*I'm about to start a gay cosmic horror arc on the Bloody Barnacle. Interested?*
*Hmmmmm. H o w g a y?*
*Well, the main villain is an eldritch wendigo (Blacklight) and the final fight takes place at his wedding after his boyfriend, who acquired undeath in order to live long enough to see Blacklight again, summons him and proposes to him. They live together in a giant mansion and love each other very much, and one is a mortal who wants to be closer to the Eldritch Truth while the other is a demigod who wants to be closer to humanity.*
*I'm about to start a gay cosmic horror arc on the Bloody Barnacle. Interested?*
*Hmmmmm. H o w g a y?*
*Well, the main villain is an eldritch wendigo (Blacklight) and the final fight takes place at his wedding after his boyfriend, who acquired undeath in order to live long enough to see Blacklight again, summons him and proposes to him. They live together in a giant mansion and love each other very much, and one is a mortal who wants to be closer to the Eldritch Truth while the other is an eldritch demigod who wants to be closer to humanity.*
*Noice. Unfortunately, the Bloody Barnacle seems to have a lot going on right now and I am not caught up at all on any of it.*
*I'm about to start a gay cosmic horror arc on the Bloody Barnacle. Interested?*
*Hmmmmm. H o w g a y?*
*Well, the main villain is an eldritch wendigo (Blacklight) and the final fight takes place at his wedding after his boyfriend, who acquired undeath in order to live long enough to see Blacklight again, summons him and proposes to him. They live together in a giant mansion and love each other very much, and one is a mortal who wants to be closer to the Eldritch Truth while the other is an eldritch demigod who wants to be closer to humanity.*
*Noice. Unfortunately, the Bloody Barnacle seems to have a lot going on right now and I am not caught up at all on any of it.*
*I'll tell you when it's safe to enter. Basically, once the combat is over, read the location section of the OP and you should be good.*
*yall ever feel the intense grip of boredom + being very tired and proceed to subconciously shutoff your filter and act drunker than a man who has had 9.4 jaeger shots specifically. no? just me?*
*I'm about to start a gay cosmic horror arc on the Bloody Barnacle. Interested?*
*Hmmmmm. H o w g a y?*
*Well, the main villain is an eldritch wendigo (Blacklight) and the final fight takes place at his wedding after his boyfriend, who acquired undeath in order to live long enough to see Blacklight again, summons him and proposes to him. They live together in a giant mansion and love each other very much, and one is a mortal who wants to be closer to the Eldritch Truth while the other is an eldritch demigod who wants to be closer to humanity.*
*Noice. Unfortunately, the Bloody Barnacle seems to have a lot going on right now and I am not caught up at all on any of it.*
*I'll tell you when it's safe to enter. Basically, once the combat is over, read the location section of the OP and you should be good.*
*I love your enthusiasm and optimism but I am tired and kinda just want to stay on here right now. I think I'll just watch because I know what you'll write will be amazing :). Thank you though for offering 💛*
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
The Egregore slowly steps back, his face filled with horror. "I... I thought it would help... I really did..."
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
The Egregore slowly steps back, his face filled with horror. "I... I thought it would help... I really did..."
Donn hugs himself and stares at the ground "Ugly outside, Ugly inside.."
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
The Egregore slowly steps back, his face filled with horror. "I... I thought it would help... I really did..."
Donn hugs himself and stares at the ground "Ugly outside, Ugly inside.."
Egregore says nothing. He looks like he wants to say something, but he can't think of anything that could make it better.
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
The Egregore slowly steps back, his face filled with horror. "I... I thought it would help... I really did..."
Donn hugs himself and stares at the ground "Ugly outside, Ugly inside.."
Egregore says nothing. He looks like he wants to say something, but he can't think of anything that could make it better.
Donn stands up and snaps his fingers, his clothes magically turning clean once more. The wounds are still there, leaking golden fluid still. He takes a deep breath in, in closing his eyes. His voice comes out shaky as he says "If your going to be disgusted in me as well, I wish you to leave me alone... I can't bear to see it."
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
The Egregore slowly steps back, his face filled with horror. "I... I thought it would help... I really did..."
