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aquareegia · 7 months ago

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Noah

So some of you showed an interest in my Sleep Token OC Noah, so here is a little piece I wrote about them.

As always a disclaimer, that I'm not a particularly good writer and English is not my native language. If you choose to read, I hope you enjoy a glimpse into Noah's story.

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A tall silhouette, their face covered by a big black hood, was sitting on the windowsill looking up at the night sky, listening to the quiet strumming of a bass and the tuning sounds of a guitar.

"It still sounds off." They said in a monotone voice.

"I know!" The guitarist said with mild annoyance in his voice. He'd been trying to tune the sound for a while but somehow the guitar didn't want to cooperate tonight.

"He's messing with you!" The bassist said pointing up at the windowsill. But he wasn't pointing at the black hooded silhouette but at a small black silhouette sitting next to them. A black void in the vague shape of a cat, six yellow eyes glistening in amusement.

"Sleep you...!" IV said but bit his tongue before he could utter an insult. Insulting an ancient deity, that he owed all that he had, was certainly a bad idea.

The cat laughed a throaty laugh that could only be described as otherworldly. He jumped on the lap of the black figure and closed his eyes, while a pale hand started to stroke his fur.

Sleep wasn't a cat. None of them really knew what he actually looked like. While he was around them, he liked to take on the forms of animals, a black cat seemed to be his favourite. No matter how much he messed with them, they couldn't really be mad at a little fluffball after all.

The hooded figure smiled in amusement. An invisible smile, since nobody could see it. Even when their face wasn't covered by a big hood and a mask covering their mouth, nobody could see it. They made sure to never show emotion on their face. Emotions were a burden and Noah didn’t want to be a burden.

"Hey Noah!" III said, putting away his bass. The hooded figure tilted their head looking down at the bassist. Noah was their name, their new one at least. They didn't remember their old name. It was part of their deal with Sleep but they didn't care. A name didn't mean much to them.

"I've been meaning to ask for a while... how did you become one of us?" III said.

IV put his guitar down. "I've been wondering the same actually. You're one of us but... we don't really know anything about you."

One of us, they said. A vessel for this deity they called Sleep. The very same curled into a ball on their lap, pretending to be asleep.

Whoever followed Sleep and spread his message, was promised glory but Noah didn't want that. They were different from the other vessels in this aspect, all Noah wanted was peace and to belong. Belong somewhere.

Noah looked at the cat. Did they belong here? They still weren't sure.

"I... it's not exactly a happy story." Noah said quietly.

III and IV looked at each other and then nodded up at Noah, to signal they were willing to listen.

Noah slid back their hood, exposing their ghostly white expressionless face, with the dark circles under their pale blue-green eyes, which indicated some sleepless nights. Their long wavy white hair ruffled from the friction of the fabric.

They glanced around the room, with III & IV looking expectedly at them, and the drummer II curled up in a corner of the room soundly asleep. After they made sure there weren’t more ears listening in, they started talking.

"Before I was Noah, I was... lost. I guess, I've been lost all my life really. No purpose, no ambition, nowhere to belong. I tried..." they said, their monotone voice quivered slightly. "I tried to fit in. I tried to give myself purpose but in the end, I gave up. I've found myself at the edge of an abandoned building. It was raining, thunder was roaring. I remember it spooked me so much, I almost slipped over the edge... This is what I wanted anyways but in that moment I was scared. I was prepared to die but... at the same time... I was scared to die. Isn't that funny?" Noah chuckled, forgetting to maintain their expressionless face.

III and IV’s eyes widened and they shared a concerned glance. They didn't seem to think it was funny.

"Well... I was cowering before the edge. I was soaked, I was cold, I was scared, I was screaming but all I heard was the thunder and the splashing of raindrops around me." Noah looked up at the sky. There was no rain. It was a clear starry night, the moon shining brightly down on them.

"As I was cowering there, I heard a voice. It was strange, I couldn't even hear my own screams but I could hear him crystal clear. Such a beautiful voice. He just stood there, holding an umbrella over my shivering body. I thought, what's an umbrella gonna do now, I was already soaked to the bones." They laughed in genuine amusement.

"I sat up and looked at him. He was just as soaked. His hood was stuck to his head, the rain washed away most of his body paint and his white mask looked like it was crying. It was such a bizarre sight."

IV chuckled at the thought of a completely soaked Vessel.

"I bet he looked like a sad wet cat!" III said and they all heard a snort from the corner where II was sleeping. Caught eavesdropping, the drummer sat up and the four of them shared a small laugh, before Noah continued.

"He offered me his hand and for some reason I took it. He dragged me into the building and we sat there in silence for I don't even know how long, until I heard him speaking." Noah pointed at the cat on their lap, still pretending to be asleep but Noah could see his ears twitching, listening to everything.

"He was speaking through Vessel and offered me what I desired the most and... I accepted. Giving away my name and identity seemed like a little price to pay. Not having to be myself, actually seemed like a welcome bonus to me."

"If you gave away your name, how come you’re called Noah now?" II asked.

Noah shrugged. "No idea. Vessel gave me that name… I don’t really know why."

"What did you desire most?" IV asked.

"I..." Noah said, immediately getting interrupted by squeaking hinges of a door being opened.

Vessel stood in the doorframe, looking around. "Did anyone see... Oh! Did I interrupt something?" He said, taking in the scenery.

"Noah is telling us how they became a vessel." III said.

They couldn't see it but Noah sensed that he furrowed his forehead. He pursed his lips, seeming to remember.

"You don't need to share." He said to Noah.

They shook their head. "It's ok." Vessel didn't seem to believe, it was ok. He crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe.

"So... what I desired... I wanted peace and a place to belong. Now I'm at peace when I listen to Vessel... to all of you really." Noah felt a bit bashful to admit. They tried so hard to come off as reserved and independent but they loved to be surrounded by the other vessels and their beautiful melodies. Noahs facade started to crumble the more they talked. They were afraid of being a burden and to lose this peaceful existence.

Noah took a quick glance at Vessel, his face seemed to soften behind the mask.

They continued "I'm not sure if I belong here but... it feels the closest to home I've ever felt. I guess Sleep somehow has the ability to bring good people together." Noah saw how the cat smiled. Sleep might be a trickster and selfish, sometimes even cruel, but he had saved them. Vessel had saved them. They all had.

"Even if I serve you no purpose, I hope you continue to accept me."

Sleep stood up and took a big stretch. "Your purpose is very simple!" He said, his six glowing eyes glistening in amusement. "It's following and worshipping me, which you can only do alive!"

III and IV rolled their eyes.

Vessel stepped up to the windowsill and took one of Noahs hands. It was just as warm and comforting, as in the night, he had saved them.

"Your purpose is being alive!" He said to them and maybe also a little to himself.

III and IV also came closer "You always have a place to belong with us!"

Noah hasn't cried since that night but they just might, overwhelmed by the warmth of the people standing before them.

II heaved himself on the windowsill next to them and put a comforting hand on their shoulder. "You’re allowed to be yourself, you know? None of us ever bought your cool loner shtick anyways!"

Noah stared at him dumbfounded and they all burst out laughing.

A bit later everyone said their good nights and went to sleep. When everything was quiet Noah snuck out and sat down in a field of wildflowers behind the mansion. They looked up at the sky again, their face hurting from laughing so much.

"I knew I’d find you here, you insomniac!" Vessel sat down next to them.

"As if you are any better!" Noah rolled their eyes. Vessel put down his mask next to him and looked up at the sky too. "I like this authentic version of you better." He grinned.

Noah glanced at his side profile, his unmasked face a rare sight, even amongst themselves.

"Hey can I ask you something?" They said.

Vessel closed his eyes and sprawled himself out on the field. "Go ahead."

"Why Noah? Why not just vessel xy?" This question has been bugging them for a while.

Vessel remained quiet for a while and Noah thought he might be sleeping but then opened his eyes and asked "Do you know what Noah means?"

They shook their head.

"Well as with most things, there’s more than just one meaning but one of them is peace. I wanted to give you what you desired, your name is my promise to you."

Noah nodded slowly and hid their face from Vessel’s vision. They didn’t want him to see the stream of tears running down their face. But their shaking back and choked up sounds exposed them anyways.

Vessel didn’t say anything but he hummed a comforting melody until the tears eventually disappeared behind heavy lids and a welcoming darkness offered it’s embrace. Noah thought that their sad story eventually got a good ending after all. "This is not the end, it is just the beginning!" They heard Sleeps strange voice in their head, before their conscious dwindled away.

Dumb lil bonus:

The next morning Noah felt like they were chewed up and spit back out by some monster. Their bones hurt and their vision blurry behind swollen eyes.

The vessels were all sitting at the table eating breakfast together. Only Vessel and Noah were absentmindedly staring at their plates. The Espera ladies chuckled glancing at them and II was sighing in exasperation.

"What’s up with them?" III asked in confusion.

"These two idiots fell asleep outside on the field and…"

"ACHOO!" Vessels loud sneeze echoed through the dining room. IV looking in disbelief as snot landed on his plate.

"They’re sick!" II sighed.

#fanfiction i guess #sleep token #sleep token oc #oc stuff #i'm kinda already regretting posting this 😭

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