#loneliness//venomshank event

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"Vennnnni!" "Dad!" - @darkness-sees-all [Darkheart + And Sword too!]

Venomshank perks up from his napping spot. This time he was out of his room and napping on the arm chair.

He tiredly looked over at the two, sitting up and fixing himself up. Oh shit- he forgot what today was.

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"I will feel better once that good for nothing Illumina is dead!"

His feathers fluff up in anger. His masknis on so it's hard to tell what he's actually thinking. He walks over to Icedagger and pulls him swiftly into a hug.

"I'm sorry, I broke my promise again.."

There is stomping and the sound of scraping on the ground. Sudden Venomshank busts down the door. He looks upset. Although, worried at the same time

"Ima kill that son of foal.."

*His wings flare open in alarm, and he whirls around to see who it is, ready to defend themselves if necessary. Was it Subspace? Or—*

…

Oh. Hi, Venomshank. Are you feeling any better?

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"Dad? You around here somewhere?" -> Oh! It was Sword! - @ultimate-swordsman

Sisyphus perked up, feathers fluffed up with excitement! Finally! Someone to come and visit that’s part of the family!

“Hello Master Sword! What brings you here today?”

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Venniiiiiiii....! - @darkness-sees-all

Venomshank sighs. As much as he loves Darkheart, he came at the wrong time. Venomshank has met so many Darkhearts now. He's basically used to it. He had his mask on to hide his face. His hat is nowhere to be seen. He put on a mental mask to hopefully give the vibe that he is OK in a way

"Another one...? Hello Dark...what brings you here?.."

There seems to be no one else around... no crows, no people. Just Venomshank.

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Venomshank? You doing okay?

*Icedagger walks in, looking worried and exhausted. Half his horn is broken off and there’s a faint trail of dried blood running down what remained of it, and there’s also a large tear in his wing.*

Sorry I didn’t come sooner! I was… busy.

-@here-comes-the-snow

Sisyphus looks over at Icedagger and squaks in surprise. His feather jumps up with him. Venomshank is sitting on his bed holding out his arm as Aamari hangs from it upside down. He looks up at Icedagger, his eyes tired and fogged over while Sisyphus swiftly walks over to Icedagger.

"Young master your bleeding!"

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“Rises from a fiery hole in the ground that leads to you know where” Hello! How’ve you two been?

“It’s been a while mortal Coffee! How are you?”

Sisyphus gets excited and pleased to see you. His tail wags back and forth.

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Heyyyyy! Im back with the food!, and water

Venomshank is looking out the window. He turns to the anon. His eyes still fogged up a bit, but you can tell he's better, at least. His feathers fluff up when he sees you, and he gets a bit excited. His voice is hoarse and quiet, but he still wants to respond.

"..greetings..."

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Hiiiiiiii, I’m baaaaack how’s venom doing? I also brought some stuff, I got an ice dagger pillow…nevermind, but I did get a stress toy!

Sisyphus is on the armchair reading a book, Venomshank is in bed but facing the window, his back towards you. Sisyphus notices your pressance and closes his book, setting it down on the nightstand.

"Oh, hello again! As you can see master has woken up! His voice is hoarse, but I'm sure he would love to talk to someone!"

Sisyphus seems to have a smile on, finnaly. Venomshank slowly turns his head towards you. His eyes fogged, and he looked exhausted.

"...hello.."

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Is Venomshank alright?? I feel like I've missed something..

“Master is…lonely. I’m his words he believes no one visits because of his feral nature. He…has issues with believing certain things about himself.”

“Those certain things being that he thinks he’s a monster. He’s messed up so many times when his emotions get out of control. Once he starts feeling a flurry of emotions, happy or sad. He shuts down. Scared his emotions will trigger it”

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*Spins to the two of them*

" How are you two doing? "

Venomshank is up and about this time...well..sort of. He sits on the floor with Bob who is very awkwardly on his back and kicking his legs in the air..

He looks up at the anon, his eyes still fogged but not as bad as before.

"..Ok."

Sisyphus is in the kitchen with a bunch of baking supplies. He seems to be making brownies! He wipes some sweat from his forehead and looks over at the anon. With a big smile he pats his hands to get some flour off.

"Hello! We are better now!"

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Hey Sisyphus, don't tell venomshank this yet but...

Sayf is alive, but has amnesia.

The reason why he can't feel sayf's presence, though, is because sayf is... uhhh... kinda in the void right now-

Sisyphus spits out his tea and starts coughing. He is making dinner so he turns off the stove. This was more important..

"...Sayf..."

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gay zombies 💥💥

"...."

He's confused in his current state.

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how you holding up man? :(

Venomshank is sitting in bed and staring at the window, Zebedee and Aamari seem to be next to him asleep. He looks over with foggy and tired eyes.

"...fine.."

His voice is still hoarse and barely audible..

[venomoftheshank]

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The weird nosies make him whine in pain and his feathers fluff up

"...hurts..."

[venomoftheshank]

yo venomshank its pride month, yk what that means /ref

"....what...."

His voice is barely above a whisper and sounds hoarse...

[venomoftheshank]

"I'm very sorry for the little trouble I caused when I accidentally wandered Here during the time I was kinda blind, So please accept these ? :)"

*it was a jar of cookies*

-V☆

(this is a note, also @phightingvalkflipside for the tag if you answer..??/ooc)

Venomshank is still on the bed, staring out the window. Although this time, he was petting one of the crows under the blanket. Sisyphus is standing at the doorway reading the note and holding the jar. He smiles and sets the note down on the side table. He walks over to Venomshank and knocks on the door frame

"..One of the flipside brothers brought over a jar of cookies...would you like them?.."

Venomshank looks over, and Sisphus frowns. His feathers fall as soon as he sees Venomshank's tired and fogged over eyes...

"I'll leave them in the kitchen, ok?"

He takes the jar and puts it on the kitchen counter. He held onto it a bit before letting go to finish cleaning up the toxic spots...

'...what am I to do with you?'