<Well… I…> Pch’Ptah hesitates. <Someday… I want to be a parent. Raise a child. But I don’t think I can ever do that now.>
"Why not? Is something stopping you from doing so?"
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
<Well… I…> Pch’Ptah hesitates. <Someday… I want to be a parent. Raise a child. But I don’t think I can ever do that now.>
"Why not? Is something stopping you from doing so?"
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
Rory sets a hand on their shoulder, "Children needn't always be biological. Some people adopt, or use other methods."
"Perhaps it's dog or rat meat. Those are delicacies in some parts of the world." He smiles. "My name's Sytosc. Yours?"
"Asher. Nice to meet you" he says with a smile
Sytosc jumps down and walks alongside Asher. "Nice to meet you too. Now, I don't know about you, but this is the most interesting town I've ever been in. There's always something strange going on."
"Perhaps it's dog or rat meat. Those are delicacies in some parts of the world." He smiles. "My name's Sytosc. Yours?"
"Asher. Nice to meet you" he says with a smile
Sytosc jumps down and walks alongside Asher. "Nice to meet you too. Now, I don't know about you, but this is the most interesting town I've ever been in. There's always something strange going on."
"I can agree, it's not everyday you see some of the stuff you see in this place." He nods
<Well… I…> Pch’Ptah hesitates. <Someday… I want to be a parent. Raise a child. But I don’t think I can ever do that now.>
"Why not? Is something stopping you from doing so?"
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
Rory sets a hand on their shoulder, "Children needn't always be biological. Some people adopt, or use other methods."
<I know that, and I would, but…> Pch’Ptah puts its head in its greater hands. <…I have an addiction. And I’ve been selling drugs. And I worked as a pirate for almost half a year. And I’ve killed people before. I can’t be a parent. I can’t be anything but a drain on society and a useless, worthless monster.>
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sytosc jumps down and walks alongside Asher. "Nice to meet you too. Now, I don't know about you, but this is the most interesting town I've ever been in. There's always something strange going on."
"I can agree, it's not everyday you see some of the stuff you see in this place." He nods
Sytosc pulls some coins out of his pocket and flicks his wrist, buying a serving of fish and chips through the veil of reality. He eats one of the hot fries out of the newspaper wrapper. "Do you normally eat whatever you can get from stalls? Sounds like a good way to try new things."
<Well… I…> Pch’Ptah hesitates. <Someday… I want to be a parent. Raise a child. But I don’t think I can ever do that now.>
"Why not? Is something stopping you from doing so?"
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
Rory sets a hand on their shoulder, "Children needn't always be biological. Some people adopt, or use other methods."
<I know that, and I would, but…> Pch’Ptah puts its head in its greater hands. <…I have an addiction. And I’ve been selling drugs. And I worked as a pirate for almost half a year. And I’ve killed people before. I can’t be a parent. I can’t be anything but a drain on society and a useless, worthless monster.>
He lets out a soft sigh, tapping the blindfold over his eyes, "In this shrine, only you can see your sins. And only you can choose to move past them and forgive yourself. No one is perfect, and everyone has made some sort of mistake in their past."
<Well… I…> Pch’Ptah hesitates. <Someday… I want to be a parent. Raise a child. But I don’t think I can ever do that now.>
"Why not? Is something stopping you from doing so?"
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
Rory sets a hand on their shoulder, "Children needn't always be biological. Some people adopt, or use other methods."
<I know that, and I would, but…> Pch’Ptah puts its head in its greater hands. <…I have an addiction. And I’ve been selling drugs. And I worked as a pirate for almost half a year. And I’ve killed people before. I can’t be a parent. I can’t be anything but a drain on society and a useless, worthless monster.>
He lets out a soft sigh, tapping the blindfold over his eyes, "In this shrine, only you can see your sins. And only you can choose to move past them and forgive yourself. No one is perfect, and everyone has made some sort of mistake in their past."
<But what do I do? Where do I go? I just want to pull myself back together, but I…> Pch’Ptah begins to make odd clicking sounds and shudder. <I don’t know how…>
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sytosc jumps down and walks alongside Asher. "Nice to meet you too. Now, I don't know about you, but this is the most interesting town I've ever been in. There's always something strange going on."
"I can agree, it's not everyday you see some of the stuff you see in this place." He nods
Sytosc pulls some coins out of his pocket and flicks his wrist, buying a serving of fish and chips through the veil of reality. He eats one of the hot fries out of the newspaper wrapper. "Do you normally eat whatever you can get from stalls? Sounds like a good way to try new things."
"I try and find a new food every day, is kinda fun, especially if I'm traveling."
<Well… I…> Pch’Ptah hesitates. <Someday… I want to be a parent. Raise a child. But I don’t think I can ever do that now.>
"Why not? Is something stopping you from doing so?"
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
Rory sets a hand on their shoulder, "Children needn't always be biological. Some people adopt, or use other methods."
