#creepypasta writing blog

[jgmartin]

me writing villains: 100 pages of backstory, badass name, dope aesthetic, mysterious motives, every quote is a fckn mic drop

me writing heroes: nice guy, tries hard

[scary-lasagna]

Scp 096 (established relationship) where the scp researchers found that if someone sees his photo and comes running at them, if they put a photo of reader (another researcher) in front of their face, 096 gets confused and doesn’t kill them, and so reader can come in and take 096 back to his room?

SCP - 096 “Shy Guy”

It was sabotage, no- attempted murder.

The researchers had no clue it was your face in the file, these precious little interns didn’t even look over the contents before slapping them into a D-class’ arms and sending them into a testing chamber.

It was supposed to be the second unknowing D-class, on the other side of the testing room in a 2x2, 14” thick, lead box.

A simple study of how fast 096 could rip it into shreds, allowing more intel for breach shelter doors if it ever escapes again.

(That was a mess, and ironically how you two met, being the only one who knew how to handle him properly.)

The pressure sensors on the floor never moved, only shifted awkwardly. No crying. No screaming.

And somehow the silence was more terrifying than the outburst he should be having.

One of the head researchers called the D-Class back in, and the file is examined. Not too much later, you’re called into the observation room.

Much to your dismay, it seemed someone tried to killed you rather unceremoniously while also endangering the lives of so many others.

And being the lead researcher over 096, as well as his self-proclaimed “BFF”, you were able to waltz in and give him a gentle pat on the back, comforting his confused state.

You lovingly secured the bag over his head, the only thing that gives him the maximum comfort and relief, and stood him on the ‘X’ marked on the floor, all set and ready for the MTF to transport him back to containment.

[crxshed-skxlls]

— ❝ Ethereal Sickness

Slenderman x M!Reader

Word count: 2K+

Plot: You are a private supernatural investigator, working under the whims for any haunting experiences your way. You soon get lost in the forest, and It wasn't long before you realize you are not the only one in this place..

NSFW tags: Dubcon, Prey/Predator themes, exhibistionism, Tentacles, Monster Fucker, Sadomasochism, blood play, power imbalance, degradation, rough sex

You had a sick feeling ever since you came here. Your eyes scan the forest interior with a small reluctance. Some people reported in your emails of a potenially supernatural experience, and you were intrigued. Your mind was always captivated by the macabre and mysterious. You had a weird fascination ever since the playful stories of Bloody Mary and Charlie Charlie. You take a deep breath, inhaling the thick air of the forest as you sigh. You take a couple more steps in the woodlands, hearing the faint crushing sound of leaves and twigs under your shoes. You carry a small camera, just in case there were any spirits to capture. You pause as you hear a twig snap behind you -- whipping around only to see.. Nothing but a small squirrel scurry up a tree. You sigh in somewhat relief. You're admittedly a little nervous, anticipating any strange encounter that may lurk around the corners.

Though, you assume your thoughts to be your subconscious toying with you. You sigh and turn back around, walking deeper in the murky terrain. Undoubtedly this forest was pretty, but a subtle hint of unease settled inside. The fogged, moist atmosphere made things a bit blurry for you to see. The dark, lush flora meshed with the paranoid thoughts of someone lurking around. You are soon snapped into reality again as you see a strange sight. Your eyes widen in intrigue as you notice a weird page in the distance, hanging a few muddled feet from a rotting tree. You start to move by yourself, curiously wandering to the strange picture. It depicted a strange drawing with symbols you couldn't recognize, seemingly created with dirtied charcoal. You delicately take the page from the tree, carefully examining it. However, you accidentally smudge some of the charcoal. It left a black residue. Weird. This picture seemed to be fresh.

You collect the page as evidence, looking around to see if you can find anymore near. It was only then you hear another subtle sound of leaves crunching – making you dart to the general direction. This time, there was nothing there. Your heart starts to drop as you feel a sense of dread and paranoia. You quickly start walking in a different direction, only to see another page faintly in the distance. You felt as if eyes lingered over you, but maybe you were just being paranoid. Sometimes chills are a good thing, it means your doing something right at least. You could practically feel the paranormal air thicken as you go on to the other page. This one seemed much older in quality, only a big symbol in the middle with an eerie note; You feel a knot nervously bubble in your stomach as you read the scribbled writing. The phrase stated,

HE IS ALWAYS WATCHING

You pondered curiously. Whom might "he" be? You quickly collect yourself as you soon see something in the corner of your eye– a startling figure. You turn your head, only to find nothing there. This was strange. Not once did you ever feel such unsure paranoia. Irrational thoughts caved into your consciousness as you take the second page with a lump in your throat. Despite your paranoia and irrational behavior, you chalk it up to your nerves. Something that something in the distance was amused by. Amused, and out of sight, lies an ancient entity. He went by many names, by many legends. However, he coined "Slenderman" more infamously. He had been watching for a bit now, observing your odd behavior with a predatory gaze. As if a tiger stalking down its prey in a well forested area. Slender pleasantly toys with you, practically ogling your irrational reactions.

