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rp account || Steven Universe au where Connie tried to kill a "beginning to corrupt" Steven || sharing universe with @blood-stained-sword-connie || nickname: Apple || age: 17 || icon by editsteven

[blood-stained-steven]

It had been awhile, a long while, since Apple had seen anyone. Which wasn’t all that surprising. His energy was considerably drained. It was difficult to even muster the energy to get out of bed.

It wasn’t that surprising to him when he lost contact with friends. He didn’t have the energy to communicate with them. Which, wasn’t fair to his friends, but it’s better to not have dragged anyone down with him.

It wasn’t surprising that days dragged on with little to no inspiration. It wasn’t surprising at all.

The real surprise was opening his eyes actually to being in the dome. Pain ignited his nerves in a familiar manner. Some part of him was in denial, this had to be a dream. The one he’s relived a few times in nightmares. Or when a kitchen knife spooks him. A few panic attacks or so...

But this was the real deal. Some horrible reset.

His vision is blurry. It’s difficult to breathe.

Rolling over he tries to drag himself closer to the door, this time he actually has something to live for, but he’s too weak to even drag himself across the floor. After a wheeze, he coughs, blood coming out of his mouth and rolling down his chin. Slashes litter his whole body. And there’s a bloody hole to the left of his gem... Where someone had narrowly missed shattering him with the breaking point.

He can feel his memories of the Clutter Dimension fading, he’s desperately clinging to them. But they’re scattering away in the forms of jagged butterflies.

This isn’t the way he wants to die. This isn’t peaceful at all.

// @fractured-steven-universe @sightless-diamond @disaster-diamond @that-cat-steven @self-aware-steven @peach-diamond-steven @spoopedsteven @ anyone- open rp!

[peach-diamond-steven]

*peach got over and picked apple up making sure to be as gentle as possible*

It's going to be okay,i promise I'll help you.

[blood-stained-steven]

Being moved hurt, but he wasn’t about to complain. He weakly leaned closer to Peach, trying to make it easier for the other to carry him. Keeping his eyes closed to ignore the blood he knows is dripping to the floor.

His hand is covering the wound on his stomach, as though it’ll somehow make the whole situation easier. In the very least, it’s a little less gore for Peach to have to look at.

“I.. I’m sorry.. I..”

[blood-stained-steven]

It had been awhile, a long while, since Apple had seen anyone. Which wasn’t all that surprising. His energy was considerably drained. It was difficult to even muster the energy to get out of bed.

It wasn’t that surprising to him when he lost contact with friends. He didn’t have the energy to communicate with them. Which, wasn’t fair to his friends, but it’s better to not have dragged anyone down with him.

It wasn’t surprising that days dragged on with little to no inspiration. It wasn’t surprising at all.

The real surprise was opening his eyes actually to being in the dome. Pain ignited his nerves in a familiar manner. Some part of him was in denial, this had to be a dream. The one he’s relived a few times in nightmares. Or when a kitchen knife spooks him. A few panic attacks or so...

But this was the real deal. Some horrible reset.

His vision is blurry. It’s difficult to breathe.

Rolling over he tries to drag himself closer to the door, this time he actually has something to live for, but he’s too weak to even drag himself across the floor. After a wheeze, he coughs, blood coming out of his mouth and rolling down his chin. Slashes litter his whole body. And there’s a bloody hole to the left of his gem... Where someone had narrowly missed shattering him with the breaking point.

He can feel his memories of the Clutter Dimension fading, he’s desperately clinging to them. But they’re scattering away in the forms of jagged butterflies.

This isn’t the way he wants to die. This isn’t peaceful at all.

// @fractured-steven-universe @sightless-diamond @disaster-diamond @that-cat-steven @self-aware-steven @peach-diamond-steven @spoopedsteven @ anyone- open rp!

[spoopedsteven]

Spoop walked into the dome, holding a potted plant. Upon seeing Apple, he drops it and rushes over.

“Oh- Oh my God! What happened?!”

[blood-stained-steven]

There was a small flinch at the sound of the plant’s pot crashing to the ground. The noise sharp, yet muffled in Apple’s ears. Everything’s becoming blurry, most likely due to blood-loss. Maybe because he’s crying?

