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New Shapeshifter Story

So, thanks to a new story snippet I'm working on for Whumptober, here's another character reference. And yes, still (most likely) A.I. Generated art off of Pinterest.

Here we see the main character: A shapeshifter/human experiment (maybe? Still working on the "experiment" part, probably.) Named Zack Day. Sorry, I don't really have good reference photos for him. I mean, they work good for me...but... idk about using as a reference for other people.

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This is Evelyn Parker, she's the one who finds Zack and tries to help him.

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Isabelle Griffin, Zack's Handler.

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Calum Fernandez, the scientist-person.

Okay, I know the edits on this are bad, I was tired, and I'm not very detailed with art, so let's just say this: On the left side of his face he has a decent scar that goes down his eye, and on the right side of his face, he has two scars on the side of his face, going down along his jawline, and (I used blue so it would stand out) he's missing some bits out of the top of his right ear.

Sorry about the random notes, like I said, I was tired when I edited the photo, and kinda just left it as personal reference.

And no, the scars aren't that white, like I said, personal reference, it was a little hard to see them on the photo so I brightened them a bit.

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Day 9: Obsession | “Frame me up on the wall to keep me out of trouble.”

"My queen, I am terribly sorry for this interruption, there is a group of travelers that requests an audience with you immediately." A butler said, bowing low, his voice sly and smooth as velvet.

"It's quite all right Dominique. Do me a favor and fetch my guard dog while I get ready." The queen, Eleanor Rose, said primly as she stood up and brushed off her dress. The butler got a rather scary smile.

"Why, of course, M'lady." Said Dominique, very pleased at the opportunity to make Frostbite despise his own life even more. As he came out of the low bow to leave, Queen Eleanor stopped him.

"Oh, and Dominique? Do be a little careful. We can't have these travelers think we abuse our own staff." The queen sounded bored as she waved him off.

"Of course." Dominique said, turning and leaving the room.

"My, what will I wear?*sighs* Elsie! Come here, dear." Queen Eleanor called. A maid poked her head into the room.

"Yes, M'lady?" She asked, her voice a chirp, as always.

"We have unexpected visitors. Please find me something suitable to wear." Queen Eleanor asked, and honestly? She sounded like she couldn't care less.

"Of course, M'lady! I'll get right on that!" Elsie said, stepping into the large room and heading over to the walk-in closet.

"Hmm...now what... oh, Niamh ?" Queen Eleanor called, another girl who had been pouring tea looked up.

"Yes?" She asked, setting down the tea pot and straightening up, a hand on her hip.

"Can you please collect some First-Aid supplies?Dominique went to fetch Frostbite. He hasn't been in the best condition since his last training exercise, but I doubt Dominique will show much sympathy." Queen Eleanor drawled. Niamh stiffened, seemingly angry about something, but she quickly schooled her expression.

