꒰১ HEED THE WORDS OF THE MIGHTY ໒꒱

Two Time was flying around when they suddenly saw Telemon, they were curious about this god. They land in front of Telemon, their wings going down when they landed. Not being in the way

Hello there!

— @a-angel-that-was-reborn // Two Time

-> The god hummed, his head turning... Completely around to allow him to stare down at the cultist. Oh my! This man sure was tall, wasn't he? "Well now..." "Such a small thing... A fragile little being..."

a-angel-that-was-reborn

‘What do you mean by that?’

-> They tilt their head slightly, wondering what he means by that

#telamon ic #two time interaction #fragile blessing / telamon and two time

"Telamon knows many things..." -> He turns around, body facing the cultist before his head seemed to just... Snap back into position, his smile as wide as ever. "Your mind is fragile... Tainted and broken by those above you, those who were supposed to protect you, guide you..."

Two Time was flying around when they suddenly saw Telemon, they were curious about this god. They land in front of Telemon, their wings going down when they landed. Not being in the way

Hello there!

— @a-angel-that-was-reborn // Two Time

-> The god hummed, his head turning... Completely around to allow him to stare down at the cultist. Oh my! This man sure was tall, wasn't he? "Well now..." "Such a small thing... A fragile little being..."

#telamon ic #two time interaction #fragile blessing / telamon and two time

"Hey, Telamon right? Can I get your help with something..? It involves something that happened in the Banlands. Assuming you'll even accept helping me, that is."

@cagedbird-caleb244

-> The God hummed and turned his head fully to stare at the creature before him. Or well, below him, the deity needing to tilt his head downwards to see the other properly. Admins, he's so fucking tall. "Well, well, well... A little escapee coming to a God for assistance...?" -> The God chuckles, his grin widening as he spoke.

Caleb stood her ground, doing everything in her power as to not showcase her fear while she continues looking at the God before her—Ignoring how her feathers immediately ruffled the moment he spoke.

"Yes.. Indeed. Kind of ironic, I know."

She sighed, head wings closing around her face while her tail curls around her on the ground. Eventually, she points to her eyes, more specifically the stitches on them.

"So can you help or..? Got those during my ‘stay’ there."

"Ah yes... Telamon remembers you now..." -> He leans down and presses one of his talons against the jester's forehead, a low cooing sound escaping from his throat. A mock of warmth, mock of sympathy. "Telamon can assist you.... For a price, that is."

"..You do? Didn't know I was that memorable."

Caleb's wings raised at seeing him lean down, tail rattling in a low warning the moment he presses a talon to her forehead, pupils sharpening in agitation and anger—Especially at the mocking sound, she doesn't act up however, not wanting to blow any chances.

"And that is..? As long as it isn't anything too crazy, I'll do it. I just want these out."

"You have to give Telamon something in return for his assistance." -> He brings his hand up and lightly pinches the trophy atop of the jester's head between his talons, lightly wiggling it with a wide grin dressing his face. "You give me this, Telamon removes the stitches from your eyes... Do we have a deal, little nestling?"

"And that is..? Depending on what it is, I can probably do it—Oh."

She blinks slowly at seeing what he wants, a scowl appearing on her face for a brief moment before she closes her eyes and thinks about it—Sighing reluctantly after some time, Caleb makes an agreement noise. She'll miss the trophy a lot.

"Fine... I'll trade it away, I guess, doesn't seem like there's anything else Ican offer– Nestling? Uh? How am I a nestling..?"

-> The God was clearly pleased as it plucked the trophy off from the jester's head, moving it between his large talons before tucking it into his robes, clasping his hands together. "Kneel, nestling. Allow Telamon to see the stitches that were inflicted upon you." -> He points at the ground, waiting for the other to kneel. "Tell me, what created the strings that bind you?"

Caleb silently mourned the loss of one of her treasures—She'll miss that thropy.. Sure she definitely didn't get it by any legal means but, it still belonged to her. She frowns a little at the mention of kneeling, not wanting to dirty her coat, but does it anyway eventually.

The sooner this is over with, the better.

"Right.. Sure I'll do that."

It mutters in a attempt to keep it's tone light, head wings twitching in annoyance at the thought of dirtying any of its clothes, needles to say that Caleb is almost a clean freak.

"An admin.. Got it after I was supposedly a ‘threat’ that could escape easily. They didn't want me hacking anymore so... ‘If he can't see, then he can't hack.’ was their logic."

