despite-everything-its-still-me

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

[Another note slips under; this time even more messier.]

"UH HEADLEZ NWO HWO TO WRIGHTHLPCANTSEE"

[A note slips under Zailyn's door.. at the facility.. i think. The handwriting was absolutely HORRID.]

"H1 ZAILEN IZ ME-.. UHHHH I FORGET!! BBUT ANDYWAY I WAANTD TO SAYS HI.. :C!!"

[Under the messy and small writing, was a drawing. Of what appears to be Brutus, and Zailyn. It was like a kids drawing of some sort. Now we know who the hell this note was from🤷‍♀️]

I- uh?

Hello.

Thank you, Zephyros.

Zailyn hangs the drawing in her room.

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

“Brutus?”

[Delilah walked around the forest looking for the angel who had suddenly disappeared.]

“Bruuutuuus!!”

[She continued to call out as she walked.. until.. she saw it.]

“..”

[Her eyes widened as she stares at the body floating in the water. Despite all those bodies in there too, she could tell who it was.]

[Delilah sped towards the water and grabbed said body. Staring at the bleeding headless neck]

"—..n—what— dad! papa! who— please! please regenerate! Papa! dont leave me, please!"

[The 10 year olds eyes welled up with tears as she sobbed into the chest of Brutus' body]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

[Brutus felt his head slice off. He didn’t even have much time to react before his head rolled off somewhere into the forest. His body falling into the water]

NON OPEN ROLEPLAY… (basically this rp is only for the one tagged below)

@the-one-above-you

[Brutus, once again, sat in the forest near the river, the river was stained with red, and dead bodies laid in it. Still pouring out blood. As his head jerked, he felt some strange presence behind him. Something his ass did not wanna feel.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

NON OPEN ROLEPLAY… (basically this rp is only for the one tagged below)

@the-one-above-you

[Brutus, once again, sat in the forest near the river, the river was stained with red, and dead bodies laid in it. Still pouring out blood. As his head jerked, he felt some strange presence behind him. Something his ass did not wanna feel.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

ł₮'₴ ₦Ø₮ ₮ⱧɆ ⱧɄ₦₲ɆⱤ ⱤɆVɆ₳Ⱡł₦₲.

₦ØⱤ ₮ⱧɆ Ɽł₵Ø₵ⱧɆ₮ ł₦ ₮ⱧɆ ₵₳VɆ.

₦ØⱤ ₮ⱧɆ Ⱨ₳₦Đ ₮Ⱨ₳₮ ł₴ ⱧɆ₳Ⱡł₦₲.

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

Why the fuck are you like this.

Ⱨ₳ɆⱧⱧ₳Ⱨ₳-

₩Ⱨ-₩Ⱨ𝟳?! Y̶̶̷̢̡̢̳̱̜͔̥̱͈͙̦̼̦͉̪̰̮̿̍̒̉͛̓̀͒̽ͤ̎ͩ̐ͭͤ̊ͭͪͬ͗̍̿͘͡ͅ0̸̷̷̢̡̪̘̞͍̻̠̻͔͂͛̅͆̎̽ͤ̈́̀̄͟͠͡͞ͅU̶̘̬͍͔̲͙͎ͭ̌̊͒ͤͥ́͞_ W̢̛̛̥̥̙͇̺̝͈̟̝̭͍̰̖̦̌̓̀̃ͦ̒̇̉̂̓ͪͥ͛̌͆̌̉̏̋͘͘ͅ@̛͚͖̊ͥ͌̇͘N̶̷̴̢̨̛͕̖̟̳͖̝̠̬̱̹̠̬̻̯̉ͥ̐ͮ͑͌ͫ̔͑̂ͭͯ̚͝-̵̴̡̰̹̥̠ͥ̈́̇̒ͪ̓̊ͬͣ̾̄ͣ̚͟͠͡W̨̢̯̼̟̫͙̠̟̣͈̐ͦ̇̓̍̇̉̊̓ͤ͂̏̍ͮͭ̌͜_̘ͤ͞͡Ą̨̖̲̜̥̖ͩ̉ͫ́̏̎ͬͨ͡Ņ̭̬̩̘̖͛ͫN̛͈͕͙̲̻͎̻͖̤̹ͬͨ̀ͣ͞Ą̦͍͖̪̝̘̞̫͍̭̌ͭ̂̿͋̂͆��̿̎ͣͅ K̨̧̨̥͚͕͇̯͉̤̞̥̤̠͍̲̻͚͉̲̩̼̻ͤ͒ͤͮ̀ͪ̊͗̈́͐͊ͨ͂̈ͥͪ͘͟͜͝N͇͙̘͔̬͇̳͌͂̌Ò̭̲̖ͫ͝W̩͍͓͋́̾͗ͭͥ̌̌̓ Ẅ̴̴̴̛͙̫̙̞͓̗́͗̇ͯ̍̈͡͞H̆̈Y̴̸̴̵̧̢̤̳͔̝̦̙̠͔̪̒̉͋̐́͊ͧ̔ͤ̒̂́͋ͥ̃̽͋ͭ̒̐̚̕͜͝!̶̫͉̯͍̦̙̩͕͈̒̏̑ͯ̂ͣ̄́͢?̸̮͖͈͕̠̺̰͇̪̗̑̉̏͛͒̑͂̅͑̈̀ͬ̉̔̽͗̎ͬͬ̈̽̎̎́ͩ̀͂̏̽͟͢͟͠ͅ

