SM-13 & THE LAST TREE

"H...-/* Hello? Does This-//Ra*/io Still work?.."

[convictsm-13]

> Hello? Is there anybody out there?

> Could've sworn I heard a voice through the radio..

This is an ask blog for an alter. Specifically, an alter sourced from Iron Lung, an Simon/Convict fictive. [ This is also sort of like an RP blog.. just for funsies... so both a fictive blog, and partially RP..? ]

Please be nice, don't be weird, and I'm sure we'll have a nice conversation.

Ask anything! Within reason. I'm very attatched to source. All my memories come from the movie I'm from, so feel free to ask anything regarding the movie. This also means this blog can contain heavy spoilers, so view at your own risk.

You have been warned.

Extra warning: if someone starts speaking in green, it's Anti. Ignore him.

Wilford and Dark might make their appearances as well.

-> Anti's blog

[convictsm-13]

Dreams don’t have texture. Not in my experience at least. I can hear things, fly, see shades and colors. But taste? Touch? Those don’t ever exist. It’s the way I know my dreams are dreams when they get too vivid.

I wish I was more than just pressure, but at least I feel warm. I don’t get temperature in my dreams either.

…Do you believe I’m real yet?

...im struggling to, but I'll go along with it anyway.

[convictsm-13]

[𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑝𝑒𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦.]

I wouldn't worry about it too much. What happened happened..

[He stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do or say to comfort Rose.]

[convictsm-13]

Can you try? It doesn’t have to be perfect, just say what feels right.

Well... uhm.. It's like a strange.. shifting energy sort of feel? You feel like a solid version of light. I don't.. know if that makes any sense.

[convictsm-13]

𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚. 𝙄’𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧.

𝙸- 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚑𝚞𝚑? 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎?...

...no. I wasn't an ally of Filament. I wasn't really an ally of Eden either. I think it was too late for anything to be done the moment I stepped foot there.

I'm just.. a little relieved to know what the full cause was.. sucks nobody will know that, besides us..

The damage has already been done. I just hope everybody can recover.

[convictsm-13]

You’re not easy to tease, are you? (Rhetorical) Thought my being a ball of soul would have been more surprising.

But that’s not the point of it. Your skin, do I have a texture in your hands? Feel anything?

...does..? Warmth count as a texture? I can't really tell what I'm feeling. It's hard to describe, actually.

[convictsm-13]

[𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑟𝑜𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑒’𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.]

𝙊𝙝 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬! 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤!

Wait.. so... was I..? Not...? The reason - no, i. No, i wasn't. I tried to stop it before it was too late. All of that.. is past us by now..

[Simon's grip loosened, becoming more gentle on her shoulders.]

There's no point in terrorizing her.. Filament station was doomed from the git-go, as much as I.. hate to admit that..

[convictsm-13]

Hmm. Normally I am more person sized. You look bigger than a giant like this. Dragon sized.

A vibration, huh? Could be a few things; my magic, my voice, the fact that I’m just a ball of soul right now. Something along those lines.

(The light sits back in your hands. Like it’s resting in place…sitting down maybe)

....huh.. i... i guess.. that makes sense...?

[convictsm-13]

[𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ.]

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙪𝙥 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙮’𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬? 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾.𝙊.𝙄. 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙪𝙥, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙀𝘿𝙀𝙉.

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙢𝙗. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙.

..huh? What..? But-.. you..? I don't remember her.. being on the.. I--

[He stammered, confused, taken off guard. His expression shifted, looking almost terrified?]

[convictsm-13]

𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮. 𝙎𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙎𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙣!

[𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠.]

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜...

...i- hey! You shut the fuck up and leave her alone!

[Simon moved quickly and held Rose gently by her shoulders, his grip firm but careful. He glared with a serious expression, clearly not in the mood to joke around with Bloodmoon.]

[convictsm-13]

Hm? Oh! Do I feel like something? If you’re gentle about it, you can hold me in your hands if you’d like. I don’t know what texture I have.

...it was like..? A strange vibration.. I don't know how to describe it.

[He walked closer to the orb and gently took it into his palms.]

[convictsm-13]

𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍.

ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴍᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, ʜᴜʜ ʀᴏsᴇ?

ғɪʀsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜɴɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪs? 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙘.

You're making it into a bigger deal than it is.

[Hearing Bloodmoon's voice seemed to make him tense again, balling one of his hands into a fist.]

[convictsm-13]

Oof! You wound me with your words, don’t think highly of me yet huh?

(The light floats over slowly and sets down on your shoulder. It’s warm- and seems to be vibration? Like a hum that can be felt but not heard).

!

[He didn't expect the strange vibration emanating off of the tiny orb of light. He jumped back from it with a quiet yelp.]

Why do you feel like that??

[convictsm-13]

𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝.. 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎...

I still shouldn't react that way. You're not the cause of what happened.

[convictsm-13]

[𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑑𝑠, ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑠 𝑓𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦.]

I guess I made things tense...?

[convictsm-13]

….This is getting a little ridiculous. May I touch your shoulder, please?

(The ball of light deadpans, but also sounds amused)

....Sure.. just don't.. do anything weird-

[convictsm-13]

[𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡, 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑓 𝑙𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑠.]

...sorry I'm. I'm not usually this worked up. I'm still processing things..