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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
YOU ARE THE REASON
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@charred-picture-frame
Muse Info
Garcello
Age: 32
Height: 6’4
Pronouns: He/them
Rebecca
Age: 31
Height: 5’11
Pronouns: She/them
Hex
Age: 24
Height: 7’11
Pronouns: He/they/it
Carol
Age: 22
Height: 5’7
Pronouns: She/them
Whitty
Age: previously 25
Height: 8’11
Pronouns: He/they/it
Updike
Age: previously 26
Height: 6’5
Pronouns: He/them
(Intros under cut, its very long)
Promo
The bomb whimpers, pushing his body against the wall, clutching the bullet wound in his arm.
“P-Please. Please- Please don’t do this… i-I don’t wanna die”
Years. This hunt had been happening for years. The cloud man holding his pistol at the other. Just shoot him. That’s all he had to do… but. Most anomalies hadn’t begged in… such a broken tone. None of them had lasted this long in a chase. Most would have given up. But this one was highly dangerous! But the way he looked… so broken… so helpless…
“St-Stop. Stop pleading- st-stop looking at me like that! Y-You’re m-making t-this harder than it HAS to be!” Whitty lets out a shaky sob, looking at the other in fear as the tears rolled out. Gabriel’s hand quakes. The pistol’s aim now highly unsteady. He couldn’t do this. He lowers the gun.
“F u c k. Please- stop making this difficult. I k n o w you didn’t want this. You didn’t want these fucking powers- you didn’t want this fucking god awful life but just- it-it’s for the g-greater good?” Now even h e sounded unsure. Whitty stares at the other, still afraid, unmoving.
“…. S h i t… god fucking…” Gabriel puts the pistol away, pulling out a different gun. Whitty shaking more now. What was that.
“Go to sleep… ok?” And with that the cloud tranqs the bomb. Whitty passing out only a few seconds after contact.
“….” Gabriel sighs, calling into his office.
“Hey Tina? Yeah can you… dust off the anomaly rehabilitation center? I think we’re gonna be starting that back up…”
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“Thank you DD sir for this!” Garc said, on the back of DD.
DD let out a laugh. “Hehe, your welcome, but it’s just Mcdonalds kiddo.”
“Yeah, and I love- huh? Isn’t that me?” He pointed, showing a Garcello and a... Rebecca?
“Oh, my Satan... Rebecca’s healthy-looking! Oh and there’s an older version of you there too I guess.”
Garcello started patted DD’s hair. “Can we go meet them?”
DD shrugged. “Why not?”
He walked to the two. “Uh, hello there... Older Garcello? No, that’s stupid, uh, hi there-”
“Hey there me!”
@swappin-on-a-sunday-night
He stopped, looking up at DD. “Uh, hi?” He quickly noticed the kid, taking a second to reboot. “Oh sh- uh, hey kid, how’s it goin’?” He gave them a lazy smile. Rebecca blinks and waves awkwardly. She had been shuffling papers while probably telling G to "take better care of yourself" or something of the like. "Hi there."
Garcello opened the door walking into the room. He looked at Dan. Yep, no denying it now, he was attached. “Uh… hey kid? You don’t look too good… you ok?” He looked… concerned. - @charred-picture-frame
*Dan looked up from the partially torn papers in front of him, the scribbled drawings now tearstained* "o-oh..hey..y-yeah I'm- I'm fine.."
“…you sure bud? Yer lookin a little… sad.” He walked closer, keeping his hands in his pockets and his gait relaxed. Didn’t want to intimidate the kid, probably wouldn’t help the situation.
"...i-i guess I am a little sad.." *he motioned to the papers in front of him, having hidden the one that showed his fear upon initially being caught* "just..missin someone is all.." *he looked away*
“I… see…” He frowned a bit, looking to the side. His fault. He’s doing his job it doesn’t matter. “…who ya missin’?” He could probably make it work. He didn’t have to follow all the rules.
