biwetch-hunter-general

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Little Wittebane keeps his eyes on the ground and purses his lips together, while listening to Spryth. His hands start to fidget and mess around with the bottom of his uniform's coat, picking on the fabric, pulling it, scratching.*

*He just should try to ignore this hopless situation of her's and her brother's. Philip is supposed to be used to not being helpful to most of the people, but it doesnt mean it doesnt make insides of his chest hurt. ... Maybe he can go and try to make research on ghosts or something. There have to be information in the oracle section of the school library. He can at least do that.*

*When Spryth asked if she could call Philip her brother, boy hasnt looked up. He only slouched a bit more.* - "I dont think my Caleb would recomend me as a brother to anybody." - *Wittebane mumbles quietly under his breath, bitting the insides of his cheek and wrinkling his nose.* - "I dont even know why you ever would want that."

*But when he turned his gaze back to Spryth and saw her derpy eyes staring into his very soul Philip couldn't help but let out a loud wheezing chukle with a snort. It was a kind lighthearted laughter, without any malice behind it.*

*Teen raises his eyebrows and tilts, while talking in a playful manner.* - "Are you trying to do the Puss in Boots eyes on me?" - *Spryth blursed appearence only makes Philip to think of her as more adorable like that. IT IS NOT LIKE HE LIKES DEMONIC CREATURES, OR ANYTHING! HE JUST APPRECIATED SPRYTH'S EFFORT! NOTHING MORE!*

*Boy looks away again, as if ashamed a bit of his "slip up" in laughter. Although Wittebane quickly strightens up, fixing his clothes on himself a bit.*

"But.. if you really want to call such a gangsta like me your brother,.." - *Philip steeples his fingers, putting on his school-villian act, his eyes twinkling with mischief.* - "..i might as well suggest you to join my criminal family."

*Teen put his right hand behind his back, while raising his left fist in the air, as if calling out for the playful troublemaker's spirit inside the demonic ghost-bird.* - "Tell me, are you ready to pledge your loyalty to the Terror Gang family, miss Spryth? Would you join your new named brother in his revenge against the cruel world?" - *Philip loves to play this role quite a lot. Truly helps to not feel restrained at least for a time being.*

*Philip leans closer and narrows his eyes with a wide grin. He wispers.* - "I promise to show you good juicy guards to eat!"

@witchesandbirds

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

"...What do you mean by your hell?..."

*The word HELL is a very strong one to use. At least from the religious person perspective. Philip knows that he himself calls Boiling Isles "hellish" more than often, but the HELL in the full real meaning of it is beyond horrifying. Teen knows that from the words of the catholic orphanage caretakers. And, since this word is used by someone who is litteraly connected with the dead.., the feeling of dread fills Philip's chest.*

"I.. I don't- How the mindscape can be a hell?"

*Teen stumbled on his words. Philip was confused and honestly scared. He didn't know how to treat the beast that got emotional because of his questions. It feels like a very weird dream. ... For now Philip can try and brush off the "hell" word just as a figure of speech, right? Caleb wouldn't be sent to hell. No way. So everything is tecnically fine.*

"M-maybe there is a way to.. change it?"

*Philip does really want to continue with "There is supposed to be a way to separate you". But Philip knows that it is unnecessary. It is not like he would be able to change anything. He is not his brother to play the hero, even when the ebd goal is impossible. Life (and death it seems) sucks so people just need to get used to it. Philip feels guilty to even suggest there could be a solution.*

"I.. um" *Philip pauses, awkwardly rotating his left hand in the air, as if trying to catch his thoughts.* "I am not the most empathetic person. But,.. I can say that I wish some things would be different too." *Philip curled his lip, struggling to understand if he is saying the right thing. Teen narrows his eyes and wrinkles his nose from a small discomfort in his chest.* "Like.. I wish my parents were still alive. I would.. love to be able to hug them and remember their faces." *Philip scratches the back of his head and averts his eyes looking down to the side.* "So I guess I can say that I understand what you mean. I think?"

