#lol. I wnna watch.

[monzterbatz]

hai ...

looking at ur life smp posts makes me wanna get more into the fandom ngl, cause so far ive only been watching literally every single one of lizzies videos LOL (holy shiy i love lizzie so much ive been watching her vids basically my whole life) and i don't rlly know enough abt other ppl's perspectives cuz of that but they seem quite interesting.....

which yters do u watch personally? (if theres specific ones) cuz i might start watching some more :3

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[sylphwing]

everyone come look at my bug

[t4tpumpkinduo]

tangentially, whenever ppl get annoying abt merchantisms it makes me wanna dangle the streams in front of their eyes. how do you get that they don't like eachother or either one is an abuser abt anything they've done. what show are you watching. el heich.

like. no yeah the dude who whole deal is that he isn't the heartless monster he wants to portray himself as, secretly IS that heartless monster. despite the narrative over and over going hey, this guy makes some awful mistakes but he clearly cares for people deeply and is being portrayed sympathetically and isn't some irredeemable asshole. this goes fr both btw but i'll focus on cq here cuz i see that one the most in these discussions specifically.

he made cfundy sign a contract saying if he ever left or betrayed lnv, he'd kill him. then didn't enforce it at all 😭 he let him do whatever he wanted. cfundy literally BROKE into his room, STOLE his clothes to LOOK like him and match, and this deeply paranoid guy got all flattered abt it, then let him leave lnv on good terms. they're on /pos standing w eachother explicitly.

he was completely blindsided by the cpurp betrayal. he was genuinely so shocked that it would happen, he completely forgot abt the rammies . he blindly trusted him (abt multiple situations INCLUDING the cookie outpost) and walked up to what was clearly 😭 a trap. and didn't even blink or think it through for a second. like.

it never even crossed his mind ccharlie would be upset w him in any way. and the whole time he was w him, while obviously he had problems like projecting shit onto him and trying to manipulate him, he was v much trying to protect him and shield him from the shit that happened to him, and was ALSO shocked when ccharlie betrayed him fucking sniffling and snorfing and horking like a loser the whole time

and after all that he's STILLLLLLLL very chummy and friendly w foolish, and in lnv5 foolish has to like tell him off and go hey man we're not close like that lol. yr just my boss.

LIKE!!!!!!! the whole point is he's not sm one note evil demon! he stays wack he makes horrible mistakes and choices but he still stays a deeply earnest freak for the whole series. that's the POINT.

but no yeah 😭 smhow despite not displaying these wacko traits w any other person, except one hyper specific situation where the guy he's mauling is a violent stalker murderer who kills and kidnaps children, tortures inoccent people, and is actively and selfishly withholding a deeply important resource that would guarantee the safety of everyone on the server bcs he wants to have power over the kids he keeps beating. and cq wants to stop him from doing those things. hello.

but despite all evidence against it, despite it all, he's still merchant cschlatt's horrible demon captor. to him specifically. somehow. like.

yeah, there's nothing to read into the fact cschlatt would go to him in the first place, despite objectively having MANY MANY other options, including avenues he himself could take alone. not to even mention theres nothing on the dsmp tht would allow a soul binding contract that they would have access to. they deffo just shook on it lmao. it doesn't have that horrific weight ppl give it. 😭 they can both tap out whenever but they do noat.

there's nothing to unpack abt the fact q was grumbling the whole time he was in the gym, but was still following schlatt around and giggling at his jokes. there's nothing to dive into abt the fact cq goes ewwwww i don't even wnna see you lolllll go awayyyy. but if i win the bet you have to stay w me forever. forever. always.

and nothing to say abt cschlatt being portrayed as "having no power" in the situation, as just being a poor uwu pathetic idiot w no agency despite the fact his agency and intelligence and cunning are deeply important to his character, despite the fact he's also being a huge weirdo. saying he was jerking off to q, and trying to tie him down like a dog to a post so he could keep him down in the gym, or even bothering to seek him out and trust him w all that in the first place specifically. 😅 nothing to say abt the fact the merchant is doing the exact same shit he was pulling in the mansion 😭😭😭 and nothing to be said abt the fact twitter character ints are canon and ccschlatt in character replied "you've come a long way sugar pumpkin, let's play mancala" to a lnv5 stream tweet. which.

even Then, while i have my v severe severe severe problems w lnv5, it objectively ends w cq going forward even more w trying to make amends w ppl, and finally trying to open up fully again. AND lnv survived the dsmp world ending nuke.

