oc talk episode 2 featuring burobu

Burobu: hi *sits down*

jmr: hi, i'm james
jmr: and theres no beevrios this week
jmr: and this is oc talk!

imma get a different oc if you dont reply soon. this is taking too long

jmr: so burobu, can you tell us a bit about yourself?

Burobu: I’m goop as a human being

jmr: welllll beevrios usually comes up with te topic, but sice he's gone, whaddya wanna talk about

Burobu: I, don’t really know

jmr: well things might get wierd. this is oc talk after all

Burobu: your speaking with someone who lives in they’re boss’s eye

You know it’s weird

jmr: what do you mean by your boss's eye?

Burobu: I mean it, I live inside them

jmr: yeah yeah

Burobu: so...

sure

jmr: i dont know how it works

Burobu: yeah

jmr: so what?

Burobu: idk

(Hey wanna stick to the other comments? This line is going no where.)

(its funny how self aware our ocs are)

jmr: welll beevrios is pretty much an embodiment of eeglbeevr, my creator

Burobu: oh, cool

jmr: arent we all weird

Burobu: well, someone named “Jade” here isn’t really that weird. I’ve only heard of her.

jmr: i'm not one to judge

Burobu: it’s, weird now that I think about it

jmr: what is that?

Burobu: what is what..?

the stuff dripping from you

Burobu: this.... oh this... this is my true being... I’m afraid you didn’t hear when I actually said I’m made fo weird goop-

TERRIBLY SORRY about that I just have a short temper.

jmr: are you ok?

Burobu: yeah *it sounds like a woman is talking along with his voice, same words, same everything, but something is off....*

jmr: how do you not hear that voice!

Burobu: ummm....

*it seems like he’s faking it, like he hears it but he pretends not to*

jmr: who is that voice?

Burobu: who? *the voice is still there*

jmr: why do you keep lying to me?

Burobu: I’m not lying sir

*the voice is still there and you wonder what to do*

jmr: i swear theres a second voice coming from you

Burobu:*laughs*

*the voice laughs along with him*

jmr: maybe its the demon in you

Burobu: no no no, I am one sir.

jmr: why are you calling me sir? its not the army

Burobu: I call everyone that, well, if they’re a girl I call them ma’am.

*the voice is still there what do I need to say?*

jmr: youre very polite. have you ever heard a second voice before?

Burobu: no, no.

jmr: guess i'll just deal with it then

Burobu:*chuckles a little bit*

jmr: so what species are you?

Burobu: no clue

jmr: i'm a rathalos if you cant tell

Burobu: cool!

*the gosh didaly darn voice-*

(do you like monster hunter)
so what do you do in your free time

(Sorta)

Burobu: I have no free time, my boss wants me to do something I haven’t yet achieved yet

jmr: so who's this boss you keep talking about

Burobu: I’m not telling you

jmr: ok... lets just end the episode now

Burobu: okay!

jmr: why

Burobu: no idea, probably just my personality!

jmr: ok. *bows*

Burobu: YES! YES!

jmr: well we should probably end this

Burobu: yeah probably-

*he snaps back into that weird gooey version of himself*

I. CANT. F**KING. TAKE. IT. ANYMORE! IVE BEEN ACTING INNOCENT MY WHOLE LIFE ON EARTH AND IM SICK OF IIIIIIIIIIIITTTT! IM TREATED LIKE A F**KING CHILD! “BEST BOI”, “CUTIE”, “DESERVES HEAD PATS” IM A F**KING DEMON! I CAN EASILY RIP YORU F**KING SKIN OF B I T C H-

jmr: oh crapcakes

Burobu: BOW TO MY KNEES MORTAL!

jmr: tell me more

Burobu: I don’t really know why but I’m just very short tempered! If the littlest thing happens I freak out.

jmr: can i help?

Burobu:*throws a desk across the room breaking a wall as tentacles emerge from the ground*

jmr: short temper. *hides behind his wings*

Burobu:*screams of 1000 damned souls*

jmr: uuuuh. what r u doing?

Burobu: I... I don’t actually know... *he drops to the ground*

Burobu: can I tell you my whole life story so far?

jmr: sure

Burobu:*inhales* it all started when-

*he somehow finishes within what you think is 2 seconds*

jmr: wha...nani?

Burobu: what is it?

dude its been hours

you still here?

Yea I just need to go fro a sec

jmr: you sure youre suuuuuure?

Burobu: y-yes... why are you asking..? *he starts dripping with some sort of substance*

jmr: you suuuure?

Burobu: y-yep! *he starts sweating*

jmr: are you hiding something?

Burobu: no *he seems like he’s faking it*

jmr: you looked worried

Burobu: I’m not, trust me!

jmr: it felt so short!

Burobu: I don’t know why *he sweats nervously*

jmr: are you ok?

Burobu: oh yes, yes! *he smiles like nothing ever happened*

jmr: well i knew it would get weird

Burobu: yeah *he looks down like he’s worried about something*

jmr: you finished so quickly!?

Burobu: I didn’t, it’s been 28 minutes

*you check the time and it has*