*Little Wittebane bites his own tongue, as he tries to find a way to get off from the topic he doesn't know how to deal with. Quietly snapping his fingers a little helps boy to get his thoughts back on track. He forces on a smile and raises his eyebrows, attempting to look and sound somewhat encouraging.* "Maybe.., since you three share an existence, by embracing yourself, you are tecnically embracing them too? Both at the same time?"

@witchesandbirds

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip smirks, rolling his eyes, feeling himself a bit prideful over the thought that the Alchemist is more than wrong.*

"Pfft- World actually changed a hell lot in the 400 years time frame! The latests decades constantly raise the pace of cultural evolution and it becomes harder and harder to keep track of all the changes that happen." *Philip closes his eyes and keeps his chin up, feeling good of being a part of human race and it's big history.*

"And you are another quite ancient alternate of mine i see.." *There is a small quiet pause untill Philip opens his eyes and wide, as if he realised something big.* "God, you missed so much! You probably have no idea what Industrial revolution is! Holy shit!"

*Philip started to sound more.. exited? Like he forgot that just a minute ago he was so angry. He even stands away from the wall, facing the Alchemist, with hands ready to start actively gesticulating. Oh no... the infodump is coming!!*

"You fucking missed 1776s Declaration of Independence from Great Britain, French Revolution starting from 1789 and Napoleon wars! You have no idea what is the "Communism manifesto" or "Origin of species", the books that had MASSIVE impact!! America's civil war from 1860 to 1865! X-rays were found and researched in 1895! Like- humans can see bones through the skin now! Explaining for your tiny ancient brain. You TOTALY missed all the digital revolution: from the construction of the first computer to internet and microchips that can be inplanted right into human brain! There was civil rights movement from early 50s to late 60s of the past century!! Also he FIRST MAN in outer space! FREAKING Moon landing! HOLY SHIT YOU PROBABLY DO NOT KNOW WHAT RAIL TRANSPORT IS!! That is hilarious!"

*Philip is flapping his hands in the air, happy to just tell some useless history events. His speech also became a bit faster and louder.*

"There is so much that happened only in the last decade!! Fuck!! I dont know if you will be able to listen to all of that! Dark matter and energy studies!! That is the matter that 68% of or universe is composed of! Finding possible water on Mars in 2015 throught the hydrated salts all around the planet! And it chages depending on the season too! Also, good focils of the T-Rex'es tissue discovered! Can you imagine the flesh continuing existing after 70 million years?? ...oh mY GOD, YOU DONT KNOW WHAT DINOSAURS EVEN ARE!!"

"Am i like, the ONLY Philip who is from 21st century? I definitely can be considered lucky then." *Well, at least both Philip's agree on that fact. At this point, teen seemed to forget with who he is talking to.*

"And what do you mean you can't die?" *Philip asks Alchemist with a devious "is that a challenge?" glimpse in his eyes.* "Never tried to take a swim in the boiling sea? I almost did once. Because monster hunters thought throwing children off of cliffs is nice. It WASN'T nice." *Philip takes a moment to stop and take a breath, because he just said so much, he forgot where to finish. Shit, now he feels himself embarrassed, because he was ready to continue rambling like that for hours without an end. And nobody liked when he does that. Never.*

"You can write all THAT in your research journal or whatever. Better than asking about other's autobiography anyway." *Philip tried to come back to his sarcastic demeanor.*

"Greetings young lad."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiates from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

*The teen slowly gives out a wide shit eating grin. * Look at who we have here. Mr. ButterTwink, long time no see! *Philip spreads his hands to the sides, slowly walking up to the Alchemist as if he was the villain who got the protagonist in his trap.*

Since i am so nice, of course i am going to answer your stupid questions. With all seriousness and honesty. *It is unclear how many layers of fat sarcasm and meta-irony there is to Philip's statement. But he definitely wants to have fun with this conversation.*

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip was suprised by the fact that this creature's breath on his hand was.. pleasant? Like a giant gentle horse sniffing you with it's big nostrils, before you give her a sugarcube.*

