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most characters are based around voices in my head, so naturally i have no cute characters..//
most characters are based around voices in my head, so naturally i have no cute characters..//
( lol. I feel you Duskie. Guess I don’t have a very cute side. Must be a side effect of being removed from social interaction for 7 yrs. lol. Also, should I skip to morning now?)
(Sure. The only way I even have a cute side was thanks to my ex.)
(Rest. Sorry about that. I wouldn’t know how that feels. Never been in a relationship. Lol. Anyways)
**time skip brought to you by emotionally unstable teen killers**
Patch opened her eyes slowly. She still felt exhausted, but at least she hadn’t had any nightmares. That was weird. Half the reason she avoided sleep was because of nightmares that would leave her crying for days and screaming into the air, stabbing at hallucinations. But this time, all she felt was warm. She looked down at her arms and realized that she had spent the night snuggling with Tino. She knew she should be embarrassed, but she just felt… happy? Was that the way fuzzy thing she was feeling? She cuddled closer to him, enjoying the warmth and the sunshine streaming through the windows.
Tino slept soundly, he never was an early riser thanks to his parents that yelled through the night and the nightmares he had when he did fall asleep. All he knew at the moment was that he was warm and he was safe. Nothing else really mattered at the moment. He was comfortable, in a nice bed. He felt like he was floating, just comfortable in his bed, nuzzled into something warm. He peeps one of his black obsidian eyes open and yawns softly, not wanting to fully wake up yet. He sighs happily and relaxes, purring softly at the comfort he felt at the moment. He wanted to feel like this all the time, safe and happy.
(Yo, I’d like to know who’s stalking this. Sound off please.)
Asher exited the woods pretty early in the morning, covered in blood. Most of the blood may or may not of been on his mouth. He wipes his mouth, his sleeve, the only clean part of him, was covered in blood now. "I am going to be less messy next time." he promises himself, knowing full well that he wont.
Your last post vs. mine…//
(Very different. Lol. I think this forum’s gonna be interesting! In the meantime)
Patch felt Tino wake up a little. She watched him yawn. He snuggled into her and…. was he purring? She rested her head on top of his. Yep. Definitely purring. The weird feeling she had intensified. He was so cute… she didn’t want to wake him up but she wanted breakfast. She tried to slowly extricate herself from his grip.
Tino's eyes open when he felt Patch wake up. He grumbles a little before sighing and looking up. "Morning…" He mumbles, nuzzling into the other. He sighs quietly. "Time for breakfast?" He rubs his eyes, looking up at the other. He grumbles in annoyance before happily looking at the other. "I'm hungry." He was with Patch. He was away from his abusive parents.
Patch chuckles. “So am I. I can go get something for you to eat so you can get a little more sleep. You look tired. What would you like?” She asks, gently rubbing his back in small circles.
"Anything…" He mumbles softly, shutting his eyes as he slowly dozes again. He takes a quiet breath, settling down a little as he relaxes into her gentle assurances. He actually felt safe for once in his life, even though he was surrounded by killers.
Asher enters the house, looking around. "Probably should've asked for directions yesterday." he muttered and walked into the center of the room. "This place is very spacious." he comments as he stops and just stands in the middle of the room.
Patch smiled at the sleeping figure next to her, then crawled out of the warm bed. She rifled through her bags and found a hair brush. She swiped it through her hair a few times, then tied it into a messy bun. Then she grabs her mask and map off the floor. She checked Tino one least time, then headed out into the hallway. She easily navigated with the map to the foyer. As she was looking at the map for the directions to the kitchen, she heard the front door open and close. So far she hadn’t encountered any other people, but when she looked up, there was the kid…Asher she though it was? He was mumbling to himself. She gave him a small wave, then started heading for where the map said the kitchens are. She arrived in a very large kitchen. Every cupboard was labeled with what the contents of it were. She dashed around the kitchen, gathering things to cook.
i love how everyone refers to Asher as "Boy" when he is in fact 23…//
It makes me laugh//
(Yeah, sorry, he acts more like an insane child, so I keep forgetting that he’s older. I’ll call him “the guy” from now on. Sorry.)
No, its fine! he looks like he's like 14…. most likely my faullt. His atual race is a fey so this type of fey never looks older, they find an age and just stop ageing//
(Cool. Do you want to contribute to the current role play situation, or should I continue with Patchwork’s point of view?)
I have no clue what im doing so its up to you//
Tino still slept, his breathing slow and steady. He rested peacefully, not scared anymore. He wasn't sure what else to do other than sleep since Patch had left and he had no possessions to call his own. He hums softly under his breath as he looks up at the ceiling before looking back down and curling up under the blankets.
Any idea's for what Asher should to do?//
(Well, Patch just waved at him, so if you want Asher to act on that, I’m good with that. If you want Asher to keep doing his own thing, that’s cool too.)
I mean, all he's doing is being lost so i suppose he could follow her..//
Asher saw the girl from earlier wave at him, so he did the only logical explanation. He ran after her to get directions…. And food, the squirrel he ate earlier just wasn't that filling.
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