Uh, well… I found this box with different types of red paint in the dumpster once. It was kinda crumbly but basically good as new, so I took it home.
[ It would be clear to anyone else that the blush palette was past expiration… ]
I tried putting some on the next day, and around the usual time I used 'ta get called out to run a devil job, I come out — you know what the first thing those yakuza jerkwads said when they saw me? They said I looked like the Clown Devil! And they start laughing! What the hell, right?
[ Denji gnaws on a thumb as she gripes about the memory, like she can still here them jeering at her as they drove her out. …Though when she'd stolen a look at herself in the rearview mirror, her entire face looked like an abstract painting. That is, if abstract painting were made completely with cake batter.
Warily, she asks: ] That thing ya got — it's not gonna make me look ugly, is it?
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[ It would be clear to anyone else that the blush palette was past expiration… ]
I tried putting some on the next day, and around the usual time I used 'ta get called out to run a devil job, I come out — you know what the first thing those yakuza jerkwads said when they saw me? They said I looked like the Clown Devil! And they start laughing! What the hell, right?
[ Denji gnaws on a thumb as she gripes about the memory, like she can still here them jeering at her as they drove her out. …Though when she'd stolen a look at herself in the rearview mirror, her entire face looked like an abstract painting. That is, if abstract painting were made completely with cake batter.
Warily, she asks: ] That thing ya got — it's not gonna make me look ugly, is it?