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hauntedsavior) wrote2021-09-04 09:34 pm
hauntedsavior) wrote2021-09-04 09:34 pm
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anna amarande
31/f. happily ever after we lived, the end.
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What the hell happened. I was sitting here all peaceful at home and then I just get... sucked here? Some random Victorian city with a bunch of monsters and blood and shit? I don't think this is gonna end well. Getting flashbacks to when I first got the app... except this time I might be handling it better? Ha. I mean, fuck, Zee told me to start writing down my thoughts to try to keep them all sorted out, right?
But it doesn't change what's happening. I was supposed to meet her. In the city. I wasn't supposed to leave and she sure as hell didn't tell me about any of this. Would make it all way easier if she had, but fuck me for thinking I had this all figured out, huh.
I wish it didn't feel like I was supposed to be here. I knew my destiny back home. Hell, I fulfilled it! But now the universe is telling me that there's more to my story. To A2's story. God, A2. Sorry. I know you aren't really here. I know you're just memories. I don't think anyone ever really got that when I was so full of myself on it. Maybe they thought I was crazy for caring about your life. Giving you peace. Maybe I am! Nobody else seemed to give a shit about their soul buddies the way I did.
One way or another I'm gonna need to call on you again, girl. Let's figure out why we're here, do the thing, and get back home.
Talk to you later, A2.
God, is that how I'm doing it? Like I'm writing letters to someone who can't write back? Fuck, man.
But it doesn't change what's happening. I was supposed to meet her. In the city. I wasn't supposed to leave and she sure as hell didn't tell me about any of this. Would make it all way easier if she had, but fuck me for thinking I had this all figured out, huh.
I wish it didn't feel like I was supposed to be here. I knew my destiny back home. Hell, I fulfilled it! But now the universe is telling me that there's more to my story. To A2's story. God, A2. Sorry. I know you aren't really here. I know you're just memories. I don't think anyone ever really got that when I was so full of myself on it. Maybe they thought I was crazy for caring about your life. Giving you peace. Maybe I am! Nobody else seemed to give a shit about their soul buddies the way I did.
One way or another I'm gonna need to call on you again, girl. Let's figure out why we're here, do the thing, and get back home.
Talk to you later, A2.
God, is that how I'm doing it? Like I'm writing letters to someone who can't write back? Fuck, man.
If I don't tell your stories, who will?
Yours, A2. Rose's. Kara, Freya, Pen, Lillian. Clover and Violet and Lina and Jasmine. Eren and Elliot and Kasen. Derek, for christ's sake.
2B.
No.4.
Kainé.
Do your stories even need to be told? Or am I supposed to keep them in here forever so they die out with me?
Can I even die anymore? Or am I going to wander this place forever? Just like you did. The last living member of what used to be your squad, roaming around in a place that's become totally foreign to her. Sole survivor, cursed with second sight. Take me away, Buck Dharma.
I don't think I'm ready to say goodbye to them yet. On some level I already did, sure, but this is different. There's no way back to Recolle, and there's no guarantee any of us will be the same even if I find a way back. I'm the only one here who knows these people even existed.
Alone on a Friday night? God, you're pathetic.
I don't even know why I'm thinking this stuff. It doesn't matter. They just aren't here anymore, and if you're here as more than memories at all then I'm the one you're talking through anyway. I have to get used to the idea that everyone I cared about is another world away from me. But at least this time I won't have to see the unrecognizing stares on their faces when we pass as strangers in the street.
You are still here, aren't you?
Yours, A2. Rose's. Kara, Freya, Pen, Lillian. Clover and Violet and Lina and Jasmine. Eren and Elliot and Kasen. Derek, for christ's sake.
2B.
No.4.
Kainé.
Do your stories even need to be told? Or am I supposed to keep them in here forever so they die out with me?
Can I even die anymore? Or am I going to wander this place forever? Just like you did. The last living member of what used to be your squad, roaming around in a place that's become totally foreign to her. Sole survivor, cursed with second sight. Take me away, Buck Dharma.
I don't think I'm ready to say goodbye to them yet. On some level I already did, sure, but this is different. There's no way back to Recolle, and there's no guarantee any of us will be the same even if I find a way back. I'm the only one here who knows these people even existed.
Alone on a Friday night? God, you're pathetic.
I don't even know why I'm thinking this stuff. It doesn't matter. They just aren't here anymore, and if you're here as more than memories at all then I'm the one you're talking through anyway. I have to get used to the idea that everyone I cared about is another world away from me. But at least this time I won't have to see the unrecognizing stares on their faces when we pass as strangers in the street.
You are still here, aren't you?
