Anarchist

  TW: Unreality. An RP blog in the BDU. "Y'know, I used to be human. now I'm an un-unionised anarchistic bus driver trying to avoid a 9 to 5 behind a desk. I didn't sign up for this shit, but I'm here for the ride anyway." - Anarchist, driver of The Ferry, date of quote unknown. I'm Anarchist, or Ana for short. I have a sword, and I drive The Ferry, a vw bus of timeless age that is home to a bunch of dangerous entities. I'm a goblin with a silver sword and a bad attitude, don't fuck with me!  

[anarchist-bus-driver]

A magpie lands on the Ferry and pecks one of its windows.

Oi! The fuck?

[Anarchist hops up and down from outside The Ferry]

Don't tap on the glass! The entities inside get pissy and then I have to go find a McDonald's to calm them down damnit!

[toothfairyinge]

They make the chattering call typical to magpies before attempting to land on Anarchist's head.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles in mild annoyance, letting the bird land on it's head.]

If you're gonna be a little shit, then you at least have to give me a name to call you by you avian asshole.

[toothfairyinge]

Inge.

They say as they shift back to their regular form. Their arms rest on top of its head, using it as a perch. They keep most of their weight on their own feet.

Pleasure to meet you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

WOAH FUCK I WAS EXPECTING A SENTIENT MAGPIE NOT A SHAPE SHIFTER-

[It dodged forwards, away from Inge as it drew it's sword from it's back, holding the blade ready as it spun and slid into a fighting stance]

Jesus fuck! Don't scare me like that!

[toothfairyinge]

They cackle and put their hands up when it takes out its sword.

No need to get hostile. I do not intend to hurt you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles, but sheathes it's weapon after a long moment of studying Inge.]

... Actually? Cute. Anyway, how the fuck are you doing Inge and what, persuaded you to try and piss off The Ferry.

[toothfairyinge]

They disregard its comment about them being cute, mainly because they simply are not used to being called that.

I am doing well and I just happened to be in the area. Sometimes windows are fun to tap.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It nods]

Fair enough, that I can understand. What's with the whole magpie thing though? And sitting in my head? Really?

[toothfairyinge]

Simple: it is one of my forms. That was mostly for fun. Be glad I did not peck your head.

They chuckle.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

... You gotta teach me how to do that. I wanna be a little goblin Crow pissing people off.

[It grins at them and offer's it's hand to shake.]

I'm Anarchist, sorry for pulling my sword. It is, in fact, a pleasure to meet you.

[toothfairyinge]

Inge shakes its hand.

It is quite alright and I do not believe I can teach you. It is inherent to my being.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Well that's a fucking shame. Would be cool to become a bird at will.

[It pouts slightly, mildly annoyed by the inability to learn the talent.]

[spaceyjules-deactivated20180305]

If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again

[spaceyjules-deactivated20180305]

Isn’t it disgusting that 23 people just unfollowed me

[clarknokent]

Unfollow me too

[gothhabiba]

this goes double if you call paedophilia a disability. unfollow me twice

[closet-keys]

and if you call pedophilia an “orientation” or in any way compare it to being LGBP+ you can unfollow, delete your blog, and set yourself on fire. 

[peachypastel]

I just lost 50 followers.. bye

[katiemcgrxth]

clearing out the trash

[bway-grimes]

GO ON AND S M A S H THAT UNFOLLOW BUTTON

[moonedknights]

BUHBYE U McNASTIES

[bogleech]

I’ve seen this circulating forever and genuinely thought “no way do I have any of them following me” until this week when it turned out I had all these fuckin “MAP” (pedophile) followers sad to find out I’m an “anti” (normal person) Please leave and also please get guinea worm.

[natm-ask-account]

I’m reblogging to both of my blogs bc I don’t need ppl like that here

[shy-marker-pliers]

^^^

[nyx-nekoo]

I have 345 followers rn

Let’s see how many I lose

[enolaholmess]

smash that unfollow button pedos!!

[lilithswxfe]

168 as of 10:19 on 4/6/21. Let’s see how many I lose.

[ebbyscrooge]

((Unfollow me right now if you support pedophilia!!! I MEAN IT!!!))

[anaroisonline]

UNFOLLOW ME PEDOPHILIA SCRUBS YOU ARE NOT WELCOME

[k-cakes-baglez-deactivated20240]

Unfollow me RIGHT tf now if ya suppot pedophilia /srs /gen

[p0tato-kn1shes]

GET THE FUCK OUT

[union-of-mad-scientists]

begone

[chaososha]

Just leave-

[nature-osha]

Yeah fuck off.

[runaway-osha]

Get the hell out.

[securitycameraosha]

342 on Chaos Osha

260 on Nature Osha

117 on Security Camera Osha

47 on Runaway Osha

Let’s see if I lose any.

[evil-osha-trainee]

pedos suck ass!

[chupacabra-passenger]

UNFRIENDLY REMINDER I FUCKING HATE PEDOS <3 you are not safe here, begone.