"Of course. Your Majesty." She said, before taking a quick bow and walking out the door.

~~~

Frostbite was curled up in a corner of his "room" (cell), trying to find the most protective position, that didn't jostle his leg too much. It was definitely broken, there was no way it wasn't, he let out a small whimper as another jolt of agonizing pain shot through his leg. Why couldn't it just stop?? Then the door banged open and he wanted to groan as he heard the sadly familiar, measured, steps of Dominique Delgado.

"Good day, mutt." He sneered. Frostbite really wasn't in the mood for this today. Or any day. But especially today.

"Well? Aren't you going to stand to greet your superior?" Dominique asked, venom dripping from his words, before he lashed out and kicked Frostbite. Right. In. The. Leg. The one that was broken. Frostbite screamed in pain, doubling over himself into an even more curled up position, only to find out that, too, hurt. Bad. Dominique just tsked, like this was some trivial thing. Probably was to him..

"Tsk, tsk, did I find a weak point, today?" Dominique said, and Frostbite really didn't like his tone.

"Your Handler, The Queen, has requested your presence. As it turns out we have some unexpected guests. Get. Up." Dominique almost growled that last part, kicking Frostbite again and earning another heart wrenching scream (if you, ya'know, had a heart. To feel sympathy.) 

That's about when Niamh came storming through the door, First-Aid kit held tightly in one hand, the other curled into a fist.

"Dominique! The queen requested that he be in decent shape because of the visitors. What are you doing?" She hissed out angrily as she stalked towards him and positioned herself protectively in front of the curled up, shaking and quietly whimpering, lump that was, apparently, the deadly Frostbite that was so feared.

"Watch your place, maid. You're fortunate it is on Queen Eleanor's orders, or else you'd be in a lot of trouble." Dominique growled as he turned around to leave the room. As soon as he was gone, Niamh quickly turned on her heel and kneeled down beside Frostbite.

"Hey. You alright?" She asked as she started to rifle through the First-Aid kit, before realizing she didn't actually know where he was injured or how.

"Where does it hurt?" She asked, she was starting to get really angry at Dominique for finding pleasure in hurting him.

"I—I'm...f-fine.." Frostbite stammered out, quietly.

"Uhh, no. You are not. You were screaming bloody murder a second ago, so something is clearly wrong. Just tell me where it hurts or what happened." She said sternly. And, after a minute of silence..

"M.........My leg...." He muttered, so quiet she barely heard it, but that was more to go off of than what she'd had. She nodded and pulled up the pant leg of the led that was exposed to her and not curled protectively under him. It was bruised and maybe a little swollen, slightly weird angle, too... but it honestly didn't look that bad or out of place.. for him.

"Can you tell me what happened to your leg?" Niamh asked, Frostbite just shook his head, still curled up on the floor. Niamh just sighed, he was not making this easy.

"Can you stand up?" She asked, and he, after a minute, gave a small nod before actually raising his head up to look at her for the first time, and a thought suddenly occurred to her. Exactly how old was Frostbite? Because he looked a lot like a young teenager, right about now. His icy blue eyes, that were always described as cold, lifeless, and merciless, well.. they looked just downright terrified,

His snow-white hair hung messily in front of his face and he just looked overall...vulnerable...I have the distinct feeling I'm older than him.. Niamh thought, and, yeah. She wanted to punch Dominique.

Frostbite tried to push himself into a sitting position, immediately flinching and hissing in pain as he did so, but he continued on. The problem arose when he tried to stand, said problem was, as soon as she had helped him stand up, he crumpled to the ground of a yell of pain.

"Frostbite?! What happened!?" She exclaimed, immediately bending down to try and help him.

"Nothing. I'm fine." He growled through gritted teeth.

"A-Are you sure?" Niamh asked, to say the least, he didn't have her 100% convinced.

"Yes." He muttered, as he started trying to stand back up, which, obviously pained him, a lot. But, for some odd reason, he wouldn't admit it. Eventually, he managed to balance, and, after almost yelling at her in his insistence that he was "fine." They made their way back to the queen's room, however, it did not escape Niamh's notice how heavily he was limping.

~~~

There was a knock at Eleanor's door.

"Come in." She said, looking up from where she had been reading in her chair, awaiting Niamh's arrival with Frostbite. The door opened and said people walked in, the queen raised an eyebrow at Frostbite's limp, but Niamh just shrugged.

"Frostbite. We have some unexpected visitors to deal with. You will be following the normal procedures. Is that understood?" Queen Eleanor asked, standing up.

"Yes, your highness.." Frostbite said, his voice barely a whisper.

