"You're a good kid, Scott. Go to sleep. Things will be better when you wake up. Your dreams will be pleasant this time. A little Sandman for your troubles, you might say."
"They don't connect with their food like we do. To them, you didn't give them a deeper connection. You severed it. Permanently. And think about it, if someone did get it and offered you their screaming, terrified, begging-for-mercy son to be chopped up and eaten, would they really deserve to have such a meal? Would they deserve to have their child with them forever, or vice versa? I don't think there's a good way to think about this."
"Hah, sure." He closes his eyes and less than a few seconds in, he is out.
William laughs a bit "Maybe not to you.." He said, slumping against the floor.
Cathan grabs the book and walks off. "You'll never see him again, insect."
"I mean, art doesn't need logic, but we're not talking about the art, we're talking about ending lives to create it. If you just explained it to me, I'm sure I'll understand."
"Might be fun to you, doesn't seem like actual fun to me."
"it's not fun for me either. been working on this for a while now and I have still made no progress"
"What is it?" He asked, tilting his head
"honestly, i'm not completely sure. the plans I got were incomplete. best I can tell, it's meant to power something"
"Hmmm, what was the source?"
"the source for what?"
"Energy!" He scoffs
"That's what I've been trying to figure out"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
Luffy is wandering the woods Jax and Reese are sitting in the tavern, at seperate tables
Reese hears an unfamiliar sound from outside, seemingly calling her without words
*bonk*
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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 have circular glasses, can confirm.* She pushes the book more towards him, letting him see better. "This will be really fun, Damian.."
He begins to read, “I know it will, I love you Saphuno.” He says, not even really thinking about it, his heat still radiating, less than usual.
"I love you too, you little rascal." She says while squeezing him slightly, blushing
Against her he suddenly becomes frigid cold and stops glowing, then he goes limp after making a faint noise. She can’t feel a heartbeat anymore.
*Bruh...* She panics slightly, patting the side of his face "H-hey.. hey, Damian... Damian? DAMIAN!...."
Suddenly his heart starts back and he wakes up with a start, his eyes wide “THAT IS NEW?!” He takes a deep breath, holding Saphuno as tight as he can “I love you! I love you! I love you!”
She punches his shoulder lightly, flushing as she clings to him as well "Don't do that to me, you ahole!" There are tears in her eyes, and she wipes them away quickly
He keeps saying it so much that he doesn’t have many chances to breathe in, letting the tears flow “I didn’t know what that was. I didn’t do that before.” He eventually soaks her fur with his tears before not crying anymore, kissing her.
She clings to him, nose buried in his hair as she cries silently with him as she rubs his back. "My love.... my little one... its okay, you're safe..."
He eventually stops, feeling better than he did before, pulling back “Love you Saphuno. I won’t die, I will live for you.” He still feels cold but his infernal glow is back.
"I love you too! A lot~" She says with a quick and mischevious grasp of his thigh before settling back in with him and the book, pulling more blanket over him to warm him
He chuckles before snuggling under the blankets to warm them both, his hands close to his body, just a shirtless guy under a blanket with his fiancée, nothing weird here.
Im sure this is going somewhere, but its fine. She coughs and opens the book back to the page they were on
He continues to read, something definitely in the undertones but nothing currently going on, just reading. *Gtg for now.*
Reading, and a bit of wandering paws *Cya*
*Back for a bit, probably best to move to the pm. Only got 5 minutes rn though.*
Prospero's big eyes are filled with tears and righteous anger. "There has to be a cause. Things don't just happen. It might be an irreversible change, maybe, but I'm sure there's a way to prevent it."
“There may be a way to stop it from happening, but once it happens the only mercy you can provide is a quick and painless death. Some who burn try their best not to hurt others, and those are the worst to kill, because they don’t fight back.”
His eyes widen with rage, gleaming bright red. "You've studied this for years. You've seen where they show up. You've had an army, had all his time, and you have no idea what causes it. All you've been doing is killing these people. People that didn't deserve this, didn't want this. You call yourself the Destroyer like it's some grand title, and maybe it is where you come from. But I've been told my entire life that 'there's nothing you can do,' and every time it's just been because they didn't try to do anything but crush their problems with raw force."
He pulls away and turns around, breathing heavily, clearly trying to calm down.