[evil-busdriver]

I survived one of you dickheads as a kid and I don’t need more of you on my damn blog.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Unfollow me or I will end you, you motherfuckers. Off my damn blog.

[evil-busdriver]

[thread got too long @anarchist-bus-driver ]

[Evil just stands there, quietly.] 

[tfe-goitica]

[Goitica looks around and then sees Evil.]

Wait… They’re my horns… My eyes too!

[He blinks, then pinches himself, then waves a hand in front of Evil’s face.]

Anyone in there? You appear to have stolen my looks and I would like them back.

[evil-busdriver]

… Bitch, we’re RELATED! I’m your DAUGHTER! 

[tfe-goitica]

MOTHERFUCKER YOU WHAT?!

[The high ranking incubus stands there, slouched in monogrammed silk pajamas, jaw hanging comically wide open and hitting the ground with a sound like an anvil]

My? My daughter? But- That makes no damn sense! I haven’t been to the mortal plane in- Oh wait there was that party in Vegas… How old are you?

[evil-busdriver]

Fifteen. I’m fifteen. And there’s a damn REASON I look just like you! 

[tfe-goitica]

Fifteen-

[He looks down and then up at Evil again.]

By the Gods. My daughter. I’m- I can’t-

[He looks down, and he falls back a little to a sitting position, wings hanging loose and resting on the ground as his face is stuck in an expression of shock. He finally manages to move his neck again, as if its on a ratchet, looking up at her.]

I am so, so fucking sorry. If I had known- Fuck, there’s no excuse. I should’ve known.

[evil-busdriver]

… no, no. don’t get all sad and mopey. i didn’t even know i was half demon until some asshat that apparently invented murder possessed me. I’m evil now. 

… but seriously. I do wanna get to know you if you’re not deadset on being an absent father. 

[tfe-goitica]

Oh gods no- Please, daughter. I would never wish to be an absentee father. I’m a fallen angel and Prince of the Incubi, not some lower class rabble demon.

[He seems to pull himself together in one deep breath, standing to his full height with one flap of his wings to aid his rise.]

No, in fact I shall do far better than that. I swear to you, I shall rectify the mistake I have made as best I can.

[He dusts himself off and snaps his fingers, before fixing the cufflinks on his newly acquired Italian suit. He straightened the skinny black tie slightly, and then grinned at his daughter with a mouth full of teeth sharp enough to make a stone bleed.]

Now, allow me to introduce myself properly. I am Goitica, Prince of The Incubi and ruler of the south-western District of Pandemonium. And you, my darling daughter, are who?

[evil-busdriver]

[She awkwardly finger guns at him.] 

Hi! I’m. Evil. as in that’s my name. I drive a bus i have two girlfriends and my mom and her husband kicked me out for transgender crimes. 

[tfe-goitica]

[He suddenly sniffs and has to wipe away a tear before he screams a very camp scream of]

I’M SO PROUD OF MY BABY GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRL!!!

Two girlfriends?! Fantastic. Keep going you funky little sapphic motherfucker your papa is so proud!

[He finger guns right back at her and offers a fistbump]

[evil-busdriver]

damn, you have energy! 

[she laughs, but fistbumps him.]

Seriously though you’re already way better than my mom and her husband. 

[tfe-goitica]

Your mom can’t say shit, if I remember correctly she wasn’t exactly a ‘good Catholic girl’ either.

[He grinned and then nodded]

Don’t worry by the way, they’re already taken care of. I’ll make sure they suffer for a long time. Did you know you’re also technically my heir and as such a princess of hell? You must be an incredibly strong Cambion, my dear.

[He chuckles and ruffles her hair.]

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[Anarchist clambers back out of the driver side window and goes around to the front of The Ferry, lighting a cigarette with another spell and tossing a pack back to Evil and Goitica.]

Having a nice father daughter reunion you two?

( @evil-busdriver )

[evil-busdriver]

you should tell her. 

I would rather die 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yo uh, you good?

[It skitters out of the driver side window of the ferry.]

You’ve been talking to yourself for a while and uh… Since the blood rain and all…

[evil-busdriver]

don’t worry about it. 

you can’t keep pretending I don’t exist 

shut the fuck up, other me thing 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Other? Me? Thing?

[It tilts it head to one side.]

I? You? Nope you’ve lost me.

[It sighs and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, but when it tries to light one it’s zippo fails to spark]

… Fuck. You got a light, Evil?

[evil-busdriver]

I don’t smoke. 

Yes I fucking do. What the fuck. Sorry, its like there’s someone else in my damn body. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Eh, I get the feeling. Sometimes my memory slips and I kinda “sleep” and “wake up” in other places.

[It throws the pack of cigarettes to Evil, and then mumbles some quiet… Ancient Greek(?) under it’s breath and summons a small flame at the tip of it’s thumb, using it to light it’s cigarette before offering it to Evil.]