Well THAT'S certainly a way to say about hygiene. *Philip replies with a chuckle.*

*Younger Wittebane will definetly make sure to wash himself every day so he would never smell as a rotten food or something. Not with his sensitivity to smells. ...How this world's Philip even Philip? Teen can't understand if they have anything in common thus far. And maybe he wouldnt want to understand, not after what Caleb told him.*

"That Blythe does sound like a bully for sure. I quite used to being targeted by the demons of this hellish realm." *It would be hard to count how much harassment and death threats he and his brother faced while living here. It is beyond Philip how Caleb wants to stay so badly... But here he definitely can see why the friend of Caleb's is so angry. With the sour expression Philip admits that there are reasons for hate in this timeline.* "But i think i understand Blythe. At least a little bit." *Philip for sure wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he would hurt Caleb like in this alternative timeline. So it is more than obvious that others wouldnt ever forgive him for this kind of act either.*

"Well.., yeah, i can admit that I am also a trouble maker." *It is funny to hear that this bird was yelled at for YEARS and that what reminds Caleb of his brother. That is weird because Philip remembers being more than just a silent kid. He only started causing big trouble when he was feeling like piece of shit, which was, not that often in the Human Realm. It is still so weird how different this universe actually is.* "But it is not like i am going to stop my mischief. To much fun to loose." *Philip smiles deviously, remembering the "little" pranks he, Terra and Adrian do and how good it feels sometimes. Helps to get the negative thought out of mind.* "And we yell at each other too. More often than before lately. I guess that what siblings do?"

*Philip squints abd tilts his head to the left, quickly looking over Spryth again, trying to find her similarities with Whip-poor-will.* "Yeah, i can see the resemblance. But i would say you more like the ghost-bird. Big dopey eyes especially." *After a silent moment Philip lets out a snort with a chuckle.* "Ghost-bird! Litteraly!" *Philip slaps himself on the forehead with the free right hand. It was truly silly for him somehow.* "A bird that is attached to a ghost! Truly fascinating endeed..."

*For a moment Philip stared at Spryth's face, scratching his chin in thought.* "Though i also see some Kakapo in you." *Philip gesticulates as if trying to shape the Kakapo bird in the air.* "They are like BIG CHONKY parrots, you know? Maybe it is your nose and eyes that remind me of them."

"But at the same time it is highly incorrect of me to describe you through the other species." *Philips says, while slowly rotating Spryth's feather in both of his hands. Teen is being very gentle, hoping not to damage in on the way home.* "Or it will be the same situation with medieval unicorn actually being a wrong interpretation of rhinoceros."

"You are definetly something very unique." *Philip continues talking while brushing the given Spryth's feather with his fingers. He really likes the texture of it.* Do you three get along well? Sharing an existence is.. hard to imagine honestly." *But at least at the same time for some reason it sounds comforting for Philip. They are never alone with each other. Or at least it is what Philip wants to be the case.* "And i hope you dont really mean it when you call Caleb the worst. I do call my Caleb the worst sometimes, but it is not what i really think. Never in my life."

@witchesandbirds

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

"Ohh, so now you are playing nice, huh? Horseshit." *Philip was almost ready to show a middle finger to his other self, but he kept it in. Teen just scowles and keeps his shaking fists clenched.* "You are just going to do the same thing priests do and turn everything to be my fault. So fuck you, i have no soul to show you."

*Teen leans on the same wall as Alchemist with his back, crossing his arms. He slouches, looking down at the ground. Philip really shouldn't be as agressive as he is, but he can't help it. Sometimes he just.. fights. Sometimes it makes gum feel better, sometimes it makes everything worse. He REALLY needs to just not bark at his another self. It isn't worth it.*

"Even if you are some weird version of me how can i believe that you would keep secrets. Nobody does." *Philip bites the inner side of his own cheek and closes his eyes for a moment. But after this silent pause he looks back at the Alchemist, with a half-lid eyes.* "Especially since you have a fucking research to do. I know i wouldn't miss the opportunity to have blackmail material like that."

