COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

COLLECT THEM PLEASE

[collectmyinstruments]

TICK

TOCK

GOES THE CLOCK

COLLECT THE INSTRUMENTS BEFORE IT RUNS OUT

{why am I doing one for cadence of all characters aaanyways roleplay blog for Cadence from Nullscape}

{I also own @immartthewaterimp and @visionsofnull , roleplay blogs for Mart and a Nullscaper oc respectively}

{basic dni yadda yadda.}

{I'm fine with anything in rps so long as it isn't inherently sexual}

{tag time yaay:}

{√deadly melody {asks} = asks}

{√pursuit {interactions} = interactions}

{√when life gives you cadence but you don't care {mod} = mod posts}

{√radar module: instruments {misc} = misc posts}

{Cadence uses any pronouns BUT for consistency I will be referring to it with it/it's when in her clock and she/her otherwise}

[mrmederick]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

dang

[collectmyinstruments]

IM SORRY WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS GIF I JUST FOUND

IM KILLING WHOEVER DID THIS ON SIGHT THEY WONT EVEN BE GIVEN A CHANCE TO COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

What instruments? I fear I don't understand what is meant.

[collectmyinstruments]

THE INSTRUMENTS!!!!!!!!!

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

That hardly answers my sole question. Elaborating further is my suggestion.

[collectmyinstruments]

THEY SHOULDN'T BE THAAAT HARD TO FIND THEY STICK OUT LIKE A SORE THUMB.

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS. KEEP IT AT BAY

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

What instruments? I fear I don't understand what is meant.

[collectmyinstruments]

THE INSTRUMENTS!!!!!!!!!

[rotten-filthy-things]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

" wh

huh

i mean i was a band kid

but

what

huh "

[factswithsaysee]

I'm so glad I'm not in Forsaken

[collectmyinstruments]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

[factswithsaysee]

Who are you 😣...

[collectmyinstruments]

I AM CADENCE COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS IF YOU WANT TO STAY OUT OF DAMNATION

[factswithsaysee]

Hmmm.. No! Don't wanna 🥰

[collectmyinstruments]

[factswithsaysee]

i think i've changed my mind where are the instruments 😍.

[collectmyinstruments]

they are literally connected to me by chains are you blind

[factswithsaysee]

Okay fuck you 🤨

But I see them now thanksssss 😛

[collectmyinstruments]

RUN ABOUT NOW AND COLLECT THE INSTRUMENTS

[lights-of-vanity]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

All you’re getting is the fact I taught myself how to play sax and piano because they are objectively the sexiest instruments (other than the bass guitar, of course, but it’s just not my style…)

..Anyway, I’m very sure you don’t mean those type of instrument anyway. I just wanted to talk about myself, because I’m beautiful and cool. Hope this helps.

[collectmyinstruments]

YOU SHOULD TRY PLAYING THE HARP OR MAYBE A VIOLIN

I WILL PROBABLY BE ADDING THOSE INSTRUMENTS YOU PLAY TO MY COLLECTION. I NEED MORE VARIETY IN MINE

[lights-of-vanity]

Ah… I’ve touched the two before, but never dedicated fully.

…Such a beautiful sound, no?

[collectmyinstruments]

THEY REALLY ARE. I REALLY LIKE ALL OF THE STRING INSTRUMENTS. THOSE WONDEFUL SOUNDS KEEP ME CALM, THOUGH THOSE INSTRUMENTS KEEP ESCAPING ME. WHY ELSE WOULD I BE GOING AROUND ALL "COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS" IF THEY WOULD STAY IN ONE PLACE

[factswithsaysee]

I'm so glad I'm not in Forsaken

[collectmyinstruments]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

[factswithsaysee]

Who are you 😣...

[collectmyinstruments]

I AM CADENCE COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS IF YOU WANT TO STAY OUT OF DAMNATION

[factswithsaysee]

Hmmm.. No! Don't wanna 🥰

[collectmyinstruments]

[factswithsaysee]

i think i've changed my mind where are the instruments 😍.

[collectmyinstruments]

they are literally connected to me by chains are you blind

[factswithsaysee]

I'm so glad I'm not in Forsaken

[collectmyinstruments]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

[factswithsaysee]

Who are you 😣...

[collectmyinstruments]

I AM CADENCE COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS IF YOU WANT TO STAY OUT OF DAMNATION

[factswithsaysee]

Hmmm.. No! Don't wanna 🥰

[collectmyinstruments]

[factswithsaysee]

I'm so glad I'm not in Forsaken

[collectmyinstruments]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

[factswithsaysee]

Who are you 😣...

[collectmyinstruments]

I AM CADENCE COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS IF YOU WANT TO STAY OUT OF DAMNATION

[factswithsaysee]

I'm so glad I'm not in Forsaken

[collectmyinstruments]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

[mrmederick]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

dang

[collectmyinstruments]

{I'm completely normal guys I'm fine}

[lights-of-vanity]

COLLECT MY INSTRUMENTS

All you’re getting is the fact I taught myself how to play sax and piano because they are objectively the sexiest instruments (other than the bass guitar, of course, but it’s just not my style…)

..Anyway, I’m very sure you don’t mean those type of instrument anyway. I just wanted to talk about myself, because I’m beautiful and cool. Hope this helps.

