
@Painted-Iris group
(I'm afraid I'm going to bed super early because I got like 4 hours last night ahaha so I'll reply more tomorrow!)
(I'm afraid I'm going to bed super early because I got like 4 hours last night ahaha so I'll reply more tomorrow!)
(Eyyy :D)
(And okay! Yes, sleep is important go get sleep >:0)
Elliot nibbled on his lip again, glancing up to make sure Marcos hadn't decided to appear. He just was having a really hard time with this.
Elliot is typing…
Elliot: Alright, then. Which means I wouldn't be able to find you, yeah?
…Elliot might have meant it sarcastically. Only a little.
Wren scowled at the screen, realizing there were only two ways Elliot would be able to find him: Asking Marcos about it, risking his memories… or Derlik, the god of chaos.
Wren is typing...
Wren: Yes and no… There are two people that would know and… both happen to be gods.
Elliot snorted some.
Elliot is typing…
Elliot: Really I have no intentions of wanting to talk to any god any time soon
Wren couldn't help but laugh as well. But not in a positive way.
Wren is typing...
Wren: Especially when one of the two I mentioned is considered a massive sadist and would probably only tell you after messing with you physically and mentally first.
Elliot paled just a touch at those words.
Elliot is typing…
Elliot: Which one? Asstral or Dicklik?
Wren couldn't help but burst out laughing. Oh, he was definitely calling using 'Dicklik' from now on.
Wren is typing...
Wren: "Dicklik"
Wren: I don't know why I didn't think of that. That's a great nickname for him.
Elliot smiled to himself a bit, glad to see he wasn't the only one who enjoyed the nickname.
Elliot is typing…
Elliot: I spend way too much time thinking of anything to insult the bastard :)
Wren could understand that. He wondered how Derlik would react if he used the insult directly to the god's face. If he killed him, it really wouldn't matter at this point. Marcos somehow was able to keep Derlik in line enough that his soul was never stolen.
Wren is typing...
Wren: Has he come to bother you a lot? I know he's visited you, as he can't seem to stop harassing Claimed in general.
Elliot snorted some. A lot? That was an understatement. The god just loved to try to mess around with him. He was just glad Marcos cared enough to make sure he wasn't killed.
Elliot is typing…
Elliot: Yeah, way too much. Id love to just punch him in the face one of these days to make him leave me alone
((Those nicknames are hilarious))
(Oh, Asstral was an easy one to make honestly)
(But Dicklik had me actually laughing so hard)
The boy rolled his eyes just thinking about the scantily dressed god. There were so many things that caused him mistrust and anger towards Derlik. For one, Kye was still with him. Who knew what horrible state he was in now.
Wren is typing...
Wren: Honestly, seeing as words don't mean anything to him. Promises either.
((Yeah I’d never considered Dicklik lmao))
(Asstral was an easy one. Swim and I call him that all the time ahaha)
((Which is fair, he is an ass))
(I started reading your rp earlier and within seconds I wanted to cry. Poor Simon, someone go give him hugs please)
((omg thank youuuu and yes he needs all of the hugs. Except from Astral, Astral’s no longer allowed within five feet of him))
(All Wren's seen of him is Astral abusing Marcos. It hasn't been him just yet ahaha)
(Derlik however pretty much traumatized him and guilt tripped him for not being dead)
((Oooooof poor Wren))
((Simon's been ripped apart over and over, he's had it worse :( ))
((Yeahhhh that’s true lol))
(I'm happy to admit Iris is the one who gave me the idea for Dicklik aha)
(And pretty much everyone who has anything to do with these gods at all need hugs ;-;)
(Everyone has been hurt so much/is going to be hurt so much)
Elliot had been turned into too many things by Derlik under the guise of 'hanging out' or 'just having a little fun.' He wouldn't be able to forget most of the things, ever. It made him shiver just thinking about it.
Elliot is typing…
Elliot: The only thing that seems to matter to Dicklik is what he wants
Elliot: And how horny he is
Wren practically groaned, unfortunately remembering each and every conversation Derlik had had with himself, pretending Wren could actually reply.
Wren is typing...
Wren: Believe me. I know.
Wren: He once brought me into consciousness just to talk about what turned him on. It was a very long list.
(I'm happy to admit Iris is the one who gave me the idea for Dicklik aha)
(And pretty much everyone who has anything to do with these gods at all need hugs ;-;)
(Everyone has been hurt so much/is going to be hurt so much)
(Omg the name origin thing made you think of that? Lmaoooo)
(Yeah it was lol)
Elliot held back a tart snort, shaking his head. He'd expect no less from Derlik.
Elliot is typing…
Elliot: That sounds disgusting
Elliot: I hate him more now
Simon had been following along with interest, having opted for just lurking for a bit. Though he’d of course recognized when Astral’s name had popped up, chuckling to himself at the nickname.
Sy is typing…
Sy: Glad I didn’t get stuck with that much of a perv. Sorry that y’all have to deal with that though.
Wren sighed, feeling a little nostalgic of the good times he and Marcos had. Yeah, he would hate life a million times more if he were stuck with either of those two. But then again, he would be able to see his friend instead of being locked in a room for hundreds of years.
Wren is typing...
Wren: +Elliot welcome to the official I hate Derlik club
Wren: +Sy you don’t have to be claimed by him for him to ruin your life
Simon sort of thought that over for a moment. It was a bit surprising to him that someone would let the other gods bother their Claimed soul, but maybe that’s because he himself hadn’t met any other gods besides Astral.
Sy is typing…
Sy: that’s true. i haven’t met any other gods yet though, only heard of some.
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