@grand-alchemist-belos

"Greetings young lad."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiates from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

*The teen slowly gives out a wide shit eating grin. * Look at who we have here. Mr. ButterTwink, long time no see! *Philip spreads his hands to the sides, slowly walking up to the Alchemist as if he was the villain who got the protagonist in his trap.*

Since i am so nice, of course i am going to answer your stupid questions. With all seriousness and honesty. *It is unclear how many layers of fat sarcasm and meta-irony there is to Philip's statement. But he definitely wants to have fun with this conversation.*

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip can't deny that his stupid joke like lies haven't fooled the Alchemist, but it was more than expected. It would be no fun if his counterpart was stupid enough to believe his words so easily. Philip just gave a proud smug shit eating grin to the ButterTwink, when he called the teen a "troublemaker". Pip is one to put it lightly, and he takes pleasure in it for sure.*

"To your knowledge, I had an A+ in advanced history classes. So i might as well know it better than you."

*But the last sentence Alchemist spoke throws Philip right out of his positive mood and cocky attitude he had for this conversation..*

"Your sister must surely be upset to have someone like you making her life worse."

*Well, that was a stab in the gut... Right into the fresh painful wound.*

*Philip stares back at his adult version in disbelief. How DARES he?! Teen frowns deeply, clenches his fists and grits his teeth. Clearly he is furious,but he tries to keep his tone calm.* "Do not act like you know ANYTHING." *Philip said with a bit of a quiet growl. It would be too embarrassing to loose his temper so easily just after he tried to troll some freak version of himself. But he can't help curl his lips and look with rage at this DWARF version of himself.*

*Alchemist's words hurt more than they probably should. But after the messy argument brothers Wittebane had yesterday it makes Philip feel SO ANGRY! It is so fucking UNFAIR! Why is HE the problem?! Seriously?! After EVERYTHING, YOU DARE TO CLAIM HE IS THE PROBLEM?!*

*...But, of course, Alchemist doesnt know SHIT about the teen or his life. So this short-Pip's words do not hold ANY weight to them. Philip must stay COOL, even if it is so hard.*

*Philip takes a moment to take a slow shaky breath, straighten up and fold his hands together to conceal his emotions that are bubbling inside like the boiling sea. Right after that he returns his cold gaze to the Alchemist, raising his eyebrows.*

"Are you projecting, sir?" *Philip speaks slowly.* "Because, sorry if you are such a fucking awful brother, but it doesnt mean i am anything like your pathetic ass."

@grand-alchemist-belos

"Greetings young lad."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiates from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

*The teen slowly gives out a wide shit eating grin. * Look at who we have here. Mr. ButterTwink, long time no see! *Philip spreads his hands to the sides, slowly walking up to the Alchemist as if he was the villain who got the protagonist in his trap.*

Since i am so nice, of course i am going to answer your stupid questions. With all seriousness and honesty. *It is unclear how many layers of fat sarcasm and meta-irony there is to Philip's statement. But he definitely wants to have fun with this conversation.*

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip got a weirdly satisfying chills down his spine.* "Astounding!" *The slight fear from the sight and sound of strange creature peaked Wittebane's interest.*

*Philip can't help but stare in some weird kid of awe at the Spryth form. He never imagined birds having human-like noses and now he can say for sure that it looks extremely cursed. Especially if it is the nose of your brother next to a BEAK.*

"At least you didn't want to MEAT me." *Teen let out a nervous chuckle, before waving with his hands in front of himself.* "Don't get any wrong ideas."

*Philip awkwardly coughs into his left fist, before putting both of his arms behind his back and looking back up to Spryth's face.* Excuse me, I totally forgot about manners. Greetings, Spryth! Nice to know who is in cahoots with the alternative version of my brother.

*Philp slowly takes small steps towards the bird beast, tilting his head to the left. He was feeling too curious for his own good because it my overpower his caution, reason and politeness * "Fascinating.. absolutely fascinating."