-> He cups the jester's face and lightly squeezes it, bringing his other hand up and lightly running one of the talons of his other hand over the jester's eyes. "Hold still, nestling. Unless you wish for the pain to amplify." -> The deity, without a second thought, hooked the tip of his talon under one of the stitches and pulling at it. No painkillers, no numbing agent, just tugging at the stitches. "Do not fret, you'll feel peace soon enough."

Caleb's head wings flare up at the touch, but she doesn't back away, instead only looking in a confused way at the God especially because of the squeeze. She was certain the admin wouldn't like her due to her exploiter nature.

"I can do that.. Hopefully. I'll try to stay still."

It breathes in and put, trying to focus on staying still—It hisses out at the pain, rattle going off quietly the moment the stitches got pulled. Its wings snap shut, pressing tightly against its back. Hell, this is gonna hurt a lot it seems.

"..Thanks for this." {|It holds back the urge to mention how the God is being awfully nice.. In a way. Not that it's complaining, Caleb prefers this over something else.|}

"Such a fragile little thing you are, Caleb244..." -> His voice lowered, eyes lidding slightly as he continued to pull the stitches out with his just his talon, a gentle humming emitting from his throat as he did his work. "You should be thankful that a god like me is taking such pity on you... You're nothing more than a dirty little exploiter in the eyes of Telamon, in the eyes of all of Robloxia..." "But your little "treasure" shall be enough to please me for now. Because Telamon could've told you to give him worse, give him more. But he's feeling..." "Generous."

"..Am I? Hm, never thought about that."

Caleb's tail twitches, seemingly reacting to her distaste of being called that, it didn't stir right to her; She's not little and she sure as hell ain't fragile either. Caleb head wings perk up at his words, a scowl appearing on her face as she drifts her gaze. She knows that.

"I know what I am. It's the whole reason I got banned after all.. And I am thankful, still surprised you even glanced at me."

"..For now? Is there going to be more or?" {|It asks genuinely, tone laced with confusion.|} "Yeah,, you could've asked for something worse. Way worse. I acknowledge that.."

"Hm, I'm thankful you're being generous. . . ."

#telamon ic #caleb244 interaction #bird's prey / telamon and caleb244 #telamon is quite scary :)#she should fear him !

"Maybe there will be, maybe there won't be. It depends on if Telamon feels as tho you do or don't deserve such a thing." -> He finished up with one eye, moving over to the other and continuing the process. He was focused, finger moving almost stiffly precise. "Telamon doesn't offer such... Kindness to wastes of space like yourself... Telamon could just leave you like this, but you've been... Good. In terms of not causing us admins problems." "But trust me... I can put these right back if you decide to go back to your old ways..."

"Hey, Telamon right? Can I get your help with something..? It involves something that happened in the Banlands. Assuming you'll even accept helping me, that is."

@cagedbird-caleb244

-> The God hummed and turned his head fully to stare at the creature before him. Or well, below him, the deity needing to tilt his head downwards to see the other properly. Admins, he's so fucking tall. "Well, well, well... A little escapee coming to a God for assistance...?" -> The God chuckles, his grin widening as he spoke.

Caleb stood her ground, doing everything in her power as to not showcase her fear while she continues looking at the God before her—Ignoring how her feathers immediately ruffled the moment he spoke.

"Yes.. Indeed. Kind of ironic, I know."

She sighed, head wings closing around her face while her tail curls around her on the ground. Eventually, she points to her eyes, more specifically the stitches on them.

"So can you help or..? Got those during my ‘stay’ there."

"Ah yes... Telamon remembers you now..." -> He leans down and presses one of his talons against the jester's forehead, a low cooing sound escaping from his throat. A mock of warmth, mock of sympathy. "Telamon can assist you.... For a price, that is."

"..You do? Didn't know I was that memorable."

Caleb's wings raised at seeing him lean down, tail rattling in a low warning the moment he presses a talon to her forehead, pupils sharpening in agitation and anger—Especially at the mocking sound, she doesn't act up however, not wanting to blow any chances.

"And that is..? As long as it isn't anything too crazy, I'll do it. I just want these out."

"You have to give Telamon something in return for his assistance." -> He brings his hand up and lightly pinches the trophy atop of the jester's head between his talons, lightly wiggling it with a wide grin dressing his face. "You give me this, Telamon removes the stitches from your eyes... Do we have a deal, little nestling?"

"And that is..? Depending on what it is, I can probably do it—Oh."

She blinks slowly at seeing what he wants, a scowl appearing on her face for a brief moment before she closes her eyes and thinks about it—Sighing reluctantly after some time, Caleb makes an agreement noise. She'll miss the trophy a lot.

"Fine... I'll trade it away, I guess, doesn't seem like there's anything else Ican offer– Nestling? Uh? How am I a nestling..?"