ANDDDDD to address "the mansion takes place in the distant future" argument, the mansion objective canonically takes places way before lnv even happens as confirmed by multiple streams and characters, including cschlatt and cconnor themselves so. like regretfully i must inform that if you watch tht stream its nowhere near a happy ending for cschlatt, was never intended to be, and objectively like sucks severely out there. he's desperately sad and lonely, and then everyone abandons him again including ckarl. 😭 how is that the best scenario.

so yeah, he's in lnv and he and q are hanging out gay style playing board games and kissing under the moonlight and in good standings no matter which way you slice it and you can mald abt it AND get REALLLLL. all roads lead to cpumpkinduo you miserable slut

[magicalgirlpropaganda]

So i am not in the loop. Anyone wanna dm some good sites? I wnna watch the vampire hunter d movies. I wont share it obviously lol

I used to be pretty good at finding these sites but now I swear its soo much harder. It was so easy when i was in middle school 8 yrs ago and now you gotta search foreverrrrr and im bad at it

[farshores]

Oooh so what other games do you play other than Live a Live?

I actually haven't played Live a Live yet (be it the remake or the fan translation), mostly just watched lets plays. But I do plan on getting my hands on the remake once my last two semesters are done lol

but uuuhhh...some games I play (or played) so far:

Skyrim obv, though that's been a while cus classes n work.

New Vegas

Lethal League

Cuphead

The Wolf Among Us

Among Us

Pokemon Scarlet, currently considering dipping my toes into VGC lol.

Tekken 7 (i suck at it 🚶 still going to get T8 though)

Hollow Knight

Aragami 1 & 2

Eiyuden Chronicle: Rising

Root

Wobble Dogs

and I think thats pretty much it, at least what i can think of rn, i've played a lot of games & dont wnna fill up the dashboard. Definitely got a huge backlog of games I do want to play (LaL, Ori and the Will of the Wisps, EC: HH, Redfall, KeyWe, Oblivion & Morrowind oof the list goes on and on lol)

[curechocolattymilk]

Thinking bout Skyrim: EC again

Excitement intensifying

[daisiesonafield-blog]

i think louis will go to basketball game tonight in boston since he followed the player this is the first thing that i thought i wnna get hd pics of him but ofc alone 😬

Hi dear,

Oh I wonder if he will. The Celtics are playing at 7:30pm today (I just looked it up). I don't follow any basketball, but I think the paps always get pics of the celebs who are watching. And Eleanor is already back in London lol

[tearsanddeers]

WAIT WAIT WAIT......

i hv so many movies i NEED to watch this yr 😭 😭 😭 😭

there's fantastic beasts (again w the englishmen and suits), hopefully jjk 0 pls pls pls i beg 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️, batman 2022 is deffo smth i wnna watch too,,,, the cinematography looks dark (as always,, but the trailer rlly sold it so well with the actions syncing up w the soundtrack LOL) and countless more but like,,,,

those three!!!! i need to catch them!! mayb buzz lightyear too the new trailer was nice

[the-pigeon]

hewwo pigeon!!! :3 okay so uuh i remember in on of ur posts u mentioned having a prinxiety/sander sides sanrio au and ngl i do not watch sanrio and idk that much abt it but i do know that it is very cute (im assuming its like the hello kitty and melody bitches or smth) so im assuming this au is very cute aswel so would like to hear abt it (i also wnna hear abt the prinxiety hs aus too 👀👀👀👀)

hhdfjhsdfjsd sanrio is so good i love them all so much they’re so cute and sure they dont fit my goth aesthetic but hello kitty is so good and arggghhfhdgh

anyway the sanrio au is more of a vague idea that i have but basically imagine prinxiety but with kuromi and my melody’s dynamic

eXCEPT instead of the obvious virgil as kuromi and roman as my melody, its roman as kuromi and virgil as my melody

at least.. dynamic wise

oh also their dynamic is probably important to explain but jshjsdhf this video is pretty good at explaining it

anyway if i were to make an actual sanrio au i would make remus and patton kuromi and my melody respectively dfhsjdhfjds idk what i’d do with the others but thats why i said its a vague idea jsfhsjkdhfjsdaf

also my uh high school AUs.. below the cut..