"I cant quite comprehend how the light reaches your eye receptors when you have no irises..." *Philip starts to walk around the beast, barely holding himself from biting his nails from all the thoughts that appear in his small Wittebane head.*

"Are you the same kind of beast-curse Lilith has? You even have the similar white-y feathers.. What kind of species even are you?" *Philip made a whole circle around Spryth and now was back in front of her, scratching his chin.*

*Teen looks back up at the weirdly similar to Caleb's face with eyes filled with pure scientific interest.* "Will i be so bold to ask you if i can take one sample of your father coverings? I really want to get one under the good old microscope..."

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Teen clearly pleased with his ability to get on this man's nerves. It makes him feel so proud. The only task ahead is to keep this level of trolling up.*

*Philip drammaticaly rolls his eyes and clicks with his toungue.* "Jesus fucking Christ why you had to make it all sound like I am taking an exam?" *Philip bites his bottom lip and tries to imagine how he can lie funny enough to break this short man completely.*

"Whatever. ...Alright, what can I say..." *He says slowly, looking away in thought, while scratching his chin.*

"First of all, I have a sister named Caleb, duh! We grew up in a mansion with the rich-ass parents where we were privately tutored. But my childhood was still the WORST, because I wasn't allowed to play Xbox all day and kick neighbour's puppies when they bark at me. My main interests always were mad kind of science and cyberbullying Australian kids."

*Philip tried to sound genuinely enough to be infuriating. At least, he said the things he would hate to hear from another person. His face is dead serious, without any sign that he finds this situation hilarious.*

"Ehh.. Yeah, I am left handed, I thought it was obvious. But witchhunts? No, sorry, but in our house we werent allowed to use Twitter." *Philip chuckled to himself, remembering the -chronically online- kids at their new normal school that were so dedicated to argue with strangers on the internet. Sometimes Philip is glad he wasn't allowed to have a phone for most of his life in the orphanage.*

"Of course me and my brother came here from the Human Realm, what a useless question! Or do i think we look like we spawned on the Boiling Isles stright out from the seas like the Aphrodite? Personally i hope i look HUMAN enough." *Philip gives out an irritated sigh as he closes his eyes and throws his ponytail back most preppy way possible. ..Ah, Philip understood wgo he was copying. Tashdalia the crapiest. Well HER behaviour should be able to make anyone loose their shit, so Wittebane was on the right track.*

"But i LOVE bitches and witches with my whole tiny dark heart." *Philip gives out a smile he always notices on Odalia, when she is able to brag about something, and waves his hand dismissively.* "I always curse them for being so kind and loving." *It was the lie Philip based on his half-truths and Caleb's opinions. Philip didn't like witches, but at the same time he dislikes everybody with few exceptions. If it was Philip's will, human world and demon world with magic would never interact, because is is "how things are suppose to be" and "normal".*

"But even if i am so generous to answer your questions i am not going to give you my address, you creep." *Philip thinks he gone too far with that, so he coughs into his hand awkwardly before continuing.* "Anyway, I have several palismans, because i work with the 3 Bat-Kings." *This statement is horseshit, cuz they werent even introduced to the Palismans in Hexide, yet. It is not going to be soon in their study program and, honestly, Philip was hoping to "go back home to the human realm" before that happens.*

"And no, I dont use magic. I wouldnt try to extract it and destroy it otherwise." *That was only partially a lie, cuz Philip was using magic due to its necessity, despite him wanting to limit his interactions with it to a minimum. But since Alchemist already knows about this Philip's will to research the nature and extraction of magic essences, Philip couldn't fake that fact, since it would also give out his whole untruthful story.*

"I dont know any... Ebvelyns? And dont want any more sisters in my family! One is more than enough!"

*Philip tries to keep his dead serious expression with glimpse of his usual annoyance on his face and hide his want to smile because he likes acting like a little menace to others. He stares at Alchemist Philip and crosses his arms on his chest.*

"Are you happy?"

