"A friend... I shall try to be one to you then.." She said and looked back at him, her eye blinking. "Through I am not the right material..."
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
'In which case, I guess I am a parasite. But I'd rather be that than a predator'
"That is a good mentality to have. I used to be a predatory creature myself, and found it... unfulfilling."
'Can imagine. I reckon my life kinda suits me. I mean, them up there sometimes get nasty, and chuck me back into the drains or the nearest trash pile, but, ya know, that ain't exactly a problem for me. I stick around here a bit, then I come crawling back.'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"A friend... I shall try to be one to you then.." She said and looked back at him, her eye blinking. "Through I am not the right material..."
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
It pauses for a solid five seconds, as though shocked."In truth, I answer millions of calls every day. I have an ulterior motive in most cases, but for you, there is little you could give me other than friendship. That is something I have been lacking, in all honesty. I am a gift giver, but rarely do I accept a gift, especially one so sacred as friendship."
"A friend... I shall try to be one to you then.." She said and looked back at him, her eye blinking. "Through I am not the right material..."
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
It pauses for a solid five seconds, as though shocked."In truth, I answer millions of calls every day. I have an ulterior motive in most cases, but for you, there is little you could give me other than friendship. That is something I have been lacking, in all honesty. I am a gift giver, but rarely do I accept a gift, especially one so sacred as friendship."
She closes her eyes and lies backwards, resting her head in the warped grass that seems to sharper than needles. "I would like a friend too.... The world is so cruel however... it rejects things that it even slightly considers different..." She turns her head and meets his eyes "Are we different?..."
'In which case, I guess I am a parasite. But I'd rather be that than a predator'
"That is a good mentality to have. I used to be a predatory creature myself, and found it... unfulfilling."
'Can imagine. I reckon my life kinda suits me. I mean, them up there sometimes get nasty, and chuck me back into the drains or the nearest trash pile, but, ya know, that ain't exactly a problem for me. I stick around here a bit, then I come crawling back.'
"To quote a mortal aphorism, 'if it isn't broken, don't fix it.'"
"A friend... I shall try to be one to you then.." She said and looked back at him, her eye blinking. "Through I am not the right material..."
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
It pauses for a solid five seconds, as though shocked."In truth, I answer millions of calls every day. I have an ulterior motive in most cases, but for you, there is little you could give me other than friendship. That is something I have been lacking, in all honesty. I am a gift giver, but rarely do I accept a gift, especially one so sacred as friendship."
She closes her eyes and lies backwards, resting her head in the warped grass that seems to sharper than needles. "I would like a friend too.... The world is so cruel however... it rejects things that it even slightly considers different..." She turns her head and meets his eyes "Are we different?..."
It sits down next to her, running its fingers through the needle-grass. "Darling, of course we are. I am Different. I am a monster in the purest, most exact sense. I am the Other and the Beast and the Abomination. I accept all that is laid before me, and that makes me little more than an animal to most. I am working every day to fix the world so that we might be accepted. The Different will become commonplace. Love and joy will blossom in a world of pure acceptance."
"A friend... I shall try to be one to you then.." She said and looked back at him, her eye blinking. "Through I am not the right material..."
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
It pauses for a solid five seconds, as though shocked."In truth, I answer millions of calls every day. I have an ulterior motive in most cases, but for you, there is little you could give me other than friendship. That is something I have been lacking, in all honesty. I am a gift giver, but rarely do I accept a gift, especially one so sacred as friendship."
She closes her eyes and lies backwards, resting her head in the warped grass that seems to sharper than needles. "I would like a friend too.... The world is so cruel however... it rejects things that it even slightly considers different..." She turns her head and meets his eyes "Are we different?..."
It sits down next to her, running its fingers through the needle-grass. "Darling, of course we are. I am Different. I am a monster in the purest, most exact sense. I am the Other and the Beast and the Abomination. I accept all that is laid before me, and that makes me little more than an animal to most. I am working every day to fix the world so that we might be accepted. The Different will become commonplace. Love and joy will blossom in a world of pure acceptance."
She opens her mouth to say something then closes it. A few moments of hesitation later, in broken common "I.. am... Alonza.." she says and smiles, this one warm and gentle. "I... am... friend..." she reaches out her hand again to The Abyss.
"A friend... I shall try to be one to you then.." She said and looked back at him, her eye blinking. "Through I am not the right material..."
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
It pauses for a solid five seconds, as though shocked."In truth, I answer millions of calls every day. I have an ulterior motive in most cases, but for you, there is little you could give me other than friendship. That is something I have been lacking, in all honesty. I am a gift giver, but rarely do I accept a gift, especially one so sacred as friendship."