 He had seen many mortals before; humans carelessly roughhousing his domain. He growled quietly at the thought of those leeches.. However, you were intriguing. You captivated him with the delicate ways you would handle your surroundings, how quick it was for you to shudder and shiver with nervousness. As much as he was known for his careless nature towards humans, you had certainly caught the wrong eyes. Meanwhile, you were still wandering in what felt like a conflicting trance. Both your mind and body telling you that you must go; flee… However you were lost in the mysteries and captivated by the pages. There was a sick feeling in your stomach; nausea kicks in as you feel a presence linger in the air. You spin around – your heart skipping a beat as you see a tall figure. You quickly start to flee, running as fast as you can as your adrenaline causing you to beeline to the opposite direction. What a lovely look for you to an eyes of a prowling creature.

The air becomes more thick and cold as you dart through trees, hoping to get it off your trail. Whatever it was it was not human, and it definitely seemed unfriendly. Slender catches to your pace as he patiently watches you crumble physically. You aren't too athletic or anything, but your body told you to keep going. You had scattered the pages behind you somehow during the irrational running, but you didn't look back. You kept going until you hit a rock, stumbling down a harsh steep hill. As you tunbled, you can feel the scrapes and gashes unwantedly scrape your body – only to fall a couple inches from a tree. You let out a whimper as you catch your breath, sitting upright only to be met with the being in question. You didn't want to admit it, but you were weirdly enraptured by the way he gazed at you. You were scared – no, terrified.. Though something about the way he stood so grand in front of you made you flushed. You take a shaky breath as the figure grew near.

" What might we have here… "

You gasped, surprised at the low voice that rang in your ears. You look on curiously as his voice teased. Slender looks down in a confused but curious glance as you shiver and tremble on the ground. You watch as his black, slender tendrils slide out of his back. You gulp nervously as you try moving back, only for Slender to swiftly smacks you to the tree. You yelp painfully as he pins you to the tree, your eyes betraying your focus as you watch Slender leans in closely.

" Wh– What do you want fr- from me?  "

You croak out as Slender's skeletal hands ghost around your abdomen. Even without eyes, Slender was observant to your fear. He drank the look of terror from your face, the bloodied gash along your cheek made his grip tighter on you. It wasn't long until you watch as Slender's facial skin moves. You gasp, horrified as you watch Slender's skin tear and crack. It showed Slender's mouth, sharp teeth and a long black tongue with ripped pale skin.

" I want you to be a good meal for me. "

" W- wait !! "

You shriek and squirm as he moves down to your neck, feeling his mouth open wide. A different tendril floods your mouth, unexpectedly choking you. You squeezed your eyes shut, expecting the ethereal being to take a good chomp of you… But he doesn't. Instead, you feel the slimy, wet sensations as his tongue laps at your neck. You gag on his tendril, letting out a small moan as the stinging feeling of your wounds is lapped up by his sickly black tongue. He pulls away for a moment, taking in the delicious iron taste in his mouth of your open wounds. He stalks your body in a way that feels possessive, territorial. You feel yourself trickle another moan on the soft tendril as the man lifted your shirt, cold air hitting you as he wanders. You were unsure of this, at least with the delirious and disoriented state you were in. 

The tendril in your mouth soon pops out with a slick pop – allowing you to gasp. You dont dare to utter any words though, trembling as you watch Slender tenderly lick your abdomen. You let out a moan as he licks up, trailing to your chest. You try to squirm away, but he has you firm to the tree. He sighs abruptly, his warm breath causing you to whimper out. It was only then you gasped, feeling something slick paw at your crotch. You attempt to wiggle out again as your breath hitches, looking at Slender with worry –

" Wait – Wait please I don't know if I can – "

You beg and plead through breathy moans and shaky replies, Slender growling in a guttural tone. He creepily smiles as he watches tears prick your eyes, licking his lips. You couldn't help but feel yourself throb as you see your own blood plastered sickly on his "lips". He soon claws away your dirtied shirt with a swift rip, causing you to land your head back to the tree in a shiver. The mix of unpleasant cold and dirty pleasure had you reeling. For what it is though, you didn't expect such a beast to be almost gentle with you – and you have backtracked that statement as he rips your pants away. You shriek out with a gasp, your face flushing redder as you look away from Slender. The tendriled being laughs coldly, his tentacle palming at your throbbing erection.

