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— 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷
@BLOODYF0RGOTTEN
ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ.
Writer is 32 Katılım Ocak 2023
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@ojadeite —
That had to be it.
None of this was real.
Stumbling back from the glass, he moved to sit on the floor, curling himself up with his head leaning against his knees.
“None of this is real!.”
Tears fell down his cheeks, trying to comprehend what was happening.
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the punch most definitely (startled) the poor eridian, leaving adrian to take several steps back in a hurry with both limbs back on the ground even as their squeak in surprise. it was a good idea to request the rest of the eridian group to stay away even when it was clear the man
— 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷@BLOODYF0RGOTTEN
— Fear, rage and panic coursing through his system as his one good hand turned into a fist and punched at the xenonite bubble. But quickly realising it wasn’t going to break, Simon began to pace, breathing harsh and panting.
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@vulpecuIar — a gulp of saliva fell down his throat as he thought on how to respond.
“My name’s..”
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭.
𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑.
“.. Simon.”
Voice gruff, having taken a pause before admitting his name and then grimacing, expecting harshness.
Expecting pain.
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@vulpecuIar — What if all of this was fake? Nothing but his mind playing tricks on him, that Eel teasing him into something wonderful.
Into Freedom.
No, he had to keep up this facade, show that he isn’t weak.
But he wanted to know his name.
No one had ever asked that before.
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ㅤ
grace had developed a little routine since he had been made a comfortable life on erid .
daylight had reached mid – point in the biodome ————ㅤaround the time that the daily lessons to the pebbles had come to a closeㅤ( &.͟ )ㅤ...
ㅤ
— 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷@BLOODYF0RGOTTEN
[ Starter for @vulpecuIar ] It was like his life had flashed before his eyes, images dancing through his mind as he accepted his fate. Entering the SM- 13 submarine, getting sent down into the blood ocean, seeing the picture of the skeleton and how everything went downhill—
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@vulpecuIar — yet to believe.
He knew this Grace meant well but who knows? He could be working for COI, ready to take him back and dump him back in that blood Ocean.
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@vulpecuIar — help or clean clothes or even food.
He was nothing but a monster.
Everything was just too confusing and sure he could ask for answers but what was the point? The rocks that sing had explained to him that he was on another planet, that the stars hadn’t died out.
But he was—
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“Hm, guess I’ve not been feeling hungry.”
Or he believes he doesn’t deserve food.
—— 𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚈 .ᐟ@ERIDECHOES
⠀ to be honest, rocky isn't sure. grace claimed food showed up with a simple demand to armando, but it looked like rotten mosaics of imitations than anything rocky could feasibly stomach. "armando make," he says simply. "simon say break-fast and food arrive." ⠀
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Tears stricken his cheeks, sliding through the blood and creating a clear path downward, showing he was in fact human or partly human.
He didn’t know any more.
He can feel the extra teeth sticking out from his neck on his left side, that is not where teeth belong.
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𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐇.@DomumVincit
sure how well it’s working. “i’m eleanore. i’m here to help you, though, i promise…”
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“I slept a few hours and what is the food again?.”
—— 𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚈 .ᐟ@ERIDECHOES
⠀ ⠀ “understand. i still getting used to simon, too. sleep good, question? eat good, question?” ⠀ ⠀
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@vulpecuIar —
Looking around the room he was, confusion masked his face.
“I’m dead.”
His voice croaked, his body kicking into gear as he began to have a coughing fit and in turn keel to the side and vomit up red thick blood, his mouth and lips tasting of that familiar iron.
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@vulpecuIar — stronger.
And it would be this day.
𝐄𝐲𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝.
Would call out in warning as the human’s eyes were in fact slowly opening.
Simon remembered a lot of red, a lot of darkness and he was now greeted with sterile white causing him to squint.
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