[If he could respond to you at all right now, Wendy, he'd tell you that he's alright. Except like much of what he's said up until now, that would be a lie. He's not okay. He's far, FAR from okay, which means he's definitely not fine, Stan. The slap to his back hits while he's extremely off guard, and it's even more impactful than what Stan did to his hand a moment ago. It causes Bill to let out a yell as he's knocked off his feet and onto his knees, feeling the pain humorlessly surge through his back. He locks up, paralyzed... but is heading towards total meltdown fast. Possessing a body meant getting expelled from it back to the mindscape once it was unconscious. He's convinced that won't work here. This isn't a possession, he's been repeatedly, painfully (literally) reminded of that already. He's trapped... trapped in this damn body, a prison made of flesh. And he wants out. He wants out he wants out he wants out HE WANTS OUT HE WANTS OUT!!!
Suddenly he gets back on his feet and makes a dash for Wendy's ax, quickly grabbing it from her before she has any chance to react or stop him. But instead of attacking anyone else, which Stan might be expecting and preparing to forcefully prevent if it looks for even a split second like Bill is going to, in his unsteady hands he holds the bladed end to his neckline, as if about to drag it straight down his chest... Stan might assume this is just desperation (although it is, but not in the way he's thinking), like he would really do it, but to Wendy it shouldn't look like anything except this dude's about to cut himself open. And whether he's serious or not, it's doubtful she wants to take that chance.]
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The slap to his back hits while he's extremely off guard, and it's even more impactful than what Stan did to his hand a moment ago. It causes Bill to let out a yell as he's knocked off his feet and onto his knees, feeling the pain humorlessly surge through his back. He locks up, paralyzed... but is heading towards total meltdown fast.
Possessing a body meant getting expelled from it back to the mindscape once it was unconscious. He's convinced that won't work here. This isn't a possession, he's been repeatedly, painfully (literally) reminded of that already. He's trapped... trapped in this damn body, a prison made of flesh.
And he wants out. He wants out he wants out he wants out HE WANTS OUT HE WANTS OUT!!!
Suddenly he gets back on his feet and makes a dash for Wendy's ax, quickly grabbing it from her before she has any chance to react or stop him. But instead of attacking anyone else, which Stan might be expecting and preparing to forcefully prevent if it looks for even a split second like Bill is going to, in his unsteady hands he holds the bladed end to his neckline, as if about to drag it straight down his chest...
Stan might assume this is just desperation (although it is, but not in the way he's thinking), like he would really do it, but to Wendy it shouldn't look like anything except this dude's about to cut himself open.
And whether he's serious or not, it's doubtful she wants to take that chance.]