"Very well. Then let us depart." Queen Eleanor said, brushing past them without another word. Frostbite fell into step behind her, head low. Niamh had a very bad feeling about this.

~~~

Queen Eleanor walked gracefully into the throne room, Frostbite a respectful couple steps..or should she say, limps? Behind her. She didn't know what was wrong with him, or what had happened during training, and, honestly? She didn't care. He was moving around and acting normal, so what did it matter?

"My apologies for the delay. We were not expecting visitors." Queen Eleanor said, her words less an apology and more a warning as she sat down.: Don't Do Anything Stupid.

The leader, she presumed, a tall boy with messy, red, hair and matching red eyes stepped forward.

"We didn't mind the wait. Let's get to the point, shall we?" He more stated, than asked. Voice sharp and threatening. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Frostbite move a couple steps forward, now looming over her shoulder, glaring at these "travelers". Queen Eleanor leaned back in her throne.

"We shall." She said, rising to the challenge in his voice. No matter which direction this went, it was going to be interesting. Besides, Frostbite would keep anything serious from happening to her.

"Our friend, Austin Hunter, went missing a little over a year ago. Reports of a famed assassin that answers solely to the queen have been circulating, said he popped up out of nowhere just a couple months after our friend's disappearance." The leader said, glaring at her. Queen Eleanor bristled at the name, she had to de-escalate this before they found out, quickly. However.. Frostbite tended to be protective, and..well.. not the best at de-escalating situations. But, boy was he good at escalating them.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Frostbite said, voice clipped as he took a step forward, would have looked more threatening if he wasn't limping, but, oh well. He was plenty threatening as it is. The two girls with the red-haired boy gasped, while he just sucked in a breath of air.

"Austin..?" The girl with long, blonde, hair asked tentatively, taking a step forward. Frostbite just frowned.

"I have no idea who you are talking about, but I need you to leave. You are causing the queen emotional distress and it is my duty to protect her." Frostbite said, voice a low threat.

"You and me need to have a very long chat." The leader growled as he started to advance towards the queen. Frostbite was on him a second, more specifically.. they were on the floor in a second, because Frostbite decided to bodyslam him. Frostbite grunted in pain as he pushed up on his arms, effectively pinning the leader.

"Edgar!" The blonde haired girl cored out as she tried to run over to him, but the other girl with short, black, hair, grabbed her by her shoulder and stopped her.

"Alicia. Even if that is Austin, it's not the same Austin we know. She did something to him, and he obviously doesn't recognize us. It's not safe." She whispered in the blonde's ear.

"But- Edgar.. he's in trouble!" The blonde, Alicia, said desperately.

"Not entirely. Did you see how he was limping? He's injured, 'thus giving Edgar an advantage. On top of that, Edgar's taller than him. If things even go in that direction, Edgar has a very good advantage." The black-haired girl said.

"Frostbite. Heel." The queen commanded, Frostbite, almost immediately, rolled off of Edgar, stood up, flinched, and limped back to loom behind Queen Eleanor's throne. Edgar picked himself off the floor, feeling sick. She treated him like some kind of animal..

"My apologies. He can be..overprotective, at times. However, I will be needing you to leave now." Queen Eleanor said, eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Frostbite. Escort them off the grounds." Queen Eleanor said, snapping her fingers as she said his name.

"Right away." Frostbite mumbled before stalking towards them once again.

"Follow me." He said quietly he started to walked towards the exit and then stood to the side of it, obviously waiting for each of them to exit. They did as they were instructed.

The walk back was..awkward... to say the least. Emily, the girl with black hair, once tried to start a bit of small talk:

"What happened to your leg?" She had asked, that was met with no response. Things only truly got interesting when they were nearing the forested area that surrounded the castle grounds. Apparently she truly had meant to escort them all the way off the grounds. However, Edgar saw an opportunity..and he took it. Entering the forest, with Frostbite's back turned to them, Edgar pounced, tackling Frostbite to the ground who cried out in pain as they tumbled to the ground, Edgar pinning Frostbite this time, who struggled against him, but Edgar was holding both his arms against the ground as was using his body to pin the rest of him.

"Edgar!" The two girls both cried out and exclaimed at the same time.

"Sorry about this buddy.." Edgar muttered, before quickly rearing back one arm and delivering a swift and powerful punch to Frostbite's jaw, his head snapped back into ground, knocking him out. Edgar climbed off of him and stood up.

"Edgar!! What are you doing?!" Alicia demanded running over to him. Edgar just cocked his head at her as he lifted Frostbite into a fireman's carry.

"What does it look like? Let's go." Edgar said.

