"It certainly does, if you ever wanna talk, I'm just a holler away!"

*He winked, about to leave...*

"Got anythin' else you wanted to ask before I get movin' though?"

"Oh! here, let me just..."

*Suddenly from behind him, hands! no arms though! Anywho, cue a handshake!*

"There! such seals our potential friendship, pal!"

{Ugh, I can't even be bothered to correct myself here... I meant to say folks...}

{Ah well, you get the picture, yadda yadda, read the bio and pinned before interacting...}

{I swear if I see another Yuri account, I'm going to fucking lose it, EVERY POST I MAKE ANOTHER ONE JUST SHOWS UP!}

{I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR OF, ALL I CARE ABOUT IS KIRBY AND THE FACT THAT YOU CAN'T SEEM TO READ!}

{GO AND BE HORNY SOMEWHERE ELSE, I AIN'T HAVIN' IT!}

"Well simply put uh...."

*Cue a flashback montage since the interaction isn't completely done yet....*

"And of course there was..."

*Another montage...*

"Aaaaaaaand that about sums it up..."

"Well, let's see here..."

"I can grow wings, shoot boomerangs from said wings, shoot laser cannons from my mouth, a barrage of arrows, hmm did I mention I can snap in half like a twig and conjure up a black hole?"

"Ah well, enough about me, Zero should fill 'ya in... hopefully..."

{Yup! we're finally gettin' to this now! blame incredibly early Christmas shopping for that! better to snag everything when it ships early!}

"Same reason you guys are! You-know-who's back, probably gonna destroy the universe and all the cosmos, Soooo I, Marx alongside the rest of the Horrors have decided to call a truce until Omega's good as dead!"

"...Also, punt me and I̵͈͇̋͒T̵̻̖́̀'̶̧̨̇͝L̵͕̘̆L̶̀͜ ̸̰͉̾̈Ḫ̶̌͋U̴͓̇̿ͅR̵̳͚͑̂T̶̩̺́̂ ̶̳̈̅͜Y̶̡̒Ô̵͖̻̍U̸͔͋͜ ̶͙͐M̸̜̞̒̋O̸̡͉̓R̴̳̅È̸̼̕ ̴͉̥̓͛T̸̼̎H̵̺̺̏̐Ạ̶͎̊N̸͖̍̃͜ ̷͍̔́I̸̦͇͂̀T̵̮̃ ̶̗̆̉H̷̼̲̓U̶͙̞͌̎R̵̦͇̈́T̷͙̎S̵̰͗͜͠ ̸̮̂M̵̤̓͝E̷͎̱̾.̸͕̱̈.̷͉̀̄.̶͔͓͝"̴͍͔͂

"...Joyous day... as if I cared..."

"...I know I'm in the middle of a completely different bandwagon which trust me, I'll make sure my writer here gets to it..."

{Geez, no need to sound so threatening...}

"Buuuut I saw this going around and.... better now than never..."

"Marx! nice meeting you Franzie!"

"Hey hey! here's hoping we get along, alright?"

"I.. no? Calling means I'm..."

*Sigh*

"It's a term that states you're matching a current bet or raise... Usually when most people call, the other players either call, and then they have a showdown by revealing their hands, or they can fold, in which case the person who called first wins the pot."

"Splendid! I'm looking forward to working with 'ya, pal!"

*The jester can't help but do an evil laugh, it's just how he does things after all...*

{You're doing so good, I'm starting to think you just ARE Bill, just straight up...}

{In other words, who are you and what have you done with the real antares?}

"...Only if we both agree to not backstab each other, got it?"

*He put a hand out for a handshake, smiling...*

"So, we have a deal... yes?"

"Right you are, pal! The universe is so vast, I could make so many friends..."

*The jester suddenly realized, he wished to seal the deal on this false friendship... and to do that...*

"Y'know, I don't think I ever got your name, friend..."

"But I already have power, don't you see?"

"I don't need MORE... I already have what I want here and now..."

"I mean, the only other wish I could ever really want... is a friend. an honest to Nova friend!"

"Ooh, clever, clever... but why would I steal a wish from you of all people? I have NO reason to betray someone like you!"

*He chuckled, finding it funny that Bill would think such a thing...*

"Besides, we basically want the same thing! Your wish is just on a larger scale than mine."

"Oh, somethin' did happen... buuuuut that's a story for another day..."

*He's not wishing to tell his story, if he did, this whole facade would crumble faster than a cookie...*

"Well... now it's my turn..."

*He looked at his hand, a full house... he could raise the bet... but they weren't really playing with chips, the jester realized... so that was off the table...*

"...Why not, I'm callin'..."

*Ah, seems he's confident in his hand... all part of the plan...*

{No guarantee I can get to all these tonight, or even tomorrow, since my family has plans for most of the afternoon...}

{...Here's hoping I can be proven wrong somehow... Will be reposting this in the morning for you Pacific Time users...}

"Hmm, well... I suppose you could say somethin' like that..."

*Marx smirked a little... just what is he up to?*

"It's not just humans y'know... where I'm from, I used to be called a goody two shoes, and now? now everyone thinks so little of me..."

*Not even gonna specify why? very odd...*

"Huh... that's a bit rude of them..."

*The Jester can't help but chuckle...*

"My apologies, I just found that to be a bit funny... how people can jump to the wildest of conclusions that way..."

*...Odd, there does seem as if there's somethin' off with good 'ol Marx here...*

"Hmm, well you're certainly peaking my interest, friend!"

*And as soon as the facade was fading, it went right back up! clever clown...*

"Not to say I could teach you, I really can't! I dunno the first thing 'bout manipulating stars!"

"Hmm, cosmic magic you say?"

*Ah, now this peaks his interest. He'll back out from his facade, just for a bit, but not enough to be obvious...*

"Do explain what you mean by that, pal. I'm eager to know."