DOES THAT MEAN YOU WOULD EAT ANY TENTACLE IF YOU WERE HUNGRY ENOUGH?

“I do not get that hungry. The Almighty Aku does not need food to sustain himself.”

“However, I will happily try any tentacle so long as it does not belong to myself or Cthulhu.”

So you like calamari?

“YES, it is delicious!”

What’s your favorite thing to eat?

“The flesh of my enemies along with the tears of their loved ones.”

“But I am also fond of fruits such as Mandarin oranges and black cherries. Seafood is another favorite — who doesn’t enjoy giant squid? And then of course there is chocolate cherry ice cream and sweet baked goods.”

No offense Aku but i think you throw out your back fucking forty bitches at once. ya kinda super damn old man.

“I may be ‘old’ by your mortal standards but I am not some feeble organic being hobbled by age!” Aku stamped his metaphorical ‘foot’.

can you fuck 4 bitches at once?

“I could fuck FORTY bitches at once!”

“…If I felt like it.”

“Which I do not.”

i think Azura is going mad with power. she doesn’t even think genocide is all that bad.

“…”

The demon lord considered this for a moment. Then a grin spread slowly across his face.

“You don’t say.”

@curioosity

envision yourself having all that power at your disposal! you could use it to change the future or the past. you could use it to fight the gods. you could use it to defeat samurai jack or erase him from existence. just imagine!

After sitting with arms folded against his chest, the demon finally exploded.

“I ALREADY HAVE!!”

Was it really such a surprise? Aku did indeed fancy the thought of having that kind of power. But in a rather confusing conflict of thought, he felt both guilty and angry. Mostly angry.

“But that does not mean I have plans to take it,” he growled. After all, thoughts and actions were two separate things.

you sure about that? it’s a very powerful artifact capable of manipulating time and space.

“… Hmph! I know what it is.”

Folding his arms, Aku turned away with nothing further to add.

so that Infinity Stone inside Azura. ever thought about making it yours?

“Of course not…”

Yes.

What was it like being a tree

“Imagine being trapped in a confined space, unable to move, speak or be heard. Now imagine that you have been forgotten in this tiny prison for years upon years with no hope for escape. As you yearn for freedom, you are fully conscious of every passing moment and you wonder if the endless passage of time will slowly drive you to madness.

That is what it was like.”