Too bad! : )

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

Myndumbass forgot some people so have the renewed version

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

SHIT I FORGOT DAYFARE. UH DAYFARE GOES INTO THE NEUTRAL SECTION

Bros opinion on everyone

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

Bros opinion on everyone

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

[Delilah shrugged and huffed]

“Thaats only because youuuurr antagonizing him!”

[Brutus cackled in the background.]

“He’s only “hostile” when people say stuff like that! He’s not reaaally a baaad guy. Besides I’ve always wanted to be the daughter of a coo-coo villain!”

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

“Now I do! Brutus let me stay here with him for a bit! He’s like my.. seeeecond dad. Even though he’s blood thirsty and well. Dangerous. But it’s okay! Sometimes he goes all out and I sometimes watch him tear up a person. But he hasn’t done that to me!”

[Delilah nodded in pride as if being on Brutus’ side was a trophy.]

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

“OHH!! You’re Brutus’ friend?!”

[The girl looks behind Ell and seems to have a shocked expression as she looks at Brutus from behind.]

“Wow! I thought I was his first friend. And daughter!”

“Anyway! My names Delilah! And where my parents are is NUNYA!”

[Delilah sticks her tongue out and puts her hands on her hips]

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

[The girl tilts her head]

“Guardian? Noooo! Ugh!”

[The girl rolled her blue and green eyes, groaning.]

“Everyone always thinks that..”

“I’m just a girl! Duh! Nothin’ else!”

[the girl crossed her arms and let out a “hmph”]

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

[..a child appears maybe.. 9 years old. With ginger long hair and blonde bangs. She stared at Ell with a smile]

“Whaaaat brings you to thiiis forest, miss!”

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

“H3a-adz.”

[Brutus pointed behind Ell, Ell then hears a bit of giggling behind her.]

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

[Brutus fell onto the ground like a damn rag doll and just laid there like this was his fate now. The tree distorted into random shapes and glitched out of bounds like a video game.]

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]

[despite-everything-its-still-me]

“Nooo000oo!! I- 1 D0N’t.. n33D m3d- wHATEVERR!”

[Brutus crossed his arms, the trees glitching in response]

(rp starter cause epicness)

[The gnarled branch groaned under Brutus’s weight, a sound swallowed by the maelstrom of the storm. Rain lashed down, each drop a tiny, icy hammer blow against the ancient, rain-slicked leaves. Lightning, a malevolent god, tore across the bruised sky, illuminating for fleeting seconds the tormented figure perched high above the forest floor, each twitch accompanied by a guttural crackle – the sound of raw, untamed static emanating from within him.]

[He hadn't seen a friendly face in months, only the fleeting, terrified glimpses of the Angel Hunters, their grim determination a constant, unwelcome presence that only fueled his twisted amusement. Their pursuit, their desperate attempts to capture him, were, in Brutus's warped reality, a source of exquisite, manic joy.]

[His eyes, usually dull and lifeless, glitched with an unnatural intensity, their pupils dilating and contracting erratically, like a broken film reel. His damn crazed grin remained on his face like a tattoo. Though alas, he was blind because of the bandage that surrounded his eyes.]