Donn hugs himself and stares at the ground "Ugly outside, Ugly inside.."
Egregore says nothing. He looks like he wants to say something, but he can't think of anything that could make it better.
Donn stands up and snaps his fingers, his clothes magically turning clean once more. The wounds are still there, leaking golden fluid still. He takes a deep breath in, in closing his eyes. His voice comes out shaky as he says "If your going to be disgusted in me as well, I wish you to leave me alone... I can't bear to see it."
"...I'm not disgusted with you. I'm ashamed of myself. My actions hurt you. Hurt the people you cared about. It's my fault. I can't think of a single thing that would make it better. Whatever you did, you had to do it because of me. Carry no guilt."
Edward Merrymarkle is outside, working with mineral sonar to detect the right minerals he plans to use for an explosions project of his.
Yuri is lying in the grass, her eyes closed. She holds a small creature that looks like a multiple limbed donkey to her chest, the creature also sleeping.
Donn is sharpening his claws while grumbling to himself. He seems to have a good amount of cuts over his body, blood staining the fur and the suit.
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
The Egregore slowly steps back, his face filled with horror. "I... I thought it would help... I really did..."
Donn hugs himself and stares at the ground "Ugly outside, Ugly inside.."
Egregore says nothing. He looks like he wants to say something, but he can't think of anything that could make it better.
Donn stands up and snaps his fingers, his clothes magically turning clean once more. The wounds are still there, leaking golden fluid still. He takes a deep breath in, in closing his eyes. His voice comes out shaky as he says "If your going to be disgusted in me as well, I wish you to leave me alone... I can't bear to see it."
"...I'm not disgusted with you. I'm ashamed of myself. My actions hurt you. Hurt the people you cared about. It's my fault. I can't think of a single thing that would make it better. Whatever you did, you had to do it because of me. Carry no guilt."
His eyes open at those words, tears forming and falling to the ground like rain. "After all these years, I such a simple and stupid being. I hurt people, I hurt others, I hurt you." He holds his head, nails digging into his skin.
"...I'm not disgusted with you. I'm ashamed of myself. My actions hurt you. Hurt the people you cared about. It's my fault. I can't think of a single thing that would make it better. Whatever you did, you had to do it because of me. Carry no guilt."
His eyes open at those words, tears forming and falling to the ground like rain. "After all these years, I such a simple and stupid being. I hurt people, I hurt others, I hurt you." He holds his head, nails digging into his skin.
The Egregore breathes deeply. "(GP) this. I'm going to get hurt no matter what you do. I am literally an embodiment of raw evil. A manifestation of pain and vice. And you my friend, are no villain."
He limps over, stomping with his good foot. He grabs Donn by the horns and lifts him to his feet.
"The only thing you're doing to hurt me is wallowing in self-pity. I've seen hundreds of men with as much power as you. Hell, I'm composed of many of them. All of them used their powers for selfish reasons. You, boy, are guilty not because of something you did wrong, but because you think of yourself as a divine being. You think you need to be perfect and everything will go right. That your power gives you responsibility over literally everything even remotely related to you. Newsflash: no matter what you do, people will suffer. Good people. Do nothing, they die. Do something, they die. I've seen it. Experienced it hundreds of times. So what? You killed your child or something? Multiple? It was going to happen eventually. Eternal life means you experience everything eventually, the good and the bad. Everyone hates you? You're not special. Everyone loves you? Enjoy it while it lasts." "Get your ass in gear or I will. I love you, and I'm willing to be the greatest threat you and your family have ever faced if that means you man up and face the world. You understand?"
*In my opinion, and this may change, I think that Donn has some form of either Autism (leaning towards Asperger's) or ADHD (Inattentive).*
*I don't know if this counts as a mental illness, but Eggy has abysmal impulse control. He's also got empathy so high he has to tune out other people's thoughts, hopes, and dreams to avoid being overwhelmed.*
"...I'm not disgusted with you. I'm ashamed of myself. My actions hurt you. Hurt the people you cared about. It's my fault. I can't think of a single thing that would make it better. Whatever you did, you had to do it because of me. Carry no guilt."