It takes a moment for him to focus on Spoop, blinking a couple of times as he tried to clear his vision. It doesn’t work.

“I... I died.. I think I died...”

Panic is really starting to set in. Breathing starting to become more like gasps.

He died. He died.

[blood-stained-steven]

It had been awhile, a long while, since Apple had seen anyone. Which wasn’t all that surprising. His energy was considerably drained. It was difficult to even muster the energy to get out of bed.

It wasn’t that surprising to him when he lost contact with friends. He didn’t have the energy to communicate with them. Which, wasn’t fair to his friends, but it’s better to not have dragged anyone down with him.

It wasn’t surprising that days dragged on with little to no inspiration. It wasn’t surprising at all.

The real surprise was opening his eyes actually to being in the dome. Pain ignited his nerves in a familiar manner. Some part of him was in denial, this had to be a dream. The one he’s relived a few times in nightmares. Or when a kitchen knife spooks him. A few panic attacks or so...

But this was the real deal. Some horrible reset.

His vision is blurry. It’s difficult to breathe.

Rolling over he tries to drag himself closer to the door, this time he actually has something to live for, but he’s too weak to even drag himself across the floor. After a wheeze, he coughs, blood coming out of his mouth and rolling down his chin. Slashes litter his whole body. And there’s a bloody hole to the left of his gem... Where someone had narrowly missed shattering him with the breaking point.

He can feel his memories of the Clutter Dimension fading, he’s desperately clinging to them. But they’re scattering away in the forms of jagged butterflies.

This isn’t the way he wants to die. This isn’t peaceful at all.

// @fractured-steven-universe @sightless-diamond @disaster-diamond @that-cat-steven @self-aware-steven @peach-diamond-steven @spoopedsteven @ anyone- open rp!

[that-cat-steven]

*Cat Steven slowly pushed open the door to the dome.... squeezeing her face through.... then the rest of her body...... she quickly limped through the door... then she stopped... as the unmissable smell of blood practically slapped her in the face....*

*..she.... never really came up to the dome anymore.... it was... pretty hard walking up all those stairs when her leg was like this.... but every once and a while she would..... just to lay in there for a couple of hours then go back to the house to lay in there again.... everything was always so peaceful up here.... but of course.... that wasn't the case now....*

*she quickly glanced around the dome.... looking for the source of the smell... and... she almost immediately found it.*

*she stared at apple in horror for a moment.... then quickly limped up next to his face... and put a paw on his cheek..... *

..Apple?!

[blood-stained-steven]

The paw on his cheek caused him to open his eyes, gaze unfocused. He could only tell who Cat Steven is though years of having his own Cat Steven back in his dimension. Her voice was hard to focus on, but he’s managing. Or.. trying to.

He knows dying again will respawn him like this. And he’ll have to start over.

Drawing blanks on what to say, he offers a smile. Breaths coming out more in wheeze than anything else. Reaching over, he sets a shaky, blood covered hand on Cat Steven’s head. Unsteady pets. Somehow trying to convey that this is okay..

[blood-stained-steven]

It had been awhile, a long while, since Apple had seen anyone. Which wasn’t all that surprising. His energy was considerably drained. It was difficult to even muster the energy to get out of bed.

It wasn’t that surprising to him when he lost contact with friends. He didn’t have the energy to communicate with them. Which, wasn’t fair to his friends, but it’s better to not have dragged anyone down with him.

It wasn’t surprising that days dragged on with little to no inspiration. It wasn’t surprising at all.

The real surprise was opening his eyes actually to being in the dome. Pain ignited his nerves in a familiar manner. Some part of him was in denial, this had to be a dream. The one he’s relived a few times in nightmares. Or when a kitchen knife spooks him. A few panic attacks or so...

But this was the real deal. Some horrible reset.

His vision is blurry. It’s difficult to breathe.

Rolling over he tries to drag himself closer to the door, this time he actually has something to live for, but he’s too weak to even drag himself across the floor. After a wheeze, he coughs, blood coming out of his mouth and rolling down his chin. Slashes litter his whole body. And there’s a bloody hole to the left of his gem... Where someone had narrowly missed shattering him with the breaking point.

