Dipper shielded himself with his ring but the explosive distraction provided by the twins meant he was losing his grip on the masses of constructs. He decided to consolidate into something larger and less complex than masses of tiny things, and the termites and Lilliputtians faded. What he summoned next was the worst monster he could think of, Bill Cipher in one of his more grotesque forms. It reached out towards Hiccup and Hal and their constructs with its many arms, trying to crush them all or stuff them in one of its mouths.
Dipper stood on the top of the pyramid, briefly balancing there on one foot, the way a teenager might balance idly on the curb of a street when they were bored.
"Something that filled the void. What, my parents? Who didn't want me, and let me know it every chance they got? The crazy uncles that kidnapped me? Other kids bullying me all the time? A psychotic demon following me around and trying to ruin my life?" He rolled his eyes. "If you think this is going to be the part where you somewhow lure me to the good side with warm fuzzies and happy thoughts that remind me of my humanity, you'd be wrong."
If they needed any more confirmation that his memories of Mabel had been taken away, they had it now. He didn't mention any ways his sister was awful because he didn't remember her at all.
"I guess you could say that me taking all that out on the world is unfair." A pause. "Because it is!" he chirped cheerfully, and then his expression suddenly dropped to something hollow and lifeless. His voice was bitter as he said, "But it's better to be feared than to be...nothing."
No muscles, no brains. Face it, you're nothing without this.
The construct monster raged, screeching an unnatural cry that sounded more like pain than anger, and his teke-field crackled around him like fire, blending in and out with the aura from his ring.
"Just a nobody to everyone," he said distantly, and a few tears trickled down his face.
Then he suddenly smiled a smile that showed far too many teeth.
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Dipper stood on the top of the pyramid, briefly balancing there on one foot, the way a teenager might balance idly on the curb of a street when they were bored.
"Something that filled the void. What, my parents? Who didn't want me, and let me know it every chance they got? The crazy uncles that kidnapped me? Other kids bullying me all the time? A psychotic demon following me around and trying to ruin my life?" He rolled his eyes. "If you think this is going to be the part where you somewhow lure me to the good side with warm fuzzies and happy thoughts that remind me of my humanity, you'd be wrong."
If they needed any more confirmation that his memories of Mabel had been taken away, they had it now. He didn't mention any ways his sister was awful because he didn't remember her at all.
"I guess you could say that me taking all that out on the world is unfair." A pause. "Because it is!" he chirped cheerfully, and then his expression suddenly dropped to something hollow and lifeless. His voice was bitter as he said, "But it's better to be feared than to be...nothing."
No muscles, no brains. Face it, you're nothing without this.
The construct monster raged, screeching an unnatural cry that sounded more like pain than anger, and his teke-field crackled around him like fire, blending in and out with the aura from his ring.
"Just a nobody to everyone," he said distantly, and a few tears trickled down his face.
Then he suddenly smiled a smile that showed far too many teeth.
"But people can't ignore me now."