Pretty sure you're meant to wait for people to ask but I couldn't give a shit, I'm doing it all.
1. Creepypasta. I fucking hope you can guess which one. Pretty damn connected.
2. Not sure, exomemories are hard to come by. I know I'm different from canon. Was older when I went cuckoo. Didn't burn my eyelids off. Me and Liu's parents were pieces of shit. Would've never hurt my brother. Fucking never. Dunno if it was ever specified, but I was the older brother. Fanon wise, I dont kill at random, I kill people that deserve it. Only kill. Haven't gotten a solid exomemory of the other creeps yet, but I think I remember having a safe place to go. The being an ass thing is dead on though.
3. Don't really talk to others, don't really know any systems anymore. We got pretty bad luck keeping friends.
6. Got a little to say. I see you, the people that thought a house of outcast dangerous freaks were safer and better than anything you had. I see your pain. Hope you're doing better these days and hope my source gave you comfort when you needed it. Also you're all too horny for me, chill the fuck out. /lh. You're all cool. Thanks for still being here.
7. Me? A little, I like the fan art. My headmates? Can't get enough. A crowbar wouldn't pry em off.
8. I dunno what my canon was meant to be, but I'm transmasc and I'm still figuring out my sexuality. Pretty sure I'm demi aroace. Maybe pan? Who the fuck knows. Not me.
9. I get curious about rewrites. First two versions were hilariously shit. I wanna see if someone will get close to what I really went through. Also some of them help figure my exomemories out. Can't do it too often though, not a big fan of reliving my trauma apparently.
10. Hoodie. We're getting a white one that's got a red design on it soon and that bitch is mine. I miss wearing mine. Couldn't rip it off me if you tried.
11. My brother, not that I got to see him much after everything. I'd keep my distance for the most part, had to avoid getting caught after all. I'd check on him every now and then. He seemed sad. Really wish I could've been there for him.
12. Me and Liu were walking through the woods. Can't remember why exactly, guess we just wanted to get away from everything for a little while. I asked something along the lines of "Wouldn't it be funny if we just ran away from it all?", he chuckled and told me we cant just do that. So I grabbed his hand and ran and dragged him along, him giggling all the way. We stopped by a tree and sat under it for a bit. He asked "Wouldn't it be hard? To run away.", and I said "Probably, do you think it'd be hard?". He said "Probably. But I'd have you, so it'd be okay.". We spent a while imagining it together. Made me happy to hear that. Would've taken him with me if it didn't risk him so much, or if I knew we'd have a comfortable life. Considering how crap being on the run is, it was probably for the best.
13. A little, I still resemble canon and fanon me enough. My smile healed over, but I opened it back up every now and then, and sometimes I stitched it shut. My skin's white as fuck but not that white. I got burns on a little of the right side of my face and some of the right side of my body, was pretty lucky to avoid as much as I did. Like I said, I didn't burn my eyelids, I just like eyeliner and a little eyeshadow. Still got my nose intact. My hoodie took a bit of a beating over the years. More scarred. Got piercings. Got tattoos. My hairs longer.
14. Am I meant to feel some sorta way? They exist.
15. Host and ex host. Won't go into it, but if anyone hurts these dumbasses I'll tear them apart. They're the only people I really like. Their partner is ok. Joked about proposing to me with knives. I'd say yes for the knives.
16. Sometimes. I know I'm an ass. Got my reasons. Know they shouldn't be excuses. Don't like being made out as if I'm totally cold hearted. Hate that people think I'd do anything other than kill my victims, shit makes me fucking sick. Maybe another creepypasta fictive, hell, maybe even another Jeff fictive. Not gonna shame exomemories when we can't help em, but that's not me.
17. Yup. I make shitty self portraits sometimes. Might make art of the other creeps.
18. I got my own room, and I got a real small space in the fronting room. I like being close by, but that shits elevated and curtained off.
19. My hoodie. Maybe my knives, but I wouldn't be allowed to use them and I'm not looking to blueball myself. At least I'd get to wear my hoodie.
20. Angels of Death. My system's got a real funny joke that I'm really a Zack fictive since my voice is real close to the English dub. I'm me, thanks.
Would be great if I wasn't a dumbass and if I'd saved this instead of posting it. Was meant to be scheduled but whatever.