He can feel his memories of the Clutter Dimension fading, he’s desperately clinging to them. But they’re scattering away in the forms of jagged butterflies.

This isn’t the way he wants to die. This isn’t peaceful at all.

// @fractured-steven-universe @sightless-diamond @disaster-diamond @that-cat-steven @self-aware-steven @peach-diamond-steven @spoopedsteven @ anyone- open rp!

[snowbelle-diamond]

She had turned to entered the dome, and froze, eyes wide. She summoned a bottle from her gem and crouched down, carefully pouring the healing water on him, snapping gently beside his ear to keep him awake. A screen formed from her floating fingers, right were he could see it.

"Are you awake? What happened?"

[blood-stained-steven]

There was a soft hissing sound as he drew his breath in between his teeth. The snapping caught his attention, since the healing didn’t exactly do so. Vision still blurry he turns to the formed screen. Trying to read it.

It takes a moment, but his vision cleared enough to be able to see what she had written.

“I.. I died? I think I died-”

His voice is starting to fill with panic and he attempts to sit up. Shaking and wildly glancing around as though he expects to be attacked again.

[blood-stained-steven]

Hellooooooooooo

//hellooooooooooo to you too!

[blood-stained-steven]

It had been awhile, a long while, since Apple had seen anyone. Which wasn’t all that surprising. His energy was considerably drained. It was difficult to even muster the energy to get out of bed.

It wasn’t that surprising to him when he lost contact with friends. He didn’t have the energy to communicate with them. Which, wasn’t fair to his friends, but it’s better to not have dragged anyone down with him.

It wasn’t surprising that days dragged on with little to no inspiration. It wasn’t surprising at all.

The real surprise was opening his eyes actually to being in the dome. Pain ignited his nerves in a familiar manner. Some part of him was in denial, this had to be a dream. The one he’s relived a few times in nightmares. Or when a kitchen knife spooks him. A few panic attacks or so...

But this was the real deal. Some horrible reset.

His vision is blurry. It’s difficult to breathe.

Rolling over he tries to drag himself closer to the door, this time he actually has something to live for, but he’s too weak to even drag himself across the floor. After a wheeze, he coughs, blood coming out of his mouth and rolling down his chin. Slashes litter his whole body. And there’s a bloody hole to the left of his gem... Where someone had narrowly missed shattering him with the breaking point.

He can feel his memories of the Clutter Dimension fading, he’s desperately clinging to them. But they’re scattering away in the forms of jagged butterflies.

This isn’t the way he wants to die. This isn’t peaceful at all.

// @fractured-steven-universe @sightless-diamond @disaster-diamond @that-cat-steven @self-aware-steven @peach-diamond-steven @spoopedsteven @ anyone- open rp!

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

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[peach-diamond-steven]

*there was a flash of bright orange light as a aura radiating warmth filled the area, all around it was a single person holding out there hand to apple*

[blood-stained-steven]

Though the warmth was probably meant to be reassuring, he tensed. Not having expected someone to be there. Porcelain shattered under his grasp. Dust and shards dropping to the ground. He finds it in him to move... Away from the other.

Even the thought of taking someone’s hand implied trust. Trust he couldn’t find himself to give. Not right now.

His breathing is still quick, and his skin is a concerning shade of pale.

When he speaks, his voice is shaky.

“Go away.”

[peach-diamond-steven]

*The figure in the warmth spoke*

Your in pain, you need help, i can help you,let me help you.

[blood-stained-steven]

“I don’t want or need your help.”

He has to support himself against the bathroom wall. His cheeks tinting a bright pink. Stress and uncertainty.

Breathing heavy. He’s scared to close his eyes for too long.

There’s a stranger trying to help him.

Why? Can’t they see the blood? He’s covered in it! He’s starting to worry that it isn’t even his.

“I’m fine.”

[peach-diamond-steven]

No your not, your in pain,you need help,please just take my hand,and i can help make all the pain go away.

