forum The Depressed Ones // Bring your most depressed characters !

Started April 24, 2020 by @saor_illust school

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um, hey enzo! kinda feel like trash rn so im just going to make this short and quick
hey, im elara. got diagnosed friedrichs ataxia, a heart condition as a result of that, anxiety, and depression obvioiusly
kinda want to die all the time
yeah, thats about all there is to me
oh, i draw on occasion too
okay ignore that sentence
im always drawing

um, hey enzo! kinda feel like trash rn so im just going to make this short and quick
hey, im elara. got diagnosed friedrichs ataxia, a heart condition as a result of that, anxiety, and depression obvioiusly
kinda want to die all the time
yeah, thats about all there is to me
oh, i draw on occasion too
okay ignore that sentence
im always drawing

Enzo: Thanks guys. Nice to meet you guys too. I’m so sorry about that.

Can I revive this? It looks super interesting and I have a great character for this.

Name: Zephyr
Age: 18 I guess, the story takes place over a couple of years.
Why they're depressed: Because apparently money can't buy happiness and someone forgot to tell him that.
Universe: They all just call it the world (that is its actual name)

um, hey enzo! kinda feel like trash rn so im just going to make this short and quick
hey, im elara. got diagnosed friedrichs ataxia, a heart condition as a result of that, anxiety, and depression obvioiusly
kinda want to die all the time
yeah, thats about all there is to me
oh, i draw on occasion too
okay ignore that sentence
im always drawing

Enzo: Thanks guys. Nice to meet you guys too. I’m so sorry about that.

yeah, thats fine. im gonna die anyways soooooo
is not a big deal, at least not to me anymore ahahaha

Zephyr read through the posts, these people weren't depressed they were insane. Or drunk possibly. Alternate time lines? Freezing time? Paypal? Serial numbers? What the heck?
He looked at Ferrin "They're all raving lunatics. Listen to this." he started reading the posts about timelines, but Ferrin stopped him. "Look Zephyr, when people get that drunk they can't write. You're making this up to get out of talking and you know it. We can't help you, just talk to some other people and you might feel better."
"If you don't believe me, read for yourself." he turned the computer towards Ferrin.
"I can't read Common Tongue. Remember? Just write something already."
Zephyr glared at him, but quickly typed a message and posted.

Ferrin is a slimy toadstool.

Ferrin clapped him on the shoulder and grinned. "Good. You'll see, it'll be fine."
Zephyr almost felt bad, but there was no way he was giving away any private information to these maniacs.

…excuse me? whos this… ferrin person you speak of, and what is meant by the phrase slimy toadstool? sorry, i havent really been too focused on the news or social media for a long time, its more my health ive been focusing on, well, its no secret at this point but because im gonna die soon. yea that was a bit darker than i intended, sorry about that

Zephyr heard the notification, and checked the posts. Whoever this was seemed to be …. okay. They didn't know what slimy toadstool meant though, and there was no capital letters in their post. Maybe it just took less time? Still, it was best not to put to much information out there for these crazies to read.

My best friend. He's forcing me here against my will.

This new one seemed to be a bit… odd, to say the least. Far stranger than any of the others currently on the thread, Elara thought. So they were being forced, huh? Well that was just too bad…

oh, thats too bad. anyways, introductions i guess

hey, im elara, have friedriechs ataxia and will die soon, yayyyyy
kinda hate living half the time, not gonna lie but
i also dont wanna die, if that makes sense??

its nice to meet you, whats your name?

She wanted to know his name? No way was he telling her that. He opened his door and yelled towards the kitchen. "Hey, what was the alias I used in at the ball again?"
Wisp poked her head out of the door. "Boreas. Why?"
"Nothing important."

My name is Boreas.

its nice to meet you, boreas
so what brings you to our small thread? perhaps you too, are like us and aimlessly wander around in our depression-filled world?

Zephyr didn't want to write anything, but Ferrin was watching him.

Sure. That.

Melanie had been silently lurking on the thread for a while, and now she decided to add her own voice.

So what makes you depressed, Boreas?

Well, people dying I guess. I'm not sure how to answer that question.

Zephyr stared at his post. What a pathetic response, people dying. But what else could he say?

Melanie studied the words, not entirely sure how to respond.

…any people in particular?

She winced. That had sounded pretty callous, in retrospect.

Zephyr gulped, looking at his screen. Should he tell them? They seemed to be thinking clearly now, unlike before.

My mother.

He thought about it for a bit, then typed another response.

And Megan.

Melanie read the replies and decided to try and make up for her previous behavior.

I'm really sorry, that's horrible. Who's Megan? Or do you not want to talk about it? I understand if you don't.

Hm. They must think it was very tragic or something, he leaned back and thought about what to say. Who was Megan even? Friend? Teammate? Both he supposed.

She was one of my friends.

He wasn't contributing much to the conversation was he? They must think he was being grumpy. He was, but they didn't need to know that. So he wrote something else.

What about you guys? Any thing you want to say?

Melanie really wasn't sure what to say, but she figured this was good practice for when she had real friends one day and needed to comfort them.

I'm sorry to hear that…..are you doing okay? Is there anything we can do?

She saw their addition and typed

I'm basically doing okay right now myself, but I'll let you know ig

Zephyr heard the message, and was going to ignore it, but Ferrin opened up the laptop and made him sit down.

I'm fine. I have no deep seated issues, I have no past trauma, I'm not dying, I'm doing okay. Ferrin is the one who needs help. But when I talk to you he seems happy, so I'm talking to you. I'm fine.

He looked at Ferrin, who smiled back. "What'd they say?"
"Depressed stuff."

(noted XD)
Melanie was getting a weird vibe from this new person, but told herself not to judge. Sure, what they said wasn't adding up, but she knew that if she'd just lost some loved ones, she probably wouldn't be acting very normal either.

Well I'm glad you're doing basically okay right now, but if you're ever not doing okay, I guess this thread is here to listen. I'm not the original creator but I think I can say we're here for you, aright?