He looks into their eyes, tilting his head “Max? Are you still in there somewhere? I didn’t get to say goodbye.”
He smiles back at them “Least yer honest ‘bout it, an’ I can’t blame ya.” He holds out a hand “Sparrow Valentine.”
“Do you want to read it with me? Or are you busy? I’m sorry for interrupting you if you’re busy.”
Max blinks slowly, his dull eyes reflecting Tengen. He pulls down his mask and his entire power jaw is missing, the metal gone and nothing but a lolling, rotting, unhinged one.
"Harlow Mackenzie Irley." He said but doesn't shake it "Sorry, I do not like physical contact."
"Hmm, how about you read it to me dear, let me hear your bestest voice tell me the secrets of the universe." She beams.
*Replied again on the pm.*
He looks to that, only more concerned by the lack of a lower jaw before hugging them tightly “I am sorry that you cannot speak any longer, I am sorry I cannot help you, I’m… I’m just sorry.”
He shrugs, pulling back his hands “I don’t blame ya, some people do, some people don’t.”
He begins to read from a page, which unwittingly is the fundamental of how he was created in a lab.
He looks into their eyes, tilting his head “Max? Are you still in there somewhere? I didn’t get to say goodbye.”
He smiles back at them “Least yer honest ‘bout it, an’ I can’t blame ya.” He holds out a hand “Sparrow Valentine.”
“Do you want to read it with me? Or are you busy? I’m sorry for interrupting you if you’re busy.”
Max blinks slowly, his dull eyes reflecting Tengen. He pulls down his mask and his entire power jaw is missing, the metal gone and nothing but a lolling, rotting, unhinged one.
"Harlow Mackenzie Irley." He said but doesn't shake it "Sorry, I do not like physical contact."
"Hmm, how about you read it to me dear, let me hear your bestest voice tell me the secrets of the universe." She beams.
*Replied again on the pm.*
He looks to that, only more concerned by the lack of a lower jaw before hugging them tightly “I am sorry that you cannot speak any longer, I am sorry I cannot help you, I’m… I’m just sorry.”
He shrugs, pulling back his hands “I don’t blame ya, some people do, some people don’t.”
He begins to read from a page, which unwittingly is the fundamental of how he was created in a lab.
He stands there, letting them hug him before slowly hugging him back. He hears a rasping noise coming from Max's throat.
"It is repulsive. I do not like it... But to other they enjoy it." He sighs.
She takes it in before sitting up, listening more intently.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He looks into their eyes, tilting his head “Max? Are you still in there somewhere? I didn’t get to say goodbye.”
He smiles back at them “Least yer honest ‘bout it, an’ I can’t blame ya.” He holds out a hand “Sparrow Valentine.”
“Do you want to read it with me? Or are you busy? I’m sorry for interrupting you if you’re busy.”
Max blinks slowly, his dull eyes reflecting Tengen. He pulls down his mask and his entire power jaw is missing, the metal gone and nothing but a lolling, rotting, unhinged one.
"Harlow Mackenzie Irley." He said but doesn't shake it "Sorry, I do not like physical contact."
"Hmm, how about you read it to me dear, let me hear your bestest voice tell me the secrets of the universe." She beams.
*Replied again on the pm.*
He looks to that, only more concerned by the lack of a lower jaw before hugging them tightly “I am sorry that you cannot speak any longer, I am sorry I cannot help you, I’m… I’m just sorry.”
He shrugs, pulling back his hands “I don’t blame ya, some people do, some people don’t.”
He begins to read from a page, which unwittingly is the fundamental of how he was created in a lab.
He stands there, letting them hug him before slowly hugging him back. He hears a rasping noise coming from Max's throat.
"It is repulsive. I do not like it... But to other they enjoy it." He sighs.
She takes it in before sitting up, listening more intently.
He shakes his head “Don’t, don’t try to talk, you’re only hurting yourself through this. I don’t know what you want to say, and I wish that I could.”
“I like blood as much as the next guy, I don’t, but I ain’t got too much issue with it either, I’ll try not ta be blood ‘round you.”
After a while he begins noticing connections between himself and the science in the book.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He looks into their eyes, tilting his head “Max? Are you still in there somewhere? I didn’t get to say goodbye.”
He smiles back at them “Least yer honest ‘bout it, an’ I can’t blame ya.” He holds out a hand “Sparrow Valentine.”
“Do you want to read it with me? Or are you busy? I’m sorry for interrupting you if you’re busy.”
Max blinks slowly, his dull eyes reflecting Tengen. He pulls down his mask and his entire power jaw is missing, the metal gone and nothing but a lolling, rotting, unhinged one.
"Harlow Mackenzie Irley." He said but doesn't shake it "Sorry, I do not like physical contact."
"Hmm, how about you read it to me dear, let me hear your bestest voice tell me the secrets of the universe." She beams.