*he sounded almost desperate to help him*

[blood-stained-steven]

“I’m not taking your hand.”

Apple had raised his voice slightly, though.. it wasn’t anywhere near yelling. Just raised in stress. Trying to get the other to understand his boundaries.

He doesn’t take people’s hands if he doesn’t trust them.

And he doesn’t know the other well enough to trust him. Or to take his hand. So, it’s not happening.

It’s starting to click that he’s the only one who can see the blood. He’s hallucinating...

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

(you’re not obligated to reply if tagged)

[snowbelle-diamond]

She had been in the temple today? A little strange for her. She opened the bathroom door, intending to look around, then stopped. Wh....

"....Are you okay....?"

[blood-stained-steven]

He was startled by someone else being there, flinching when he heard talking. His attention snapped to her, grip tightening on the sink. More cracks forming under the pressure. Porcelain against his crystal-like hands. The sound was unpleasant for him.. But he ignored it in favor of focusing on her. Despite everything, he tried to sound as pleasant as possible.

“I’m okay. Thank you for checking.”

Please go away.

[snowbelle-diamond]

She wasn't exactly talking. She narrowed her eyes a little.

"Something wrong? You don't sound very happy."

[blood-stained-steven]

“Everything’s fine.”

His voice is strained. He’s trying to get her to go away.

The quicker she’s gone the sooner he can lock the door and drop the shapeshifting.

His skin is an unhealthy shade of pale. And the shapeshifting he’s trying to maintain is beginning to fade.

“Thank you for checking.”

It’s too late, the pink crystal-like corruption is evident on his hands and the pale pink of his right eye is starting to be visible.

Everything’s not fine.

[snowbelle-diamond]

She spotted his hand and blinked, and returned her gaze to his eyes.

"May I, scan you? A lot of people say they are fine when they aren't, and I'd rather be able to help someone who needs it."

[blood-stained-steven]

Apple knew that getting scanned means that the other will know everything about him.

The corruption. The scars. The depression. The PTSD. The anxiety. Everything.

He didn’t like being an open book. Not for some stranger to read. It’s usually his job to support everyone else...

But he didn’t really think he had a choice in the matter anyway.

In his head it’s either he consents to being scanned or he’s scanned without his permission. One of those is easier...

“You may scan me..”

His eyes are locked on to the blood he still sees, but.. he’s reached the conclusion only he can see it.

[blood-stained-steven]

Fusion curse, have fun buddy

Apple was in the middle of washing the dishes when a strange feeling caused him to shiver. He accidentally dropped a plate to the floor in the process. Shattering the plate on impact.

A sigh left him as he carefully squat down to begin picking up the pieces.

//I’ll specify this a little more, anyone who touches Apple is forced to fuse with him @fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @disaster-diamond @gem-diplomat-steven @ anyone! Open RP

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

(you’re not obligated to reply if tagged)

[disaster-diamond]

You tagged Prince, revamped and dead inside.

He sees someone vaguely in the bathroom.. and..

“What.. the.. hell? It’s 8 am? Don’t most of you sleep in?”

[blood-stained-steven]

Apple froze up at the unfamiliar familiar voice. His gaze snapping to Prince. Hands tight on the sink. More cracks splintering across the surface.

“Had a bad dream.”

It’s short, snappish... But it’s as if he feels it’s okay to be open with the other.

Some part of him says this stranger is safe.

He almost asks for help. Help to clean up all the blood. Help to get the diamond essence. Help he trusts this familiar stranger.

Why isn’t the other freaking out too? The blood is everywhere. There’s so much.. So much blood.

Everything hurts.

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

(you’re not obligated to reply if tagged)

[fractured-steven-universe]

*Bis just wandered into the bathroom, accidentally forgetting to knock*

Sorry if I'm walking in on anyo- Apple...? Are you okay...?

[blood-stained-steven]

The absolute first thought that manages to flood his mind when he sees Biscuit is ‘Frackle.’ And how it might help to- No.

Those thoughts are quickly shoved aside. His breathing is still ragged. Holding in tears at the new feelings on top of the ones he already had. Thoughts frantic.