His eyes open at those words, tears forming and falling to the ground like rain. "After all these years, I such a simple and stupid being. I hurt people, I hurt others, I hurt you." He holds his head, nails digging into his skin.
The Egregore breathes deeply. "(GP) this. I'm going to get hurt no matter what you do. I am literally an embodiment of raw evil. A manifestation of pain and vice. And you my friend, are no villain."
He limps over, stomping with his good foot. He grabs Donn by the horns and lifts him to his feet.
"The only thing you're doing to hurt me is wallowing in self-pity. I've seen hundreds of men with as much power as you. Hell, I'm composed of many of them. All of them used their powers for selfish reasons. You, boy, are guilty not because of something you did wrong, but because you think of yourself as a divine being. You think you need to be perfect and everything will go right. That your power gives you responsibility over literally everything even remotely related to you. Newsflash: no matter what you do, people will suffer. Good people. Do nothing, they die. Do something, they die. I've seen it. Experienced it hundreds of times. So what? You killed your child or something? Multiple? It was going to happen eventually. Eternal life means you experience everything eventually, the good and the bad. Everyone hates you? You're not special. Everyone loves you? Enjoy it while it lasts." "Get your ass in gear or I will. I love you, and I'm willing to be the greatest threat you and your family have ever faced if that means you man up and face the world. You understand?"
Donn nods, looking at the ground. It's like he is that little kid (which is a child goat) again who watched his father die from simply having him. He backs away after a few moments and scuffs his feet on the ground. "Your right.. as always." He said and sighed, running his fingers through his short fur, stained golden. He looks like he just got slapped in the face, the shock and reality of the situation cursing through him at light speed.
*In my opinion, and this may change, I think that Donn has some form of either Autism (leaning towards Asperger's) or ADHD (Inattentive).*
*I don't know if this counts as a mental illness, but Eggy has abysmal impulse control. He's also got empathy so high he has to tune out other people's thoughts, hopes, and dreams to avoid being overwhelmed.*
*OOOH! That's actually really cool. I do so love an empathetic character.*
The Egregore breathes deeply. "(GP) this. I'm going to get hurt no matter what you do. I am literally an embodiment of raw evil. A manifestation of pain and vice. And you my friend, are no villain."
He limps over, stomping with his good foot. He grabs Donn by the horns and lifts him to his feet.
"The only thing you're doing to hurt me is wallowing in self-pity. I've seen hundreds of men with as much power as you. Hell, I'm composed of many of them. All of them used their powers for selfish reasons. You, boy, are guilty not because of something you did wrong, but because you think of yourself as a divine being. You think you need to be perfect and everything will go right. That your power gives you responsibility over literally everything even remotely related to you. Newsflash: no matter what you do, people will suffer. Good people. Do nothing, they die. Do something, they die. I've seen it. Experienced it hundreds of times. So what? You killed your child or something? Multiple? It was going to happen eventually. Eternal life means you experience everything eventually, the good and the bad. Everyone hates you? You're not special. Everyone loves you? Enjoy it while it lasts." "Get your ass in gear or I will. I love you, and I'm willing to be the greatest threat you and your family have ever faced if that means you man up and face the world. You understand?"
Donn nods, looking at the ground. It's like he is that little hair again who watched his father die from simply having him. He backs away after a few moments and scuffs his feet on the ground. "Your right.. as always." He said and sighed, running his fingers through his short fur, stained golden. He looks like he just got slapped in the face, the shock and reality of the situation cursing through him at light speed.
"I'm wrong all the time. It's just I don't care to mince words when it matters If I see you wallowing again, I will give you more than harsh words to consider." He hugs Donn. "Take some time off. Practice some self-care."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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*sounds neat*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*Noice. Unfortunately, the Bloody Barnacle seems to have a lot going on right now and I am not caught up at all on any of it.*
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'll tell you when it's safe to enter. Basically, once the combat is over, read the location section of the OP and you should be good.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*yall ever feel the intense grip of boredom + being very tired and proceed to subconciously shutoff your filter and act drunker than a man who has had 9.4 jaeger shots specifically. no? just me?*
I AM HOMICIDE I AM THE EMBODIMENT OF FIRE I AM STRENGTH AND POWER PRAISE LORD JEFF THE EVIL ROOOOOOOMMMBBBAAAAA
I AM PURE HATE! MY NAME IS BURDURXA SHADEMAKER! TREMBLE IN FEAR AT ITS MENTION!!!! PM ME THE WORD TOMATO OR I WILL SLAP YOUR FIRST BORN CHILD!!
