[You're just enjoying a glass of water. Or of wholesome milk. Or maybe you're having a bowl of soup. Either way, the next time you look at it instead of taking a drink or eating out of it, you notice there's...something in it. It's a weird, goldenish-yellow insect-pony, and it's just kind of chilling out in your liquid of choice, arms propped behind its head, eyes closed.]
Whoo! Now this is living! Y'know, I gotta hand it to ya-
[The Breezie opens its eyes to look at you...or, more accurately, it's eye.]
You people with your skin and your bones and all have it made! I mean, sure, you die like gnats and you're about as smart, but there's no sensation like physical sensation!
[Don't mind him as the Breezie just starts swimming circles around your cup or bowl.]
[B]
[The dream you're having is probably a good one. In fact, maybe it's wonderful, and you don't really want it to end. The only thing disarming about it, maybe attesting to the fact that it is a dream, are the weird...signs, you guess, that you see sometimes. An eye, carved into objects or in paintings. An eye, just here and there.
But no matter. It's weird, but not enough to ruin the moment of the dream.
Until the dream stops. Not ends...just stops, time stopping with it. And one of the little eye signs glows, and quickly from it comes a happy little pyramid man. He whistles a little at you.]
First off, congratulations on having such sweet digs! I just thought I should tell you, I liked it so much that I thought I'd root around it for a little bit. Y'know, nice as it is, I think you could clean it up a little better. Here. Look what I found!
[And then he makes a motion as if he's throwing something towards you. Like you're meant to see something, but-
But then you're too busy being assailed by something horrible. A fear, or terrible memory, that you had tried to lock away. And perhaps you had, but not well enough Bill couldn't find it. He thinks you should have it back for a bit, because maybe you just lost it, of course.
Bill Cipher | Gravity Falls
[You're just enjoying a glass of water. Or of wholesome milk. Or maybe you're having a bowl of soup. Either way, the next time you look at it instead of taking a drink or eating out of it, you notice there's...something in it. It's a weird, goldenish-yellow insect-pony, and it's just kind of chilling out in your liquid of choice, arms propped behind its head, eyes closed.]
Whoo! Now this is living! Y'know, I gotta hand it to ya-
[The Breezie opens its eyes to look at you...or, more accurately, it's eye.]
You people with your skin and your bones and all have it made! I mean, sure, you die like gnats and you're about as smart, but there's no sensation like physical sensation!
[Don't mind him as the Breezie just starts swimming circles around your cup or bowl.]
[B]
[The dream you're having is probably a good one. In fact, maybe it's wonderful, and you don't really want it to end. The only thing disarming about it, maybe attesting to the fact that it is a dream, are the weird...signs, you guess, that you see sometimes. An eye, carved into objects or in paintings. An eye, just here and there.
But no matter. It's weird, but not enough to ruin the moment of the dream.
Until the dream stops. Not ends...just stops, time stopping with it. And one of the little eye signs glows, and quickly from it comes a happy little pyramid man. He whistles a little at you.]
First off, congratulations on having such sweet digs! I just thought I should tell you, I liked it so much that I thought I'd root around it for a little bit. Y'know, nice as it is, I think you could clean it up a little better. Here. Look what I found!
[And then he makes a motion as if he's throwing something towards you. Like you're meant to see something, but-
But then you're too busy being assailed by something horrible. A fear, or terrible memory, that you had tried to lock away. And perhaps you had, but not well enough Bill couldn't find it. He thinks you should have it back for a bit, because maybe you just lost it, of course.
You're welcome.]