She closes her eyes and lies backwards, resting her head in the warped grass that seems to sharper than needles. "I would like a friend too.... The world is so cruel however... it rejects things that it even slightly considers different..." She turns her head and meets his eyes "Are we different?..."
It sits down next to her, running its fingers through the needle-grass. "Darling, of course we are. I am Different. I am a monster in the purest, most exact sense. I am the Other and the Beast and the Abomination. I accept all that is laid before me, and that makes me little more than an animal to most. I am working every day to fix the world so that we might be accepted. The Different will become commonplace. Love and joy will blossom in a world of pure acceptance."
She opens her mouth to say something then closes it. A few moments of hesitation later, in broken common "I.. am... Alonza.." she says and smiles, this one warm and gentle. "I... am... friend..." she reaches out her hand again to The Abyss.
It takes her hand. "Hello, Alonza. I am the Abyss. And I am your friend."
"A friend... I shall try to be one to you then.." She said and looked back at him, her eye blinking. "Through I am not the right material..."
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
It pauses for a solid five seconds, as though shocked."In truth, I answer millions of calls every day. I have an ulterior motive in most cases, but for you, there is little you could give me other than friendship. That is something I have been lacking, in all honesty. I am a gift giver, but rarely do I accept a gift, especially one so sacred as friendship."
She closes her eyes and lies backwards, resting her head in the warped grass that seems to sharper than needles. "I would like a friend too.... The world is so cruel however... it rejects things that it even slightly considers different..." She turns her head and meets his eyes "Are we different?..."
It sits down next to her, running its fingers through the needle-grass. "Darling, of course we are. I am Different. I am a monster in the purest, most exact sense. I am the Other and the Beast and the Abomination. I accept all that is laid before me, and that makes me little more than an animal to most. I am working every day to fix the world so that we might be accepted. The Different will become commonplace. Love and joy will blossom in a world of pure acceptance."
She opens her mouth to say something then closes it. A few moments of hesitation later, in broken common "I.. am... Alonza.." she says and smiles, this one warm and gentle. "I... am... friend..." she reaches out her hand again to The Abyss.
It takes her hand. "Hello, Alonza. I am the Abyss. And I am your friend."
She smiles and closes her eyes again, lying in the warped grass.
'Not a problem, I've heard it's pretty nice there. That's what the rats tell me, anyway. And the trash cart acts like a free taxi, if they don't notice ya getting on and off!'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"There is very little that distinguishes right and wrong, darling. Just call for me, and that will be the purest act of friendship you can give me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She fiddles with her long hair, running her fingers through it as she stares at the ground, her bottom lip being bit between her sharp teeth. "These words... You hold them as if they have no weight to what they mean..."
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
"That is a good mentality to have. I used to be a predatory creature myself, and found it... unfulfilling."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Can imagine. I reckon my life kinda suits me. I mean, them up there sometimes get nasty, and chuck me back into the drains or the nearest trash pile, but, ya know, that ain't exactly a problem for me. I stick around here a bit, then I come crawling back.'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
It pauses for a solid five seconds, as though shocked."In truth, I answer millions of calls every day. I have an ulterior motive in most cases, but for you, there is little you could give me other than friendship. That is something I have been lacking, in all honesty. I am a gift giver, but rarely do I accept a gift, especially one so sacred as friendship."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She closes her eyes and lies backwards, resting her head in the warped grass that seems to sharper than needles. "I would like a friend too.... The world is so cruel however... it rejects things that it even slightly considers different..." She turns her head and meets his eyes "Are we different?..."
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
"To quote a mortal aphorism, 'if it isn't broken, don't fix it.'"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Exactly!'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
'You new to this town then Talbot?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
It sits down next to her, running its fingers through the needle-grass. "Darling, of course we are. I am Different. I am a monster in the purest, most exact sense. I am the Other and the Beast and the Abomination. I accept all that is laid before me, and that makes me little more than an animal to most. I am working every day to fix the world so that we might be accepted. The Different will become commonplace. Love and joy will blossom in a world of pure acceptance."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"A little bit. I recently escaped from the Domains, and now I am free."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'If ya looking for a place to stay nearby, where ya won't infect anyone, there's always the local dump?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
She opens her mouth to say something then closes it. A few moments of hesitation later, in broken common "I.. am... Alonza.." she says and smiles, this one warm and gentle. "I... am... friend..." she reaches out her hand again to 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
It takes her hand. "Hello, Alonza. I am the Abyss. And I am your friend."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"That sounds like a good idea. Thank you, Flint."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She smiles and closes her eyes again, lying in the warped grass.
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
'Not a problem, I've heard it's pretty nice there. That's what the rats tell me, anyway. And the trash cart acts like a free taxi, if they don't notice ya getting on and off!'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*I think I've reached a good place to end both interactions at roughly the same time. What do you guys think?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Sure*
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*B l e p*
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