" You really are a sick meal, are you? Such a mortal like yourself would keep struggling– but your different. "

He hisses with a predatory gaze. The degrading made you whimper, only before crying out as he bites your tender flesh on your shoulder. You yell in a weird mix of pain and pleasure, the sweet twinge of agony as he laps up more of your blood. You feel the man's tendril pull down your boxers, leaving you bare naked. Your cock springs out shamefully, precum laced at the tip. Slender giggles in almost amusement. His big hands trailing down your tendered waist. You lay your head in embarrassment, weakly kicking your legs in protest. Slender's tendril swirls around your dick, tracing the peculiar veins that popped out. You shamefully groan, letting your head fall back more as you marched. Slender hisses in delight.

" Wow, so shameful to moan for such a monster. What do you think others would think seeing you like this, hm? "

Slender taunted, grunting as he unzips his pants. What came next was something indescribable; almost unbelievable. Your eyes widen at Slender's huge penis. It wasn't like any other humans though– it was a thick, black tendril with a slick feel. As his other tendril leaves your cock, he let's his penis slide against yours. You both let out a moan, one more surprised than the other. He was several inches bigger than you, and you were average to say the least. You shiver out a moan as he bucked his hips into yours, the slimy texture of his dick lubricating yours. You moan again before letting out a breathy gasp as Slender's hands raise your legs. You were folded between the being and a tree, tears spilling out of your muddy face as you watch helplessly. Your eyes widen at such a suggestion, shaking your head.

" N- no way! That's not going to fit in me! "

You cry out, watching as he examines your cute little hole. It was already laced with some of your own precum, watching as you clench to nothing was both arousing and amusing to the man. He looks at the mess he made, aiming his slick dick to your hole. You begged more, pleaded even. He teased your ass with the tip of his cock, swirling around your entrance. You moan at the unusual feeling, panting slightly as your dick twitched between you two. Slender leans to your bloodied, bitten shoulder to lick the gashes he marked onto you. You hiss in pain, wincing at the twinges of pleasure it brought you. Your stomach knotted up as it pulled more heat, becoming almost unbearable. Slender noticed this, even as your cock twitched. You both knew what was coming as he laughed darkly.

" Already coming, are we? Such a shame. It hasn't even got to the fun parts yet.. "

Fun parts? You shiver from what he staged. You were already becoming undone, and he still had more plans? Your thoughts are soon interrupted by a harsh force and a painful twinge. Slender had finally slipped his dick into you, bottoming in one strong move. You leans your head forward, biting into the man's clothes shoulder with a scream. The mixed pain and pleasure had got you to spill out – coming onto your abdomen and chest as you heaved and moaned in the being's shoulder. He grunts at the twinge of pain, his dick slick as he moves inside of you. He grunts as he pulls halfway out before plunging back into you. You arch your back as you moaned out, feeling Slender set a ridiculous pace. His quiet but guttural moans rang in your ears as he rips inside of you. It was only then you had completely lost yourself when you felt him curl into your prostate. You whimper and moan out shamelessly as you put your hands on Slender's shoulders to stable yourself.

" Mm - More! God, more sir– "

Your meek voice sent Slender into a predatory growl, slamming into your prostate as he draws more of your noises out. You could only feel a flood of pain from the ache of the tree scraping your back, your bitten shoulder, and some other injurgies. However, pleasure flushed your body as you come for a second time. Your cum lands on his suit as he slams into your ass. You let out more "sirs" and "pleases" in the air.

" Awwh you – Haah – foolish being.. Such a slut you became, darling."

The petname and moans he let's out sends you overboard. You feel twinges of overstimulation kick in as you lay almost limp in the being's grasp. He lays his head to the tree holding you, letting out more moans as his hips sputter into you.

" Please – no more!-- haah– cant– "

" Yes you can. You will take what I give you– "

Slender interrupts your pleas as he grips the soft flesh of your thighs, sinking his teeth back into your shoulder as he spurs on one more time. You cry out with a yelp, feeling the twitch inside you before you felt him cover your insides with his sticky ropes. You both pant in silence, only hearing your breath as be pulls out of you. Slender moans slightly as he watches his seed spill out of your hole, the mixed of sweat and other bodily fluids clung to you as you pant. You feel exhausted as your body comes down from your high, blinking slowly as you look up at Slender. He looks down as he let's go of you, letting you gently fall to the bottom of the tree. He marvels at his creation, and you look up at him like he was an angel from hell. He was pretty terrifying, but he also looked so hot as he watches the mess he created. 