Anyway, have a smoke with me and we’ll just chill for a bit. At least then we can keep an eye on each other, right?

[It blows out a column of smoke as it speaks, ending in a grin that lightly crinkled the corner of it’s black-sclera’d eyes.]

[evil-busdriver]

yeah, last time people in my head were talking it was an honest to god demon. 

[She lights her smoke, taking a puff before sighing.] 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean, I never heard anyone talking in my head before-

Liar

But if it was a Demon for you before it might be now. I know a couple exorcisms, even a little angelic magic. Want me to try and see if I can help? Or I can ask one of the entities from the Ferry.

[It offers, it’s own speech interrupted by a thought that didn’t sound like it’s own. It ignored the thought as best it could.]

[evil-busdriver]

im a cambion myself, so… exorcisms aren’t great for me. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah, that explains the horns and wings. Also the eyes…

[It peers at Evil for a moment.]

Huh. We have the same eyes. It’s like that one spiderman meme.

[Anarchist shrugs and takes another drag of the cigarette, sighing softly as it exhales.]

Well, I guess we just have to keep on keeping on then. Any idea what to do now the blood rain is gone? I’ve just been kinda… Hanging around you to be honest.

[evil-busdriver]

… can we not talk about the rain..? 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

That’s fair enough. It did kinda suck. Made my eyes itchy.

[It thinks for a moment]

Wait… You’re a cambion who had incredible headaches and I stole these eyes from a Prince of hell because I got bored one day and they itched. Do you think… No. Nah.

[It shook it’s head and then had a thousand yard stare as it took a long drag of it’s cigarette.]

… Can’t be. Anyway, change the subject Evil, what’s on your mind?

[evil-busdriver]

… no, no, now you have me curious. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah nothing, really. Just this demon I clashed with a while back, gear tended to have bloody clouds following gearself so it could freak out enemies with blood rain in battle. Been a while since I saw gear though, so I figure it couldn’t be The Greater Mechanical Fallen.

[It shrugs and smiles grimly at Evil, seeming to check if she had more questions.]

[evil-busdriver]

… hm. 

[she takes a drag, then laughs.] 

you’re making me wonder who my demon dad is now, man… 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Honestly?

[It asks looking them over and paying attention to their horns and eyes]

Based on your features, especially the horns, I think your demon dad is an incubus I used to know. I killed him once, then he tried to date me for my ‘courage’ a few centuries back, so I killed him again and then I left hell so we haven’t spoken in a while.

[It shrugs-

(it seems to do that a lot)

and finishes it’s smoke, stubbing out the bright cherry on the side of The Ferry]

[evil-busdriver]

… Fucking WHAT now?! 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yeah. Dude named-

[It cackles and screams something unintelligible in English, a guttural and hellish sound]

But he preferred Goitica if my memory serves rightly, and yes in that colour but no I don’t know how he made it work in speech.

[evil-busdriver]

h… 

holy shit. 

dude. this is fucking HUGE. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean? I can summon him if you want? I’m pretty sure I still have some of his essence tied to The Ferry.

[It looks over it’s shoulder and raps on the metal side of it’s VW bus, causing a round of ghostly echoes and grumbles to sound from inside.]

[evil-busdriver]

y-yes. I wanna meet him. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Got it.

[It scrabbled up the side of it's bus, into the driver side window in the welded shut door. Muffled shouting could be heard inside.]

Goitica!

[There was banging, like Anarchist was banging pots.]

I call you! Goitica! C'mon you lazy, sonuvabitch outta bed already!

[evil-busdriver]

you should tell her. 

I would rather die 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yo uh, you good?

[It skitters out of the driver side window of the ferry.]

You’ve been talking to yourself for a while and uh… Since the blood rain and all…

[evil-busdriver]

don’t worry about it. 

you can’t keep pretending I don’t exist 

shut the fuck up, other me thing 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Other? Me? Thing?

[It tilts it head to one side.]

I? You? Nope you’ve lost me.

[It sighs and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, but when it tries to light one it’s zippo fails to spark]

… Fuck. You got a light, Evil?

[evil-busdriver]

I don’t smoke. 

Yes I fucking do. What the fuck. Sorry, its like there’s someone else in my damn body. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Eh, I get the feeling. Sometimes my memory slips and I kinda “sleep” and “wake up” in other places.

[It throws the pack of cigarettes to Evil, and then mumbles some quiet… Ancient Greek(?) under it’s breath and summons a small flame at the tip of it’s thumb, using it to light it’s cigarette before offering it to Evil.]

Anyway, have a smoke with me and we’ll just chill for a bit. At least then we can keep an eye on each other, right?

[It blows out a column of smoke as it speaks, ending in a grin that lightly crinkled the corner of it’s black-sclera’d eyes.]

[evil-busdriver]

yeah, last time people in my head were talking it was an honest to god demon. 