*Replied again on the pm.*
He looks to that, only more concerned by the lack of a lower jaw before hugging them tightly “I am sorry that you cannot speak any longer, I am sorry I cannot help you, I’m… I’m just sorry.”
He shrugs, pulling back his hands “I don’t blame ya, some people do, some people don’t.”
He begins to read from a page, which unwittingly is the fundamental of how he was created in a lab.
He stands there, letting them hug him before slowly hugging him back. He hears a rasping noise coming from Max's throat.
"It is repulsive. I do not like it... But to other they enjoy it." He sighs.
She takes it in before sitting up, listening more intently.
He shakes his head “Don’t, don’t try to talk, you’re only hurting yourself through this. I don’t know what you want to say, and I wish that I could.”
“I like blood as much as the next guy, I don’t, but I ain’t got too much issue with it either, I’ll try not ta be blood ‘round you.”
After a while he begins noticing connections between himself and the science in the book.
He makes another noise, like he is straining to talk but just cannot. His bloody, decaying fingers scratch at Tengen.
Harlow sighs "Try to please." He says and rolls his shoulders.
Minnie watches him slowly realize it, her eyes brightly sparkling.
He looks into their eyes, tilting his head “Max? Are you still in there somewhere? I didn’t get to say goodbye.”
He smiles back at them “Least yer honest ‘bout it, an’ I can’t blame ya.” He holds out a hand “Sparrow Valentine.”
“Do you want to read it with me? Or are you busy? I’m sorry for interrupting you if you’re busy.”
Max blinks slowly, his dull eyes reflecting Tengen. He pulls down his mask and his entire power jaw is missing, the metal gone and nothing but a lolling, rotting, unhinged one.
"Harlow Mackenzie Irley." He said but doesn't shake it "Sorry, I do not like physical contact."
"Hmm, how about you read it to me dear, let me hear your bestest voice tell me the secrets of the universe." She beams.
*Replied again on the pm.*
He looks to that, only more concerned by the lack of a lower jaw before hugging them tightly “I am sorry that you cannot speak any longer, I am sorry I cannot help you, I’m… I’m just sorry.”
He shrugs, pulling back his hands “I don’t blame ya, some people do, some people don’t.”
He begins to read from a page, which unwittingly is the fundamental of how he was created in a lab.
He stands there, letting them hug him before slowly hugging him back. He hears a rasping noise coming from Max's throat.
"It is repulsive. I do not like it... But to other they enjoy it." He sighs.
She takes it in before sitting up, listening more intently.
He shakes his head “Don’t, don’t try to talk, you’re only hurting yourself through this. I don’t know what you want to say, and I wish that I could.”
“I like blood as much as the next guy, I don’t, but I ain’t got too much issue with it either, I’ll try not ta be blood ‘round you.”
After a while he begins noticing connections between himself and the science in the book.
He makes another noise, like he is straining to talk but just cannot. His bloody, decaying fingers scratch at Tengen.
Harlow sighs "Try to please." He says and rolls his shoulders.
Minnie watches him slowly realize it, her eyes brightly sparkling.
“Please, you’re hurting yourself with the attempt to speak. I wish I could understand what you’re trying to say, can you tell me some other way?”
“I will.” He offers the seat next to them “I haven’t seen ya around town befer. Nice ta meet ya.”
He slowly closes the book, putting his knees to his chest, she can see the hope slowly fading from his eyes, the last little bit clinging to the belief he was human at least.
*yeah some days are like that i hope you feel better*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I hate to hear that, I wish you were doing better.*
*thank you.*
*i just think that everything that could have gone wrong today did go wrong.*
*Ah that’s a bad mindset to have, thinking bad things will happen will make the bad things worse. I wouldn’t say everything, you’re still alive.*
*I know, and I know that’s not what happened, that’s just what it feels like.*
*my parents were arguing over something, I heard someone calling one of my best friends a… very unkind word, someone in one of my classes that I sat with was just being… so weird, one of my other friends is having relationship issues, and three teachers were super irritated at the class, and the fourth one had a migraine.*
*I hate to hear that, I wish you were doing better.*
*thank you.*
*i just think that everything that could have gone wrong today did go wrong.*
*Ah that’s a bad mindset to have, thinking bad things will happen will make the bad things worse. I wouldn’t say everything, you’re still alive.*
*I know, and I know that’s not what happened, that’s just what it feels like.*
*my parents were arguing over something, I heard someone calling one of my best friends a… very unkind word, someone in one of my classes that I sat with was just being… so weird, one of my other friends is having relationship issues, and three teachers were super irritated at the class, and the fourth one had a migraine.*
*I know the feeling, I’m sorry you had to go through all that crap. Some days, I wish, just a little smidge, that purge rules could just activate, you know? I know it’s bad of me to think that way, my only comforts in this world are you guys, my family (most of the time) and video games. Oh and my religion too.*
*You are always tired, not saying it means less now, I still wish you didn’t have to be tired all the time.*
its ok im always tired too
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I hate to hear that, I wish you were doing better.*
*thank you.*
*i just think that everything that could have gone wrong today did go wrong.*
*Ah that’s a bad mindset to have, thinking bad things will happen will make the bad things worse. I wouldn’t say everything, you’re still alive.*