"Greetings young lad."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiates from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

*The teen slowly gives out a wide shit eating grin. * Look at who we have here. Mr. ButterTwink, long time no see! *Philip spreads his hands to the sides, slowly walking up to the Alchemist as if he was the villain who got the protagonist in his trap.*

Since i am so nice, of course i am going to answer your stupid questions. With all seriousness and honesty. *It is unclear how many layers of fat sarcasm and meta-irony there is to Philip's statement. But he definitely wants to have fun with this conversation.*

[biwetch-hunter-general]

"Greetings young lad."

He holds his quill in his right hand as he holds some kind of journal in his left.

He looked to the person right in front of him.

While some features felt familiar to him, some things were quite off and different.

"I have been informed by my sons friend, Luz, about the existence of different universes. It peaked my interest so I wanted to conduct a study on how different each universe is."

He explained calmly as his eyes now looked down to his opened journal.

"If you got time to answer some questions and explain how your world differentiates from mine, it would be greatly appreciated."

*The teen slowly gives out a wide shit eating grin. * Look at who we have here. Mr. ButterTwink, long time no see! *Philip spreads his hands to the sides, slowly walking up to the Alchemist as if he was the villain who got the protagonist in his trap.*

Since i am so nice, of course i am going to answer your stupid questions. With all seriousness and honesty. *It is unclear how many layers of fat sarcasm and meta-irony there is to Philip's statement. But he definitely wants to have fun with this conversation.*

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip couldn't help but chuckle at the mentioning of Caleb's ghost haunting him.* Yeah,.. if my Caleb would die, he probably will be too busy haunting some ancient castle and pranking it's inhabitants to seek revenge on me or something. I wonder if he would forget the reason why he have died in the first place. *Wittebane smirks as he shakes his head, mentally calling his brother the stupidest person ever.*

*Teen stares at the tired ghost Caleb wide eyed, just like many Philips do when they are caught off guard, as he talks about Spryth fussing inside of him. Teen did understand that they share an existence as he was directly told, but it still was weirdly fascinating to witness.* Sorry, but it sounded like i am going to be the thing Spryth eats if i won't run away immediately. *Philip said in a joking tone, crossing his arms on his chest.* But you are definetly far from the worst.

Tecnically I can try talk to her, if she isnt against it.. *Philip said hesitently. He doesn't know why he decided that it would be a good idea, but that encounter was really pleasant so far. Maybe even more pleasant than it is at his owl house.* If she is anything like you, i think it can just fine. So far in your wispers to her she sounds a lot like my brother and i may know how to deal with it.

Unless she is going to touch me. *Philip adds immediately, shaking his finger.* I do NOT like touch and i am going leave if she won't respect this. AND if it doesn't mean i am interrupting hers or yours daily routine.

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip stays silent as he clenches his jaws together and presses his lips in one thin line. That information was.., to put it lightly, hard to listen to. It is so surreal to know that your alternative self killed the version of the one person you really care about. It feels like a lie, even when the ghost Caleb looks more than genuine.*

I-i see.. *Philip answers hesitently, giving a small nod. His lips twitch slightly and curl in, while his hands start picking on each other, scratching the skin.*

*Sadly, Philip and Caleb aren't actually that close. At least not as they were before. Philip's brother was slowly drifting away and younger Wittebane was just desperately try to prevent it from getting worse. The longer brothers are in the demon realm, the bigger the divide between the two, the lesser Caleb listens, the angrier Philip becomes. That is why ghost Caleb's answer makes the teen to overthink the meaning of the other's story.*

But what if- *Teen wanted to argue, but he stops. Philip purses his lips and shakes his head. He takes a pause to think over what he is going to say again.*

*Philip feels himself being both angry, frustrated, bitter and upset, despite his better judgement. He needs to be the rational one, the one who can do things right. That is fine, he wont ever get to that point. No way. He is pretty tolerant already. He just going to be.. somehow even more patient with Caleb. If it what keeps them safe.*

*Wittebane lets out a heavy frustrated sigh, rubbing his eyes.* I will try.