[She lights her smoke, taking a puff before sighing.] 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean, I never heard anyone talking in my head before-

Liar

But if it was a Demon for you before it might be now. I know a couple exorcisms, even a little angelic magic. Want me to try and see if I can help? Or I can ask one of the entities from the Ferry.

[It offers, it’s own speech interrupted by a thought that didn’t sound like it’s own. It ignored the thought as best it could.]

[evil-busdriver]

im a cambion myself, so… exorcisms aren’t great for me. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah, that explains the horns and wings. Also the eyes…

[It peers at Evil for a moment.]

Huh. We have the same eyes. It’s like that one spiderman meme.

[Anarchist shrugs and takes another drag of the cigarette, sighing softly as it exhales.]

Well, I guess we just have to keep on keeping on then. Any idea what to do now the blood rain is gone? I’ve just been kinda… Hanging around you to be honest.

[evil-busdriver]

… can we not talk about the rain..? 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

That’s fair enough. It did kinda suck. Made my eyes itchy.

[It thinks for a moment]

Wait… You’re a cambion who had incredible headaches and I stole these eyes from a Prince of hell because I got bored one day and they itched. Do you think… No. Nah.

[It shook it’s head and then had a thousand yard stare as it took a long drag of it’s cigarette.]

… Can’t be. Anyway, change the subject Evil, what’s on your mind?

[evil-busdriver]

… no, no, now you have me curious. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah nothing, really. Just this demon I clashed with a while back, gear tended to have bloody clouds following gearself so it could freak out enemies with blood rain in battle. Been a while since I saw gear though, so I figure it couldn’t be The Greater Mechanical Fallen.

[It shrugs and smiles grimly at Evil, seeming to check if she had more questions.]

[evil-busdriver]

… hm. 

[she takes a drag, then laughs.] 

you’re making me wonder who my demon dad is now, man… 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Honestly?

[It asks looking them over and paying attention to their horns and eyes]

Based on your features, especially the horns, I think your demon dad is an incubus I used to know. I killed him once, then he tried to date me for my ‘courage’ a few centuries back, so I killed him again and then I left hell so we haven’t spoken in a while.

[It shrugs-

(it seems to do that a lot)

and finishes it’s smoke, stubbing out the bright cherry on the side of The Ferry]

[evil-busdriver]

… Fucking WHAT now?! 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yeah. Dude named-

[It cackles and screams something unintelligible in English, a guttural and hellish sound]

But he preferred Goitica if my memory serves rightly, and yes in that colour but no I don’t know how he made it work in speech.

[evil-busdriver]

h… 

holy shit. 

dude. this is fucking HUGE. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean? I can summon him if you want? I'm pretty sure I still have some of his essence tied to The Ferry.

[It looks over it's shoulder and raps on the metal side of it's VW bus, causing a round of ghostly echoes and grumbles to sound from inside.]

[holybusdriver]

So uh... Hey!

[Anarchist pulled up The Ferry by Lyra's bus.]

You're lookin uh... A little down there, huh?

[It cocked its head to one side as it looked at her through it's driver side window, like an inquisitive animal.] - @anarchist-bus-driver

H-huh..?

hi...

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Hey! It's nice to meet ya. I'm Anarchist! You are?

[It grinned at her, not at all questioning why a child was driving a bus. It knew better than that.]

You doing OK? It seems pretty lonely out here.

[holybusdriver]

[She clears her throat.] 

I’m Lyra... and it;s not like I have much of a choice than to be out here alone. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It raises an eyebrow]

What, you couldn't just drive till you found someone? No one has to be be alone, little miss. Hell, if you want I'll keep you company. I'm not doing much better, I've no passengers to deliver anywhere recently.

[holybusdriver]

... people just... leave... or they make me leave...

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Shit kid, I ain't going anywhere. Are you?

[It asks quizzically.]

[anarchist-bus-driver]

A magpie lands on the Ferry and pecks one of its windows.

Oi! The fuck?

[Anarchist hops up and down from outside The Ferry]

Don't tap on the glass! The entities inside get pissy and then I have to go find a McDonald's to calm them down damnit!

[toothfairyinge]

They make the chattering call typical to magpies before attempting to land on Anarchist's head.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles in mild annoyance, letting the bird land on it's head.]

If you're gonna be a little shit, then you at least have to give me a name to call you by you avian asshole.

[toothfairyinge]

Inge.

They say as they shift back to their regular form. Their arms rest on top of its head, using it as a perch. They keep most of their weight on their own feet.

Pleasure to meet you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

WOAH FUCK I WAS EXPECTING A SENTIENT MAGPIE NOT A SHAPE SHIFTER-

[It dodged forwards, away from Inge as it drew it's sword from it's back, holding the blade ready as it spun and slid into a fighting stance]

Jesus fuck! Don't scare me like that!

[toothfairyinge]

They cackle and put their hands up when it takes out its sword.

No need to get hostile. I do not intend to hurt you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles, but sheathes it's weapon after a long moment of studying Inge.]