You were drenched in fluids, and naked. The blood from your shoulder had trickled it's way down to your soft chest. Your nipples perked up from the neglected attention it had. You had mud and gashes that covered you a in spots. You had Slender's seed spill out of you as your cock softened. You were filthy, disgusting, and a mess. Slender gawks at you with a smirk, leaning down towards you. You look at him with half lidded eyes, shakily breathing as you lay limp against the tree. You shiver and tremble with the cold wind as he lays his eyes on you. It wasn't long after he took in such a sight he grabbed you, picking you up with his arms. You don't have any strength to protest, whimpering as he looks at you. Something was definitely different however.. His gaze was softer, and his hold on you was different. Instead of the hard, possessive grip he had, it was replaced with a gentle but firm squeeze.

" You're mine now. You will be mine for as long as you live. Do you understand me? "

You give a weak nod before your eyes start rolling in the back of your head. You pass out right then and there. Your consciousness leaving your body as you lay limp, blissfully ignorant to what you had just endured.

-

You then wake up in your house. You were clothed and covered in the warmth of a blanket. You would be lying if you thought it was all just a dream until you felt it hit. The ache of your body made you grunt as you turn. You noticed something on your nightstand however. It was your camera and a crinkled note. Just like the papers in the forest. You look to see it's one of the ones you had picked up; ALWAYS WATCHING lingering in your head with not fear – but a longing. You sit the page down as you flop back onto your bed, sighing as you plop your face in the soft pillows below. You then drift back off to unconsciousness, the last thing you see is a figure at the corner of your eye as you peacefully pass out.

[ruexvn]

𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

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"𝚑-𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?.. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜?"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛.

"𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢...𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚋𝚞𝚝' 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

"𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊-𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖-𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚊-𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.."

"𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢?..."

"𝚏𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚝? 𝚢𝚎𝚊-"

"𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝!!"

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚏��𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎! 𝚃𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙿.𝙴 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝.

"𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢?"

"𝚙-𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.. 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏! 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏!"

"𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚓𝚞-"

"𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞.. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎...𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎! 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎!"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚡: 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜, 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 '𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎' 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚢 '𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

𝙾𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"𝚘-𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜?...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜"

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝚗𝚘? 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚌𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢... 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒-𝚒.. 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕..𝚝-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."

𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚑?...𝚖𝚖𝚔...𝚒𝚖 𝚓-𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝-𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏"

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍.

"𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢..𝚒 𝚛𝚎..𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚖... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢..𝚠-𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.."

𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜? 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜? 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜; 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 '𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝.

"𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚛-"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜..𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜.

𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘. 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜.

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕

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[reiketsunomizunomegami]

Creepypasta React to their s/o's First Kill

Warning: Implied Blood, gore scenes

Feat: Jeff, EJ, Slenderman, Offenderman, and Splendorman

Jeff The killer

-He'll be so Happy when you do it like Yeah! That's my Girl!

-After that Jeff will Scoop you into his Arms and Spin you around happily “I'm so Proud of you Doll! You did so great!”

Eyesless Jack

-Like Jeff, This Boy will be so proud and happy for you

-And after That EJ Will Even Share you his Favourite Food which is the Kidneys that he takes from his helpless Victims

Slenderman

-This Man will be so so Proud of you and even throw you a celebration party

-Slender will Pick you and Kiss your Temple “You did so Great Dear.. I'm so proud of you”

Offenderman

-The Smug one and tries to show you off to everyone

-after your First kill, expect tjis guy to take you home to give you your Reward;-) “You did so great Babe so let me Reward you something when we get home”

Splendorman

-Ohh sorry to tell this But Splendorman will be shocked if you do that

-He will even cry and Kinda Scared of you because We know that splendorman was a very kindhearted Pasta

[deathbyfalldamage]

am i a lil bugger?

"If that's what you want to be, then sure."

[the-arcade-doctor]

[[ STOP KOSA ]]

[[ RULES ]]

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Some context: Text Doctors are a collection of Tumblr-based RP blogs featuring plague doctors made out of ASCII symbols with their own unique lore, they're mostly variants of the first one to don the title, Doctor Screech, a eldritch monster who hails from the abyss and landed in a world of violet occupied by walking fungal-infected-corpses and other such nasties.

