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roger, wake maurice up he be napping as much as i do tf
Roger: He won’t get up.
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eric, how do you and your brother plan to deal with the trauma from the island? how do you feel it will affect your daily life now? will you be able to continue to go to school with the savages after all they’ve done? after all you’ve done?
Eric: We’re very confused. We don’t know what will happen to us. All we know is that we have each other and we just have to stick together. As long as we follow through with that, we can live on from this. I hope.
I’ve never really thought of school. I don’t want to go back at all… Maybe we won’t go back…
Truthfully, I just wish no one would find out about what Sam and I were involved with. We don’t want to be perceived by anyone.
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hello eric i like u slightly less but i still like u very much would u also like a carrot
Eric: Not sure how I feel about that… But, no thanks, I already ate.
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sam, do you think you’ll ever trust anyone other than eric again? what about ralph? do you think you could find some type of friend in him?
Sam: I don’t have any sort of problem with Ralph. I-I don’t know. I just can’t bear to be around any of them and remember the island. Sometimes, I close my eyes and pretend none of them are there. I pretend that it’s just Eric and I at home and none of this ever happened.
I wouldn’t say Ralph isn’t a friend of mine, but I would say I wish I had never met him, or anyone on this ship.
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Hello Ralph, how are you doing?
Ralph: Doing as good as I can. (Not good)
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maurice, what are your thoughts now that you’re off the island? do you regret any of your own actions? do you think life will ever go back to normal for you and the rest of the boys?
Maurice: I think Jack and I are some of the only hunters who regret what had happened. All I wanted was to have fun… I never thought everything would become what it did, a-and I never thought we’d be there for that long, and… and… I just… I hope everything will be okay.
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hello sam :) i’m going to gently lay out a carrot like i at befriending a mouse for you :) you may come eat it and be my friend whenever u want :)
Sam: O-oh, how thoughtful of you. I-I might eat it later. My mom says I shouldn’t take food from strangers, but you seem nice enough, I think.
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roger, how do these voices affect your ability to be around the other boys? are the voices all-consuming, leaving you unable to converse?
Roger: I hadn’t spoken to any of the others on the ship, except for Simon, so I suppose I wouldn’t fully know how affected my conversation skills are by them. I thought I just never wanted to interact with anyone, which is technically true, but recently, Eric tried talking to me in our bunk, and I found that I was just unable to respond to him.
I mostly just sit in bed and face the wall. It’s all I feel like I’m able to do.
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to jack: we've recently found out that during the night, you've been standing at the end of ralph's bed. you seem to be sobbing, murmuring words nearly not understandable. why are you doing this, jack? what are you saying? are you trying to apologize perhaps, but know you'll never be forgiven?
Jack: I have apologised… a lot. He doesn’t hear me, but I secretly hope that one of these days, he’ll forgive me on his own. He knows how sorry I am. At least, I hope he does.
I haven’t talked about how I feel now that we’re on our way home to anyone, except for him. Even though he’s asleep, I’ve accidentally made a habit of doing it every night.
Sometimes I wish he’d wake up, but I know I’d never have the courage to say even a word to him if he was conscious and responsive.
I just want our friendship back…
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also can roger hear simon can ralph hear simon can anyone hear simon where is ma boy who is he attached to
Roger: I hear him… No one believes me.
Spirit of Simon: :)
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sniffs jack
Jack: What vibe? I DIDN’T KNOW WE WERE GETTING CHECKED!
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roger, what’s an example of the voices that you’re hearing? what are they telling you about? what are they telling you to do? do you wish they would stop or are you used to it?
Roger: They tell me about how everyone will wrong me someday. The actual voices, that is. Sometimes I just hear noises, like glass breaking or a low buzzing sound.
The voices though, they encourage me to do bad things. They tell me that I’m weak. Of course they say other stuff, but that’s what gets to me the most. If I don’t have power over someone or something, then I have to take it by force. That’s what they want. If it means through violence, they’ll tell me to be violent. If it’s through murder, they’ll tell me to kill.
I’m used to them by now, but sometimes I do wish they would stop so that I could just have a normal ride back home. Although, the aftermath of giving in feels exceptionally good… Sometimes I don’t want them to stop.
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ralph, how does it feel being stuck on a ship with the people who were hunting you down?
Ralph: It’s terrible. Worse than it could possibly be since the storm hit. Thankfully, none of them are very talkative now. But, just having them there, mere feet away from me at all times, is enough to keep me awake for days.
Recently, during the night, Jack has been standing at the foot of my bunk. Just standing there, mumbling near-incoherent words and crying quietly. I pretend I’m asleep, but I hear him. I don’t want to hear him.
I feel angry. I hate them all, but I’m more scared of them than anything. I just want to be home. To be in my own bed. To be around people I trust. To be without Jack Merridew.
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hey jack! what have you been thinking about now that you’re off the island? are you basking in grief? in guilt? do you blame yourself for the deaths? do you blame yourself for not stopping them?
is there anyone there for you now to help you get through the grief and the guilt?
Jack: It wasn’t my fault… It wasn’t my fault, I was driven to that state… With the panic, and the disagreements, and the heat, it was bound to happen!
The island made me that way. It made all of us that way and it’s dreadful. The deaths were inevitable… But I took part in making them happen… Does that make me a villain?
I thought rescue was what I wanted, but now when I think of returning home I feel sick to my stomach. My reputation is destroyed. We’re not even home yet, and I already want to run away. I can start over and become the person I want to be.
I try to explain my grief to others, but no one listens to me anymore. That’s the worst of it, I think. My bunk mate, Robert, he just stares at me, dumbfounded looking. Roger says nothing to anyone. And Ralph… I don’t talk to him. Not if he’s conscious. Not if he can hear me.
#lord of the flies#lotf#ask#bugthebugisabug#jack merridew#lotf jack#not all responses will probably be this long i promise
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roger, what are the voices telling you to do?
Roger: Who in the bloody fuck are you? One of those retched sailors? Uhh, I’ll have to let the others know that the workers are starting to get curious of us… Or not; I try not to talk to them.
But whatever, I’ll tell you about the voices if it means you’ll leave me alone. They don’t really tell me to do things, they just taunt me heavily. They taunt me to the point of insanity.
It’s hard to say what being insane truly feels like, but I’m convinced I truly am. When I finally break and do as they please, they stop for a while. They’ve been doing it ever since the island, that’s how the fat one ended up dead.
Back at Castle Rock, I would just listen to them because I didn’t see any harm in it if no grownups were there to see. It was just good ol’ fun to me.
Since being “rescued” I’ve taught myself to not give into them, and to just ignore their pleas as much as I can, but that means I must keep interaction with others to an extreme minimum.
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When a blood curdling storm picks up at sea, the boys are instructed to take shelter in one of the cabins of their great heroic rescue ship. “We haven’t been in such close-quarters since arriving on the island…” Ralph recalls, although the experience proves its own difficulties to everyone equally. Jack is continuously lost in a state of self-reflection and prone to frequent outbursts, Maurice is unresponsive as he nods in and out of consciousness, the twins only trust each other, and Roger is hearing voices that he can only describe as “pure evil.” Interact to follow their journey back to England, if they ever make it there.
Characters open for interaction:
Ralph
Jack
Roger
Maurice
Sam/Eric
Robert
Spirit of Simon
Spirit of Piggy
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some posts may contain the following:
blood
gory imagery
vomit/sickness
hello, it is me Vee, I made this blog because i miss posting and want something interesting to make content about :) there will be some illustrations, but my plan is for most posts to just be written, in-character responses. I also have a fic outline based on this scenario that, once it is written, will be posted here as well.
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