... Actually? Cute. Anyway, how the fuck are you doing Inge and what, persuaded you to try and piss off The Ferry.

[toothfairyinge]

They disregard its comment about them being cute, mainly because they simply are not used to being called that.

I am doing well and I just happened to be in the area. Sometimes windows are fun to tap.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It nods]

Fair enough, that I can understand. What's with the whole magpie thing though? And sitting in my head? Really?

[toothfairyinge]

Simple: it is one of my forms. That was mostly for fun. Be glad I did not peck your head.

They chuckle.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

... You gotta teach me how to do that. I wanna be a little goblin Crow pissing people off.

[It grins at them and offer's it's hand to shake.]

I'm Anarchist, sorry for pulling my sword. It is, in fact, a pleasure to meet you.

[evil-busdriver]

you should tell her. 

I would rather die 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yo uh, you good?

[It skitters out of the driver side window of the ferry.]

You’ve been talking to yourself for a while and uh… Since the blood rain and all…

[evil-busdriver]

don’t worry about it. 

you can’t keep pretending I don’t exist 

shut the fuck up, other me thing 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Other? Me? Thing?

[It tilts it head to one side.]

I? You? Nope you’ve lost me.

[It sighs and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, but when it tries to light one it’s zippo fails to spark]

… Fuck. You got a light, Evil?

[evil-busdriver]

I don’t smoke. 

Yes I fucking do. What the fuck. Sorry, its like there’s someone else in my damn body. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Eh, I get the feeling. Sometimes my memory slips and I kinda “sleep” and “wake up” in other places.

[It throws the pack of cigarettes to Evil, and then mumbles some quiet… Ancient Greek(?) under it’s breath and summons a small flame at the tip of it’s thumb, using it to light it’s cigarette before offering it to Evil.]

Anyway, have a smoke with me and we’ll just chill for a bit. At least then we can keep an eye on each other, right?

[It blows out a column of smoke as it speaks, ending in a grin that lightly crinkled the corner of it’s black-sclera’d eyes.]

[evil-busdriver]

yeah, last time people in my head were talking it was an honest to god demon. 

[She lights her smoke, taking a puff before sighing.] 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean, I never heard anyone talking in my head before-

Liar

But if it was a Demon for you before it might be now. I know a couple exorcisms, even a little angelic magic. Want me to try and see if I can help? Or I can ask one of the entities from the Ferry.

[It offers, it’s own speech interrupted by a thought that didn’t sound like it’s own. It ignored the thought as best it could.]

[evil-busdriver]

im a cambion myself, so… exorcisms aren’t great for me. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah, that explains the horns and wings. Also the eyes…

[It peers at Evil for a moment.]

Huh. We have the same eyes. It’s like that one spiderman meme.

[Anarchist shrugs and takes another drag of the cigarette, sighing softly as it exhales.]

Well, I guess we just have to keep on keeping on then. Any idea what to do now the blood rain is gone? I’ve just been kinda… Hanging around you to be honest.

[evil-busdriver]

… can we not talk about the rain..? 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

That’s fair enough. It did kinda suck. Made my eyes itchy.

[It thinks for a moment]

Wait… You’re a cambion who had incredible headaches and I stole these eyes from a Prince of hell because I got bored one day and they itched. Do you think… No. Nah.

[It shook it’s head and then had a thousand yard stare as it took a long drag of it’s cigarette.]

… Can’t be. Anyway, change the subject Evil, what’s on your mind?

[evil-busdriver]

… no, no, now you have me curious. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah nothing, really. Just this demon I clashed with a while back, gear tended to have bloody clouds following gearself so it could freak out enemies with blood rain in battle. Been a while since I saw gear though, so I figure it couldn’t be The Greater Mechanical Fallen.

[It shrugs and smiles grimly at Evil, seeming to check if she had more questions.]

[evil-busdriver]

… hm. 

[she takes a drag, then laughs.] 

you’re making me wonder who my demon dad is now, man… 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Honestly?

[It asks looking them over and paying attention to their horns and eyes]

Based on your features, especially the horns, I think your demon dad is an incubus I used to know. I killed him once, then he tried to date me for my ‘courage’ a few centuries back, so I killed him again and then I left hell so we haven’t spoken in a while.

[It shrugs-

(it seems to do that a lot)

and finishes it’s smoke, stubbing out the bright cherry on the side of The Ferry]

[evil-busdriver]

… Fucking WHAT now?! 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yeah. Dude named-

[It cackles and screams something unintelligible in English, a guttural and hellish sound]

But he preferred Goitica if my memory serves rightly, and yes in that colour but no I don't know how he made it work in speech.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

A magpie lands on the Ferry and pecks one of its windows.

Oi! The fuck?

[Anarchist hops up and down from outside The Ferry]

Don't tap on the glass! The entities inside get pissy and then I have to go find a McDonald's to calm them down damnit!