Oh, it's like that, y'all.
I'm in. I can learn this.
More of a laid-back flow than I was expecting from you, but I guess we don't wanna blow this place's minds too early.
I'm in. I can learn this.
More of a laid-back flow than I was expecting from you, but I guess we don't wanna blow this place's minds too early.
Oh, fuck yeah, dude. I'm into the groove here.
We gotta come up with a cool name for ourselves.
Just pitching "Outworlders" as the first thing that came to mind, but I'm definitely way open to suggestions.
We gotta come up with a cool name for ourselves.
Just pitching "Outworlders" as the first thing that came to mind, but I'm definitely way open to suggestions.
Dope.
Outworlders makes me think of a label name. I'm into it.
Before Mad Trigger Crew I was in Mad Comic Dialog with this tool of a comedian.
Might be cool to recycle the Mad concept again 'cause I'm a one trick pony.
Outworlders makes me think of a label name. I'm into it.
Before Mad Trigger Crew I was in Mad Comic Dialog with this tool of a comedian.
Might be cool to recycle the Mad concept again 'cause I'm a one trick pony.
Oh, I'm totally into that.
Mad Gear Syndicate or something like that.
Wait, no, that sounds like... eh, whatever, it's not important what it sounds like.
I really like the the Mad concept either way. And you're the one who's got more experience with it.
I defer to you.
Mad Gear Syndicate or something like that.
Wait, no, that sounds like... eh, whatever, it's not important what it sounds like.
I really like the the Mad concept either way. And you're the one who's got more experience with it.
I defer to you.
Madworlders? Hah.
Isn't Mad World a wicked depressing song already?
Bit edgy.
( Said mister hardcore. )
Isn't Mad World a wicked depressing song already?
Bit edgy.
( Said mister hardcore. )
Yeah, it's pretty rough.
But if you want a laugh, listen to the Tears for Fears original sometime.
Same lyrics, TOTALLY different vibe. Hope you like shitty 80s synths.
That said,
We shared cigarettes in a graveyard after cutting ourselves to bleed on flowers.
If we're worried about being too edgy then we should've stopped a month ago.
But if you want a laugh, listen to the Tears for Fears original sometime.
Same lyrics, TOTALLY different vibe. Hope you like shitty 80s synths.
That said,
We shared cigarettes in a graveyard after cutting ourselves to bleed on flowers.
If we're worried about being too edgy then we should've stopped a month ago.
Shit.
I'm ready for 80s synths.
... You know what, you have a point.
Go full edge or go home. 🔪💀
I'm ready for 80s synths.
... You know what, you have a point.
Go full edge or go home. 🔪💀
Like, my dude, we are JOINING the BLACK PARADE.
We exist in Edgetown.
Population: Us.
Let's embrace it. Madworlders.
We exist in Edgetown.
Population: Us.
Let's embrace it. Madworlders.
Knuck tats reading MAD and, having transcended the limitations of the form, WORLDERS.
God, that's a stupid joke, don't worry about it.
Fuck, dude, I'm so pissed I can't get tats anymore. You're gonna have to get a permanent marker or some shit.
Jackets, though? I'm into it. I picked up a leather jacket the other day. Time to get it blinged out.
God, that's a stupid joke, don't worry about it.
Fuck, dude, I'm so pissed I can't get tats anymore. You're gonna have to get a permanent marker or some shit.
Jackets, though? I'm into it. I picked up a leather jacket the other day. Time to get it blinged out.
All right, as long as you don't mind random doodles. I'm pretty good at drawing skulls.
Getting a leather jacket with spikes n studs might be my next priority. Cool DIY project probably.
Getting a leather jacket with spikes n studs might be my next priority. Cool DIY project probably.
Fuck no I don't mind random doodles. Let's do it.
Skulls and spikes and studs. We're gonna build a Hot Topic and then rob it.
Skulls and spikes and studs. We're gonna build a Hot Topic and then rob it.
You have been invited for Ruby Rose's birthday party!
The party will be held at the house Ruby lives in over in the Gaze district. [ There's an address included, or just general directions, along with the time the party starts. ] Feel free to dress up or not - you know Ruby won't mind either way. You're also free to bring a present if you want to. If you want to bring one, but you're having trouble thinking of what to get her, you can ask me, I guess.
.. Or Oscar. Actually, ask Oscar.
[ Please don't make her talk to people. ]
Let's do our best to make it fun for Ruby. She's had a really crappy time around this time last year, and I know she would love to be surrounded by her friends.