*I know, and I know that’s not what happened, that’s just what it feels like.*
*my parents were arguing over something, I heard someone calling one of my best friends a… very unkind word, someone in one of my classes that I sat with was just being… so weird, one of my other friends is having relationship issues, and three teachers were super irritated at the class, and the fourth one had a migraine.*
*I know the feeling, I’m sorry you had to go through all that crap. Some days, I wish, just a little smidge, that purge rules could just activate, you know? I know it’s bad of me to think that way, my only comforts in this world are you guys, my family (most of the time) and video games. Oh and my religion too.*
*thanks for the comfort :>*
*I think roleplaying might make me feel better, but I’m not entirely sure I want to use any of my characters on this thread.*
*I hate to hear that, I wish you were doing better.*
*thank you.*
*i just think that everything that could have gone wrong today did go wrong.*
*Ah that’s a bad mindset to have, thinking bad things will happen will make the bad things worse. I wouldn’t say everything, you’re still alive.*
*I know, and I know that’s not what happened, that’s just what it feels like.*
*my parents were arguing over something, I heard someone calling one of my best friends a… very unkind word, someone in one of my classes that I sat with was just being… so weird, one of my other friends is having relationship issues, and three teachers were super irritated at the class, and the fourth one had a migraine.*
*I know the feeling, I’m sorry you had to go through all that crap. Some days, I wish, just a little smidge, that purge rules could just activate, you know? I know it’s bad of me to think that way, my only comforts in this world are you guys, my family (most of the time) and video games. Oh and my religion too.*
*thanks for the comfort :>*
*I think roleplaying might make me feel better, but I’m not entirely sure I want to use any of my characters on this thread.*
*If you wanna rp anywhere I might have the time, and even if I don’t I’m still going to try, whoever you want, I’m happy to provide.*
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*Replied again on the pm.*
He looks to that, only more concerned by the lack of a lower jaw before hugging them tightly “I am sorry that you cannot speak any longer, I am sorry I cannot help you, I’m… I’m just sorry.”
He shrugs, pulling back his hands “I don’t blame ya, some people do, some people don’t.”
He begins to read from a page, which unwittingly is the fundamental of how he was created in a lab.
He stands there, letting them hug him before slowly hugging him back. He hears a rasping noise coming from Max's throat.
"It is repulsive. I do not like it... But to other they enjoy it." He sighs.
She takes it in before sitting up, listening more intently.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*imma witch*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He shakes his head “Don’t, don’t try to talk, you’re only hurting yourself through this. I don’t know what you want to say, and I wish that I could.”
“I like blood as much as the next guy, I don’t, but I ain’t got too much issue with it either, I’ll try not ta be blood ‘round you.”
After a while he begins noticing connections between himself and the science in the book.
*trd and brd*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He makes another noise, like he is straining to talk but just cannot. His bloody, decaying fingers scratch at Tengen.
Harlow sighs "Try to please." He says and rolls his shoulders.
Minnie watches him slowly realize it, her eyes brightly sparkling.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“Please, you’re hurting yourself with the attempt to speak. I wish I could understand what you’re trying to say, can you tell me some other way?”
“I will.” He offers the seat next to them “I haven’t seen ya around town befer. Nice ta meet ya.”
He slowly closes the book, putting his knees to his chest, she can see the hope slowly fading from his eyes, the last little bit clinging to the belief he was human at least.
*hello!*
*I feel really, really bad.*
*I hate to hear that, I wish you were doing better.*
*thank you.*
*i just think that everything that could have gone wrong today did go wrong.*
*Ah that’s a bad mindset to have, thinking bad things will happen will make the bad things worse. I wouldn’t say everything, you’re still alive.*
*yeah some days are like that i hope you feel better*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*I am tired.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*I know, and I know that’s not what happened, that’s just what it feels like.*
*my parents were arguing over something, I heard someone calling one of my best friends a… very unkind word, someone in one of my classes that I sat with was just being… so weird, one of my other friends is having relationship issues, and three teachers were super irritated at the class, and the fourth one had a migraine.*
*You are always tired, not saying it means less now, I still wish you didn’t have to be tired all the time.*
*I know the feeling, I’m sorry you had to go through all that crap. Some days, I wish, just a little smidge, that purge rules could just activate, you know? I know it’s bad of me to think that way, my only comforts in this world are you guys, my family (most of the time) and video games. Oh and my religion too.*
its ok im always tired too
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*thanks for the comfort :>*
*I think roleplaying might make me feel better, but I’m not entirely sure I want to use any of my characters on this thread.*
*If you wanna rp anywhere I might have the time, and even if I don’t I’m still going to try, whoever you want, I’m happy to provide.*