Gar really didn’t know how he got here. Seriously he was just asleep, how the fuck was he in this fucking alleyway? And now that he looked at it… “This place looks like hell.” Was that a fucking hellhound digging through the trash? What the fuck. - @charred-picture-frame
🌃: *they were sat in the alleyway, clearly hard at work on..something. The hellhound made an attempt to steal it from them but they immediately shoved the creature away, scolding it before continuing work. Seems the other three didn't want to hang out with them. They didn't seem to notice Garcello, humming quietly to themselves as they continued work*
💣: *he was there too, mostly because he was half asleep and hadn't gotten the chance to leave yet but also because this version of Nyx wasn't an asshole. The hellhound Nyx had told off was now asleep on him. Neither would be getting up for a while. He was pretty much out so unless shit went wrong he wasn't gonna do much.*
🌃: "yeah haha- i get not bein good at writing, I'm not really that good at it. I do it more for fun haha-" *SO WE AREN'T GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT THEY WRITE A FUCK TON OF X READER FANFICS NOPE NOPE NOPE-*
“Aw c’mon, ya can’t be that bad. Even if it’s terrible if it makes ya happy then quality doesn’t matter.” Ok so maybe he was a bit of a hypocrite so what-
Gar really didn’t know how he got here. Seriously he was just asleep, how the fuck was he in this fucking alleyway? And now that he looked at it… “This place looks like hell.” Was that a fucking hellhound digging through the trash? What the fuck. - @charred-picture-frame
🌃: *they were sat in the alleyway, clearly hard at work on..something. The hellhound made an attempt to steal it from them but they immediately shoved the creature away, scolding it before continuing work. Seems the other three didn't want to hang out with them. They didn't seem to notice Garcello, humming quietly to themselves as they continued work*
💣: *he was there too, mostly because he was half asleep and hadn't gotten the chance to leave yet but also because this version of Nyx wasn't an asshole. The hellhound Nyx had told off was now asleep on him. Neither would be getting up for a while. He was pretty much out so unless shit went wrong he wasn't gonna do much.*
Apparently that thing was a pet. What. The. Fuck. “Uh… hello?” He didn’t know what else to say really- It wasn’t like he was here for work, and he didn’t think he would want to fuck around with this place anyways.
🌃: "huh? Oh! Heya" *they set their project down, standing up and looking at the newcomer, smiling a bit*
“You uh, know where I am? Ya probably know this but I ain’t from this world. Dunno how the hell I got here.” He chuckled a bit, scratching the back of his head.
🌃: "oh, yeah. Uhh..this place is called Assassination City. It's not the best AU but it's been pretty chill so ya don't gotta worry"
He nodded. “Good ta’ know.” He gave them a lazy fanged grin. “Nice ta meetcha’ by the way. Name’s Garcello if ya couldn’t tell.” He chuckled a small bit.
🌃: *oh my gOD HE HAS FANGS-* "n-nice to meet you too, Garcello. I-I'm Nyx!"
He froze for a second. Oh shit that was Nyx? Snow had told him about them- they were a self insert on fu- They seemed pretty non hostile though. Maybe it would be fine. Wait, were they nervous? They stuttered a bit… He nodded. “So whatcha doin’?”
🌃: "ah, just workin on a story. I like to write heh-" *they smiled a bit, idly twisting a strand of hair around their finger*
“Yer a writer huh? Neat. I’ve done a lil bit a’ writin’ myself, though none of it was ever any good.” He shrugged. He uh, really wasn’t that good. It was almost embarrassing to talk about it. Only reason he did was because there was no way of actually seeing it.
Promo
There's a simple legend. Out in the multiverse.... there's a monster. A cloud man who hunts anomalies for sport. No matter how calm, and friendly. No matter if they don't even have powers. He hunts them all. Not a single anomaly is allowed to live in his world. Housing one is unadvised- he will hunt you too. My friends. This man is no where near a legend, myth, or any fantasy. He is very real. And I'm afraid it's far to late for me.... he knows.
*BANG* "Anyone else?"
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Name: Gabriel Updike
Nickname: Thunderstorm
Age: 32
Height:6'5
Gender: Trans Man
Pronouns: He/They
Mod Info:
Name: K, Kali, Spiteful
Age: 14
Gender: NB
Pronouns: She/They
Gar really didn’t know how he got here. Seriously he was just asleep, how the fuck was he in this fucking alleyway? And now that he looked at it… “This place looks like hell.” Was that a fucking hellhound digging through the trash? What the fuck. - @charred-picture-frame
🌃: *they were sat in the alleyway, clearly hard at work on..something. The hellhound made an attempt to steal it from them but they immediately shoved the creature away, scolding it before continuing work. Seems the other three didn't want to hang out with them. They didn't seem to notice Garcello, humming quietly to themselves as they continued work*
💣: *he was there too, mostly because he was half asleep and hadn't gotten the chance to leave yet but also because this version of Nyx wasn't an asshole. The hellhound Nyx had told off was now asleep on him. Neither would be getting up for a while. He was pretty much out so unless shit went wrong he wasn't gonna do much.*
Apparently that thing was a pet. What. The. Fuck. “Uh… hello?” He didn’t know what else to say really- It wasn’t like he was here for work, and he didn’t think he would want to fuck around with this place anyways.