<I know that, and I would, but…> Pch’Ptah puts its head in its greater hands. <…I have an addiction. And I’ve been selling drugs. And I worked as a pirate for almost half a year. And I’ve killed people before. I can’t be a parent. I can’t be anything but a drain on society and a useless, worthless monster.>
He lets out a soft sigh, tapping the blindfold over his eyes, "In this shrine, only you can see your sins. And only you can choose to move past them and forgive yourself. No one is perfect, and everyone has made some sort of mistake in their past."
<But what do I do? Where do I go? I just want to pull myself back together, but I…> Pch’Ptah begins to make odd clicking sounds and shudder. <I don’t know how…>
Rory pulls them towards the main prayer section of the shrine, "You find forgiveness inside yourself and improve. And that's all we could ask of you."
Sytosc pulls some coins out of his pocket and flicks his wrist, buying a serving of fish and chips through the veil of reality. He eats one of the hot fries out of the newspaper wrapper. "Do you normally eat whatever you can get from stalls? Sounds like a good way to try new things."
"I try and find a new food every day, is kinda fun, especially if I'm traveling."
"Funny you should say that, that's literally my job. I'm a critic for higher powers. My recommendation is gospel to a lot of people. Of course, most of those people don't know or care about who I am, but my job does effect a lot of people regardless."
<Well… I…> Pch’Ptah hesitates. <Someday… I want to be a parent. Raise a child. But I don’t think I can ever do that now.>
"Why not? Is something stopping you from doing so?"
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
Rory sets a hand on their shoulder, "Children needn't always be biological. Some people adopt, or use other methods."
<I know that, and I would, but…> Pch’Ptah puts its head in its greater hands. <…I have an addiction. And I’ve been selling drugs. And I worked as a pirate for almost half a year. And I’ve killed people before. I can’t be a parent. I can’t be anything but a drain on society and a useless, worthless monster.>
He lets out a soft sigh, tapping the blindfold over his eyes, "In this shrine, only you can see your sins. And only you can choose to move past them and forgive yourself. No one is perfect, and everyone has made some sort of mistake in their past."
<But what do I do? Where do I go? I just want to pull myself back together, but I…> Pch’Ptah begins to make odd clicking sounds and shudder. <I don’t know how…>
Rory pulls them towards the main prayer section of the shrine, "You find forgiveness inside yourself and improve. And that's all we could ask of you."
After a bit, Pch’Ptah stands up. <Th-thank you, reverend. I’m going to try to fix things from here on out. I don’t know if things will be better, but… I’ll give it a shot.>
"Asher. Nice to meet you" he says with a smile
<Yeah, a couple of things. First of all, I… well, I was turning into a crayfish monster, but a hag cured me. In exchange, however, I’m now unable to reproduce.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Rory sets a hand on their shoulder, "Children needn't always be biological. Some people adopt, or use other methods."
Sytosc jumps down and walks alongside Asher. "Nice to meet you too. Now, I don't know about you, but this is the most interesting town I've ever been in. There's always something strange going on."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I can agree, it's not everyday you see some of the stuff you see in this place." He nods
<I know that, and I would, but…> Pch’Ptah puts its head in its greater hands. <…I have an addiction. And I’ve been selling drugs. And I worked as a pirate for almost half a year. And I’ve killed people before. I can’t be a parent. I can’t be anything but a drain on society and a useless, worthless monster.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sytosc pulls some coins out of his pocket and flicks his wrist, buying a serving of fish and chips through the veil of reality. He eats one of the hot fries out of the newspaper wrapper.
"Do you normally eat whatever you can get from stalls? Sounds like a good way to try new things."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He lets out a soft sigh, tapping the blindfold over his eyes, "In this shrine, only you can see your sins. And only you can choose to move past them and forgive yourself. No one is perfect, and everyone has made some sort of mistake in their past."
<But what do I do? Where do I go? I just want to pull myself back together, but I…> Pch’Ptah begins to make odd clicking sounds and shudder. <I don’t know how…>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I try and find a new food every day, is kinda fun, especially if I'm traveling."
*IM BACK!!!*
*(skitters out of the abyss)*
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
Rory pulls them towards the main prayer section of the shrine, "You find forgiveness inside yourself and improve. And that's all we could ask of you."
*HIII!!!!*
*[Puts cup over you]*
"Funny you should say that, that's literally my job. I'm a critic for higher powers. My recommendation is gospel to a lot of people. Of course, most of those people don't know or care about who I am, but my job does effect a lot of people regardless."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*ello, pch’ptah is confessing to Rory*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*(Hisses)*
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
*(Licks you (in a creepy way, like, imagine you got a discord message that said just that. That vibe.))*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Which type of confession because a pit fiend has their eye on him.*
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
*(HISSES)*
*(BITES)*
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
After a bit, Pch’Ptah stands up. <Th-thank you, reverend. I’m going to try to fix things from here on out. I don’t know if things will be better, but… I’ll give it a shot.>
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.