[collectmyinstruments]

YOU SHOULD TRY PLAYING THE HARP OR MAYBE A VIOLIN

I WILL PROBABLY BE ADDING THOSE INSTRUMENTS YOU PLAY TO MY COLLECTION. I NEED MORE VARIETY IN MINE

[collectmyinstruments]

{I fucking hate tumblr bro I didn't say to post that that was supposed to stay in my drafts,,,}

[poor-sinner]

[Tick. Tock. You can hear the distant ticking of a clock.]

"...hello?" The sinner looked around. Nothing was there. At least, not immediately.

"Show yourself! I- I'm not afraid of you!"

[collectmyinstruments]

YOU REALLY SHOULD BE.

[suddenly, a massive clock, over thrice your height, appears behind you. It's completely greyscale, including the vines and flowers growing around and in it, it has chains hanging from its sides, one of which is connected to a grey harp, the area around the harp appears distorted. It has eye like symbols replacing the numbers it would have. Despite the 'eyes' not looking at you, you can feel the clock staring right at you.]

[poor-sinner]

...oh Genesis. This wasn't Kookoo...

The eyes on the clock were looking at him, he could swear; but at the same time, they weren't. Something was very wrong here. Was this another god?... He wasn't sure.

He knelt for the clock.

[collectmyinstruments]

...

IM QUITE FLATTERED, THOUGH I BELIEVE YOU HAVE ME MISTAKEN. I AM NOT THAT SMILE, KNEELING WONT HELP YOU, HOWEVER I WILL GIVE YOU A CHANCE

[one of its chains shoot out, flying right by the sinner's head, and connecting the clock to something behind you. As it connects the clock ticks faster]

JUST COLLECT THE INSTUMENTS IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE

[poor-sinner]

"I- um- okay-- do I grab them or play tag with them??--" he asked, freaking out as the clock ticked faster. He yelped as the chain whizzed past his head, missing him by only a few inches.

He carefully but quickly brushed his hand against the nearby harp.

[collectmyinstruments]

[when he touches the harp, it fades away as if it was never there, The ticking slows down again]

... WHAT KIND OF QUESTION WAS THAT

OH WELL, IT MATTERS NOT. JUST KEEP COLLECTING MY INSTRUMENTS, IM CERTAIN YOU CAN KEEP UP

[both of its chains shoot out this time, both in different directions. One chain connecting somewhere far behind you, and another closer but much higher. As the chains connect the ticking speeds up again, though noticably faster than before.]

[poor-sinner]

"You're certain?! That one's too high up for me to reach!-" He sighed, running to the instrument connected to the chain further behind him, and touched it. Then, running back, he tried to wall jump to touch the other instrument, but he couldn't reach - it was just far enough to be out of his grasp. Shit.

[collectmyinstruments]

WHAT A SHAME, I THOUGHT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE MOBILE, HOWEVER THE ONES IN THE VOID CAN REACH THAT WITHOUT BREAKING A SWEAT, AND THEY ARE SIGNIFICANTLY WORSE THAN YOU WHEN IT COMES TO MOVEMENT.

[The ticking gets faster and faster, the clock's hands moving faster, becoming so fast it's hard to tell where they're pointing, until they suddenly stop, all hands pointing at 12:00. It begins to crack, fragments of the shell falling and hitting the floor, revealing void inside. The clock's face is the first to complely fall apart, revealing even more darkness. Shortly after a toothy grin emerges with three hands following shortly after, gripping onto the rim of the clock. The mouth opens, revealing a singular eye, similar to Genesis's, staring at the sinner.]

[poor-sinner]

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.

He ran full speed away from that THING... which was now tailing him, making a very loud and angry sound.

...it was catching up.

Looking behind him was all it took for him to mess up, and he tripped on a doorframe, wiping out fantastically, kicking up dust every time he landed. Eventually, he hit a wall, which knocked the wind out of him, and made a noticeable dent in the bricks.

His ears were ringing.

[collectmyinstruments]

[as it chased him more and more of it shattered, forcing her to leave the shell behind. When the sinner tripped she quickly gained, and by the time he ran right into the wall it was right behind him ... yet it didn't attack, not yet at least. You should probably run, or maybe don't. Running might make it worse]

[poor-sinner]

He tried to get up. He was too tired. His legs were sore. He should have been dead by now.

He knew he was effectively immortal, but every time he was horribly wounded in an unfortunate situation, he felt dead.

He felt the clock's presence looming over him.

His time was up.

[collectmyinstruments]

FIGHT BACK.

...

FINE. HAVE IT YOUR WAY

[One of her hands reaches out, grabbing the sinner and squeezing him tightly before slamming him on the ground]

I WILL GIVE YOU ONE LAST CHANCE TO RUN. GIVE ME A GOOD CHASE

[poor-sinner]

He silently endured the crushing grip of her hand, only grunting quietly as she slammed him into the ground. "-ngh."

"...you know I could never get up fast enough for you. You're faster than me, so I would lose regardless. There's no fairness in that."

"...and why would I fight back? You're much stronger than me, and you could turn me into a red stain in seconds if you wanted to."

He was not going to humor this thing. All she had given him was fear and pain. It wasn't like he could run, either; his legs were unbearably sore.

[collectmyinstruments]

...

VERY WELL. YOU CHOSE THIS FATE

[She grabs him again, slamming him against the walls and floors. When she stops tossing him around like a ragdoll she pierces one of his fangs through his abdomen before slamming him back onto the floor]

PATHETIC

[She floats away, leaving him to die,,, despite the fact he can't. Oh well]