[toothfairyinge]

They make the chattering call typical to magpies before attempting to land on Anarchist's head.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles in mild annoyance, letting the bird land on it's head.]

If you're gonna be a little shit, then you at least have to give me a name to call you by you avian asshole.

[toothfairyinge]

Inge.

They say as they shift back to their regular form. Their arms rest on top of its head, using it as a perch. They keep most of their weight on their own feet.

Pleasure to meet you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

WOAH FUCK I WAS EXPECTING A SENTIENT MAGPIE NOT A SHAPE SHIFTER-

[It dodged forwards, away from Inge as it drew it's sword from it's back, holding the blade ready as it spun and slid into a fighting stance]

Jesus fuck! Don't scare me like that!

[toothfairyinge]

They cackle and put their hands up when it takes out its sword.

No need to get hostile. I do not intend to hurt you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles, but sheathes it's weapon after a long moment of studying Inge.]

... Actually? Cute. Anyway, how the fuck are you doing Inge and what, persuaded you to try and piss off The Ferry.

[toothfairyinge]

They disregard its comment about them being cute, mainly because they simply are not used to being called that.

I am doing well and I just happened to be in the area. Sometimes windows are fun to tap.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It nods]

Fair enough, that I can understand. What's with the whole magpie thing though? And sitting in my head? Really?

[evil-busdriver]

you should tell her. 

I would rather die 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yo uh, you good?

[It skitters out of the driver side window of the ferry.]

You’ve been talking to yourself for a while and uh… Since the blood rain and all…

[evil-busdriver]

don’t worry about it. 

you can’t keep pretending I don’t exist 

shut the fuck up, other me thing 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Other? Me? Thing?

[It tilts it head to one side.]

I? You? Nope you’ve lost me.

[It sighs and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, but when it tries to light one it’s zippo fails to spark]

… Fuck. You got a light, Evil?

[evil-busdriver]

I don’t smoke. 

Yes I fucking do. What the fuck. Sorry, its like there’s someone else in my damn body. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Eh, I get the feeling. Sometimes my memory slips and I kinda “sleep” and “wake up” in other places.

[It throws the pack of cigarettes to Evil, and then mumbles some quiet… Ancient Greek(?) under it’s breath and summons a small flame at the tip of it’s thumb, using it to light it’s cigarette before offering it to Evil.]

Anyway, have a smoke with me and we’ll just chill for a bit. At least then we can keep an eye on each other, right?

[It blows out a column of smoke as it speaks, ending in a grin that lightly crinkled the corner of it’s black-sclera’d eyes.]

[evil-busdriver]

yeah, last time people in my head were talking it was an honest to god demon. 

[She lights her smoke, taking a puff before sighing.] 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean, I never heard anyone talking in my head before-

Liar

But if it was a Demon for you before it might be now. I know a couple exorcisms, even a little angelic magic. Want me to try and see if I can help? Or I can ask one of the entities from the Ferry.

[It offers, it’s own speech interrupted by a thought that didn’t sound like it’s own. It ignored the thought as best it could.]

[evil-busdriver]

im a cambion myself, so… exorcisms aren’t great for me. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah, that explains the horns and wings. Also the eyes…

[It peers at Evil for a moment.]

Huh. We have the same eyes. It’s like that one spiderman meme.

[Anarchist shrugs and takes another drag of the cigarette, sighing softly as it exhales.]

Well, I guess we just have to keep on keeping on then. Any idea what to do now the blood rain is gone? I’ve just been kinda… Hanging around you to be honest.

[evil-busdriver]

… can we not talk about the rain..? 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

That’s fair enough. It did kinda suck. Made my eyes itchy.

[It thinks for a moment]

Wait… You’re a cambion who had incredible headaches and I stole these eyes from a Prince of hell because I got bored one day and they itched. Do you think… No. Nah.

[It shook it’s head and then had a thousand yard stare as it took a long drag of it’s cigarette.]

… Can’t be. Anyway, change the subject Evil, what’s on your mind?

[evil-busdriver]

… no, no, now you have me curious. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah nothing, really. Just this demon I clashed with a while back, gear tended to have bloody clouds following gearself so it could freak out enemies with blood rain in battle. Been a while since I saw gear though, so I figure it couldn’t be The Greater Mechanical Fallen.

[It shrugs and smiles grimly at Evil, seeming to check if she had more questions.]

[evil-busdriver]

… hm. 

[she takes a drag, then laughs.] 

you’re making me wonder who my demon dad is now, man… 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Honestly?

[It asks looking them over and paying attention to their horns and eyes]

Based on your features, especially the horns, I think your demon dad is an incubus I used to know. I killed him once, then he tried to date me for my 'courage' a few centuries back, so I killed him again and then I left hell so we haven't spoken in a while.

[It shrugs-

(it seems to do that a lot)

and finishes it's smoke, stubbing out the bright cherry on the side of The Ferry]

[anarchist-bus-driver]

A magpie lands on the Ferry and pecks one of its windows.

