY TRANSPOSE HIS COORDINATES and WHY THE FACTOR AM I ISOLATED FROM THE UG AND THEREFORE MY POWERS AND WINGS AND NOISE ARGH other such nonsense, Sho does what he always does to make himself feel better.
Art.
Well.
If you can call it that.
The growing pile of junk in the middle of the street hardly looks like art, but there does seem to be some care given to it. Objects organized strangely, balanced precariously, at specific angles... And now, Sho is using a crowbar to pry a sign off its post.
What a strange boy.]
Come... off... you... factoring... SIGN! I need your beauty!!