-> The God was clearly pleased as it plucked the trophy off from the jester's head, moving it between his large talons before tucking it into his robes, clasping his hands together. "Kneel, nestling. Allow Telamon to see the stitches that were inflicted upon you." -> He points at the ground, waiting for the other to kneel. "Tell me, what created the strings that bind you?"

Caleb silently mourned the loss of one of her treasures—She'll miss that thropy.. Sure she definitely didn't get it by any legal means but, it still belonged to her. She frowns a little at the mention of kneeling, not wanting to dirty her coat, but does it anyway eventually.

The sooner this is over with, the better.

"Right.. Sure I'll do that."

It mutters in a attempt to keep it's tone light, head wings twitching in annoyance at the thought of dirtying any of its clothes, needles to say that Caleb is almost a clean freak.

"An admin.. Got it after I was supposedly a ‘threat’ that could escape easily. They didn't want me hacking anymore so... ‘If he can't see, then he can't hack.’ was their logic."

-> He cups the jester's face and lightly squeezes it, bringing his other hand up and lightly running one of the talons of his other hand over the jester's eyes. "Hold still, nestling. Unless you wish for the pain to amplify." -> The deity, without a second thought, hooked the tip of his talon under one of the stitches and pulling at it. No painkillers, no numbing agent, just tugging at the stitches. "Do not fret, you'll feel peace soon enough."

Caleb's head wings flare up at the touch, but she doesn't back away, instead only looking in a confused way at the God especially because of the squeeze. She was certain the admin wouldn't like her due to her exploiter nature.

"I can do that.. Hopefully. I'll try to stay still."

It breathes in and put, trying to focus on staying still—It hisses out at the pain, rattle going off quietly the moment the stitches got pulled. Its wings snap shut, pressing tightly against its back. Hell, this is gonna hurt a lot it seems.

"..Thanks for this." {|It holds back the urge to mention how the God is being awfully nice.. In a way. Not that it's complaining, Caleb prefers this over something else.|}

#telamon ic #caleb244 interaction #bird's prey / telamon and caleb244 #tellie doesn't like admitting he's got a soft spot for clocks </3 #sheds however is very open about his soft spot!

"Such a fragile little thing you are, Caleb244..." -> His voice lowered, eyes lidding slightly as he continued to pull the stitches out with his just his talon, a gentle humming emitting from his throat as he did his work. "You should be thankful that a god like me is taking such pity on you... You're nothing more than a dirty little exploiter in the eyes of Telamon, in the eyes of all of Robloxia..." "But your little "treasure" shall be enough to please me for now. Because Telamon could've told you to give him worse, give him more. But he's feeling..." "Generous."

"Hey, Telamon right? Can I get your help with something..? It involves something that happened in the Banlands. Assuming you'll even accept helping me, that is."

@cagedbird-caleb244

-> The God hummed and turned his head fully to stare at the creature before him. Or well, below him, the deity needing to tilt his head downwards to see the other properly. Admins, he's so fucking tall. "Well, well, well... A little escapee coming to a God for assistance...?" -> The God chuckles, his grin widening as he spoke.

Caleb stood her ground, doing everything in her power as to not showcase her fear while she continues looking at the God before her—Ignoring how her feathers immediately ruffled the moment he spoke.

"Yes.. Indeed. Kind of ironic, I know."

She sighed, head wings closing around her face while her tail curls around her on the ground. Eventually, she points to her eyes, more specifically the stitches on them.

"So can you help or..? Got those during my ‘stay’ there."

"Ah yes... Telamon remembers you now..." -> He leans down and presses one of his talons against the jester's forehead, a low cooing sound escaping from his throat. A mock of warmth, mock of sympathy. "Telamon can assist you.... For a price, that is."

"..You do? Didn't know I was that memorable."

Caleb's wings raised at seeing him lean down, tail rattling in a low warning the moment he presses a talon to her forehead, pupils sharpening in agitation and anger—Especially at the mocking sound, she doesn't act up however, not wanting to blow any chances.

"And that is..? As long as it isn't anything too crazy, I'll do it. I just want these out."

"You have to give Telamon something in return for his assistance." -> He brings his hand up and lightly pinches the trophy atop of the jester's head between his talons, lightly wiggling it with a wide grin dressing his face. "You give me this, Telamon removes the stitches from your eyes... Do we have a deal, little nestling?"

"And that is..? Depending on what it is, I can probably do it—Oh."

She blinks slowly at seeing what he wants, a scowl appearing on her face for a brief moment before she closes her eyes and thinks about it—Sighing reluctantly after some time, Caleb makes an agreement noise. She'll miss the trophy a lot.