~~~

“Well. His leg is definitely broken.” Alicia said, standing up from where she had been examining said leg.

“Emily? Can you please grab me bandages and a splint?” She asked. Emily nodded and left to go collect the supplies, Edgar, who had been kicked back in a chair with his feet resting on the table, brought his feet down and straightened up.

“What do you think caused it?” He asked.

“I’m not sure, though it’s pretty obvious he hasn’t had any medical attention for it.” Alicia said. Emily came back in around that time with the supplies Alicia had requested.

“Thank you, Emily.” Alicia smiled as she took the supplies.

“No problem.” Emily replied. Alicia sat back down next to the cot that they had laid Frostbite on and got to work, but.. as she tried to set his leg, he bolted upright and in one, expert, move, wrapped both his hands around her neck before she could even react.

“Alicia!” Edgar cried out, falling out of the chair, scrambling to his feet, and rushing over. Alicia was trying to pry his hands off her throat, that wasn’t working, so Edgar quickly hooked his arms through Frostbite’s and pulled back, managing to both pull him off of Alicia, who started gasping for air as soon as he was off, and then effectively restrain him as he struggled to get free.

“Bro! Calm down! You’re gonna hurt yourself ” Edgar snapped at him, as Frostbite thrashed, seemingly uncaring about his leg.

“Let me try something.. Frostbite.” The way Emily said it, commanding and firm, must have stuck a bell because, almost immediately, he froze. Not moving a single muscle.

“Let go of him, Edgar.” Emily directed.

“But-“ Edgar started to protest.

“Do it.” Emily said. Edgar did, he released Frostbite and stood up off the cot. Frostbite slumped into a submissive position, the back of his neck seemingly intentionally exposed to them.

“I’m sorry…” he muttered, voice barely audible, his entire body shaking. Alicia and Edgar were stunned into silence, Emily just seemed sad.

“Buddy— W-We’re not going to hurt you..” Edgar said, worry creeping into his voice.

“I think it’s less he’s scared of you, specifically, but more that’s how he’s been trained to respond.” Emily whispered to the two siblings, Alicia looked like she wanted to murder someone, while simultaneously looking like she’s about to break down. Edgar felt sick to his stomach.

Just what had they done to him?

(If you were curious, here are character references)

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Here are some quick references for characters from my Living Weapon story.

This is Frostbite, the side drawing is for when I do royalty settings. I don’t know if the specific colors on the ribbons actually mean something in real life, I took the overall design from my brother’s Civil Air Patrol blues and came up with my own colors.

This is the friend group.

Red hair is Edgar Wolf

Blonde is Alicia Wolf (siblings)

Black hair is Emily Berry

(I imagine Emily’s voice as Saki Hanajima’s english dub from Fruits Basket 2019, I probably spelled her last name wrong.)

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Day 4: Sensory Deprivation (I tried.)

"A..door? Alicia, we don't have time for that." Edgar said as he came over to her.

"No, you short-sighted dimwit. Look closer." Alicia rolled her eyes at him.

"Alica-" Edgar started, annoyed, but she interrupted him:

"Look. It's more reinforced than the others we've passed, which implies..." she let her sentence die off, hoping he'd catch on and fill in the blank. He didn't. But Emily did!

"That there's something, or maybe, someone, in there that the owner of this place doesn't want getting out." She said.

"Exactly!! So, obviously, that only makes me want to get in, more." Alicia said in a matter of fact tone.

"Aliciaaa..." Edgar groaned into his hands.

"Chop chop!" Alicia said before turning back to examine the door's locking mechanism.

