Belle carefully watched over her new children as he brought them in, her heart melting as she watched them peacefully sleep.
Ryan laid the babies down in a fold out crib he had set up in the living room weeks ago. "I'll uhh… be back?" He said it as if he had to request permission to leave.
(Yeah we can skip.)
Lillian didn't even bother to attempt to push him off. She was being a little bit crushed yes but was more focused on the fact that Darren was there. (Even if he was causing her mild discomfort)
Darren's writer, Darren, understood the difference between cliché and tropes. After a few thousand pages of this RP, he really was running out of ways to wake a character up in the morning without seeming cliché because it's just been done before. So he decided to be a problem child instead.
When Darren woke up, Lillian was asleep and the there was no light coming through the living room windows. It was unusual for Darren to wake up in the middle of the night considering he was such a heavy sleeper. He pushed himself off of Lillian and to his feet. It was dark, but he could feel that something was off. Was he standing a little taller than normal? He began walking toward the kitchen to get some water and clear his mind but he ran into the living room coffee table hard enough that he felt it break against his leg but it didn't hurt. Was the room smaller or was he bigger? He ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Suddenly, it all made sense. Balthazar's red and black face stared back at him with a shark tooth smile. Had he lost the ability to control when he turned? How long would it be before Balthazar took over completely? He didn't want Lillian to have to stress about losing him too much so in that moment, he had made the decision to not tell her for as long as he could. God, was he a bad liar.
(sorry that was so long… I just want to make issues… I'm really in a mood.)
(I can tell….)
(it's not even good writing, its just a lot)
(Yeah, I've got to go soon so like, response will come later.)
(That's fine by me… Just so you know, I have a swim meet later tonight so I will be unavailable until late o'clock)
(Tomorrow will be the same ordeal because I'll be heading to a football game)
(Oooo fun. I get that, your chill.)
(Hopefully Jacks will grace us with her presence at some point)
(hopefully)
Lillian's writer, Kate, did not apprecatie the problem child, but would except him either way. She used to be a problem child after all.
Lillian whined slightly at the loss of warmth from Darren leaving her. She curled in on herself in sleep letting out a slight sigh at the new, but meager warmth.
Belle carefully watched over her new children as he brought them in, her heart melting as she watched them peacefully sleep.
Ryan laid the babies down in a fold out crib he had set up in the living room weeks ago. "I'll uhh… be back?" He said it as if he had to request permission to leave.
She waved him off, never taking her attention away from her babies. "Don't die, I'll be here. I love you."
(I am here and I am queer, get used to it)
(Hopefully Jacks will grace us with her presence at some point)
(Your wish has been granted)
(I take that back, I'm barely here and hardly queer…)
Lillian's writer, Kate, did not apprecatie the problem child, but would except him either way. She used to be a problem child after all.
Lillian whined slightly at the loss of warmth from Darren leaving her. She curled in on herself in sleep letting out a slight sigh at the new, but meager warmth.
Darren began to panic, Balthazar was taking over his consciousness. Could it be that all that time in the underworld in demon form had negative implications.
She waved him off, never taking her attention away from her babies. "Don't die, I'll be here. I love you."
He basically disappeared from where he was standing when he ran to the basement as fast as he could. He stared at the chains on the floor. They were attached deep into the cement, there was no way he could pull them out but he was worried Convel would be able to. How long could he be down here before Belle began to wonder what he was up to. He hoped the babies would be enough of a distraction.
(I mean, fair. But that's everyone nowadays.)
Lillian started to wake up slowly. The more she woke up the more she noticed and her heart began to hurt. Yesterday, yesterday was just a dream wasn't it?
(I mean, fair. But that's everyone nowadays.)
(Queer really just means weird so I guess we are all a little weird…)
Balthazar looked around his new surroundings, he had been trapped inside that human form for longer than he thought he'd have to be. He found that watching while the human made all the decisions was exhausting. He exited the bathroom and walked into the kitchen. From there, he could see Lillian laying on the couch. Although Darren might've cared about Lillian knowing, he was only watching now and had no control over the demons actions.
(Yep :)
Lillian heard a noise and sat up slowly. Maye it wasn't a dream? She really hoped it wasn't.