#shadows die twice // scythetime ic

[respawn-reaper]

*Scythetime paced, their smile completely fallen as they were worried completely sick, prayers running through their head as they had tried EVERYTHING to make bivekit wake up. They knew she wasn't DEAD, but under an eternal slumber, which might as well be dead because it meant that she would just wither away if she didn't wake up.*

*they couldn't live with themself if the Saint died, if they were responsible for ANOTHER death, they-*

*dontrememberdontthinkaboutithesgonehesgonehesgone-*

[respawn-reaper]

-> She continues her walk through Crossroads, holding her umbrella over her to keep herself dry as it continues to rain.

-- Bivekit (@medicinal-mystery)

*there's someone in an alleyway, seemingly unconscious and barely breathing. They seem to have a long scarf, a sleeveless turtleneck with a strange symbol on it, black bandages wrapping around their arm, fingerless gloves, a belt with a picture tied to it, and a missing arm. They have a flickering white halo, shaped like the spawnpoint symbol. They also seem to have lost an eye, with a scar on where the missing one is.*

[respawn-reaper]

-> …there’s something going on nearby now.

“COME HERE, YA BASTARD! YOU’RE GONNA PAY FOR ALL THIS IN BLOOD!”

“Gah, you’re annoyingly stubborn… I’ll put you in your place!”

— Bat & Debonair (from @medicinal-mystery)

*Scythetime happened to be a little hidden away from where they heard the commotion, as soon as they saw Debonair their smile turned just a slight bit less sane. They wrapped their head and horns, hiding many distinctive features they had from veil before they did anything else.*

*after they had been sufficiently disguised, with their precious photo hidden away especially, they brought out their gear and prowled within the shadows. Debonair felt a creeping sense of being watched...*

[respawn-reaper]

-> The sound of her footsteps comes close again before moving past… where is she going?

— Bivekit (@medicinal-mystery)

*They peek through their door to see where she's going, still a bit wobbly on their hooves*

[respawn-reaper]

-> Footsteps draw near after a few moments, followed by the sound of someone knocking on the door. It didn’t take her long to wake up again with the feeling that something’s wrong…

— Bivekit (@medicinal-mystery)

*there's chocked-up and pained sobs coming from inside the room, and the sounds of bones cracking and contorting in a very painful way. Hm! Worrying!*

[respawn-reaper]

however, she was given a sledgehammer and told it’d be useful for if she somehow runs into it and has to deal with it, sooo… that’s a good thing at least-

*they nod, before hearing something outside the room...*

[respawn-reaper]

not sure exactly what it wants from her, but-

*they are w o r r i e d-*

[respawn-reaper]

actually scratch that I feel like maybe you should know about one of those two at least-

*explanation time (regarding what MR is and how it's connected to Bivekit)*

*they process that and- THERE'S the wave of guilt and embarrassment about calling her a saint all this time! Yeah they're definitely gonna apologize as soon as they fully get the hang of walking on hooves- but also they are very concerned-*

[respawn-reaper]

yeahhhh, that's understandable- though I'm not exactly sure how fazed either of them would be, really? I mean, there's some weird shit in the world they're from

(we're not going to talk about people like that rock or the dream parasite who's already shown herself to someone else who's not from here)

*they sorta passively nodded, a little bit concerned but still just trying to get their bearings on how to walk with hooves.*

[respawn-reaper]

wonder if you'd by chance like to meet Split, since Bivekit is able to call her?

🪽 ~ "Maybe not at this moment because my own voice sounds terrifying even to me-" ~ 🖤

*that is some VIOLENT coughing-*

[respawn-reaper]

yeah, but thankfully she found a way to contact her

🪽 ~ "Good." ~ 🖤

[respawn-reaper]

hey did Bivekit ever tell you that she has a girlfriend back in her home world?

🪽 ~ "Good for her, but also, it must really suck to be separated for so long-" ~ 🖤

*they cough and hack, their throat still not used to their new voice. They also felt INCREDIBLY embarrassed about calling Bivekit a saint over and over before they realized the truth- they're gonna apologize later...*

[respawn-reaper]

Single demons in your area! Hot demons sinmgle inyor aresa

🪽 ~ "I'll have to politely decli- wait what the-" ~ 🖤

*they covered their mouth- why the HELL did their voice sound so twisted and demonic??? And terrifying, don't forget terrifying-*

[respawn-reaper]

what’s it like being a horse dawg

🐴🐴🐴

*they have the most confused look plastered on their face now.*

[respawn-reaper]

*Scythetime sighed and finally took the initiative to look at what happened to their body after finishing breakfast. They stared at their legs - well, they were more similar to hooves now. Welp, guess they need to figure out how to walk again. Their tail seemed slightly longer as well, their wings from their second life being present while not in said second life. They were at least thankful Azure's old scarf didn't get ripped...*

*They struggled to get up, having some trouble balancing but using the wall to brace themself as they got used to walking with hooves. They should have been more surprised by all of this, but a part of them felt as if they had deserved this... as they remembered...*

*running. They had to keep running. The face looked familiar, but he was clearly beyond reason- would they blame him? They were the one that did the deed- that made that grave mistake of ending his life- they... they stopped running. They deserved whatever pain he wrought, every agonizing scream, every tear shed. It was all their fault, after all. In those rounds, they never ran again, simply accepting the pain. It's the least they could do, after everything they had done to him.*

*Scythetime snapped out of their dissociative state before they lost balance and caught themself. Right. They need to get used to... the reality of their situation again.*

[respawn-reaper]

*... Scythetime felt groggy, remembering their realization from last night and how PAINFUL that was, they were fully expecting to wake up in some sort of afterlife- instead, they woke up to the warm smell of a freshly made breakfast, a nice warm drink, and their entire body aching like hell. It wasn't as bad as when it was... you know- but still it ached like a bitch.*

*they slowly sat up- their legs felt weird... they saw that someone made them breakfast in bed and their stomach growled very loudly. They almost put their hands together for a prayer to the spawn but... remembered that very same prayer was the one that was used to use them all these years... they simply ate- and the food was quite delicious despite their jaw hurting a bit still.*

*they... took a moment to appreciate the quiet.*