"Fine... I'll trade it away, I guess, doesn't seem like there's anything else Ican offer– Nestling? Uh? How am I a nestling..?"

-> The God was clearly pleased as it plucked the trophy off from the jester's head, moving it between his large talons before tucking it into his robes, clasping his hands together. "Kneel, nestling. Allow Telamon to see the stitches that were inflicted upon you." -> He points at the ground, waiting for the other to kneel. "Tell me, what created the strings that bind you?"

Caleb silently mourned the loss of one of her treasures—She'll miss that thropy.. Sure she definitely didn't get it by any legal means but, it still belonged to her. She frowns a little at the mention of kneeling, not wanting to dirty her coat, but does it anyway eventually.

The sooner this is over with, the better.

"Right.. Sure I'll do that."

It mutters in a attempt to keep it's tone light, head wings twitching in annoyance at the thought of dirtying any of its clothes, needles to say that Caleb is almost a clean freak.

"An admin.. Got it after I was supposedly a ‘threat’ that could escape easily. They didn't want me hacking anymore so... ‘If he can't see, then he can't hack.’ was their logic."

#telamon ic #caleb244 interaction #bird's prey / telamon and caleb244 #he is a creature...#if he calls you “hatchling” then he has a somewhat parental view towards you #he's only called clockwork that

-> He cups the jester's face and lightly squeezes it, bringing his other hand up and lightly running one of the talons of his other hand over the jester's eyes. "Hold still, nestling. Unless you wish for the pain to amplify." -> The deity, without a second thought, hooked the tip of his talon under one of the stitches and pulling at it. No painkillers, no numbing agent, just tugging at the stitches. "Do not fret, you'll feel peace soon enough."

"Hey, Telamon right? Can I get your help with something..? It involves something that happened in the Banlands. Assuming you'll even accept helping me, that is."

@cagedbird-caleb244

-> The God hummed and turned his head fully to stare at the creature before him. Or well, below him, the deity needing to tilt his head downwards to see the other properly. Admins, he's so fucking tall. "Well, well, well... A little escapee coming to a God for assistance...?" -> The God chuckles, his grin widening as he spoke.

Caleb stood her ground, doing everything in her power as to not showcase her fear while she continues looking at the God before her—Ignoring how her feathers immediately ruffled the moment he spoke.

"Yes.. Indeed. Kind of ironic, I know."

She sighed, head wings closing around her face while her tail curls around her on the ground. Eventually, she points to her eyes, more specifically the stitches on them.

"So can you help or..? Got those during my ‘stay’ there."

"Ah yes... Telamon remembers you now..." -> He leans down and presses one of his talons against the jester's forehead, a low cooing sound escaping from his throat. A mock of warmth, mock of sympathy. "Telamon can assist you.... For a price, that is."

"..You do? Didn't know I was that memorable."

Caleb's wings raised at seeing him lean down, tail rattling in a low warning the moment he presses a talon to her forehead, pupils sharpening in agitation and anger—Especially at the mocking sound, she doesn't act up however, not wanting to blow any chances.

"And that is..? As long as it isn't anything too crazy, I'll do it. I just want these out."

"You have to give Telamon something in return for his assistance." -> He brings his hand up and lightly pinches the trophy atop of the jester's head between his talons, lightly wiggling it with a wide grin dressing his face. "You give me this, Telamon removes the stitches from your eyes... Do we have a deal, little nestling?"

"And that is..? Depending on what it is, I can probably do it—Oh."

She blinks slowly at seeing what he wants, a scowl appearing on her face for a brief moment before she closes her eyes and thinks about it—Sighing reluctantly after some time, Caleb makes an agreement noise. She'll miss the trophy a lot.

"Fine... I'll trade it away, I guess, doesn't seem like there's anything else Ican offer– Nestling? Uh? How am I a nestling..?"

#telamon ic #caleb244 interaction #bird's prey / telamon and caleb244 #telamon deffo calls other avian hybrid robloxians that #“nestling” “hatchling” etc etc

-> The God was clearly pleased as it plucked the trophy off from the jester's head, moving it between his large talons before tucking it into his robes, clasping his hands together. "Kneel, nestling. Allow Telamon to see the stitches that were inflicted upon you." -> He points at the ground, waiting for the other to kneel. "Tell me, what created the strings that bind you?"

"Hey, Telamon right? Can I get your help with something..? It involves something that happened in the Banlands. Assuming you'll even accept helping me, that is."

@cagedbird-caleb244

-> The God hummed and turned his head fully to stare at the creature before him. Or well, below him, the deity needing to tilt his head downwards to see the other properly. Admins, he's so fucking tall. "Well, well, well... A little escapee coming to a God for assistance...?" -> The God chuckles, his grin widening as he spoke.