But I know he wont. *Teen adds quietly.*

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

Uh.. Well, hello stranger Spryth..? *Philip says unsure of himself and gets his left hand a bit up in the greeting gesture to be more polite. He looks to the sides, assuming that this two Caleb's new ghost-friends are just somewhere in this room, but just invisible to him.* So blue, red, green. *Teen says as he turns to face Caleb again.* Okay, got it.

And, first of all, did you say Luz? *Philip narrows his eyes and frowns, looking at Caleb genuinely puzzled.* Do you mean like Empress Luzura? Err, i would't say i do understand the comparison... But you liking her is definitely something you share with my brother.

Secondly- seventeenth century? Wow, you must be ancient! *Philip lets out a smirk, being a little fascinated by that fact, although it is the Demon Realm and he should be used to that already.* You can say we are definitely more modern that THAT.

*There is small pause. Philip thinks about something, looking to the side, before continuing.*

Caleb, you already helped a lot. And i am grateful for that. Really. But.. I need to make something clear.. for me.

*Philip starts to fidget with his hands together again. Scratching with finders, grabbing hand in hand, sliding against one anotger.* You have mentioned that you are suprised we are "still close"... *Philip says it slowly, trying to form the sentence in his head correctly, before saying it out loud.* What exactly do you mean by that?

...

Are you happy being.. not together?

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip winces and becomes very stiff from the sudden ghost touch. He ducks his head for a moment trying not to tolerate the unpleasant sensory experience.* didn't know that ghost can touch people like that... *Philip mumbles quietly, as he slowly gets back to his almost completely calm self.*

Gifts, music and food.. like for birds courting. *Philip nods slightly, as he repeats the overall recommendations, "counting" them by fingers on his left hand.*

*Teen lets out a long sigh, as he looks in the empty space in front of him.* ...Yeah, Caleb can steal some stuff she eyed on the stalls for a while because i doubt he has enough snails to actually buy anything. Maybe if Eve is similar to her her aunt Lilith then she should probably enjoy some simpler shiny little things too..

For the music, i would suggest to fix the old human record player Clawthorns have in their attic, but i KNOW Caleb would insist on finding some bard-like way to do that. And that is pretty sure going to end badly, judging by the previous.. magic usage.

As for the food.. i only hope my brother wouldn't choose exclusively witch food. *Teen says with a frown.* We cant deal with his second food poisoning this week.

By the way, *Philip turns back to Caleb, pointing his open palm in the ghost direction* you CAN swear around me all you want. I know the fucking "bad words" much more than my own dead mother. *Philip says as he rolls his eyes, looking completely not impressed.*

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

Morbid sence of humor... That is quite interesting . *Teen says slowly, mentally taking a note.*

And, for Christ's sake, no. I am not into THAT kind of... *Teen gestures with his left hand slightly to the side, trying to find a correct word to describe this feeling of his* ...acti-vi-ti-e.

It just seems reasonable to assume that Caleb would definitely know what the other Caleb should do in his attempt to have a relationships for some reason. This all despite the fact that you two sound quite differently already.

*Philip brings hands behind his back and after a small pause he adds.* Especially since your romance thing was somewhat successful.

And.. *Philip takes a moment to decide if it is really worth to say out loud.* ... well, my brother just wants his "date" to be "perfect", *Philip slowly tells with slight irritation in his calm voice.* so anything you can say about being "the good boyfriend that Evelyn deserves",.. *Philip shows quote marks with his hands while saying this.* ..will be A LOT of help.

@witchesandbirds

*Loudly clears his throat to get your attention.*

EXCuse me, SIR. Perhaps I would dare to ask you QUITE a personal question.

Due to certain circumstances it is very important for me to know, what qualitie brought you and Evelyn together? What exactly made her fall for you?

Asking for a friend, of course.

@biwetch-hunter-general

(The ghost slowly turned his head, perhaps a bit too far to be natural, and arched a brow)

Quite the invasive question ya've got there, eh? (A smile crossed his lips and his head shook, almost as though he found something funny.)

Egh, tricky tricky.. let's see. I'm not sure I can pick out exactly what it was that "attracted" her, though I think part of it was my.. decidedly morbid sense o' humor. We shared similar interests, so that helped. They also tended to find my curiosity intriguing?