Oi! The fuck?

[Anarchist hops up and down from outside The Ferry]

Don't tap on the glass! The entities inside get pissy and then I have to go find a McDonald's to calm them down damnit!

[toothfairyinge]

They make the chattering call typical to magpies before attempting to land on Anarchist's head.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles in mild annoyance, letting the bird land on it's head.]

If you're gonna be a little shit, then you at least have to give me a name to call you by you avian asshole.

[toothfairyinge]

Inge.

They say as they shift back to their regular form. Their arms rest on top of its head, using it as a perch. They keep most of their weight on their own feet.

Pleasure to meet you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

WOAH FUCK I WAS EXPECTING A SENTIENT MAGPIE NOT A SHAPE SHIFTER-

[It dodged forwards, away from Inge as it drew it's sword from it's back, holding the blade ready as it spun and slid into a fighting stance]

Jesus fuck! Don't scare me like that!

[toothfairyinge]

They cackle and put their hands up when it takes out its sword.

No need to get hostile. I do not intend to hurt you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles, but sheathes it's weapon after a long moment of studying Inge.]

... Actually? Cute. Anyway, how the fuck are you doing Inge and what, persuaded you to try and piss off The Ferry.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

A magpie lands on the Ferry and pecks one of its windows.

Oi! The fuck?

[Anarchist hops up and down from outside The Ferry]

Don't tap on the glass! The entities inside get pissy and then I have to go find a McDonald's to calm them down damnit!

[toothfairyinge]

They make the chattering call typical to magpies before attempting to land on Anarchist's head.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles in mild annoyance, letting the bird land on it's head.]

If you're gonna be a little shit, then you at least have to give me a name to call you by you avian asshole.

[toothfairyinge]

Inge.

They say as they shift back to their regular form. Their arms rest on top of its head, using it as a perch. They keep most of their weight on their own feet.

Pleasure to meet you.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

WOAH FUCK I WAS EXPECTING A SENTIENT MAGPIE NOT A SHAPE SHIFTER-

[It dodged forwards, away from Inge as it drew it's sword from it's back, holding the blade ready as it spun and slid into a fighting stance]

Jesus fuck! Don't scare me like that!

[evil-busdriver]

you should tell her. 

I would rather die 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yo uh, you good?

[It skitters out of the driver side window of the ferry.]

You’ve been talking to yourself for a while and uh… Since the blood rain and all…

[evil-busdriver]

don’t worry about it. 

you can’t keep pretending I don’t exist 

shut the fuck up, other me thing 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Other? Me? Thing?

[It tilts it head to one side.]

I? You? Nope you’ve lost me.

[It sighs and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, but when it tries to light one it’s zippo fails to spark]

… Fuck. You got a light, Evil?

[evil-busdriver]

I don’t smoke. 

Yes I fucking do. What the fuck. Sorry, its like there’s someone else in my damn body. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Eh, I get the feeling. Sometimes my memory slips and I kinda “sleep” and “wake up” in other places.

[It throws the pack of cigarettes to Evil, and then mumbles some quiet… Ancient Greek(?) under it’s breath and summons a small flame at the tip of it’s thumb, using it to light it’s cigarette before offering it to Evil.]

Anyway, have a smoke with me and we’ll just chill for a bit. At least then we can keep an eye on each other, right?

[It blows out a column of smoke as it speaks, ending in a grin that lightly crinkled the corner of it’s black-sclera’d eyes.]

[evil-busdriver]

yeah, last time people in my head were talking it was an honest to god demon. 

[She lights her smoke, taking a puff before sighing.] 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean, I never heard anyone talking in my head before-

Liar

But if it was a Demon for you before it might be now. I know a couple exorcisms, even a little angelic magic. Want me to try and see if I can help? Or I can ask one of the entities from the Ferry.

[It offers, it’s own speech interrupted by a thought that didn’t sound like it’s own. It ignored the thought as best it could.]

[evil-busdriver]

im a cambion myself, so… exorcisms aren’t great for me. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah, that explains the horns and wings. Also the eyes…

[It peers at Evil for a moment.]

Huh. We have the same eyes. It’s like that one spiderman meme.

[Anarchist shrugs and takes another drag of the cigarette, sighing softly as it exhales.]

Well, I guess we just have to keep on keeping on then. Any idea what to do now the blood rain is gone? I’ve just been kinda… Hanging around you to be honest.

[evil-busdriver]

… can we not talk about the rain..? 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

That’s fair enough. It did kinda suck. Made my eyes itchy.

[It thinks for a moment]

Wait… You’re a cambion who had incredible headaches and I stole these eyes from a Prince of hell because I got bored one day and they itched. Do you think… No. Nah.

[It shook it’s head and then had a thousand yard stare as it took a long drag of it’s cigarette.]

… Can’t be. Anyway, change the subject Evil, what’s on your mind?