"Let me." Emily said calmly as she came over to examine the lock. Alicia moved out of the way, and after a minute or so of fiddling, the door slid open.

It was a bare, concrete, room. With a cot in the corner with a threadbare blanket crumpled up on it, another section had a toilet, sink, and small shower. But the most noticeable thing in the room, was the lump of black with tufts of white hair poking out from under a hood, that was huddled in the corner.

"Uhhhhhh— is that a person?" Alicia whispered to her two companions.

"Probably." Edgar hissed back.

[For reference: I can't help but imagine Emily's voice as Saki Hanajima's english dub for Fruits Basket (2019)]

I give up. I'm sorry, I'm stuck on this prompt, I'm getting behind, I just can't. I still need to write today's prompt (Sunburn | Heat Stroke), it's 8:53pm, typically I’m not this tired this early, but, I've been learning to ride a dirtbike for the last couple hours, I have a dance performance I need to be at in the morning, I just can't right now.

I might come back to this prompt and fix it, but for right now, it's this.

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Tags: Hurt OC, trust issues, barbed wire, past abuse, Niel Shader Whump, Original Work, if there are any other tags I need to add let me know.

Also, sorry this is so late!

"Hey, has anyone seen NiNi?" Shane grumbled kind of annoyed.

"I swear, we just got back from a mission and the boy disappears! Would it kill him to spend a little time with the people who saved his life?" Abigail huffed angrily.

"There, there, Abigail. Don't forget: he's only a kid." Connor patted her on the shoulder, but something in his tone suggested he was messing with her, she shrugged his 'comforting' hand off in an irritated gesture.

"Shouldn't we go look for him? He could be in trouble.." Rose fretted, Abigail sighed, clearly giving in.

"You're right. That boy's a magnet for trouble. You boys are coming with us, though. We can't carry him by ourselves." Abigail sighed.

"What??! Why do we have to come?" Shane whined.

"Don't you remember how we first met him??" Abigail snapped back.

"If I remember correctly...he was very light." Connor added in an almost bored tone.

"That's not the point!" Abigail shouted.

"Then what was?" Conner drawled, and, fortunately, before Abigail could snap back, Rose interjected.

"The point is finding him and making sure he's okay!" exclaimed Rose.

"Right, right. Let's go find our runaway, angsty, teenager." Shane sighed, climbing to his feet and ruffling Rose's hair which got a confused little squeak out of her.

"Where do we start?" Abigail asked.

"Did anyone notice him come in?" Conner asked, finally seeming not so bored. There was a silence as everyone thought for a minute, then, without a word, they rushed for the front door, and started hunting around the house, when they finally found him, Connor screamed. High pitched and ear splitting, like a terrified young girl.

"Was that Connor or Rose screaming??" Shane asked, trying hard not to focus on what was in front of him.

"Niel Shader what is happening here??!!" Abigail shrieked, but still somehow semi-holding onto that stern, motherly, demanding, tone.

"I-I-I-" Niel stammered, looking up from where he was seated on the ground, clothes soaked in his own blood. His leg was a mangled mess, tangled up in barbwire. It looked as if he was trying to remove it, but was only making things worse.

"I-It's not as bad as it looks! I'm fine." Niel blurted out.

"Are you sure about that, dude? 'Cause from where I'm standing.....it looks pretty bad." Shane said, stepping forward to try and help him, but,  to his surprise, Niel leaned over it, almost as if trying to..protect it? Despite the fact it was probably putting him in more pain, potentially jostling the wound and possibly having that barbed wire cut in more places.

"I said it's fine." Niel mumbled, which..wasn't very convincing..as you could hear the pain in his voice. And his leg and blood soaked clothes spoke for themselves quite clearly that it was not, indeed, fine.

"NiNi-" Shane started, but Niel cut him off with a firm and angry: "Niel."

Shane sighed, but decided not to provoke him right now.

