(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The kid knocks on the door
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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
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The kid knocks on the door
Mezzoni opens it but it's not Mezzoni anymore. Six black arms have crawled out from his mouth and grasp at the child without mercy.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The kid knocks on the door
Mezzoni opens it but it's not Mezzoni anymore. Six black arms have crawled out from his mouth and grasp at the child without mercy.
They look up at him with fear
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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
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The kid knocks on the door
Kezzolan approaches Mezzoni, frowning.
Mezzoni snaps his head to the side. The arms protrude from his mouth grab at what it deems to be an imperfection.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The kid knocks on the door
Mezzoni opens it but it's not Mezzoni anymore. Six black arms have crawled out from his mouth and grasp at the child without mercy.
They look up at him with fear
"Your not an imperfection.." a growling voice says lowly.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The unnamed faerie crawls in and out of the walls, eating the bugs, the glass, and the leaves.
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The kid knocks on the door
Mezzoni opens it but it's not Mezzoni anymore. Six black arms have crawled out from his mouth and grasp at the child without mercy.
They look up at him with fear
"Your not an imperfection.." a growling voice says lowly.
"w-what?"
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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
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The ground begins to heave and burst open beneath Mezzoni as choral music plays. Steam hisses out of the cracks. The Boiler Room. The kitchen is above the damned Boiler Room.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The unnamed faerie crawls in and out of the walls, eating the bugs, the glass, and the leaves.
Mezzoni's mouth-arms grasp at the faerie. "Imperfection..."
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The ground begins to heave and burst open beneath Mezzoni as choral music plays. Steam hisses out of the cracks. The Boiler Room. The kitchen is above the damned Boiler Room.
Father's resting place.
"Damn you. DAMN YOU. YOU RUIN EVERYTHING. YOU THE WORST IMPERFECT THING HERE." He snarls as arms crawl out from his mouth, grabbing anything in sight and hurling it down.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
The kid knocks on the door
Mezzoni opens it but it's not Mezzoni anymore. Six black arms have crawled out from his mouth and grasp at the child without mercy.
They look up at him with fear
"Your not an imperfection.." a growling voice says lowly.
(This interaction is for anyone and everyone who wants to interact.)
As Mezzoni is testing the rat in hot water, it jumps out. Hot water splashed out and burned his perfect skin. He stares at the scarred mark for a moment before his skin seems to bubble violently.
Both Father and Mother can feel the air shift in the Sanatorium but everyone else begins to see the walls seeming to glitch. Dirty and stained walls with peeling yellow wallpaper. Glass shattered and spread across the ground. Leaves curled up amongst hideous bugs.
Mezzoni grips his head. "No no no no no no..."
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
βI betrayed my friends, family, and worst enemies all in one go.β
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*(Cracks knuckles)*
*I think it's about time for Mezzoni to have a temper tantrum about imperfection.*
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
*Oooooh*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
The kid knocks on the door
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
Rudolph Is creating his second marionette for his army.
Mezzoni opens it but it's not Mezzoni anymore. Six black arms have crawled out from his mouth and grasp at the child without mercy.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
Kezzolan approaches Mezzoni, frowning.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
They look up at him with fear
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
Mezzoni snaps his head to the side. The arms protrude from his mouth grab at what it deems to be an imperfection.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
His shoulders sag, βI believe I may have done something similar.β He sighs, βThatβll sure get you in a mess.β
"Your not an imperfection.." a growling voice says lowly.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
The unnamed faerie crawls in and out of the walls, eating the bugs, the glass, and the leaves.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, Creator of the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
*i like the new pfp, wendigo*
"w-what?"
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
The ground begins to heave and burst open beneath Mezzoni as choral music plays. Steam hisses out of the cracks. The Boiler Room. The kitchen is above the damned Boiler Room.
Father's resting place.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Mezzoni's mouth-arms grasp at the faerie. "Imperfection..."
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
*R o s i e :3*
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
"Damn you. DAMN YOU. YOU RUIN EVERYTHING. YOU THE WORST IMPERFECT THING HERE." He snarls as arms crawl out from his mouth, grabbing anything in sight and hurling it down.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ
Mezzoni crawls past him.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
π»πππ ππ ππ, ππππ π₯ππ π€ππ π¦π‘ π ππ π₯ππ
π»ππ§πππ ππ π’π¦ππππ€πππ'π€ πππ€π₯ππ£ π₯πππ π€ππππππ