🌃: "huh? Oh! Heya" *they set their project down, standing up and looking at the newcomer, smiling a bit*
“You uh, know where I am? Ya probably know this but I ain’t from this world. Dunno how the hell I got here.” He chuckled a bit, scratching the back of his head.
🌃: "oh, yeah. Uhh..this place is called Assassination City. It's not the best AU but it's been pretty chill so ya don't gotta worry"
He nodded. “Good ta’ know.” He gave them a lazy fanged grin. “Nice ta meetcha’ by the way. Name’s Garcello if ya couldn’t tell.” He chuckled a small bit.
🌃: *oh my gOD HE HAS FANGS-* "n-nice to meet you too, Garcello. I-I'm Nyx!"
He froze for a second. Oh shit that was Nyx? Snow had told him about them- they were a self insert on fu- They seemed pretty non hostile though. Maybe it would be fine. Wait, were they nervous? They stuttered a bit… He nodded. “So whatcha doin’?”
Gar really didn’t know how he got here. Seriously he was just asleep, how the fuck was he in this fucking alleyway? And now that he looked at it… “This place looks like hell.” Was that a fucking hellhound digging through the trash? What the fuck. - @charred-picture-frame
🌃: *they were sat in the alleyway, clearly hard at work on..something. The hellhound made an attempt to steal it from them but they immediately shoved the creature away, scolding it before continuing work. Seems the other three didn't want to hang out with them. They didn't seem to notice Garcello, humming quietly to themselves as they continued work*
💣: *he was there too, mostly because he was half asleep and hadn't gotten the chance to leave yet but also because this version of Nyx wasn't an asshole. The hellhound Nyx had told off was now asleep on him. Neither would be getting up for a while. He was pretty much out so unless shit went wrong he wasn't gonna do much.*
Apparently that thing was a pet. What. The. Fuck. “Uh… hello?” He didn’t know what else to say really- It wasn’t like he was here for work, and he didn’t think he would want to fuck around with this place anyways.
🌃: "huh? Oh! Heya" *they set their project down, standing up and looking at the newcomer, smiling a bit*
“You uh, know where I am? Ya probably know this but I ain’t from this world. Dunno how the hell I got here.” He chuckled a bit, scratching the back of his head.
🌃: "oh, yeah. Uhh..this place is called Assassination City. It's not the best AU but it's been pretty chill so ya don't gotta worry"
He nodded. “Good ta’ know.” He gave them a lazy fanged grin. “Nice ta meetcha’ by the way. Name’s Garcello if ya couldn’t tell.” He chuckled a small bit.
Gar really didn’t know how he got here. Seriously he was just asleep, how the fuck was he in this fucking alleyway? And now that he looked at it… “This place looks like hell.” Was that a fucking hellhound digging through the trash? What the fuck. - @charred-picture-frame
🌃: *they were sat in the alleyway, clearly hard at work on..something. The hellhound made an attempt to steal it from them but they immediately shoved the creature away, scolding it before continuing work. Seems the other three didn't want to hang out with them. They didn't seem to notice Garcello, humming quietly to themselves as they continued work*
💣: *he was there too, mostly because he was half asleep and hadn't gotten the chance to leave yet but also because this version of Nyx wasn't an asshole. The hellhound Nyx had told off was now asleep on him. Neither would be getting up for a while. He was pretty much out so unless shit went wrong he wasn't gonna do much.*
Apparently that thing was a pet. What. The. Fuck. “Uh… hello?” He didn’t know what else to say really- It wasn’t like he was here for work, and he didn’t think he would want to fuck around with this place anyways.
🌃: "huh? Oh! Heya" *they set their project down, standing up and looking at the newcomer, smiling a bit*
“You uh, know where I am? Ya probably know this but I ain’t from this world. Dunno how the hell I got here.” He chuckled a bit, scratching the back of his head.