Caleb stood her ground, doing everything in her power as to not showcase her fear while she continues looking at the God before her—Ignoring how her feathers immediately ruffled the moment he spoke.

"Yes.. Indeed. Kind of ironic, I know."

She sighed, head wings closing around her face while her tail curls around her on the ground. Eventually, she points to her eyes, more specifically the stitches on them.

"So can you help or..? Got those during my ‘stay’ there."

"Ah yes... Telamon remembers you now..." -> He leans down and presses one of his talons against the jester's forehead, a low cooing sound escaping from his throat. A mock of warmth, mock of sympathy. "Telamon can assist you.... For a price, that is."

"..You do? Didn't know I was that memorable."

Caleb's wings raised at seeing him lean down, tail rattling in a low warning the moment he presses a talon to her forehead, pupils sharpening in agitation and anger—Especially at the mocking sound, she doesn't act up however, not wanting to blow any chances.

"And that is..? As long as it isn't anything too crazy, I'll do it. I just want these out."

#telamon ic #caleb244 interaction #bird's prey / telamon and caleb244

"You have to give Telamon something in return for his assistance." -> He brings his hand up and lightly pinches the trophy atop of the jester's head between his talons, lightly wiggling it with a wide grin dressing his face. "You give me this, Telamon removes the stitches from your eyes... Do we have a deal, little nestling?"

"Hey, Telamon right? Can I get your help with something..? It involves something that happened in the Banlands. Assuming you'll even accept helping me, that is."

@cagedbird-caleb244

-> The God hummed and turned his head fully to stare at the creature before him. Or well, below him, the deity needing to tilt his head downwards to see the other properly. Admins, he's so fucking tall. "Well, well, well... A little escapee coming to a God for assistance...?" -> The God chuckles, his grin widening as he spoke.

Caleb stood her ground, doing everything in her power as to not showcase her fear while she continues looking at the God before her—Ignoring how her feathers immediately ruffled the moment he spoke.

"Yes.. Indeed. Kind of ironic, I know."

She sighed, head wings closing around her face while her tail curls around her on the ground. Eventually, she points to her eyes, more specifically the stitches on them.

"So can you help or..? Got those during my ‘stay’ there."

#telamon ic #caleb244 interaction #bird's prey / telamon and caleb244 #i'm very good at making little thread names!!!

"Ah yes... Telamon remembers you now..." -> He leans down and presses one of his talons against the jester's forehead, a low cooing sound escaping from his throat. A mock of warmth, mock of sympathy. "Telamon can assist you.... For a price, that is."

"Hey, Telamon right? Can I get your help with something..? It involves something that happened in the Banlands. Assuming you'll even accept helping me, that is."

@cagedbird-caleb244

-> The God hummed and turned his head fully to stare at the creature before him. Or well, below him, the deity needing to tilt his head downwards to see the other properly. Admins, he's so fucking tall. "Well, well, well... A little escapee coming to a God for assistance...?" -> The God chuckles, his grin widening as he spoke.

#telamon ic #caleb244 interaction #bird's prey / telamon and caleb244

Good on them I suppose .... Makes it more fun to watch tho doesn't it?

"It does."

I see, very intriguing :]

How long do you think it'll take before they all stop hoping?

"Telamon is... Unsure of that. Some of them are stupidly determined to keep trying, to keep holding onto hope..."

I suppose that's fair.. doesn't hurt to hope.. hehoo.. that'd cause an interesting scene, hmm..

"Some of them are already breaking. Already realizing the futility of their situation... But Telamon has watched the others lift up their spirits once more..." "It's funny. Telamon enjoys it."

Ohhh I see I see, how interesting :]

I mean, they have things to fight for, no? Something to look forward to. Some semblance of hope. That is enough to determine some.

"They do not have much to fight for... Simply their lives, no? They can fight and fight all they wish... But eventually their lives will be ripped from their hands time and time again." "Telamon does not believe there'll be a way to get out of here... Telamon believes we're all stuck down here. I wonder how long it'll take for one of them to break."

Is there any survivor that interests/fascinates you the most?

"They're all interesting in their own ways... Although Telamon supposes that soldier is the most interesting." "Yes, famous former soldier Guest 1337... A war hero now forced down into the devil's clutches."

#telamon ic #spiffspace

How so, if I may imquire

"Telamon finds their... Resilience to be fascinating. How they fight and fight and fight until they cannot... They're like little bugs to Telamon."

Oeuh you shuld it'd liven up the place yk?

"Those little survivors fascinate Telamon...."