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ENTRY #1: THE DENIZENS J:\\ THE MAKER \\\\

>> Jay. a 5’8, 17 (now 18) year old boy (when he feels like) with tan skin, wearing a black hoodie with a green “87” on it, grey sweatpants, and black shoes, under his hood lies a led visor displaying green animated eyes. He runs an arcade, overseen by a plague doctor suit made out of keyboard symbols, it has a parasitic relationship with his soul that enhances his ego. he runs an arcade as a front to gain more power to cut the strings of fate the gods have cast upon him.

[ jay speaks like this. ]

Jay, he found his way into a mysterious world occupied by a lone plague doctor, a beast who wore a mask of violet, the first ever "text doctor", at least, that's what he called himself, the plague doctor made out of... ASCII symbols? His name was Screech (@the-text-doctor), they got to know each other, the beast was wiser, older, had a family and most of all? POWER. Jay eventually stumbled onto a stray portal, and found a dimension with a lone arcade in it. It was empty, abandoned. It was quiet at first. Then the trials began with new technology Jay founded. His suit. A green, distorted form of the plague doctor made of symbols he met from days before. it was a beast forever crying emerald tears.. It took over the dimension. Slowly at first, but then rapidly, the floors turned black, the walls turned a dark shade of green, the arcade grew, seemingly floating. It was all falling into place. J:\\ THE SUIT \\\\ A green plague doctor made out of ASCII symbols, slashes make up his limbs and torso, and tear streaks fall down his mask. His left arm is corrupted heavily, with claws made of black triangles. He also has one corrupted wing made out of corrupted textures and glitch artifacts, on his chest lies a dark green mantle with two mirroring "J"s. His belt is made of square brackets and equal signs. This suit was made a host of the place it is now known for, but also to fight, and fight it does, it would be unwise to pick a fight with it in it's unnatural habitat.

thanks to @just-hyper-active for jotette's neck fluff [ J:\\ JOTA SPEAKS LIKE THIS. ] [ ♀J:\\ JOTETTE SPEAKS LIKE THIS. ]

The suit, when worn, made him agitated, angry, violent, egotistical, envious, and any other sense of the words, so much so that it took over his very soul, encasing it in a green hue, and wings, ever since, everyone wanted that exotic, digitized soul for themselves. The Jotette side grade makes Jay feels as if he's the prettiest thing on two legs, still as pyschopathic.

It was perfect for what he needed. He's been researching other worlds for a while, so they were next, but until then? He needed somewhere to cover up his research... the arcade would do just fine. He'd get to lounge around all day, and work on gaining more strength by night. Eventually, he opened the arcade, and attracted quite a crowd. He didn't feel much for them, just lambs to the slaughter, he thought. but eventually he grew fond of some of his visitors, some he loved seeing, some less so. his power grew... but he needed more. He eventually found other worlds, more creatures like his suit, “text doctors” as he calls them, more forms to take, more things to assimilate into his growing matrix of code and hate. J:\\ THE LESSER GODS \\\ In the world of digital evils known only by "EXEs", there lie creatures who couldn't get their hands on the vessels everybody knows them for, Sonic, Mario, Pac-Man, the like. These creatures have been festering inside unknown and uncared for video games, i.e one-off titles or edutainment games. They all think the ranks of Sonic.EXE have it too easy since they have more recognizable vessels, so they've decided to form in gangs of sorts, Jay has felt pity for them, and built a refuge for some of them called Circuitboard City. ENTRY #2: THE DIMENSION, THE BOARDER BETWEEN THE PHYSICAL AND DIGITAL REALMS

J:\\ OUTSIDE \\\\ A vast, black expanse, adorned with grid-patterned green lines and shrouded mountains that conceal Circuitboard City. Green floating stairs serve as the arcade entrance, the space under the arcade leading to an underground subway entry point for access to Circuitboard City.

J:\\ SUBWAY \\\\ The Subway, a dark green and somewhat dirty underground passage, links the arcade to the wonders of Circuitboard City, some Lesser Gods have taken refuge here as opposed to Circuitboard City.

J:\\ CIRCUITBOARD CITY \\\\

helped by @just-hyper-active The cyber-city sprawls beyond the mountains, initially visible like a distant skybox. However, the true nature of this place is revealed when you journey there through the Subway, unlocking Circuitboard City in it's fullest. Jay shelters Lesser Gods amidst the skyscrapers, surrounded by advertisements for JOTA's Arcade.