Gar really didn’t know how he got here. Seriously he was just asleep, how the fuck was he in this fucking alleyway? And now that he looked at it… “This place looks like hell.” Was that a fucking hellhound digging through the trash? What the fuck. - @charred-picture-frame
🌃: *they were sat in the alleyway, clearly hard at work on..something. The hellhound made an attempt to steal it from them but they immediately shoved the creature away, scolding it before continuing work. Seems the other three didn't want to hang out with them. They didn't seem to notice Garcello, humming quietly to themselves as they continued work*
💣: *he was there too, mostly because he was half asleep and hadn't gotten the chance to leave yet but also because this version of Nyx wasn't an asshole. The hellhound Nyx had told off was now asleep on him. Neither would be getting up for a while. He was pretty much out so unless shit went wrong he wasn't gonna do much.*
Apparently that thing was a pet. What. The. Fuck. “Uh… hello?” He didn’t know what else to say really- It wasn’t like he was here for work, and he didn’t think he would want to fuck around with this place anyways.
No one knows what they are, where they came from, or what they want. They just showed up. Upon further research we were able to identify a name for them.
Wendigos.
The Wendigo is a strange creature. Only active at night. Roaming the city when eyes are not watching. What does it eat? Where does it live? Are they hostile?
Are they here to wipe out the human race? These are questions we don’t know the answer to. Frankly all we do know is-
“SARV THE WENDIGOS ARE STEALING OUR PACKAGES!”
“AGAIN???”
They love taking our mail.
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Muse Info:
Name: Sarvente (Sarv)
Age: Unknown (appears to be in mid 20’s)
Height: 7’5
Sexuality: Bicurious
Gender: Trans Woman
Pronouns: She/Her
Name: Carol (Cinnamon)
Age: 20
Height: 5’8
Sexuality: Pansexual
Gender: Genderfluid
Pronouns: She/They
Name: Hex (Bot)
Age: Unknown (Roughly 20 in human years)
Height: 6’9
Sexuality: Pansexual
Gender: Agender
Pronouns: He/They/It
Name: Updike (Cloudigo, Updoot)
Age: ??? (Looks around 27)
Height: 8’6
Sexuality:(why do you want to know?) Bicurious
Gender: Tf is that?
Pronouns: He/They/It
Name: Ruvyzvat (Ruv)
Age: 26
Height: 9'8
Sexuality: demipan
Gender: trans man
Pronouns: he/him
Name: Whitmore (Whitty)
Age: 20
Height: 8'11
Sexuality: bicurious ace
Gender: nonbinary
Pronouns: he/they/bomb
Name: Sunday (Sun)
Age: 20
Height: 5'6
Sexuality: bi
Gender: nonbinary
Pronouns: she/they
Name: Lemon Demon
Age: ????
Height: 9' on all fours, 12' when standing
Sexuality: aroace
Gender: gendern't
Pronouns: he/they/it
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4. No hate of any kind shall be tolerated here.
5. DNI If under 13, against LGBTQ, TERF, Transphobic, MAP, etc
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Mod Info:
Name: K, Kali, Spiteful
Age: 14
Gender: Questioning
Pronouns: She/They
Sexuality: Questioning
Name: Nyx
Age: minor
Gender: nonbinary
Pronouns: they/it/void
Whitmore and Hex were just walking down the alleyways when they heard something. First a shape that seemed like Hex flew by them, chased by some sort of teal haired man.
“Huh, odd.”
“Hex! That guy must be in trouble! We got to help them!”
“Ugh, fiIIINNNEEE!” Whitmore grabbed Hex’s wrist and began to chase after the others, Hex tripping behind.
@rags-riches-and-soccer
Hex scrambled through the alleys, pushing himself forwards as quickly as possible. He had been found! He was DOOMED!!! No- no, don’t think like that, he could still escape! He could get away! He just had to run and run and run and- he was really glad he couldn’t get tired…
Garcello ran after the bot, trying to take the quickest route to the other that he possibly could. Whenever possible he tightened his turns and slightly adjusted his angles, making him ever so slightly faster than he would be usually. It was really annoying that he couldn’t just dart them and be over with it. Ugh, he hated dealing with things that he couldn’t put to sleep. He noticed that there were footsteps behind them bit he didn’t have time to check who it was. Not if he wanted to keep chasing the robot at least, they were a dangerous idiot but they were really really good at running.
