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Started April 22, 2019 by Deleted user

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"You wouldn't see that, would you? Have you no passion, do you see no reason to forge on at the sign of adversary?" Narcissus asked.

"Oh just shut up. It's pointless because you guys seemed so keen on getting the others back, but no. Now your just whiney little kids." He replied

"Do you want the shit beaten out of you too, Un-grateful Dead?" Narcissus asked.

Ollie was on the ground again, covering his head with his hands and cowering in fear. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be shaking.

(I would like to apologize for Narcissus being an ass, by the way. Ollie didn't deserve that Narcissus just has a temper shorter than a ticket stub.)

"Oh, get up and stop being so overly dramatic, Specs." he glared at Ollie.

Depression sighed. "Alright. We are going to go upstairs." He said then picked up Narcissus and went upstairs.

(Lmao no problem)
Ollie looked up at Narcissus. All the anger that was in his eyes earlier had been replaced by fear and pain. He looked weak; submissive, even.

"Oi! Get off!" Narcissus pushed Depression away. "Okay, Ollie. I'm not going to touch you. But you keep your pretty mouth shut or I decide that you need to be shown what happens to bitchy brainiacs." he glared, then turned away and sat at the foot of the stairs, skirts billowing as he walked.

Depression shook his head and sighed it's too early for this he thought. Then he went into the kitchen to make himself a coffee.

"I-I was never going to hit you, Narcissus!" Ollie called out to him, but not in a biting tone. It sounded more like pleading. "N-Never. I just… got really frustrated because this is a huge problem and no one really seems to care a-and you weren't doing anything… w… w-what I'm trying to say is… uh… s-sorry." (Oof he doesn't like apologizing)

"Huh?" apologizing. A first. "Well I'm sorry too. Can I get you anything?" he asked. "Uh, water, um… I dunno. But I wasn't acting right and I'm still pissed but I don't really know…" he stumbled over his words.

Ollie shook his head and quietly drew his knees up to his chest. He took out his comb and fixed his hair since it was a mess and it was driving him crazy.

C was sitting on the couch quietly, fingers clutching the necklace tightly. He seemed to be the only one paying attention to Thomas, who was trying to summon the main sides. "Shit." He muttered, feeling himself and everyone else being summoned.

"If he continues to call them we might have to dress up and pretend to be them." Depression said as he drank his coffee.

"It's too late, we're being summoned," C said, popping up in Patton's place.

Narcissus rose up into where Roman typically was. "Okay, I can explain-" he began, as Thomas had never really met any of them before.

Depression rose up into Virgil's spot and sat.

Ollie composed himself before appearing in Logan's spot, waiting to see how this played out or answer any questions he was asked. (Yeah probably)

Thomas blinked. "Wait, who are all of you and where are Patton, Logan, Roman, and Virgil?" He asked, his voice panicked. C bit his lip, fingers tapping on his leg. "Well, he's still anxious so we at least know that the main sides are still alive." He muttered.

"Uhhh you know how we changed outfits in the Hogwarts video? Well we did it again. Fear not, tis I, Roman, still here!" Oh god I'm pretending to be my dad. Well, add that to the list of things I never thought I would end up doing I guess.

(I have theories that this won't end well. If our characters are taking the places of the main sides, it won't work out. Ollie is only Thomas's orderliness, he isn't logic and reasoning. Depression doesn't put your guard up, quite the opposite, it makes you lose hope that there is a point to go on. Desire isn't creativity and honestly it'll just make Thomas's ego fly too close to the sun, and while C can probably handle Patton's role it isn't the same as a moral compass. So yeah. Welcome to mindpalace hell, mwa ha ha.)

"Yeah. Clearly he is at least anxious." Depression said and looked at the ceiling as he sat on the stairs.

"Not helping. Also, I don't like this corner, it's boring. Can we decorate it at some point?" Narcissus asked, looking at the walls of his father's corner.

C rolled his eyes, putting up a hand to hide it. "I'm C, also known as Coping Methods, I'm Emile's kid." He said, holding out a hand to Thomas who shook it, looking scared as all hell. "And no, please don't ask how we're the kids of your sides, we don't even want to know."