the first one is based off this post which is based off series of tiktoks where the main premise is just ‘im ur bully but i respect ur pronouns’ and my dumb prinxiety brain was like ‘heheh make is prinxiety’

the other one is one where roman is like super popular (where similiar to him being a jock is smthn i told myself i wouldnt write in fics lol) and virgil is like ‘;-; how will my crush notice me?’ so he starts leaving lil notes in roman’s lockers (american’s have lockers right) and yeah :)

the other one is also an intruality one that technically focuses on intruality more? anyway they’re wingmanning lol

also i have so many other highschool aus bc im currently In highschool and i use these aus as a way to live out my fantasies lol

i have so many more but i cannot think of any more of them for the life of me

technically my intruloceit high school au has prinxiety in it does that count

[kristalpepsi]

i've been trying to work up the courage to ask if you would be willing to exchange discords with people on here for like, several days now so i'm just gonna go ahead and do it! it seems like we have a lot in common and i'd love to talk about utdr with you (or ena! i've watched the videos and i dont know much about it but it seems neat)

Hello!!! Srry i havnt gotten 2 U sobbbss

Id b ok w it!!! Feel free 2 dm us on tumblr anytime b if u wnna exchnge discords id b cool w it! I got the go-to frm Chara n Sal :^)

Jst dnt expect me 24/7 bc while i DO b here frontin 4 dys str8 im still in a Systm n othr ppl frnt lol

[sylphwing]

started bucchigiri 👍

i wnna watch anime

[ogeeitsme]

Can I ask 13, 17 and 20? Also, Gizmo has chunky boy energy, and I live for that

Hewwo UwU

13 - Any Introjects that dislike their source? Why?

I am 1 of if not the only fictive here who wld prob say I dnt like my source, 2nd place cld b Sal 👀 I Cannot Look @ the thought of playin my game again- b I’m ngl, I hnstly dnt kno if it’s bc of Bad Memories or if I dnt like it 4 real- bc I mean,,, game wise it’s cool I G- I ITS- U KNO- b it makes me a lil upset inside,,,, the Fear of Deltarune being finished is Rlly Real- the emotionl flashbacks of not being in control freak me out Akjssj idk, I dnt like it bc of Trauma rsns i g lol, it’s small b that’s Rlly it- otherwise, I love googling it sometimes KAJSJS bc the fandoms headcanons r rlly Mood n I love fanart n seeing mini one shot fanfics on tumblr

Quick insert, but I’d say I’m one of those too. I don’t absolutely hate my source because my friends came from there; It was my home somehow. At the same time, I’m upset because it contains- you know, Trauma, death, sui//, s/h, me and my friends went through a Lot and until now, it still shakes me. The difference between me and Kris is that while I can get uncomfortable looking at my source, I can watch it and listen to it for the most part. Kris absolutely backpedals- and you know, I just let him be upset about it. Lack of control is pretty triggering for him- hence why he just really doesn’t like Bandersnatch - Sal

17 - Do ur introjects sources influence their fashion taste?

Hnstly I’d say yes 4 all of us 2 som big degree unless ur source is vague 2 where our brain just bridgd the gaps

[TL;DR - This is a Big Yes n No, bc most of us r from games where we wear only 1 outfit KSJKS so u can imagine that beside sour “static outfit” our prsnl taste is well based on ourselves- n whether or not our taste is based on source is wild 2 answ bc we r like- “But I am Me n that is my taste” KAJSKS this is such a wack qstion 2 answ w Confdnce]

Like 4 me (Kris), I will Die 2 get my sweatr back- it’s a BIG comfort vibe- I love anyth comfy n soft- I love longsleeves n I jst Love Snug Stuff- b @ the same time I impulsively wnna wear neon shirts n stuff Kajssj I’m a sweatr kid, when I’m frntng I’d rlly prfr wearing long sleeves n pants 👀 I actlly own a pair of sequins sneakrs??? Like it’s black velvet n sequins that shine orange n blue?? It’s old b I started owning it n it still rocks KSJSJ