"Niel, it's okay. Let us help." Shane tried to coax him, realizing now that Niel seemed almost...scared..of them. Which would be ridiculous to think as they had done nothing but try to help him, but Shane had seen a lot in 21 years. Okay, to be fair, not a lot when he was a literal baby, but you know, around 7-8 years old, he was finally able to properly understand what was going on around him, growing up, he'd seen people who had been hurt by others, scared to trust anyone again, scared to get hurt again...Niel was acting exactly like them.

"I don't need your help." Niel mumbled quietly.

"Fine, you may not need it, but it'll sure make your life easier." Shane said, calmly raising his hands in a surrendering gesture hoping that'd work, before quickly dropping them back to his side upon noticing Niel flinch away.

"Well, I guess fortunately for me, I never seem to be able to take the easy route in life. Leave me alone." Niel huffed mirthlessly.

"Niel....please....let us h-help you.." Rose managed to mumble between sobs. Niel seemed at a lost of what to do, and for a moment, Shane thought he might just let them help.

"How'd you even get back here like that??" Connor asked in disbelief.

"How did we not even notice?" Abigail asked, guilt flooding her words.

"Uhh, because he disappeared halfway through the mission. We didn't see him again 'till now. And, Niel, if you didn't disappear on the regular, we might have been able to notice something was up and help you sooner." Shane tried his best to make it clear he wasn't angry or upset with Niel, just.. sad.

"Leave." Niel whispered, the poor boy sounded like he was about to cry, and if his head wasn't ducked down, he could figure out how accurate that assessment was.

"Enough! I'm getting a First-Aid kit! Niel. Stay there." Abigail huffed before storming off back inside, the door slammed behind her and Niel recoiled even further into himself.

"Abigaillll....." Shane groaned into his hands. "Don't worry Niel, she's just worried." Even Shane knew his words must sound hallow.

By the time Abigail got back she seemed to have calmed herself a little.

"Okay, Niel. Let's see what we're dealing with." She said, setting the First-Aid kit down and plopping herself down next to it. But, before she could even try and start to help him, in a swift movement, he pushed back away from her, (somehow) managed to get to his feet, and stumbled/limped/ran back to where the back door was.

"Niel!" Abigail shouted in alarm.

"What on earth just happened?!" Shane barked, taking after the runaway who was surprisingly fast for someone almost toppling over when they tried to stand up. Connor, speechless with disbelief, just took off after Shane.

When they got to the back door area, the door was open, a small trail of blood leading inside.

