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[emo-steven]

“Well yeah, I am trying to make you feel better. I like it when you’re happy.”

He smiled pressed his forehead against Fens.

He’s back?

*Fen tumbles from the sky, landing with a thud*

Not again.

*he gets up, growling. He looks a bit different. He’s still got his piercings from Cig, a black tank top with ripped sleeves and the classic star, a pink jacket that looks beaten up tied around his waist, and his jeans. A necklace with jaspers shards on it hung around his neck*

@emo-steven @fractured-steven-universe @cinnamon-steven @broken-steven @desperate-steven @steven-phantom @spicysteven @thorn-steven @neon-steven open

[emo-steven]

He nods.

“That was fast. Nice ta meet ya Ultra.”

He shoved his hand in his pocket and held his cigarette with the other hand.

Arrival.

*Steven was laying in bed, jacket off, when suddenly, a portal opened up beneath him. Him and his jacket fell through and he appeared in the sky. He was fast asleep, not able to process all of this. Someone might be able to catch him before he lands*

//open rp

//@steven-phantom @innocent-steven @innocent-babey-steven @flirty-nora @broken-steven @disaster-diamond @touch-starved-steven @defensive-steven @defective-pink-steven @alexandrite-steeb @stevenless-gem @gem-in-denial @gem-diplomat-steven @emo-steven

[emo-steven]

“The Clutter Dimension. It’s a place where people from different dimensions and timelines are dragged into and can’t escape from. You can’t permanently die so even if you do die you’ll come back. There are a lot of Stevens here but there are other gems as well and other people in general like Connies for example.”

He thought for a moment.

“I think I covered everything? Oh wait, you’ll need a nickname since there are a lot of Stevens and it’d be easier if we weren’t all called Steven, hence the nicknames. Take me for an example, I’m Cig. You get all that?”

He asked seeming rather impatient.

Arrival.

*Steven was laying in bed, jacket off, when suddenly, a portal opened up beneath him. Him and his jacket fell through and he appeared in the sky. He was fast asleep, not able to process all of this. Someone might be able to catch him before he lands*

//open rp

//@steven-phantom @innocent-steven @innocent-babey-steven @flirty-nora @broken-steven @disaster-diamond @touch-starved-steven @defensive-steven @defective-pink-steven @alexandrite-steeb @stevenless-gem @gem-in-denial @gem-diplomat-steven @emo-steven

[emo-steven]

He pulled out a cigarette from his jacket pocket and lit it with his lighter before putting the pack and lighter back in his pocket. He took a deep inhale of the cigarette before exhaling smoke upwards so it wouldn’t go in the Stevens face, he was polite enough to do that. He looked down at the Steven and scoffed.

“You must be new...”

Arrival.

*Steven was laying in bed, jacket off, when suddenly, a portal opened up beneath him. Him and his jacket fell through and he appeared in the sky. He was fast asleep, not able to process all of this. Someone might be able to catch him before he lands*

//open rp

//@steven-phantom @innocent-steven @innocent-babey-steven @flirty-nora @broken-steven @disaster-diamond @touch-starved-steven @defensive-steven @defective-pink-steven @alexandrite-steeb @stevenless-gem @gem-in-denial @gem-diplomat-steven @emo-steven

[emo-steven]

“A big house on the beach? Big stone lady? Can I see it?”

He asked with excitement bubbling up in him.

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

He giggled at the water splashing his feet and held her hand with a slight squeeze.

“You mean going into the water?”

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

“That’s really weird!” He giggled.

“So there are more Stevens here?”

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

“What’s Cig like? Why is he called that? So we look similar? That’s so weird!”

His curiosity got the better of him.

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

“What do you mean by that?”

He tilted his head slightly in confusion.

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

He tilted his head in confusion.

“Who is that?” He asked curiously.

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

“Mhm!”

He nodded and looked up at her.

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

His eyes turned to stars.

“It’s really good! I like it a lot!”

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

Cig watched as someone fell from the sky above him yet again as he laid on the sand of the beach. He sighed, tempted to just watch them fall but decided to help. His gem glowed and he stood up, calculating the angle before jumping up and catching the Steven in his arms bridal style and using his gem powers to make them float down safely. When he landed on the sand he suddenly couldn’t see. He knelt down and laid the Steven on the sand before taking the thing that was blinding him off of his head. He raised a brow in confusion as he looked down at the jacket in his hands. He shrugged and threw it on top of the Steven in front of him.

“Hey, wake up.” He said, not so gently either. Annoyance in his tone.

Arrival.

*Steven was laying in bed, jacket off, when suddenly, a portal opened up beneath him. Him and his jacket fell through and he appeared in the sky. He was fast asleep, not able to process all of this. Someone might be able to catch him before he lands*

//open rp

//@steven-phantom @innocent-steven @innocent-babey-steven @flirty-nora @broken-steven @disaster-diamond @touch-starved-steven @defensive-steven @defective-pink-steven @alexandrite-steeb @stevenless-gem @gem-in-denial @gem-diplomat-steven @emo-steven

[emo-steven]

He giggled but stopped when her drawing was mentioned. He set down his drawing and got excited.

“Let me see!” He said with an excited smile.

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

“But spinning is so fun! I wish I didn’t get dizzy when I stop spinning.”

He crossed his arms and frowned.

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.

[emo-steven]

Cig moved Fens hand and held it in his. He smiled a love sick smile and shook his head.

“Please don’t, I like hearing you laugh. That’s why I keep telling you about my painting adventures.”

He’s back?

*Fen tumbles from the sky, landing with a thud*

Not again.

*he gets up, growling. He looks a bit different. He’s still got his piercings from Cig, a black tank top with ripped sleeves and the classic star, a pink jacket that looks beaten up tied around his waist, and his jeans. A necklace with jaspers shards on it hung around his neck*

@emo-steven @fractured-steven-universe @cinnamon-steven @broken-steven @desperate-steven @steven-phantom @spicysteven @thorn-steven @neon-steven open

[emo-steven]

His smile widened.

“Really? Thank you! I’ll be the bestest friend there ever was!”

Reverse 3 years (for however long mun chooses)

Cig had been reverted to his 13 year old self out of nowhere without warning. His appearance had changed back to what he looked like at that age along with his mental state. He was now wearing a dirty and worn out black t-shirt that had a grey star in the center of it that was fading from how much it had been worn, it was dirty from dirt and other things like dried blood and had a few tears here or there. He was also wearing a pair of black jeans that had holes in the knees and were falling apart at the seams at the ankles. He was bare foot, and his piercings were no longer there. He no longer had the smell of smoke around him meaning he wasn’t smoking at that age. His hair was an untamed mess and had snarls everywhere in it. He was trembling like a leaf and was tiny for his age, height wise and weight wise. He jumped at even the slightest noise or movement, fear radiating off of him. He hugged himself and kept frantically looking around, tears threatening to spill from his eyes at any moment.

“I-is someone there?”

His voice came out hesitantly and scared, cracking slightly as he tried not to cry.

//Poor child. Open rp! @neon-steven @defensive-steven @sivs-gem @tired-steven-universe @pink-druzy @alexa-andrite @ anyone else cause I can’t think of anyone else at the moment heh.