Chara is also a sweatr kid, b since their canon source is vague idk how 2 answ it rite KSJSJ they always uslly wear their green sweatr as a default b likes 2 devi8, just enjoys dressing like booknerd or a usual teen, h8s not wearing long sleeves when going out in publc- n unfrntly 1 of the rsns y besides comfy n safe, is source rsns, or I g bc Source is vague, then canon rsns- will wear boots or sneakers— their color scheme is uslly earth tones- n try like adding yellow if it fits their theme 4 the day- they own yellow sneakers outspace!!!! O n they own a number of boots KSKSK. Also will wear n prefers 2 wear green esp if they’re upset (outspace)

Tbh I can’t explain Sal’s style much othr than either default, emo, butch lesbian- I kno it’s a stereotype b he loves plaid n jst lookin prtty KSJSJ he says trans rights, so he actlly has his whole outfit outspace, he wore it 2 Halloween once!! Othr than that he can wear anyth— him along w Chara has 1 of the best fashion senss here I think- n Sal is the 1 here who Will wear a skirt if he’s in the mood— n 1 time he did when we went 2 school n every1 calld him cute, it was a good day KSJSJS I drew that outfit 1nce,,, he’ll also tie our hair somtimes n wear black nail polish? In the game he only wears 1 Outfit b besides that he dresses like a lot of headcanons out ther. Also he feels Wildly uncomfy in no longsleeves along w chara. O n he also prefers leaving the house w a face mask on- he’s rlly self conscious abt his face even when fronting, he can handle showing our right eye b he wld rather cover everyth if possible- TLDR: Im not sure b his fashion sense is rlly cool- wants 2 look confusing in terms of gendr n he passes (inspace) as confusion n I think that’s beautiful

Peter LAYRS, N IDK Y,,,, like, Peter u [now] live in a TRPCL COUNTRY,,, stop putting longsleeves under ur sweatr, I kno it looks good on u b y r u picking the Thick ones we have AksjskKKSKS,,,,,,, otherwise he’s Also a sweatr kid n also wld prefer longsleeves if possible? B he’s alright w no longsleeves. ANYWY the answ 4 him is yes bc he owns a Spider-Man hoodie (FFH colors), a stark industries shirt, like 3 Ironman shirts n an avengers shirt lnsajkdbkdbj he RLLY wants science shirts so we’re trying 2 get him som- anyth 4 the baby. He also prefers converse n is just ur usual hs teen geek

Crowley: if it’s blck then he’ll wear it Kasnsnsn- yea he wears shades like he does in source, n walls arnd trying 2 b close 2 his source cube as pssble bc he’s jst like that- it’s rlly wild tho bc everytime (they’re rare b they hppn) he frnts ppl always complimnts his fashion choices ?? JSJSJ

Also we alrdy answrd 20!

[farshores]

Since a lot of your Alduin headcanons come from Kaiju inspiration does that mean he's kaiju-sized

mmm i dunno

maybe close to it? I do hc that Alduin is the largest of all known dragons in history - perk of being the eldest/having the closest connection to Akatosh's power. Paarthy being second largest.

The idea of him p much dwarfing other dragons as well as whole cities is p cool though - adds to the whole world ending god thing

[boyswanna-be-her]

me, rubbing my grubby hands on the star trek franchise: hey google what eps of star trek tos should i watch if i like... don't wnna watch trash

google: lol, gay, okay here: https://www.denofgeek.com/us/tv/star-trek/248597/star-trek-an-episode-roadmap-for-beginners

me, not expecting any gay shit right off the bat: ok let's scan this and see where to start

google, openly mocking me: they recommend starting with season one episode five

me: okay cool so--

google: it's called THE NAKED TIME

[thatweirdmod]

Windowless Moviemaker Chapter 6: Race

Windowless Moviemaker

Chapter 6: Race

Kidney turns and leaves me sitting against the wall-- speechless.

My eyes slowly move over to Mitchol, whose slouching form is now cast in darkness by Kidney's shadow. I think, hollowly, that the blood drying on his face probably itches a little. Mitchol manages a small squirm in his ropes.

"Well?" Kidney demands irritably.

Mitchol's swelling, battered face jerks up to attention at Kidney. "W-what?" He dares to ask.

"You're up. Give me a plan."

"Oh," Mitchol says. "Er, I just expected-"

"Is there something you don't understand about your situation?" Kidney interrupts. "You don't get to expect anything. Now, the plan."

"Uh, well, I guess we need to get to their computers somehow. They probably ripped DVDs too. Redhand's a little old fashioned. We might also have to look out for tapes..."

Kidney crosses his arms, scowling. "If I kill these guys, then wipe their houses, am I gonna have to worry that I missed a spot because you couldn't point me in the right direction?"

Mitchol attempts to splay his hands. "Look, I know where my stuff is, but how am I supposed to know exactly where their stuff is?"

Kidney chews at the inside of his cheek angrily and walks over to the table to grab a notebook and pen. "Let's just start with addresses," he says, poising to write. "Redhand."

"He lives up in Tindle in those stained up white apartments. Er, I think the number's 46."

"Costriel." Kidney demands, looking up from his scribbling.

"He lives in an apartment too, and he's actually rooming with Nethandre." Mitchol says. "316, in the Fortitude Apartments."

Kidney nods his head.

"So, er," Mitchol begins. "What are you planning to do now that you know where these guys are?"

"You remember how I said you don't get to expect anything?" Kidney says patronizingly. "The same applies to asking. I, the one who is allowed to expect and ask, do not expect you to open your mouth unless I ask you something."

Mitchol swallows and shifts in his blood-stained bindings.

Then Kidney turns to one of the concrete walls, as if it called his name. He stands, staring at it silently, before asking another question.

"Did you... Did you give those videos to my uncle too?"

Mitchol's mouth quivers. "H-he, uh... he was the one who suggested that, you know, we needed some extra insurance on you in the first place. So yeah."

Kidney stands still, unanswering and unmoving, but I can see his jaw working slightly.

"But please!" Mitchol sputters. "Dude, I-I.. I totally forgot about that earlier-- when you asked who had the videos." His arms press up against the ropes, trying to shield his body. Kidney walks in front of him. "I wasn't holdin' out on purpose or anyth-" Mitchol is cut off by Kidney smacking him over the head with a closed palm.

"Just out of curiosity, Mitchol," Kidney says. "If I hadn't asked about Uncle Stoulfer just now, would you ever have "remembered" to tell me?"

"We-w-w-well I don't know." Mitchol trembles with his hands splayed open and his eyes wide. "Guess it's a good thing you jogged my memory man, ha..."

Kidney turns and paces slowly, shaking his head. "I never liked the way that old, crusty loaf looked at Krin, even at me. But for my own selfish reasons, I ignored it all this time." He scoffs lightly. "Just one more reason to be glad I'm out." He turns back and looks Mitchol dead in the face. "The blinders are off."

"So you're aaalll alone," I say from the corner.

Kidney's eyes shoot to me, surprised.

"What? You thought I'd be totally traumatized just from that?"

His gaze narrows hatefully.

"So some weird shit happened and you saw my dream. It prompted you to get the jump on us, but that was mostly luck. And that's probably as far as your luck will go in regards to picking useful kernels of information outta piles of brain vomit." I snort. "Even my thing was more useful, because I saw you in real time."

Kidney smiles. "Where did I see your dream?"

"Huh?"

"It was inside your mind. It had to have been, 'cause that's where they're all cooked up." Kidney says, tapping the side of his head. "The moon is almost full again. That has to count for something." He breathes in. "I can go further with this. But I'll make sure you stay at your current level. You'll be underground here where you can't touch the moonlight."

"You don't even know what the hell 'this' is." I say.

"Pretty smug talk for a guy who's about to lose everything," Kidney says, with his mouth turned upwards in a smirk that doesn't reach his stony eyes.

"What better time to be smug than when you're about to lose everything?"

His face contorts with all the nasty feelings that must be roiling around inside of him. "I told you I'd take everything from you, and this bullshit positive nihilism of yours will be one of the things. I'll make you understand how bad playing as the loser really is, even if the game has the same black ending for everyone."

He takes Mitchol's phone out of his pocket, then says, "Mitchol, you told me you could set Redhand up."

Mitchol breathes in. "Redhand's looking for a new place to do his snuff movies, so I'm thinking maybe I can tell him I found a good place, and you can catch him there?"

"Hmm," Kidney says, folding his arms. "Why does he happen to need a new location now?"

Mitchol explains, "He's been under some suspicion lately. His neighbors've been complaining about a smell, like rotten something, coming from his apartment."

I don't need to wonder what that smell could be. I watched a video where Redhand Heriolt cut a girl open with a sharpened can top. It'd probably taken a fair amount of practice to learn how to do, but he'd managed to keep his subject awake and alive while he pulled out part of her intestines, smeared the pungent brown contents over both of them, and pleasured himself.

I had thought, while clicking through Redhand's contributions, that cleaning up set after filming that kinda stuff would be way too much of a pain. Looks like Redhand thought so too. That filth and gore in the background really had been as caked-on as it looked.

Mitchol continues, "He even got, you know, reported to the cops 'cause someone heard screams. Redhand laughed it off, sayin' it was slasher flicks playing on the TV. They left after he promised to turn the volume down, and they never got a search warrant or nothin'. Still, better not push it, right?"

I nearly snort. Well no shit someone heard screams if he was doing that stuff in an apartment.

Kidney asks, "Where do you plan on telling him to go?"

Mitchol swallows weirdly, with something about him quivering. "That ghost town 40 minutes southeast of Grishee, the neighborhood has a bunch of abandoned old houses. I know a little white one has a basement too. I think I could convince him it's ideal."

A frown of skepticism sends Kidney's lips pointing downwards, but then he walks closer to Mitchol and loosens some of the bindings so he can move one of his hands. Just as soon, however, Kidney slips a pocket knife out of his back pocket and pops the blade out against Mitchol's neck.

Mitchol gasps sharply, but Kidney just places the previously confiscated cell phone into his newly freed hand. "Text him," Kidney says into Mitchol's ear, adjusting the angle of the knife. "Make it sound natural, and make sure he goes to that little white one."

Mitchol's throat bobs, as much of a nod as there was going to be. He goes to work on the keys:

"sup dood. te ghosted out hood in Caplum has som gud spots. white house wit te green dor has a cool basement."

And "SEND".

Kidney's mouth quirks to the side. "I know I said to make it natural, but are you sure he'll get that?"

Mitchol chokes, "Yeah, I mean, I text him like that often enough."

"I see," Kidney says. Then, the phone buzzes.

"R U THERE NOW?"

"Eh, what should I say?" Mitchol asks.

"If this is a test, you might not be able to answer follow-up questions confirming that you're there. You're at home, got it?"

"nah im chillin in my plce. u out?"

"NO. HOME RUBING1 IN BEEFSLAB+blood I BAWT.CANT HUNT BUT NEed it bad."

"lol. tis Caplum spot wil fix u up. no 1 evr gos der. wnna chekit out togetrr?? jst gimme a time bro."

"nightS YUNG.TERES TIME TO CATCHA WOMAN I LEAVE RN. BETHERE 1HR???"

"frige lvl cool dood XD"

"I didn't say you were supposed to go too," Kidney purrs lowly over Mitchols shoulder. "But, I suppose you can just be 'late.'"

He takes the phone out of Mitchol's hand and re-tightens the ropes. "I can handle Redhand Heriolt from here."

With that, he turns on his heels, clops up the concrete stairs, and leaves me and Mitchol to rot in the bunker.

I look at Mitchol. "Please tell me you just tricked him somehow," I say.

"Shh," Mitchol replies quietly.

A couple of little sparks flare up in my chest and head. If I had the energy, I'd click my tongue. Don't you shush me, bitch. I whispered anyway.

Black silence begins settling down between us, and I close my eyes. The concrete is hard against my body, and I can feel us becoming one via temperature as my warmth seeps away into its cold. I move my lips, and a barely audible, hoarse series of whispers spills from them.

"Mother Earth, Mother Earth, once again to us give birth."

Suddenly, a violent roiling upheaves my stomach, like Poseidon's stormy fist punching the sea in wrath and sending the waters booming and swashing. I projectile vomit all over myself and the floor. The deja vu from my dream hits me first, and then the disgust and embarrassment of real life.

Mitchol jumps, as much as he can tied up anyway. His face is tense with that look of distubia, shock, fear, and concern that I hate directed

at me. "Wha.. are you okay man?"

A suck in a stinging, bile stained breath and respond to him in stench coated words. "No. Fuck... we just... we need to get the fuck out of here."

I lick my lips, and regret pools inside my mouth as my tongue pulls foul bits and cooling, sour fluid back into it.

There's a book of religion that says god will not be mocked and is not to be tested. I suppose I couldn't rightly be of the wombs and births of two different mothers at my own convenience. I never considered myself a man of faith, but this stuff I've been touching-- it seems to be some part of a sprawling realm beyond scientific knowledge.

I look down at myself. The sight of me must be making Mitchol sick, but since I'm already like this... I allow the muscles in my bowels to unfurl like a relaxing kitty, and warm liquid soon soaks my jeans and forms a pool around me.

Yep, this is one thing they don't tell you, at least not often, about being kidnapped. I was living freely up until however many hours ago I was taken, and that meant that I drank coffee and expected to be able to reach a toilet when it made its way through me.

I sigh, and lean over to inhale the merging smells that had all been inside my body. Amazing, how humans are all so disgusting inside, but we act as if we're clean until it comes out. I don't bother to look up at my roommate as I contemplate going number two.

But then I catch my reflection in the puddle of urine, and decide that I have to cancel my reservations with Mr. Brown, because the Train of Thought just arrived, and it only stops at the station for 3 seconds.

The first thing I thought, or perhaps, was told, about Mother Moon was that she was a relayer of the sun's message. And gods... gods... I was just thinking about them. But what do I do about them-- what do humans do about gods? They... sacrifice and serve. Blood, lives... offerings.

"Angel of The Great Star, to you, I unbar. Birth me into the spacial assemblage. Through me, relay the message," I say.

Mitchol again looks at me like I'm insane. Indeed, I've done it incorrectly. If her light cannot touch me, it is pointless. I take in a deep breath, and begin fighting against the ropes around my body harder than I ever fought before. Just a bit, perhaps they're loosening.

If I can just get out of these, I might be able to find a way to force the bunker door open and get outside. And if Mother Moon accepts me, I will be raised above Earth and the Earthlings. I will be 3rd, and they will all be 4th.

In the clearing outside the bunker, Kidney faces the moon and spreads out his arms, letting the glow bathe his body. This pale light can be so many things: ethereal, comforting, serene, eerie... He'd never questioned whose mood it really depended on until recently.

"Mother Moon, Mother Moon..." Kidney trails off, his eyes closed in concentration. But concentration isn't quite right. The chant... the feeling isn't coming over him.

"Mother Moon." He says, more of a plain address than a mystical prayer. "I can see you here tonight, as always. Does it not please you to commune with me right now?"

Gazing up at the white ball suspended in the infinite black cosmos, he ever so slightly feels her grow closer for a moment. However, she remains silent and far.

"On your own terms, Mother Moon." Kidney submits, inclining his head in reverence. Despite everything that has happened, he still feels a little crazy as he walks back to his rental car. He might fit the definition of "lunatic" now.

Kidney drives down the rural road to Caplum. Thousands of spindly, bent trees slash endless shadows through the yellow glow from his headlights. If he were taking the Passage to Hell of the South and met Satan at the end, it might not surprise him. Fitting though, that such a road would be irritatingly monotonous. Bored despite his mission, he flips the radio on.

Unintelligible words and tunes grate through static on most of the channels. Then there's the twang of guitar and a longing voice that reminds Kidney of grass fields swaying under a golden sunset in the middle of a heaven set in nowhere. He never did like country music, so he twists the knob one more click.

A bold, smooth, male voice butters the speakers. "The quiet neighborhood of Green Shade has been shaken by the story of a local housewife. According to her, she was drugged and kidnapped from her home by two masked men, who broke in late at night."

Kidney's heart lurches inside of his torso, along with the food in his stomach. He gags, swerving into the wrong lane for a second. After everything they-- Jeeto-- had told her, Mrs. Horatay was still talking?

The deep voice coming through the speakers crinkles with static. "...underground bunker. They then proceeded to film themselves sexually and physically assaulting her. The woman reports that at various points during the hours-long ordeal, both of her assailants lifted the masks away from their mouths and exposed the bottom portions of their faces."

Kidney's head swims with nausea. He never saw so much as a coin for getting that damnable spasm closeup. The footage of the actual stimulation was cut, he was sure. He'd been the one to edit Mrs. Horatay's movie. But somehow it had escaped his mind that Mrs. Horatay could be looking down, drawing a sketch in her mind for the cops.

"Both attackers appeared to be young males, in their late teens or early twenties. She describes them to be of average height, the shorter of the two having a round face and lightly tanned complexion, while the taller male's face was square shaped. She noted no hair or distinguishing blemishes on either of their faces, however..."

Kidney's hands tremble on the steering wheel, but he forces himself to focus on driving. "Relax. There's gotta be a hundred guys that fit those descriptions around here," he mutters to himself.

After a small eternity, Kidney spots a sign that humanity had come here ahead of him. "SPEED LIMIT 45" in faded black over rusted white. He slows down, guides his rental car into the overgrown brush on the side of the road, then takes the key out of the ignition.

With the engine dead, it's so quiet out here. Kidney pulls on his new black burglar's mask before getting out, just in case. He gently pushes the door closed behind himself, then goes around to the trunk.

A bag of supplies he packed from Jeeto's house is inside, and he unzips it and pockets from it a syringe of animal tranquilizer and a switchblade. The weapon he chooses to keep equipped in hand, however, is the 16-inch machete he brought himself.

Kidney begins his stalk up the road. Even in this dark place with the shadows of the bushes staring at his exposed back, he can feel Mother Moon's light clothing him and guiding his footsteps. Krin's innocently smiling face in the sunset of his room... such a distant memory kept so close to his heart. He clenches the hilt of his machete. He will not be afraid.

Mother Moon's warmth and comfort begins to seep all through him, and he senses her closer than before. The neighborhood comes into view. So he stays low and hidden as he makes his way to the west-most side where that white house is supposed to be. He sees the car before the house. It's a van that only breaks creep convention for its having a green paintjob instead of a white one.

Suddenly, a something like a living memory possesses his mind, only, something is not right. He finds himself looking at himself from behind, his black, hooded form crouching down behind bushes. One of his meaty arms is outstretched, and the hand is holding something, shiny, cold, and heavy. It's a gun-- pointing.

The head that he has an intimate awareness of, but not a oneness with, turns furthur downward without command. He sees white hairs in the bottom of his vision, and the stomach below protrudes too far forward. It is covered with a green Hawaiian shirt.

Kidney gasps, and seems to be sucked back into his own mind again. "Stoulfer," he breathes. Instinctively, Kidney whirls around on his ankles and spins up from the ground. The blast of the bullet rings the air, and Kidney feels it whip past his head and break through the dry shubbery behind him.

The moonlight makes depthless pits of the bags under Uncle Stoulfer's eyes, and carves darkness into every wrinkle and pockmark on his skin. The hairs of his white mustache and goatee twitch.

The old man's deep, raspy laugh mocks him. "I always knew you'd end up givin' me trouble."

Kidney runs for one of the houses. He can hear the many voices of his uncle's mind echoing. The thoughts are so muddled, though, and examined all at once, they're like a wild drove. Irritation. Lust. Smugness.

But the foremost thoughts-- those are the thoughts of action. That is where Kidney puts his focus. The gun fires again, but Kidney knows where it has made its path, and dashes out of its aim just as the trigger is being pulled.

"Shit! Pretty quick on his toes," Kidney hears.

"Got lucky there," Uncle Stoulfer hollers.

Kidney crashes through the rotting, wooden front door of a house, and runs into a bedroom in the back. He stands to the side of the doorway and listens to the floorboards at the entrance creak. Inside, Stoulfer's thoughts sound like mumbling, for only weak, pale streaks of moonlight penetrate the dark building through broken windows and cracked roofing.

Kidney can sense with the stronger rays of light touch the old man's balding head, because those are the moments he can hear more clearly.

Uncle Stoulfer plans to check behind the kitchen counters first, then... Kidney clenches the machete handle and raises the weapon. When Stoulfer comes here, he will strike.

[baekphia]

Why is no one talking about how Baekhyun wasn't in the mv until over halfway through? tf is that. i wanted to see lay do this concept but that didn't happen. then I wanted to see Baek do it but they keep cutting him out, like in the eve. if he's in the back for power choreo (i don't watch the leaked stuff even if it was SM who probably leaked it lol) then SM is going to catch these hands.

listen.... i get where ur coming from but i didnt wnna complain cus i didnt wnna be negativ but... my bbh-L ass..... my sister came to my room to show me the leaked choreo and started out by saying “they put ur man in the back again” 🚶🏽 but junmyeon had it worse he only had one shot for the choreo 😔😔😔 sm choreographers hav a personal vendetta against me !