DO NOT PERCIEVE ME.
I AM INCONSISTENT IN FORM ON PURPOSE. MY VESSEL IS NOT FOR YOUR LINGERING EYES. WHETHER THAT BE A GOOD OR BAD THING, I DO NOT CARE.
I DO WHAT I WANT.
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@homophobic-kolossos
DO NOT PERCIEVE ME.
I AM INCONSISTENT IN FORM ON PURPOSE. MY VESSEL IS NOT FOR YOUR LINGERING EYES. WHETHER THAT BE A GOOD OR BAD THING, I DO NOT CARE.
I DO WHAT I WANT.
OH YEAH ALSO TRANS RIGHTS. YOU GUYS ARE COOL YOU CAN STAY.
UNHAPPY FUCKING PRIDE MONTH, YOU QUEERS.
ALL OF YOU CAN GO DIE EXCEPT FOR MY ANGEL, MAIZEY, AND RAZON.
I think #QUERY. should be #QUEERY. instead
I'LL FIND YOU.
paws at you
⠀
Hey, big, dark and ugly...
Hmmh...Hhi.
H4111!!!
Have you seen a small rabbit girl anywhere recently? Red cloak, caramel-colored, big floppy ears?
- @professionalexepetter
NO. YOU SHOULD LEAVE.
how do you feel about committing cannibalism on your husband
NOT ENTIRELY OPPOSED.
( A bunch of bug-like little kids rolled up at his front door. Quite literally, they arrived on Hotwheels. )
FELIZ-NAVIDAD!!!
"FLEEAS NAVYDOD-"
No, no- that's not how you say it-
/Oh my GOODNESS, can we just go home?!/
( The grub and blue fox continued singing while the other two argued. They were all dressed up in little elf costumes... Coordination?... )
@brainwermz
[ THE DOOR SLAMS. HARSHLY. ]
UGH, IT'S BEEN A ROUGH PATCH.
I MISS MY ANGEL...
WE HAVEN'T TALKED IN A WHILE— I MISS HIM, SO, SO MUCH.
:(
I SEE YOU.
[THEY PERK UP. LITTLE EAR FLICK, HEARTS AUDIBLY SPEED UP.]
ANGEL?
I...
[TEARS PRICK AT THE CORNERS OF THEIR EYES. THEY RUSH INTO HIS ARMS, NUZZLING THEIR FACE INTO THE CROOK OF HIS NECK AS THEY SNIFFLE.]
I MISSED YOU...
I MISSED YOU TOO, CURIE.
[ HE'D PURR QUIETLY, SHUTTING HIS EYE AS HE EASES INTO THE NUZZLE, HE LOOKS EXHAUSTED BUT CONTENT TO BE ALIVE IN THE MOMENT. HOLDING THEM CLOSE. ]
[ NO, HE SHOULDN'T TALK ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED. THAT CAN COME LATER. ]
UGH, IT'S BEEN A ROUGH PATCH.
I MISS MY ANGEL...
WE HAVEN'T TALKED IN A WHILE— I MISS HIM, SO, SO MUCH.
:(
I SEE YOU.
how's your arm feeling, heresy?
My...
MY ARM? ITS FINE.
favorite thing about your husband?
The way he makes me feel like I'm somebody.
heresy come back we miss you
...Mnh.
...you alright?
...You have some nerve asking me this.
Hello!!! I’m your ophthalmologist for today!!! Surely you’ve heard of all the frenzy happening—- I’m the new groove in shrimp town!!! [They pull out one of their eyes, and shake it until it glows bright. They then point it at Heresy’s direction, the light showing his form.]
@vandjonah
EXCUSE ME..? [ OPHTHALMOLOGIST? NO, NO THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT. HE FROWNS, SEEMING ANNOYED, SQUINTING JUST BRIEFLY AT THE FOX PULLING THEIR OWN EYE OUT WITHOUT ANY ISSUE. ]
NO, NO I HAVEN'T-
[ THE SUDDEN LIGHT IS UNEXPECTED TO SAY THE LEAST, SHUTTING HIS EYE UPON GETTING BEAMED WITH ITS SOURCE - HISSING WITH DISCOMFORT AS THE SILHOUETTE DISSIPATES. HIS HAND SHOOTS OUT TO SHIELD HIS VISION... AND SUDDENLY VERY AWARE OF HIS OWN PHYSICAL BODY. ]
GHH- WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!