What, are ye lookin' for love or somethin'? I'm not an expert, so don't use my word as scripture. I've got very little idea what I'm on about.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

Hi there can you please please make a comic on young philp

OOC POST

I am sorry, but i dont quite understand what you mean.

This is an ask/rp and not an art-blog.

If it as art-request please re-send it to @iloveundertaesooomuch (it is me) and please let me know if you wanted a canon or au child Philip comic.

Thank you for your ask.

[biwetch-hunter-general]

*Philip squints his eyes at Caleb, feeling even more irritated. What the fuck is he TALKING about?? Has Hetti burned his memories for the second time??* "...Do i look like an idiot to you?" *Philip said, gesturing with his left hand towards himself, frowning.* "You can't just rephrase my words and use that on me. I am not a daft."

"Do you fucking realise you look like a 20-something Mcdonalds employee and NOT like the 15 year old self? Or your brain stopped it's development since your were 12?" *Philip walks backwards to his study table and turns on the lamp again, squinting his eyes uncomfortably from the light.* "...That would actually explain a lot."

@the-brothers-wittebane

*suddenly a portal opened up and a blonde guy in suspenders fell out, and it disappeared, he just layed there for a while in front of Philip*

- (@the-brothers-wittebane )

*Philip was ready to exit his little study-corner he created for himself in the basement of The Owl House. He turns off the lamp that stands on the table, leaving the open door leading out of the room as the sole source of light. It is dark now, but not that dark so Philip wouldnt be able to walk across the room, climb the stairs and exit the basement. So, the teen was going to do just that, untill-*

*The portal opening and the figure falling out of it on the floor made boy jump and let out a short "OHMYGOD-" scream. Philip crosses himself, like he always does in this hellish place when he witnesses something he doesnt like. Wittebane stares at the silhouette, lying on the floor in front of him, wide-eyed. In the lack of light it was hard for Philip to see who it was with certainty.*

*But after a few seconds of getting used to the dark teen recognises those damned blond hair. "Wait- Is it.. Caleb?" Philip felt embarrassment and anger overcoming his fear pretty fast. Teen lets out one long irritated breath and clenches his fists.*

"Caleb!! T-this shit isn't fucking funny!" - Philip said pretty loudly.

*His frown deepens as he keeps his eyes on the Caleb-looking figure. ... "It" looks like Caleb, but- the small differences, like the hair length or the choice of clothes, create that uncanny feeling that something is clearly wrong. Philip wouldn't want to ever admitt that Caleb managed to scare the crap out of him with another stupid prank, but.. what if this is a basilisk or some other demon-doppelganger thing?*

"Don't you have anything better to do than to scare me?"

[biwetch-hunter-general]

"Alright, chemistry and biology for loosers. Got it." Philip said, brushing off Alchemist with purposeful arrogance and disinterest in his voice.

"But okay- If you claim that this practice can PURIFY the matter, whatever this fucking means, isn't there suppose to be a technique to exclude the magic from the normal-world-matter? Have you ever managed to find that pure state of magic as this one element that in contact with things makes everything-..." *Philip gestures with his right hand in dismissive manner while having slight cringe appear on his face.* "well, wicked and weird." *Wittebane adds with slight disgust.*

"Or are you aware that this stuff doesn't have any use without magic and just hate to admitt it?" *He says slowly, as if pointing out some flaw in other's knowledge.* "If it, perhaps, isn't so, how would you prove that?" *Philip doesn't know exactly why he tries to bait this "smartass" sorccerer into giving him more info about this "pseudo-science". He would be perfectly fine to research everything on his own! … Maybe it is just his pride makes Philip want to argue with someone. Or maybe he afraid to admit that he is stuck in his reaserch for now.*

Mister ButterTwink, since you started your research on that "alchemy" of yours while in the human realm, does it mean that it doesnt require any magic? Or you got all the results of yours the easy wicked spell-casting way?

@biwetch-hunter-general