Why isn’t Bisuit panicking? Doesn’t he see the blood too? There’s so much blood. It won’t wash away... Why won’t it go away?

He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. Trying to level his breathing before smiling at the other.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry about it!”

[fractured-steven-universe]

Hey,, you're clearly not, what's wrong..?

*he gently walked over, and hovered a hand over his shoulder*

There's no blood.. Well, I at least don't see any..

[blood-stained-steven]

When the other approached Apple tenses slightly, more cracks forming in the sink under his grasp.

For a second he questioned how Biscuit knew what was going on in his head, but then he remembered the other has some power that, at the moment, he doesn’t have the mental energy to place.

Then the words really hit him.

The blood isn’t there. It’s not actually there. He hasn’t hurt anyone. And the pain really is just a side effect of something else going on.

Some form of relief floods him. He.. He’s just seeing things!

“I.. I didn’t hurt anyone..?”

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

(you’re not obligated to reply if tagged)

[spoopedsteven]

*Spoop walks into the house, with a few bags of groceries. Immediately feeling uneasy, he puts the bags on the table and looks around, his pink spots glowing softly. He sees Apple and freezes.*

Hello..?

[blood-stained-steven]

It takes a second as his brain registers another person’s presence. The glowing doesn’t really help his anxiety. His first thoughts are ‘Gem Steven,’ but some part of him relaxes when he realizes it’s... Spoop?

The other part panics a little more.

He thinks he might want to be alone. There’s so much blood, isn’t there? Why isn’t Spoop freaking out too? It’s horrible. It feels like he’s still bleeding, but he can’t find a wound. There’s nothing to heal. Everywhere he touches he sees blood.

His breathing is still ragged. And it takes a moment for him to try to find some words. Though, it doesn’t go very well. He can’t focus. Can’t think. Can’t think about anything, but the blood he’s coated in.

“Hi.”

[spoopedsteven]

Are you okay..? You seem... stressed.

*he cautiously walks up to him*

[blood-stained-steven]

Apple tenses more when Spoop approaches. More cracks forming in the sink under his grasp.

If Spoop doesn’t see the blood...

Then it’s all in his head. And that’s somehow so much worse than it being outside. Because outside his head... In a way... It’s validated.

But inside... Inside it’s just him. Just him seeing things that aren’t there.

“I’m okay.”

He’s very much not okay.

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

(you’re not obligated to reply if tagged)

[peach-diamond-steven]

*there was a flash of bright orange light as a aura radiating warmth filled the area, all around it was a single person holding out there hand to apple*

[blood-stained-steven]

Though the warmth was probably meant to be reassuring, he tensed. Not having expected someone to be there. Porcelain shattered under his grasp. Dust and shards dropping to the ground. He finds it in him to move... Away from the other.

Even the thought of taking someone’s hand implied trust. Trust he couldn’t find himself to give. Not right now.

His breathing is still quick, and his skin is a concerning shade of pale.

When he speaks, his voice is shaky.

“Go away.”

[peach-diamond-steven]

*The figure in the warmth spoke*

Your in pain, you need help, i can help you,let me help you.

[blood-stained-steven]

“I don’t want or need your help.”

He has to support himself against the bathroom wall. His cheeks tinting a bright pink. Stress and uncertainty.

Breathing heavy. He’s scared to close his eyes for too long.

There’s a stranger trying to help him.

Why? Can’t they see the blood? He’s covered in it! He’s starting to worry that it isn’t even his.

“I’m fine.”

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

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[snowbelle-diamond]

She had been in the temple today? A little strange for her. She opened the bathroom door, intending to look around, then stopped. Wh....

"....Are you okay....?"

[blood-stained-steven]

He was startled by someone else being there, flinching when he heard talking. His attention snapped to her, grip tightening on the sink. More cracks forming under the pressure. Porcelain against his crystal-like hands. The sound was unpleasant for him.. But he ignored it in favor of focusing on her. Despite everything, he tried to sound as pleasant as possible.

“I’m okay. Thank you for checking.”

Please go away.

[snowbelle-diamond]

She wasn't exactly talking. She narrowed her eyes a little.