J:\\ ARCADE INTERIOR \\\\ Inside the arcade, a surreal extension of JOTA's twisted yet whimsical persona unfolds with moving wall patterns and nonsensical floors. Rows of cabinets, a prize corner, and a maintenance room entrance mark the journey. As one ascends towards JOTA's office, the rooms defy Euclidean logic, with unconventional door placements, and other such glitchy mishaps.

J:\\ HALLWAY \\\\ A simple hallway stretching to both the left and right of the office. J:\\ MYSTICS ROOM \\\\ A room where Jay's been studying various deities and other such creatures, such as Zalgo, Screech, and more. This room is to the left of the office hallway.

J:\\ JOTA'S OFFICE \\\\ JOTA's office, a dark green room adorned with silver accents. A faux bird rug lies in the center, and a dark green desk bears a lunatic's scribbles. Nearby stands a simple polygon statue of a pixelated emerald-textured plague doctor. Wall sketches depict a green heart with expansive wings and stylized plague doctors drawn from simple lines and shapes. Above, a mounted skull with a "GAME OVER - JOTAPHOBIA" plaque completes the room.

J:\\ JAY'S BEDROOM \\\\ Jay's bedroom, features a beanbag bed, the sole Sega Genesis in the arcade ever since a run-in with Sonic.EXE himself, Sonic posters, and invisible ink-laden posters of the other text doctors, the Cade Crew, and Jay himself. The dark green room houses a simple stand with drawers, holding obscure games, and a basic TV. This room is to the right of the office hallway.

J:\\ JOTA'S THRONE \\\\ On the main floor, JOTA's throne, a giant green chair, stands amidst corrupted textures and computer parts, adorned with a "GAME OVER" banner. J:\\ SUIT JUNGLE \\\\ Behind the curtains of the throne room lies the enigmatic Suit Jungle, featuring towering, unreachable arcade cabinets and one of them stands far above the rest, displaying myriad copies of JOTA's suit, glaring at whoever roams by, amid twisted metal trees and digital leaves, static falls like water and error messages are the closest thing to clouds, more copies of the suit are found crawling around, acting as birds, glitching green messages, seemingly written by Jay himself adorn the place's floors and walls.

the voices I have for all of my anons unless said otherwise: https://tts.cyzon.us EXE

Jay first encountered Sonic.EXE, also known as "X," during an event called Incident X. This voidspawn manifested itself as Sonic and attempted to claim Jay's soul. The encounter took place fashionably late at JOTA's arcade, following the Halloween EXE Takeover in 2023. Since then, X has been engaging in periodic battles with Jay's suit.

X derives pleasure from toying with human souls, leaving Jay concerned about how long he can keep the entity amused before facing potential death. In the aftermath of the incident, Jay discovered the existence of other entities similar to X, collectively referred to as The Lesser Gods or The X Underlings.

[uncannyoceanz]

Bloody Painter: “I usually paint things that I like, or the first things that come to mind.” Puppeteer: “Why do you have a bunch of paintings of me in your closet, Helen? Bloody Painter: “Uh…” *Blush* Puppeteer: *Blush* “I like them, they’re nice. Also………You like me…?” *smile* Bloody Painter: “Ummmmmmmmmmmmm hehe…” *nervous little laugh*

[ghostydrawsstuff]

Alright I'm in the mood for some more headcannons! And this time it's about kissing~ hehe

Slenderman:

•He's not really a 'romance' guy, tbh you already have slim chances at survival if you're human, but on the odd chance he does, for whatever reason, gets close with you, he'll take great care of you.

•Kisses with him will be rare, for once since what exactly would you even kiss? But if you're okay with that or him ripping open his skin to reveal his mouth to kiss that he'll do it on special occasions.

•He'll slowly cup your cheeks, giving you more than enough time to pull away or stop him if you so desire. If you don't, he'll pull you as close as possible and press you against his face. If you're okay with his ripped mouth ya will get some of the black blood on you, but he secretly likes seeing how it looks on your skin, smearing it to make it cover more of your beautifull face.

•He tastes like the smell of campfire and the refreshing scent of rain, with a faint taste of cinnamon. It'll make you yearn for more, but he doesn't show his love/affection for you very often, so it's more of a special treat whenever he does.

Splendorman:

•He's very shy and if you want this man to get the hint you will have to tell him. Pretty much any signs go over his head or he'll just take it as a platonic compliment.

•He gives kisses all the time once you're together, whenever he's proud of you or just happy you're willing to spend your time with him. So, you're gonna get little pecks all the time, usually on the cheek, forehead or on the nose (those are his favourite spots).

•Though for more intimate kind of kisses he'll still slip back to his more shy side, he rarely falls inlove with people so he's still not confident and very easily flustered.

•Most of the time when you kiss him he'll wrap his arms around you, so tight it almost hurts, but he just loves you so much and wants to keep you safe! And if you get on top of him while you're smooching him, he'll be putty underneath you and just an absolute blushing mess. A content blushing mess though.

•As one might expect, he tastes sweet, like a chocolate covered strawberry and a lot like energy drinks. You've really tried to convince him to lay off of them, but oh well habits am I right?

Trenderman:

•He's a great kisser in all honesty, even without lips it somehow feels just right. Yet he never really does it frequently. He's a hard worker, sometimes he's just so deep into a project you'd hardly see him at all for a few days, but he will always leave the door to his work room open for you to join him if you so wish.

•One of his favourites way of kissing his a upside down kiss, especially if you're sitting infront of him, leaning your head back and on top of his lap, whenever you do this he just wants to lean down and steal your breath away.

•No matter how often he kisses you, you'll still always be surprised how sweet he tastes, similar to bubblegum, but also faintly flowery, like a botanic garden you just entered. It's nice and it always manages to calm you down after a long stressfull day of your own, like your own little safe space, just in person.

Offenderman:

•Oh boy horny personified! As you might guess he likes kissing you a lot and in pretty much any place. Your shoulder, mouth, hips, hands or personal favourite, neck. He loves teasing you by it, especially if you're more on the shy side of things.

•He likes many different positions, but if you two are actually close he'll make sure to go more after things you're into, but he loves kissing you deeply on the lips, one hand holding your as the other either rests around your waists or teasing you by caressing your body as he explores your mouth with his tongue. He likes being deep inside of you in so many not appropriate ways.

•He's usually on top of you while kissing you, pressing you down against whatever it is you two are laying or sitting on. But occasionally he's more than down for you to take the lead, to sit on his lap and reach up for him or crawl on top of his torso to lean over him. Of course he's not gonna let you do all the work (he'd much rather always give than expect something and not receive) so he'll obviously still tease you until you can't take it anymore.

•Somehow his taste always makes you crave more, it's almost like a drug rushing through your blood. There things that nothing can wash away, so you'll always taste the faint remnants of smoke and blood, but there's always something to sweeten the deal, like dark chocolate making you want to just melt and he's fully aware of it.

[creepedverse]

Changes

The woods had always drawn her in. Even though Dia worked in Detroit her home was in a suburb of it, and a short 20 min ride from her home could take her to beautiful woodsy parks. Dia would come to them at times and sit by the water to clear her mind or gain inspiration for her next project. The woods had always been peaceful to her, to sit and listen to the bird song and water. A superstitious part of her mind always told her to leave as the sun sets and to never stay after dark. Nothing good ever came of being in forest-like areas after dark, and Dia has always been one to listen to her gut.

~~

Dia never really expected much from the small town of Farnbury. She mainly moved there to evade the Detroit police. Not like she ever stopped her killings though, a part of Dia knows she’ll get caught eventually. The red string of her fate tightening around her neck with every life she takes, and the blood on her hands gets stickier than a spider's web as her killings continue. She has resigned herself to the fate of getting caught eventually, but that doesn’t mean she’ll go down easily. Hiding and covering her tracks, she’ll get rid of as many people that ruin the world as she can. Even if they’re people she once thought of as friends.

[3ha3ha3ha--to-the-right]

This might be a few years too late…. Are there still roleplay blog communities here on tumblr? Roleplayers that make blogs for their characters? That Roleplay together?

There used to be rp blogs for everything under the sun, and I remember characters from all kinda different universes interacting with each other.

I used to run a handful of blogs when I was younger, and I think it’s a sure long shot that I’d find anyone I used to roleplay with 8+ years later (when everyone’s blogs are abandoned or deleted, or they’ve moved from tumblr surely, or the roleplay scene altogether) but I’d love to reignite a sort of spark I had for it?

Here’s some blogs I used to run, if just by happenstance anyone recognizes me!

@ayyyeyelessjack @missymanglexoxo @girgarbagebot @tentaclesquib-blog

I really just want to start a dialogue with someone about tumblr roleplay and their experiences with it, is it very active? What’s it like now? Would anyone be interested in talking about our experiences in roleplay?

[scary-lasagna]

Creeps playing FNAF

What's a FNAF?

Slender

Splendor

Jane

Zalgo

Kagekao

How do I move?

Slender

Tim

Hoodie

Very aggressive toward every character they see

Jeff

Clockwork

Kate

Sally

Completely focused on doing the camera combo

Ben

Liu

Hobo Heart

Steve

Lost Silver

Vluto energy

Jeff

Offender

Toby

Just keeps talking about how the game is bad when they lose

Jeff

Nina

Sally

Casual Player

Puppeteer

Kate

Brian

Knows the ENTIRE lore and never shuts up about it/veteran

Sally

Toby

Jeff

Ben

Jason

Just plays it for the hype/someone made them

Helen

Laughing Jack (although he's a fan of sister location and Pizza-Sim)

Splendor

Eyeless Jack

Trender

Masky

Dark Link

[nathantheauthor]

Question: do you have an rp blog?

I have two of them, actually. For the longest time I've used RP as a tool to figure out how I want to write characters. It's a great way to get personalities down and figure out just what you want to do with the character to prep for actually writing them in the story setting.

@ripperincorpated has a bit more to it and @mike-penance is in the setup phase.

Can't say I'm doing too much with them currently, and part of that is just because it's been a busy week and work has been kicking my ass.

[ruexvn]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚎

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𝚁𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜. 𝚅𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚜, 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜.

𝘓𝑜𝑔 𝘋𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝘹-𝘹𝘹-𝘹𝘹𝘹𝘹

𝘛𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝘣𝘫𝑒𝘤𝑡 1-𝘈: 𝘈𝑟𝘮𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑡𝘤𝘩𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝘤𝘩𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝘯𝑑 𝘭𝑒𝑔𝑠 𝘣𝑟𝑜𝘬𝑒𝘯 𝑎𝘯𝑑 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝘤𝘩𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝘭𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑡. 𝘎𝑜𝑎𝘭 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝘮𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝘩𝑎𝘷𝑒 𝘣𝑒𝑒𝘯 𝑡𝑜 𝘤𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎 𝘩𝑢𝘮𝑎𝘯 𝑑𝑜𝑔

*10 𝘈𝑡𝑡𝑎𝘤𝘩𝘮𝑒𝘯𝑡𝑠*

𝘓𝑜𝑔 𝘋𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝘹𝘹-𝘹-𝘹𝘹𝘹𝘹

𝘛𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝘣𝘫𝑒𝘤𝑡 3-𝘑: 𝘓𝑒𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝘯𝑑 𝘈𝑟𝘮𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝘤𝑡𝘭𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑎𝘤𝘩𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝘮 𝘣𝑜𝑑𝑦, 𝘭𝑒𝑎𝘷𝑖𝘯𝑔 𝑜𝘯𝘭𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑜 𝑎𝘯𝑑 𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑑

*8 𝘈𝑡𝑡𝑎𝘤𝘩𝘮𝑒𝘯𝑡𝑠*

𝘓𝑜𝑔 𝘋𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝘹-𝘹-𝘹𝘹𝘹𝘹

𝘛𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝘣𝘫𝑒𝘤𝑡 8-𝘍: 𝘣𝑜𝑡𝘩 𝘬𝑖𝑑𝘯𝑒𝑦𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝘮𝑜𝘷𝑒𝑑. 𝘓𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝘯𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝘯𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝘮𝑜𝘷𝑒𝑑. 𝘙𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑎𝘯𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝘯𝑔𝑒𝑑

*12 𝘈𝑡𝑡𝑎𝘤𝘩𝘮𝑒𝘯𝑡𝑠*

"𝙶𝚘𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚢𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝙿𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔. 𝙰 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛. 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-......𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝?

𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎

"𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚢/𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚑..𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏𝚏?"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎.

"𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝..𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚝...", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍.

"𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢"

"𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍..𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗... 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝"

"𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗"

"𝚒𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛."

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝙰 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗���𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏.

"𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚝."

𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝?, 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛.

"𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎....", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎

"𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚎", 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍

𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜

"𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚞𝚙"

"𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎."

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕?...𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜? 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎

𝘒𝘯𝑜𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘯𝑜𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘯𝑜𝘤𝘬

"𝚁𝚄𝙽 𝚈/𝙽" 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐...𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎

"𝙸 𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳 𝙾𝙵𝙵𝙸𝙲𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚆. 𝙸𝚃 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙳 𝚄𝚂 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸 𝚁𝙴𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝙸𝚃𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶. 𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙰𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝚁𝙾𝚈 𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝙽 𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽"

𝚁𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍, 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝; 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙾𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

"𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜... 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡~"

𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔. 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎. 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚗.

"𝚘𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕....𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎...", 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍.

𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚎.

"𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚑.....𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚔?.... 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝...."

𝙷𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐

"𝚠-𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞..𝚗𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚠𝚑𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚖𝚎"

𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚕𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢.

"𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗", 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜. 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍.

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