The goddess is a thicc bih-

The Goddess is just staring at @BotchedHeroism, trying to figure out something to criticize him on. It doesn’t seem like she sees anything bad.

“Looks more like costume.”

“Proof that you are devil.”

“Sorry, my English is not so good.” Ahem. “Prove to me that you are the devil.” Her voice was clear and demanding.

“Two bodyguards that do whatever you like?” She whistled over the two men behind her who were in suits.

“They don’t have to defend you or anything like that. They can do whatever you please, eliminate people when you don’t feel like doing it yourself, or even please you. Humans are capable of much more than you think.”

“I can offer you one of them.”

“These two are my best men. I need one or else I’ll just be left with a bunch of incompetent babies.”

“I like you. Okay, you take both and I get to see you take their souls or whatever.” She soon pulled out her gun and shot both of the guys in the foot, swiping the guns off of them. “Hurry up. These guys fight.”

The Goddess just watched, a little grin on her face which was out of the ordinary for her because she would never even show a little smile. She would let out a little laugh at the way the other would swallow it. She held that little grin on her face as the other woman spoke-

“Thank you ever so much for your generosity.” She said with a little sarcastic tone.

She would soon allow her straight face to come back, circling around the other female. “How interesting.”

She’s just evily eating a granola bar.

Gives a disgusted look.

“I’m bored. Entertain me.” Walker

no one: goddess:

she’s so bored. someone entertain her.