Benimaru simply sighs “I’m not going to give you some kind of excuse, I’ve never seen a better option, trapping them prolongs the suffering, and with no cure in sight I kill those who have gone infernal. I am no hero, I’m probably not even a good person, but I became the captain of the 7th because the soldiers needed someone to lean on so they don’t collapse, and that’s what I am.” He drinks from his gourd, offering it to the real hero “Pour some out for our friend here.”
His eyes widen with rage, gleaming bright red. "You've studied this for years. You've seen where they show up. You've had an army, had all his time, and you have no idea what causes it. All you've been doing is killing these people. People that didn't deserve this, didn't want this. You call yourself the Destroyer like it's some grand title, and maybe it is where you come from. But I've been told my entire life that 'there's nothing you can do,' and every time it's just been because they didn't try to do anything but crush their problems with raw force."
He pulls away and turns around, breathing heavily, clearly trying to calm down.
Benimaru simply sighs “I’m not going to give you some kind of excuse, I’ve never seen a better option, trapping them prolongs the suffering, and with no cure in sight I kill those who have gone infernal. I am no hero, I’m probably not even a good person, but I became the captain of the 7th because the soldiers needed someone to lean on so they don’t collapse, and that’s what I am.” He drinks from his gourd, offering it to the real hero “Pour some out for our friend here.”
He takes it and pours some out, as requested. "I... I don't think there is a better option." The red glow has dissipated entirely. "But we'd be monsters not to try. It's the trolley problem all over again. People keep giving it to me, telling me that no matter who I save, a million others are suffering and dying every minute. But that's no reason not to help."
He's quiet for a moment. "To allow pain to happen when you could have prevented it is the same as inflicting it. Sloth is a sin for a reason, I guess."
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Cool, but not the same character. Prospero is one letter and several worlds apart. Imagine Fatgum with All-Might's mindset and a Sumo Wrestler's fighting style, but his parents kicked him out and he was in prison for decades for challenging the regime.*
*Forgive me for being on and off, I am working on both work for my job and making jewelry and DDB. *
(no worries at all)
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Cool, but not the same character. Prospero is one letter and several worlds apart. Imagine Fatgum with All-Might's mindset and a Sumo Wrestler's fighting style, but his parents kicked him out and he was in prison for decades for challenging the regime.*
*i know they’re not the same character. I’m just saying I have one piece brainrot*
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
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Cathan grabs the book and walks off. "You'll never see him again, insect."
"I mean, art doesn't need logic, but we're not talking about the art, we're talking about ending lives to create it. If you just explained it to me, I'm sure I'll understand."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Luciano watches from afar, eyes narrowed.
Yuri is watching over her shoulder.
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
Klei walks through the common room, having just woken up from his bizarre circadian rhythm.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"That's what I've been trying to figure out"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Child.." Krist grumbles and pulls away "Basil,y son, you must wake."
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
Thirteen is casting his spells as an elf possessed. A ghastly wind whips about his robes, and his chants are in an unfamiliar tone.
Loriche is combining two parts cobalt and one part mithril with the adamantine alloy.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Basil’s face fell and he wiped the drool off his mouth, then tried to focus on the old man
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Cut since it was pretty long*
*bonk*
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)
*Back for a bit, probably best to move to the pm. Only got 5 minutes rn though.*
Benimaru simply sighs “I’m not going to give you some kind of excuse, I’ve never seen a better option, trapping them prolongs the suffering, and with no cure in sight I kill those who have gone infernal. I am no hero, I’m probably not even a good person, but I became the captain of the 7th because the soldiers needed someone to lean on so they don’t collapse, and that’s what I am.” He drinks from his gourd, offering it to the real hero “Pour some out for our friend here.”
*i keep reading Prospero is Perospero LMAO*
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
He takes it and pours some out, as requested. "I... I don't think there is a better option." The red glow has dissipated entirely. "But we'd be monsters not to try. It's the trolley problem all over again. People keep giving it to me, telling me that no matter who I save, a million others are suffering and dying every minute. But that's no reason not to help."
He's quiet for a moment. "To allow pain to happen when you could have prevented it is the same as inflicting it. Sloth is a sin for a reason, I guess."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(XD)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Cool, but not the same character. Prospero is one letter and several worlds apart. Imagine Fatgum with All-Might's mindset and a Sumo Wrestler's fighting style, but his parents kicked him out and he was in prison for decades for challenging the regime.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Forgive me for being on and off, I am working on both work for my job and making jewelry and DDB. *
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
*is oki*
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
(no worries at all)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Thats ok, i don't mind*
*i know they’re not the same character. I’m just saying I have one piece brainrot*
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger