#lettertale lore

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Guys lore drop!!!

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[TAPE RECORDING STARTING...] The Nekane Condition, quite a interesting one. It's a condition that causes the person who holds it to be unable to feel or understand most emotions. They can feel lust, confusion, and boredom. Other emotions are felt unclearly. It's inaccurate to say they are emotionless, as they feel every emotion... it's just weak. It seems to be purely genetic and cannot be cured

According to our files, there's quite a few people in this city with the Nekane Condition or have family members with it... hmm 1. Henry Stickmin, ancestors had this condition but not him 2. Ana "Loser" Glorica, parents have this condition but not her 3. Aaron Greyson, related to people with this condition but not him 4. Will Greyson, seems to have a weaker version of this condition 5. Gabriel Greyson, seems to have this condition 6. Mr. Greyson, seems to have this condition 7. Dave Panpa, ancestors had this condition but not him 8. Bruno Izzy Orange, ancestors had this condition but not her 9. Morena Elone, parents have this condition but not her 10. G- Oh, this file is damaged 11. Mr. F- So as this one... weird

The Nekane Condition can be bred out by making a carrier of the condition breed with someone without it, though we can't let them have many children. The Greyson family is a perfect example of that, the father had the condition and they had 3 children with someone who doesn't. 2 didn't have the condition but carried it, 1 had a weaker version of the condition. The father eventually cheated and got with someone with the condition, which led to another kid with the condition.

I don't get why the C.C.C doesn't allow us to capture them. They can cause the whole city to have it, and that would be chaotic. We are supposed to contain chaos, not let it continue. After we capture them, we should be allowed to keep them until they die or force them to breed their condition out, so we won't have to deal with this ever again.

People with the Nekane Condition are all stickfigures, and doesn't seem to exist in monsters or humans. They also seem to hide their condition by exaggerating how they feel, or learning by watching others interact. It is unclear how this genetic condition is caused, and it is unknown if the condition can actually be bred out... but I think it can. If it can't... we're doomed. [TAPE RECORDING ENDING...]

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Tw: blood

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Big Sister Guilt...

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Joined a trend <3 (dont mention how I somehow spelt it wrong)

Inspo:

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Just a nice simple blinking test, I'm not so proud of it as it kept crashing

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I Think of You All the Time...

TW: Religious imagery (?), suicide, incorrect amount of melatonin

"Now that you're gone..."

Bruno muttered under her breath as she saw Lexi's corpse just... hanging there up on the ceiling. Lexi's eyes, the same deep blue as the ocean, were now looked as empty as one. Bruno remembered the first time she saw Lexi's corpse, just like the second time, and the third, and the fourth... she even lost count how many times she saw Lexi die. It used to drive her mad, trying to find a way to save the girl she cared about most. Now she just feels empty and hopeless, knowing that every time she tries, she fails.

Bruno just went to the mess she called her room, just to rot there and stop her tears from coming. The white walls were barely white, due to the dust, dirt, and clutter around it making it look different. Trash under the bed, no clothes were in the closet as they were all on the floor. Paper was all over her desk, covering the only thing clean in the room, the photos of her friends. The lights were barely working, blinking constantly. Bruno got on her knees and begins to pray.

"God, if you're there... it's Bruno." She said as her voice started to shake. "Why must you do this? Why can't you just let Lexi live just once? I will even take her place! I deserve the suffering more then she does." Bruno cried out to her walls, despite knowing God will not hear her. "Please, just hear me this once! All powerful God, whenever you are... all Lexi had was suffering, I pushed her away, I caused original pain. It feels like you're intentionally making her suffer on purpose now!" Bruno just let her streams of tears flow down her cheeks.

"What's the point? We both know you aren't going to bother listening... right? Please prove me wrong." Bruno said in a almost whisper. She flopped onto her bed, which let out a loud creak, and grabbed her blanket that was just barely hanging on the bed. She wrapped it around her body, and turned to face her barren wall. She grabbed the bottle of melatonin, which was in between the space of the bed and the wall, and took all the gummies inside. She hummed Lexi's favorite song until the melatonin kicked in and knocked her out.

Bruno expected to wake up in the same blank room that contains the reset button, she does every time she falls asleep. Its so she can reset whenever she wants, which she took advantage of every time Lexi died. She thought this would be the same just like every other time... but she saw something odd.

She saw a weird looking stick guy, something a little kid would draw. The stick figure towered over her, his skin blending into the white blank walls of the strange room. He had three rings of his finger, a ruby ring, a diamond ring, and a emerald ring. He also wore a clean black scarf that looked soft. He also seemed shocked.

"Uh... who are you?" Bruno says, she never saw someone else be in this room, she always by herself. "Henry Stickmin, you?" The strange stickman replied. Bruno stared right into the empty lines she assumed were his eyes, Henry awkwardly stared back. Henry patted his fluff on his mostly bald head then said "What's with the look? Never seen someone like me?" Bruno remained quiet, looking around as if she was gathering the words to say what she wanted. Henry waited patiently, he knew what the look meant and gave her the all the time she needed.

Bruno eventually spoke up. "I wish my best friend would stop killing herself." Henry immediately got shocked, he assumed this girl would be just like him, especially since she looked like a young adult, much younger then he was. He didn't expect someone to already be suffering like this so early. "Oh my god..." Henry muttered "I'm so sorry! I could help... but I'm not sure you would like how I could."

Bruno's eyes lit up as Henry said that, she would do anything for her best friend. She was basically a sister to her. "Tell me! Please... I need to hear it." Bruno yelled out. Henry saw the pain and desperation in Bruno's eyes, and pulled Bruno in for a gentle hug.

Henry softly stated "I can offer a special reset button, one where it does a full reset and combines our worlds. It will completely alter everyone's lives, including your dear friend. However, you'll live through one more reset before this, and there's many concerns about this that even I don't know myself." Bruno quickly agreed to the idea in a heartbeat. She didn't care about the problems a true reset might cause, it was practically her only choice.

Both Henry and Bruno pressed the reset button, unsure whats to come...

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Where the ResetTale Characters are Now!

this was made mostly for fun, there's not much that'd actually important... MOST of it isn't

Reset Lexi: Now just haunting LetterTale, mostly to bother Lexi there

May: A demon who kinda just lost her mind, doesn't remember much of her human life anymore due to how much time has passed

Robert: Just... left in the void

Delilah and Heather: Chilling in Heaven, living life as if they were still alive

Nikki: Redeemed demon, lives as one of the guardians of Desiree

(wait where's Bruno?)

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The Guilt Of Being The Big Sister

TW: Implied child abuse, implied SA, vent in form of dumping onto my OCs

Characters: Nikki Elone, Morena Elone, Tommy Sweet (mentioned)

Nikki was the oldest, she knew the problems of the family first. She always comforted her siblings when they got hurt, she even promised she would protect them and eventually help escape. She promised, and promises weren't supposed to be broken... right?

Nikki walked on a empty sidewalk, during the dark of night. Her skirt was covered in dirt, her fluffy coat feeling as comfortable as getting stuck in sticks, and the off white shirt looking even closer to brown. She was used to the treatment her 'fans' gave her, she's been used to it for a while. Her expression was empty, just like her brain, the only signs of any emotion was her slightly watery eyes and how the messed up makeup makes it look like she was frowning. Just walking endlessly, showing no signs of stopping.

Morena was walking the opposite side of the sidewalk, cheerful as can be. She was in her usual outfit, top hat with a crop top, shorts, and a hoodie wrapped on her waist, all in shades of brown. The dirt was barely visible, though the diamond on her hat was barely even shiny. Her hair looked as if she just woke up, but her eyes tell a different story. She was humming, as if she didn't remember what happened just around a hour back.

When Nikki saw Morena, she didn't even recognize her at first. After all, when Nikki left at 18, that would have only made Morena 14. Morena back then was just a ordinary girl, who always got A's and never felt the need to talk. Morena back then always was trying to leave her house by in investing herself into the stories she read. Books were her home, the only friend and family she wanted, the only friend and family she needed.

This wasn't Morena to her, this was a stranger. The girl she knew bloomed into a woman, but to Nikki she was still that little girl. Despite them being strangers, Nikki still gave a small little wave at Morena as she passed by. Morena waved back, she immediately recognized her sister. Nikki hadn't changed a little bit, still using the same loud yet dumb party girl persona she created so many years ago. She quickly yelled out "Oh hey there sis!" As if they still lived in the same bedroom like they used too.

When Nikki heard that voice, it felt like someone pierced her heart while she wasn't looking. Morena may have grown, but that voice never changed, just the tone. Nikki knew something was wrong, deeply wrong. She thought for a minute this must of been a dream, Morena should be an astronaut, an astronomer, or at least a teacher by now. Not some woman she could confuse for anyone else. Why doesn't Morena shine bright from the crowd? Why does it feel as if they never knew each other, as if they didn't spend all their nights watching the television or talking about their deepest secrets?

She hadn't even realized she wasn't moving anymore until she heard that voice go again, saying "Nikki, what's with the shock?" Nikki felt her eyes not be able to hold it all down anymore. She couldn't fake her way out of this. She just locked in at Morena's eyes, trying to recognize the girl she knew, and not the woman she saw. She guessed she couldn't blame Morena for asking. She shouldn't be so surprised at this sight, after all she ended up the same way.

Nikki was acting like as if she wasn't a little girl before, with hopes and dreams. She acted like she didn't want to be a veterinarian, as she cared more about animals then people. She acted like she didn't dress like a princess, having tea parties with her teddy bears, naming them all and making sure they all got turns on her bed. As if she never had a blanket she loved so much that she couldn't let go, despite it being near impossible to cover her body with.

Of course Morena changed, she grew in the same shitty big house she did. The same house that punished them so the more violent earn the control and power. The house that would make sure there was nothing left for them to grab onto when they hear the loud footsteps and yelling. The house that broke all that went inside, they weren't picky. The house that made it clear it wasn't home.

Morena changed just like Nikki did, they were practically the same... and Nikki felt something come back to her that she thought she moved on from. The pain and suffering that came from not being able to take her siblings with her. The promises she made that she broke by closing that door one last time. Even if she could reverse time, she couldn't change the choice. It wasn't like she was well off enough to afford to give them a home. She could of just ended up killing them instead. She was only just 18 when she walked away and kissed that house goodbye.

Morena stared back at Nikki, she wasn't even mad at her for leaving. She knew the reasons, it wasn't possible. She just didn't expect someone older then her to be this unstable. She was hoping she could be better, even a shimmer, especially from the person who gave her the idea of how to cope. This made her worry, the person she used to look up too hadn't changed at all, which was both comforting for her as it was familiar... and lost as not even her big sister has even slightly recovered.

They walked off eventually, those few minutes feeling like hours for the both of them. Morena going back to her up beat attitude, basically stomping and humming all to herself. While Nikki slumps over and slowly starts to walk and stumble again, feeling as if she just left a fight. She then feels her phone vibrate, letting out a very quiet ring. She told it out, it was her husband Tommy messaging about where she was.

She sighed and just typed "I'm on my way dear, I'll arrive in 5 minutes." She knew she wouldn't arrive in 5 minutes, she wasn't even close, but she thought that maybe if she took her time getting home, Tom could notice the time and just pick her up. She couldn't care that Tommy would most definitely drive carelessly, her legs were in so much pain, her brain was filled in agony. She couldn't walk no more.

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WHAT DOES THE BOW HAVE TO DO W/ THE STORY AND HOW DID LEXI NOT DIE??? (VERY IMPRTANAT)

Well every character in LetterTale has a symbol, Lexi's the bow. The bow may have magical abilities, but that's not because the bow is special but because the person who made it is. Lexi just wears it because she wishes what could of been

Now for the second question, I'm assuming you mean her 18th birthday

Tw for suicide attempt

Lexi's house is two-story. Many think that's a height you can die from, but that's not true. Instead, you would be just have some broken bones. Lexi did have to lay down on the cement after the attempt for a while, but you know... broken bones hurt

If you don't mean her 18th birthday, please specify

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Clawing Out My Eyes

TW: Heavily implied SA, mentioned child abuse, more trauma dumping onto my OCs

Characters: Nikki Elone, Tommy Sweet, Morena Elone (mentioned), Markus Alone (mentioned)

Tommy was waiting very patiently for his lovely wife to come home. However, she was talking much longer then he expected... oh dear, what if someone has taken her? He quickly grabbed the car keys, and ran to his car. He knows how Nikki is, she'll freeze up in danger. He opened the door, turned that car on, and drove as fast as he could. It didn't matter to him that he was most definitely passing the speed limit, his wife was more important.

When he saw Nikki, she was just laying on the sidewalk with her eyes expressing pure emptiness. Tommy sighed, hey at least his wife was alive? He opened the door, and he helped Nikki into his car. He took off Nikki's coat, and cleaned up her face slowly. He makes sure he is being as gentle to Nikki as he could. He then drives both of them home, though he was still somehow speeding despite trying to be slow.

Once they arrived home, Tommy held Nikki's hand to their room. Nikki looked at Tommy's eyes and smile, still upset about what happened but glad to be near what's dear to her. Though she needed some time alone, so she went to the closet. She undressed, and just got distacted from her mirror. She can't handle looking at herself without remembering what keeps happening to her. She itched where she remembers being touched at, almost like she was trying to pull the skin they touched off. She wasn't crying, she was used to the feeling but that didn't mean it didn't hurt.

She then finally got dressed in plain black shorts, and a oversized plain white shirt. She still felt strained and gross, but that wasn't important right now. She took some melatonin, and got out of the closet, flopping onto the bed. Tommy just got in bed with her, but gave Nikki some space. He kinda knew Nikki didn't want affection from him right now, and that's okay with him.

When Nikki fell asleep, the flashbacks wouldn't stop. Why couldn't she have done more? Why must she be like this? Why can't she get proper help? Why must she need help? Questions that bother her but not enough for her to answer them. She tried to distract herself with other memories, like her wedding and the good parts of fame.

However one memory struck out to her. The time she tried to run away with her siblings Morena and Markus. She remembered grabbing their school bags, and dumping everything out and then stuffing it with anything they could find in the kitchen. She then put books in Morena's bag, handheld games for Markus, and family photos for her own bag. They snuck out of the window, and ran until they got too tired to. They were out for days, but then the police found them.

Morena was too scared to share what happened to her, she was still conflicted whether it was right or wrong at the time. Markus knew they wouldn't believe him, nobody would believe a guy... meanwhile Nikki tried her hardest to get help. The cops didn't even try to believe the kids, just sent them back home and claimed that the kids were mad over proper punishment. Of course, when the parents talked to the police, they framed Nikki as a pathological liar and delusional.

Nikki woke up in the middle of the night, only to turn around and see Tom endlessly scrolling on his phone. She slowly reached out to him, so lightly wrapping her arms around him. Tommy put his phone away, and cuddled her back. He gave Nikki a kiss on the forehead, knowing Nikki must be upset if she's doing this so late into the night.

Nikki then whispered softly to Tom "It's crazy to think how normalized abuse is." Tom got confused, he thought abuse wasn't being normalized anymore, he thought it was finally reaching a point where anyone can speak out about it. Nikki then went on "There's a reason I usually look miserable at least once a week. The worst part is I know I'm not the only one, I would be much happier if I knew the suffering was made for me and me alone. I would gladly accept this pain if it meant that nobody else has to face it, but it just isn't the case."

Tommy wish he could understand the words the woman he loved most was saying, but it wasn't very clear to him. He just knew she was in pain, he never bothered to ask because he knew she wasn't in the right state to. He wanted to ask what happened, but he knew she wouldn't answer... she never does. He just hugs tighter, trying his best to listen.

Nikki thought back into her mind, a haunting memory. She remembered when her poor sister Morena found out what was actual love, she tried to swallow the pain, to keep it to herself. However she broke down in the middle of school, yelling out about everyone who was hurting her. About all those adults and kids who decided to touch her. How she couldn't trust her parents, her teachers, or even her best friend as she had at least one in each of their categories use her. And....

Nobody cared.

Not that they didn't believe her, they just didn't care. They just gave her blank stares, laughs, and the adults told her to not disturb the class. She was treated so badly that even when people felt bad for her, she just pushed them away thinking they didn't mean it and were going to hurt her. Morena only trusted her siblings, but even then that trust was slowly breaking as Morena slowly grew a persona and even acted like that persona around them.

It was driving Nikki mad just thinking about it, how Morena got convinced nobody cared about her. How Morena started to willingly get herself into bad situations just because that's all she's used to it. How she stopped wearing glasses, and never got contacts because she thought it would be better if she couldn't see what was happening clearly.

As Nikki thought about it all, she just spoke "Hey, at least I dont got it as bad as others. At least I have you to talk too." Nikki laid on Tommy's chest, softly crying herself to sleep. Tommy just laid there blankly, not sure if he should go to bed after the messages Nikki said. His mind was trying to solve it, but he was still missing quite a but puzzle pieces. Even if there was all the pieces there, he wasn't sure if he even should solve it, he respected the fact Nikki never told him what was happening. Perhaps it's for his and her own good.

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"Something is... wrong. I did everything I did before, so it should work... but it didn't. Why didn't it work... no, oh god no. ADALINE PLEASE, STAY AWAY! DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!"

"I made a terrible mistake, but I don't know what it was. I got the whole list done, but now Adaline has to be... dealt with. I thought she would be a normal girl, like Lexi is, not... whatever that is."

"He swore to me that this would work, but what has he done? Now I got this... this THING in my house! Oh... what will Aaron think of me? I got to get rid of this, or else he will find out everything."

"I threw it out the window, surely it won't bother me anymore... wait, I just remembered what I did wrong. The ritual song, I didn't sing it! Damn it, another waste. Maybe I should stop trying, I almost got caught because of that thing." -L̶̯͙͉͎̂̃̉͛̉͋̓̀̆̊͘͜͝ͅy̴͎͉̲̦̼͓͉̌͐̈́͒̈͑̽́̋̚͝͝͝n̵̨̢̝̜̟̳͚͇̞̹̦͌̑͐͜n̸̤̩̦̮̤̣̣̰̗̹̱̦̏ͅ ̶̝͕̬͒̅̎̽̉̏M̷̨̫̞̥͈͙̭̤̮̳̣̖͐̉̂͐̆͒̅̎̀͝ͅâ̴̙͚͚̙̠̜̠̱̥̅̈́r̶̹̪̥̅͋͋̓ý̷̡̼͕̪͇͂̇̈́̍̂̽̇̂̌́̌̅

"¡ǝɯ pǝʇɐǝɹɔ ǝɥs 'ǝɯ ǝʇɐɥ ɹǝʌǝu plnoʍ ɹǝɥʇoɯ ʎW ¿ʇɥƃᴉɹ ˙˙˙uᴉ ʞɔɐq ǝɯ ʇǝl ll,ǝɥs ʎlǝɹnS ˙ʇǝƃ oʇ ƃuᴉʎɹʇ sɐʍ ǝɥs ƃnq ɐ ǝʞᴉl sɐʍ ǝɹǝɥʇ sdɐɥɹǝԀ ¿ǝʞɐʇsᴉɯ ɐ sɐʍ ʇᴉ ǝqʎɐɯ ˙˙˙ǝɯ pǝʇuɐʍ ǝɥs ʇɥƃnoɥʇ I ¿ʇno ǝɯ ʍoɹɥʇ ǝɥs pᴉp ʎɥM ¿ɥnH" -A̴̧̛̮͓͎̠̬̠̣͉͕̩̟̍́̑̋̾͐ȋ̴̢̛̫̮͔̗͇̩̏́̉̇̔̓̃͐̀̿̊͠k̴̢̛̼͓̈́̄͐̆̑̑͠o̴̡̳̮̤̪͍̝͈̳̭̮̪̩̽̀͜͝ ̵̱͖̘͗̊̀̈́͘͜"̵̱̦̫̣̩̘͚͓̟̭̺͐̃͑̉̒̓̎́̒A̸̘̓͋̿̚͝d̴̢͙̘͚͈̬̤͇̗͉͓̝͒͆̊͗̕̕͘á̶̡̨̡̘̠̯̞̮̳̜͕̙͈̓l̸̡̖͕̤̺͗̇͛̉́̉̒̊̈͘į̶̢̛͓̩̦͖̖̳̱̣̲̹̝͌̊̄͒́͠n̵͈̺͌͋́̾̀̾͋ͅę̵̗͇̟̭̑ ̴͖̰͕͈̞̱̀͆̾̂͗̔̈́͘͝M̶̠̭̣͙̜̱̫̪̠̯̤̞͓͎͆̑̅́̅̏̀a̸̺̙̼̫̣͓̓̀͗̎͐̂ŕ̵̨̺̭͖̬͕̓̾̌̃͋̈́͂̄̂͒̃͘͘ẏ̸̨̡̞̜̳͕̭̼̬̻̮̣̅̏ͅ"̷̛̤͚̹̦̪͖̖͈̹̳̝̦̣̓͗͐̿͗̈́̐́̓͆̕͝ͅ ̷̧̳̝̼̜̰̾̑̎͐̍̔̕̚͜Ǹ̸̨̥̻̣̩̫͉̹̎̇͗ę̷̮̼̺̪̺̫̺̟̣͈̩̼͎̦̊̓̕k̴̢̩͇̳̥͔͎̟̗͚̹̐̆̓͗̄͛̓̋͆̊͌͘ǫ̷̹̗̦̖̣̻͐

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I fucking quit LetterTale lol

Yeah, I'm not joking. I'm not quitting social media tho

TLDR of this post: mental health bad from au, au hard to write, thsc lowkey kinda boring now, I like tf2 now

Long version vv

I love my AU but to be honest, it has been ruining my mental health. I originally made it as a continuation to my AU, ResetTale, back in late 2020. I was in a horrible mental state back then, and it got way worse over the years, which I then expressed using LetterTale characters

However since December, I have been in a much better environment with tons of therapy. I have been doing much better physically, emotionally, and mentally. However everytime I go back to LetterTale, all those miserable thoughts come back due to just... its topics. LetterTale is a fucking upsetting piece, that if I decide to put my full attention on it again it will destroy me. Don't get me wrong, I still like writing dark topics but.... LetterTale is just too much. The edge is basically stabbing me

Besides the topics being upsetting, it has so many rewrites that working on it is exhausting and gives me a headache. So much I have to remember, such a big project for a boy who just started highschool. I don't even understand algebra, how the fuck am I supposed to write such a deep and complex story, especially when I want it to have as little flaws as possible. It will probably always be super flawful, and there's so much I don't like from it or just want to improve on that I would have to rewrite so much already

I also just lost the passion for writing THSC. I love seeing other people's works of it, but I personally don't care for making it myself anymore. I can't tell of its because my 4 year hyperfixation finally died off or if it's caused by LetterTale or something like that. But either way, I just can't bring myself to write the silly stick figures in traumatizing horrific torture anymore

I'm also into TF2 now and I wanna do that. I love those sillies and how lighthearted (though lore filled and sometimes devasting) it is. I think its a much easier thing for me to do because its a little simpler, less dark, and much MUCH less exhausting to even just think about. I have a few drawings of them already if you guys are interested, not that it matters too much because I'll probably post it anyways.

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I was bored and realized I had to one day explain how Terrence died as its different from... other aus?

Lexi kills Terrence in LetterTale as it didn't make sense to me how my Reginald would be able to kill me since Terrence hates him so much that he wouldn't want to be anywhere near him

Though everybody thinks Reg killed Terrence as Lexi pointed the blame on him, as the toppat tradition requires you to be leader after you kill the previous one and Lexi isn't a very good leader

Also some other strange lore I wouldn't explain right now for the last two panels