[evil-busdriver]

… no, no, now you have me curious. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah nothing, really. Just this demon I clashed with a while back, gear tended to have bloody clouds following gearself so it could freak out enemies with blood rain in battle. Been a while since I saw gear though, so I figure it couldn't be The Greater Mechanical Fallen.

[It shrugs and smiles grimly at Evil, seeming to check if she had more questions.]

[holybusdriver]

So uh... Hey!

[Anarchist pulled up The Ferry by Lyra's bus.]

You're lookin uh... A little down there, huh?

[It cocked its head to one side as it looked at her through it's driver side window, like an inquisitive animal.] - @anarchist-bus-driver

H-huh..?

hi...

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Hey! It's nice to meet ya. I'm Anarchist! You are?

[It grinned at her, not at all questioning why a child was driving a bus. It knew better than that.]

You doing OK? It seems pretty lonely out here.

[holybusdriver]

[She clears her throat.] 

I’m Lyra... and it;s not like I have much of a choice than to be out here alone. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It raises an eyebrow]

What, you couldn't just drive till you found someone? No one has to be be alone, little miss. Hell, if you want I'll keep you company. I'm not doing much better, I've no passengers to deliver anywhere recently.

[evil-busdriver]

you should tell her. 

I would rather die 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Yo uh, you good?

[It skitters out of the driver side window of the ferry.]

You’ve been talking to yourself for a while and uh… Since the blood rain and all…

[evil-busdriver]

don’t worry about it. 

you can’t keep pretending I don’t exist 

shut the fuck up, other me thing 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Other? Me? Thing?

[It tilts it head to one side.]

I? You? Nope you’ve lost me.

[It sighs and pulls out a packet of cigarettes, but when it tries to light one it’s zippo fails to spark]

… Fuck. You got a light, Evil?

[evil-busdriver]

I don’t smoke. 

Yes I fucking do. What the fuck. Sorry, its like there’s someone else in my damn body. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Eh, I get the feeling. Sometimes my memory slips and I kinda “sleep” and “wake up” in other places.

[It throws the pack of cigarettes to Evil, and then mumbles some quiet… Ancient Greek(?) under it’s breath and summons a small flame at the tip of it’s thumb, using it to light it’s cigarette before offering it to Evil.]

Anyway, have a smoke with me and we’ll just chill for a bit. At least then we can keep an eye on each other, right?

[It blows out a column of smoke as it speaks, ending in a grin that lightly crinkled the corner of it’s black-sclera’d eyes.]

[evil-busdriver]

yeah, last time people in my head were talking it was an honest to god demon. 

[She lights her smoke, taking a puff before sighing.] 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

I mean, I never heard anyone talking in my head before-

Liar

But if it was a Demon for you before it might be now. I know a couple exorcisms, even a little angelic magic. Want me to try and see if I can help? Or I can ask one of the entities from the Ferry.

[It offers, it’s own speech interrupted by a thought that didn’t sound like it’s own. It ignored the thought as best it could.]

[evil-busdriver]

im a cambion myself, so… exorcisms aren’t great for me. 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Ah, that explains the horns and wings. Also the eyes…

[It peers at Evil for a moment.]

Huh. We have the same eyes. It’s like that one spiderman meme.

[Anarchist shrugs and takes another drag of the cigarette, sighing softly as it exhales.]

Well, I guess we just have to keep on keeping on then. Any idea what to do now the blood rain is gone? I’ve just been kinda… Hanging around you to be honest.

[evil-busdriver]

… can we not talk about the rain..? 

[anarchist-bus-driver]

That's fair enough. It did kinda suck. Made my eyes itchy.

[It thinks for a moment]

Wait... You're a cambion who had incredible headaches and I stole these eyes from a Prince of hell because I got bored one day and they itched. Do you think... No. Nah.

[It shook it's head and then had a thousand yard stare as it took a long drag of it's cigarette.]

... Can't be. Anyway, change the subject Evil, what's on your mind?

[holybusdriver]

So uh... Hey!

[Anarchist pulled up The Ferry by Lyra's bus.]

You're lookin uh... A little down there, huh?

[It cocked its head to one side as it looked at her through it's driver side window, like an inquisitive animal.] - @anarchist-bus-driver

H-huh..?

hi...

[anarchist-bus-driver]

Hey! It's nice to meet ya. I'm Anarchist! You are?

[It grinned at her, not at all questioning why a child was driving a bus. It knew better than that.]

You doing OK? It seems pretty lonely out here.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

A magpie lands on the Ferry and pecks one of its windows.

Oi! The fuck?

[Anarchist hops up and down from outside The Ferry]

Don't tap on the glass! The entities inside get pissy and then I have to go find a McDonald's to calm them down damnit!

[toothfairyinge]

They make the chattering call typical to magpies before attempting to land on Anarchist's head.

[anarchist-bus-driver]

[It grumbles in mild annoyance, letting the bird land on it's head.]

If you're gonna be a little shit, then you at least have to give me a name to call you by you avian asshole.