MY VENOM SYMBIOTE: FFFFUUUUUURRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY
*I love your enthusiasm and optimism but I am tired and kinda just want to stay on here right now. I think I'll just watch because I know what you'll write will be amazing :). Thank you though for offering 💛*
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
Egregore limps over to him. "Was it my suggestion that did this?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Donn doesn't even look up at him. "Yes." He says, his voice low "I did something terrible..."
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
The Egregore slowly steps back, his face filled with horror. "I... I thought it would help... I really did..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Donn hugs himself and stares at the ground "Ugly outside, Ugly inside.."
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
(hello you two)
Hämärä häkellyttävä, menneisyyden menettävä
Tulevaisuus tuntematta, korkealle kurkottava
Kahleet kultaiset kukistin, raudat ruostuneet ripustin
Yksinäisen yön ylitin, sieltä itsenikin löysin
Egregore says nothing. He looks like he wants to say something, but he can't think of anything that could make it better.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Donn stands up and snaps his fingers, his clothes magically turning clean once more. The wounds are still there, leaking golden fluid still. He takes a deep breath in, in closing his eyes. His voice comes out shaky as he says "If your going to be disgusted in me as well, I wish you to leave me alone... I can't bear to see it."
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'm not disgusted with you. I'm ashamed of myself. My actions hurt you. Hurt the people you cared about. It's my fault. I can't think of a single thing that would make it better. Whatever you did, you had to do it because of me. Carry no guilt."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
His eyes open at those words, tears forming and falling to the ground like rain. "After all these years, I such a simple and stupid being. I hurt people, I hurt others, I hurt you." He holds his head, nails digging into his skin.
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
*In my opinion, and this may change, I think that Donn has some form of either Autism (leaning towards Asperger's) or ADHD (Inattentive).*
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
The Egregore breathes deeply. "(GP) this. I'm going to get hurt no matter what you do. I am literally an embodiment of raw evil. A manifestation of pain and vice. And you my friend, are no villain."
He limps over, stomping with his good foot. He grabs Donn by the horns and lifts him to his feet.
"The only thing you're doing to hurt me is wallowing in self-pity. I've seen hundreds of men with as much power as you. Hell, I'm composed of many of them. All of them used their powers for selfish reasons. You, boy, are guilty not because of something you did wrong, but because you think of yourself as a divine being. You think you need to be perfect and everything will go right. That your power gives you responsibility over literally everything even remotely related to you. Newsflash: no matter what you do, people will suffer. Good people. Do nothing, they die. Do something, they die. I've seen it. Experienced it hundreds of times. So what? You killed your child or something? Multiple? It was going to happen eventually. Eternal life means you experience everything eventually, the good and the bad. Everyone hates you? You're not special. Everyone loves you? Enjoy it while it lasts."
"Get your ass in gear or I will. I love you, and I'm willing to be the greatest threat you and your family have ever faced if that means you man up and face the world. You understand?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I don't know if this counts as a mental illness, but Eggy has abysmal impulse control. He's also got empathy so high he has to tune out other people's thoughts, hopes, and dreams to avoid being overwhelmed.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Donn nods, looking at the ground. It's like he is that little kid (which is a child goat) again who watched his father die from simply having him. He backs away after a few moments and scuffs his feet on the ground. "Your right.. as always." He said and sighed, running his fingers through his short fur, stained golden. He looks like he just got slapped in the face, the shock and reality of the situation cursing through him at light speed.
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
*OOOH! That's actually really cool. I do so love an empathetic character.*
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'm wrong all the time. It's just I don't care to mince words when it matters If I see you wallowing again, I will give you more than harsh words to consider." He hugs Donn. "Take some time off. Practice some self-care."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels