winganon

[winganon]

If there's any grammatical error ignore it I haven't written in English since a long time

Im back wow, sorry I keep dissapearing it's just that life has become a really big mess. I've discovered that I'm a system and it's really hard to accept for me since because of that I've realized a lot of stuffs (the majority being bad stuffs)

Thanks to that I've kinda put my mental health to the side and things just got worse since then (thankfully I have also been going to a therapist and psychiatrist lol) and I've also lost almost all my interest in cj thanks to some stuffs that involve a specific person saying dt to a friend

I will probably abandon all the anons accounts that I have, I've been planning to do so since a few weeks but I wanted to write them some kind of "end" ig, I just haven't been able to write anything since last year basically

[winganon]

. . .

*they finally decided to try to touch the weird slime, so he plucked out one of his primary feathers and kneeled down to be closer to it*

*after a few seconds of simply being there doing nothing they touched the slime with the tip of his feather, regretting doing that almost instantly as it seemed like he had just caused the worst effect posible. the slime was now shaking uncontrollably while becoming bigger, it was... strange and unexplainable, at least for him, but funny enough it seemed to be the only thing that had made him actually feel something, even if that something was fear, he couldn't stop themself from laughing at the sudden overwhelming emotion, it wasn't a nice thing to feel but oh god it was nice finally having some kind of emotion*

*as the slime slowly started to move towards them and take the same form as him (with the only exception that it was missing a few sets of wings), they simply started to try to run, even if he was being followed they couldn't care less in that instant, all it's attention was directed to try to not have a breakdown over the overwhelming feelings going through him, which made him only able to cry and laugh while everything was happening*

[winganon]

is there anything we can do

// I can't cut the clip to the exact moment but oh well

[winganon]

wait what

// :3

[winganon]

Alright but where is Xuthus right now???

// that's unimportant right now, but don't worry they're alright... Or well as alright as you can be when you're forcefully put in a coma :)

[winganon]

u good?

If we ignore the fact that I'm still feeling fucking numb then I'm alright I guess

[winganon]

Hi Aeolus :)

Hello anon

[winganon]

hey wing, how are u??

Uh sorry but I think that you got confused, my name isn't wing

*damn this guy it's just suffering, they were looking at the strange slime that just seemed to keep changing it's form, not staying in a consistent form though strangely it always went back to becoming some kind of knife*

[winganon]

// Damn

If the groundhog sees @winganon, that’s 6 more weeks of winter.

[winganon]

oh??

*the slime took the form of a purple kitchen knife, it looked like it was really sharp*

*Aeolus simply decided to get away from it, not wanting to deal with whatever had just happened, they still needed to figure out why they felt numb*

[winganon]

goop arc /j

*they stared at the weird slime, it seemed to take the form of a knife of some sorts slowly, he didn't like that*

[winganon]

*he was still in the same place, though now there seemed to be a strange purple slime a few meters away from them, it was small but stood out in the white room*

[winganon]

Why You Ourple

I don't know

[winganon]

...Aeolus?

*bingo! You got their attention*

...what?

[winganon]

are they dead

*oh no they aren't dead don't worry, just that apparently they don't answer to that name right now*

[winganon]

hey Wing u there?

*once again no reaction was given*