"Something wrong? You don't sound very happy."

[blood-stained-steven]

“Everything’s fine.”

His voice is strained. He’s trying to get her to go away.

The quicker she’s gone the sooner he can lock the door and drop the shapeshifting.

His skin is an unhealthy shade of pale. And the shapeshifting he’s trying to maintain is beginning to fade.

“Thank you for checking.”

It’s too late, the pink crystal-like corruption is evident on his hands and the pale pink of his right eye is starting to be visible.

Everything’s not fine.

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

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[fractured-steven-universe]

*Bis just wandered into the bathroom, accidentally forgetting to knock*

Sorry if I'm walking in on anyo- Apple...? Are you okay...?

[blood-stained-steven]

The absolute first thought that manages to flood his mind when he sees Biscuit is ‘Frackle.’ And how it might help to- No.

Those thoughts are quickly shoved aside. His breathing is still ragged. Holding in tears at the new feelings on top of the ones he already had. Thoughts frantic.

Why isn’t Bisuit panicking? Doesn’t he see the blood too? There’s so much blood. It won’t wash away... Why won’t it go away?

He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. Trying to level his breathing before smiling at the other.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry about it!”

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

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[spoopedsteven]

*Spoop walks into the house, with a few bags of groceries. Immediately feeling uneasy, he puts the bags on the table and looks around, his pink spots glowing softly. He sees Apple and freezes.*

Hello..?

[blood-stained-steven]

It takes a second as his brain registers another person’s presence. The glowing doesn’t really help his anxiety. His first thoughts are ‘Gem Steven,’ but some part of him relaxes when he realizes it’s... Spoop?

The other part panics a little more.

He thinks he might want to be alone. There’s so much blood, isn’t there? Why isn’t Spoop freaking out too? It’s horrible. It feels like he’s still bleeding, but he can’t find a wound. There’s nothing to heal. Everywhere he touches he sees blood.

His breathing is still ragged. And it takes a moment for him to try to find some words. Though, it doesn’t go very well. He can’t focus. Can’t think. Can’t think about anything, but the blood he’s coated in.

“Hi.”

[blood-stained-steven]

You feel like your covered in blood, you can see it but it will never wash off and won’t go away, also nobody else will see the blood, have fun~

It had been... awhile since Apple was last seen. He took frequent breaks from being near others. Trying to deal what was happening in his head... alone.

Apple wanted to go home. Back to his dimension. To tell his dad and the gems that he and Connie are okay.. Or at least he thinks so. He’s constantly trying to ignore the steady increase in pain that shoots through his nerves. Something that fusion seems to dull.. for some reason.

Unfortunately... Having been caught up in dealing with his own problems, lead to him knowing very little about what has been happening over the past few months.

But today.... Today was different.

He woke up with blood on his hands- No, not just his hands. His body. His clothes.

It has to be his blood, right? He wouldn’t hurt anyone!

The pain from his steady corruption was making it hard to focus. Hard to focus on the present and not be dragged into the past. The past is the past! He should have been able to let go by now. To just.. Move ON!

His grip on the sink tightened. Cracking the porcelain. Breathing unsteady and ragged. He doesn’t remember getting to the bathroom, but he was in too much pain to get the Diamond essence. Too much pain to move from his spot.

There’s so much blood......

//Now that’s just evil.... You’re hired!

@fractured-steven-universe @blood-stained-sword-connie @snowbelle-diamond @that-cat-steven @spoopedsteven @disaster-diamond @ anyone! Open RP

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[peach-diamond-steven]

*there was a flash of bright orange light as a aura radiating warmth filled the area, all around it was a single person holding out there hand to apple*

[blood-stained-steven]

Though the warmth was probably meant to be reassuring, he tensed. Not having expected someone to be there. Porcelain shattered under his grasp. Dust and shards dropping to the ground. He finds it in him to move... Away from the other.

Even the thought of taking someone’s hand implied trust. Trust he couldn’t find himself to give. Not right now.

His breathing is still quick, and his skin is a concerning shade of pale.

When he speaks, his voice is shaky.

“Go away.”