( ooc: the log for the party can be found over here! )
The party will be held at the house Ruby lives in over in the Gaze district. [ There's an address included, or just general directions, along with the time the party starts. ] Feel free to dress up or not - you know Ruby won't mind either way. You're also free to bring a present if you want to. If you want to bring one, but you're having trouble thinking of what to get her, you can ask me, I guess.
.. Or Oscar. Actually, ask Oscar.
[ Please don't make her talk to people. ]
Let's do our best to make it fun for Ruby. She's had a really crappy time around this time last year, and I know she would love to be surrounded by her friends.
( ooc: the log for the party can be found over here! )
I already know you're not here anymore. I'm just pretending you're still here. But pretending is the best I can do. I already said goodbye to most of the Geteilts. I don't know who I'm going to try to let go of next. I don't even know if that dumbass thing even made me feel better. Oscar's the only one who understands what I was doing with it. Ruby's trying but god help her she's stupid.
I just don't know how to make my flower bloom. Which is such a dumb fucking thing to get caught up on. It's a magic flower, and I'm letting it dictate my entire life, trying to make it match Samatoki's. What am I even worried about, it's not like it's gonna wither away and die. If it were gonna do that, it'd be doing it already. But no, here I am trying to turn my life around so I see some fucking petals grow.
I saw how this is supposed to go. I met her. But she isn't me, and I'm not her. I still haven't even watched Back to the Future and she told me that I was definitely going to.
Is that the thing I'm latching on to now?
If you're actually still there, A2, just give me a sign. I won't even mind if you take my head this time. Get rid of it and make me a full android. I just want to know I'm not as alone as it feels.
I just don't know how to make my flower bloom. Which is such a dumb fucking thing to get caught up on. It's a magic flower, and I'm letting it dictate my entire life, trying to make it match Samatoki's. What am I even worried about, it's not like it's gonna wither away and die. If it were gonna do that, it'd be doing it already. But no, here I am trying to turn my life around so I see some fucking petals grow.
I saw how this is supposed to go. I met her. But she isn't me, and I'm not her. I still haven't even watched Back to the Future and she told me that I was definitely going to.
Is that the thing I'm latching on to now?
If you're actually still there, A2, just give me a sign. I won't even mind if you take my head this time. Get rid of it and make me a full android. I just want to know I'm not as alone as it feels.
[ Yuri's never really one for asking for help, so when he texted Anna earlier, it wasn't at all phrased as "help me", but instead as "hey I'm doing this, do you want to join me." He doesn't need help, but he also doesn't not need help. Really, he's terrible at fighting on his own these days. He hates that that's true, but it really is. Fighting monsters isn't a one person job, and there's a big one he's after. It's been coming out when he's on patrol, and he's tracked its movements, heading into the forest in Trenchwood, stalking deer and rabbits and, if they're unlucky, people. He tried to take it on, a few days ago, and came away with a huge gash on his arm and a conviction that if he'd stayed, he would have been monster chow.
Maybe he does have a sense of self-preservation after all.
So all that's to say, he walks by Anna's side, his sword not yet unsheathed, pointing deeper into the forest. ]
There's a good spot over there to camp out until he wakes up. Then, we can get that guy.
[ There's excitement in his voice, an undercurrent of it, more than she may have heard before. The blood in the air is starting to get to him, his skin a paler blue, his incisors growing longer over his lips ]
Maybe he does have a sense of self-preservation after all.
So all that's to say, he walks by Anna's side, his sword not yet unsheathed, pointing deeper into the forest. ]
There's a good spot over there to camp out until he wakes up. Then, we can get that guy.
[ There's excitement in his voice, an undercurrent of it, more than she may have heard before. The blood in the air is starting to get to him, his skin a paler blue, his incisors growing longer over his lips ]
[it's new, but she doesn't mind it. she's still wrapping her head around the way the blood affects people and doesn't have many physical transformations herself, but being invited out here came way more easily than it otherwise might have—after all, didn't they talk about not killing these things unless it was necessary? or was it just eating them... it's not important. she's here, with yuri, and they're on the hunt. and it's bringing real excitement to her blood and lighting up her eyes.]
[she's traded in her leather jacket for a longcoat that covers her arms and sweeps away her footprints as she presses into the forest with him. her sword is still in its shitty little bag on her back, but it's easy to get to for now.]
Good plan. So how long have you been tracking this guy again?
[she's traded in her leather jacket for a longcoat that covers her arms and sweeps away her footprints as she presses into the forest with him. her sword is still in its shitty little bag on her back, but it's easy to get to for now.]
Good plan. So how long have you been tracking this guy again?
My birthday. I'm almost old now.
My sister's around now too so she'll be here.
My sister's around now too so she'll be here.
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