Hex suddenly pushed himself at an awk angle and tripped. He tripped. OH WOW HEX GREAT JOB ON THE WHOLE ‘NOT GETTING CAUGHT’ THING YOU’RE SO GOOD AT IT W O W. ‘I don’t need your sass right now! I’m trying not to die!’ He snapped back at his own thoughts. And you’re just doing so excellently at that aren’t you. ‘I don’t have time for this-’ He tried to scramble to his feet as fast as possible but Garcello had already caught up. Hex squeaked as he was flipped over onto his back, Garcello’s foot pressing down painfully on his chest. He struggled in vain to free himself, his fans starting to whirr loudly. “no no no no no-”
charred-picture-frame:
“Yes. Wait you don’t-” He shook his head. “Not important.” It was weird to think about but if they really didn’t have one maybe they would be more willing to let him just… take the fucker. Especially since this bomb headed guy seemed to think they weren’t that bad.
Hex whimpered, flinching at Whitty’s words. He knew that, b-but- did- did that really mean he deserved to be captured? Did he really need to die? Was he not able to be better? To stop being so dangerous in the first place? He hadn’t been able to on his own, b-but maybe with some help-
“Eeeexactly.” He took a step forwards. “Which is why I can’t let you do what you’re doing.” His gaze locked onto the other Hex. “He won’t be running, I already have him.” And with that he rushed that Hex, pulling out a taser from his pocket and jabbing it towards them.
Hex scooted over to the wall, hiding as much of himself as possible.
Whitmore was glad Garcello didn’t dwell on the Tgg disbanding, knowing that we was the cause in the first place.
“Your so stupid sometimes.” Hex muttered. Hex looked at the taser Garc pulled out. He sighed, hoping by some miracle he didn’t have to do this, but he stepped sideways into the path of the taser. He knew how to keep working for a bit if the taser was on lower voltages, so he hoped this was the case.
“HEX! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Whitmore screamed.
Hex’s eyes widened in terror as the other robot jumped in front of him.
Garcello jabbed the taser into the robot’s chest, huffing. “Welp. Not what I intended, but I guess it works.” The taser was set on a medium voltage, Garcello hated taking unnecessary chances but he hadn’t had time to turn it up any further. He pulled out his tranq gun, whipping around to Whitmore. “Listen buddy. I just wanna keep the world safe, yeah? Don’t try to stop me. I won’t hurt your friend or anything, but stay outta my way, ok?” His grin was sharp, a dark air about him. He wouldn’t hesitate to kill these two if they were going to be a problem in the future. It hadn’t come to that yet though, so he wasn’t using lethal force just yet.
Hex whimpered and scooted back, trembling in fear. This was it wasn’t it. He was finally going to be captured. He was finally going to be killed.
Hex felt the blistering pain of the taser and went limp. While Garcello was talking he regained control, some things definitely damaged as scene by his shaking and sparks coming out of his exposed wires, but he dealt with it before.
Whitmore felt nervous when the smaller man smiled, but he shook those thoughts away. “I know. My friend was just stupid. He… Likes independence over everything even over himself. Guess he wants the same for others.” He let out a dry chuckle that soon turns into a scream when he sees Hex stand up.
“HEX, NO!”
Hex bodyslammed into Garcello, hoping to disarm him.
Garcello huffed. “Well I’m sure you can agree that sometimes freedom has to be sacrificed to save people.” He knew that well. A little too well. They suddenly had the breath knocked out of him as he was tackled, losing his grip on his taser. He growled, grabbing at Hex. “Let me go you idiot! He’s fucking DANGEROUS, he’ll get you KILLED! Hell, he’ll probably kill you him-fucking-self!!” Garcello knew the powers of his own Hex, how they could screw with robotics. This one would probably die if his got too worked up. That was why he was so dangerous in the first place. Gar had seen way too many vehicles crash because of him.
Hex watched nervously in the backround, flinching at any sudden movements and cowering whenever someone yelled.
Garcello opened the door walking into the room. He looked at Dan. Yep, no denying it now, he was attached. “Uh… hey kid? You don’t look too good… you ok?” He looked… concerned. - @charred-picture-frame
*Dan looked up from the partially torn papers in front of him, the scribbled drawings now tearstained* "o-oh..hey..y-yeah I'm- I'm fine.."
“…you sure bud? Yer lookin a little… sad.” He walked closer, keeping his hands in his pockets and his gait relaxed. Didn’t want to intimidate the kid, probably wouldn’t help the situation.