"Niel? We're not gonna hurt you." Shane called into the house, there was no response.

~~~

Niel could try and argue that he wasn't scared. That he didn't just turn tail and run like an abused puppy. But....he'd probably be lying to himself. Besides, he wasn't even sure how he managed to clamber back into the vents like this, he just knew he did. And now, he was painstakingly trying to untangle the barbed wire from his mangled leg. Though he barely managed to bite back a scream at some points, maybe. Was he almost certain he was going to pass out at other times? Perhaps. Did he manage to get the job done without revealing his position too much? Hopefully. Now the fun part. Niel look forlornly over to the First-Aid kit he kept up here... Time to bandage the wound. With a soft, quiet, groan, he started rifling through it for the gauze.

[FLASHBACK]

"Useless scum! How are you supposed to be helpful if you can't even get through a 'sparring' match without crumpling to the ground." Zack sneered as he punctuated his words with a kick to Shader's most definitely broken ribs. Shader let out a cry of pain and Zack just made a disgusted face. Shader tried to curl further in on himself, only to softly whimper realizing that hurt even more.

"You'll never truly belong here. You're just my dad's plaything. Something to toss aside once it becomes boring. Realize that." Zack finished off with another kick for good measure before stalking off, leaving Shader on the ground.

[END FLASHBACK]

Yeah. Safe to say assassin’s weren’t the most caring people Niel thought dryly as he examined his handiwork, not the cleanest job in the world, but it'd do it's job just fine. He sighed and leaned against the wall of the vent, he was exhausted.

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Don’t you love it when you’re making a friend group for a story, you have two solid characters, but you want one more, so you give one of them a sibling… and they look NOTHING alike, but, you have zero problem with that and just kinda end up laughing at it?

Meet Edgard (red haired boy) and Alicia (blonde girl) Wolf! The siblings in the friend group of a guy who got kidnapped and turned into a living weapon whumpee!

We’ll put it this way: Edgard takes after his mom in hair+eye color, and Lucia takes after her dad in hair+eye color, but they both have their dad’s fiery and protective personality.

Also yes, this art is almost most definitely AI generated, I jumped on Pinterest searched “[hair color] Anime [boy/girl]” so I could get an idea of what I want my characters to look like..

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Here it comes!

Ya'know how a lot of people around September and October are excited about fall, pumpkin spice, cute decorations, the pretty leaves, etc. Nahh, I'm over here like: YEAH!! Let's torture people!!!!! WOOOHOOOO!!!

Well... more like, let's torture my favorite characters..

No, though, seriously, it's perfectly fine to be excited for or like other fall things, I'm not saying it's not, I like a lot of that stuff, I'm just really excited to do Whumptober:)

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Was today-years old when I found out you could change the height on these boots in “Dress to Impress” on Roblox, this is going to be very helpful.

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It’s hard to stay calm when you’re terrified, helpless, alone, at the mercy of men with no mercy at all. Who could know that better than me?

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Can you feel my excitement? I want to write this so badly!!

"As his watering eyes adjusted to the brightness he recognized Glokta sitting opposite him and his face suddenly filled with hope. A sadly, sadly misplaced hope."

Now, originally, this is quoted from "The Blade Itself" by Joe Abercrombie, but it really makes me think of a good ol', conditioned whumpee, friends to enemies. Ya'know, someone from a friend group is kidnapped and conditioned into their perfect weapon, and then run into the friends again, be it a mission or by coincidence, and they recognize him..but he doesn't. Sooo....things happen. And maybe this could be a time similar, where their friend's eyes fill with hope upon seeing their friend as the only one in the room after being kidnapped, but that hope slowly (or quickly) dissolves into horror as they realize, that something, is horribly wrong. 😀 

Bonus props if their old friend tortures them!!!!!!!!! I mean, can you imagine the emotional horror and scars that would leave for likely all the rest of their life???? Your best friend, torturing you for information. Information on the rebel group he was apart of?? 

*CROWS WITH HAPPINESS*

AHH!! Love it!!!

ALSOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

"There was a sharp knock at the door. Rew's face jerked up, filled with hope again. Not now, dang it!" 

Oooohhhh buddy. This just keeps gettin' better and better! I can see it now!!! A RESCUE MISSION!!! The cocky "Lance" of the group knocking on the door before coming in any ways just as the conditioned friend is getting up with a snarl on their face to see who is interrupting his interrogation of the other friend, only to see the WHOLE  team BURST through that door, and then watch as all the friends faces morph from that victorious "We're here to save you!!!!!" to " " "[Whumpee]...?" The one who whispers it's voice, soft, baited, hardly daring to breathe, to hope.. as the Whumpee simply snarls, asks who they think they are and who one earth "[Whumpee]" is (aka, THEY DON'T RECOGNIZE THEIR OWN NAME!!!!!! THEY'VE BEEN GIVEN A NEW ONE!!!) aand proceeds to order a guard inside the room to remove them and teach them their place.

YES. YES. YES. YES.

MUST WRITE!!

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Don’t you just love the mountains? Rode around it on four-wheelers with my brother and dad for almost 3 hours, I think it was

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The City (Rose & Connor)

Rose: I need to give you some stitches so.. please just close your eyes! Connor: Y..Yeah... I think I'm gonna pass out instead" *Connor proceeds to topple to the ground* *Rose Cringes* Rose: Or.. that works too..

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