Promo
The woods are full of dangerous creatures, horrible beasts that creep through the undergrowth under cover of darkness. Things that fear the holy light of the sun like the demons they are. Only the knights are strong and courageous enough to protect us from these creatures, going out into the woods and slaying the horrible beasts to keep us all safe. The strongest and bravest knight of them all is Arthur, his power is unparalleled and his courage could not be understated. Many knights participate in heroic raids on their dens and gatherings, driving back the demons from our lands. This is the tale of a world plagued by monsters. And the story of how some people came to see the truth about them
Muse Info | Intros
Garcello stalked through the brush, tailing the anomaly deeper into the woods. He had his tranq gun ready to shoot, aimed at the creature. He took another step forwards, slowly getting into range. - @charred-picture-frame
As they walked, their ears perked up ever so slightly. Someone was nearby. They turned around, facing the general direction of the noise.
"Rrr?"
@ask-the-chaotic-gremlin
*he did his best to keep hidden but as he was circling back around..he just ended up dropping onto his knees in the grass, sobbing silently. His entire body shook from the crying. He couldn't do this anymore. He wanted Kyden, he wanted to go home and play video games and sleep and play his fucking ukelele and watch Steven Universe because that show was one of his ONLY comforts at this point and he didn't know how to cope with everything going on and this was all too much for him and- he wrapped his wings around himself. He couldn't do this anymore. An odd, bright blue substance was dripping from his mouth and onto the ground. He'd given up*
Garcello stepped back, giving the two a charming smile. “Cya~” He walked off, circling around the same way Dan did. He was confused when he didn’t find the kid, circling around further until he found them. His expression morphed into a concerned one when he found Dan. “Hey, kid, what’s wrong?” He knelt down next to Dan, resting a hand on their back.
They waves, but knew something was up. Once Garcello was out of sight, they gestured for demo to follow them, and sneakily headed in dan's direction, hiding in some suprisingly large shrubs.
"..."
How were they so quiet?
*demo followed silently*
*Dan poked his head out from his cocoon, the blue stuff still dripping from his mouth as he looked at Garcello* "O-one of them w-was my friend- i-i can't f-fight my friend- i knew I'd be doin this kinda thing a-a lot bu-but I never e-expected t-to haveta f-fight my- my fr-friends- a-am I g-gonna haveta f-fight K-Kyden t-too? K-ky w-was nice ta me- i-i don't wanna- I don't wanna fight people I c-care about- I-i-" *he trailed off into quiet sobs again. Why did everything have to go wrong for him?! One by one everything good in his life fell like dominoes. It was all going to keep going wrong, wasn't it?*
He flinched back, a look of horror and regret crossing his face for a second. “Kid- no, of course not. I won’t make ya fight people you care about, that’s just…” Inefficient, prone to dissent, one of the best ways to start a fucking riot- A dick move, emotionally devastating, something he would rather die than make someone do. He wrapped an arm around Dan in a sort of side-hug, slowly pulling him into a real one. It was tentative, almost scared? letting Dan pull away if he really wanted. “‘M sorry, I didn’t know ya knew them.” He mumbled. Please don’t hate me.
Garcello stalked through the brush, tailing the anomaly deeper into the woods. He had his tranq gun ready to shoot, aimed at the creature. He took another step forwards, slowly getting into range. - @charred-picture-frame
As they walked, their ears perked up ever so slightly. Someone was nearby. They turned around, facing the general direction of the noise.
"Rrr?"
@ask-the-chaotic-gremlin
*he did his best to keep hidden but as he was circling back around..he just ended up dropping onto his knees in the grass, sobbing silently. His entire body shook from the crying. He couldn't do this anymore. He wanted Kyden, he wanted to go home and play video games and sleep and play his fucking ukelele and watch Steven Universe because that show was one of his ONLY comforts at this point and he didn't know how to cope with everything going on and this was all too much for him and- he wrapped his wings around himself. He couldn't do this anymore. An odd, bright blue substance was dripping from his mouth and onto the ground. He'd given up*
Garcello stepped back, giving the two a charming smile. “Cya~” He walked off, circling around the same way Dan did. He was confused when he didn’t find the kid, circling around further until he found them. His expression morphed into a concerned one when he found Dan. “Hey, kid, what’s wrong?” He knelt down next to Dan, resting a hand on their back.