Just wanting to get a gooooood look!!! [They poke at his chest a few times.]
Not the first time someone’s asked me about my ‘“problems’” which I have none of, by the way…!!! Do you think if we divided by bobbit worms we’d find your purfect self image???
YEAH, SURE. YOU HAVE NO PROBLEMS AND I'M A SAINT. I'M PERFECTLY FINE THE WAY I AM, THANK YOU. [ HE HISSES ONCE MORE, THE TOUCH IRKING HIM FURTHER - HAND MOVING FROM HIS FACE TO BLINDLY SWIPE AT THE FINGERS POKING AND PRODDING. WINCING SLIGHTLY FROM THE FLASH OF LIGHT EARLIER, GRIMACING NOW THAT HE CAN SEE, WELL, HIMSELF. ]
[The swipe phases through her.]
Oh come on!!! Don’t be so sad!!!
[The entire fabric of reality where they are currently residing warps in a mirror maze. She taps at a mirror, showing another realities’ version of Heresy.]
Wanna loook??? No??? Too bad!!!
[ HE SUCKS IN A HARSH BREATH - EYE CATCHING A SMALL GLIMPSE OF THE REFLECTION OF A MIRROR JUST FOR HIS PUPIL TO DART AWAY TO LOOK ELSEWHERE, RINSE AND REPEAT. ] [ SHUTTING HIS EYE TIGHTLY, HE DOESN'T WANT TO LOOK. VIBRATING AND SHAKING WITH CONTAINED ANGER, MAYBE SOMETHING ELSE HE REFUSES TO NAME PROPERLY. ]
STOP - JUST STOP ALREADY. LORD.
Heyyy!!! Don’t try look away!!! [With that- his eyelids have fucking disappeared. It’s immensely painful- immediately back to the overwhelmingly bright room, now unable to blink away the sting as the eyes start to dry. Despite it all, his vision won’t blur.
All the reflections are staring straight at him.]
As your therapegost, I suggest immense exposure therapy!!! Exposure to the sun, of course, ya depressed loser… but I can’t be too harsh—- I’d be even bluer than usual if I didn’t know of metamorphing chorals of a time when yesterday was the year to be!!! All of you, in your ranks and lines like a marching supreme of fish!!! There’s is so much to come of tomorrow—-
Like this!!!
[Pointing at her Orb again, it depicts a scene flush with flashing lights, and a scream that just continues, never taking a breath, never losing intensity or grief. It sounds Curie, but it is Not.]
[ THE PAIN IS SEARING AND IMMEDIATE - SCREECHING. GRUNTING FOLLOWED BY RATHER DISGUSTING SOUNDING GURGLING, PRACTICALLY GETTING BLINDED NOW THAT HE CAN'T SHUT HIS EYE AT ALL. ] [ THE MIRRORS - THE LIGHT - IT'S TOO MUCH. HE FEELS ILL, ILL ONTOP OF EVERYTHING ELSE ALREADY ADDED ONTO HIS PLATE. ILL YET NOTHING COMES OUT, EYE AS DRY AS HIS THROAT. ] [ HE CLAWS AT WHERE HIS EYELID SHOULD HAVE BEEN, EARNING HIMSELF CRIMSON TRAILING DOWN HIS SHAKING FINGERS, PUPIL DARTING FRANTICALLY AT THE SCREAMING BEFORE HE MAKES THE MOVE TO SHIELD HIS EYE WITH HIS HAND. ]
nnnNNNHNHHH...NNNOOOOOnooohh..
Look at you!!! Losing all your words!!! [She grabs his arm and moves it out of the way, exposing him to the light once again.]
And if you try covering your eye again, your arm is next!!!
[ WHAT EVEN WAS THIS ANYMORE - SOME SICK SORT OF ENDURANCE TEST? FINE, SO BE IT. HIS ARM FLEXES IN HER GRIP, PULLING IT BACK, BUT DOESN'T MAKE A MOVE TO COVER UP AGAIN. ] DO... DO YOU THINK.. THIS IS FUNNY? [ GOD, HIS HEAD WAS POUNDING. SOMETHING ROLLS DOWN HIS CHEEK, WHETHER ITS HIS OWN TEARS OR BLOOD FROM WHERE HIS EYELIDS WOULD'VE- SHOULD'VE BEEN, IT DIDN'T MATTER TO HIM. THE FEELING OF COPIES HIS OWN REFLECTION PEERING HOLES STRAIGHT THROUGH HIM CONTINUES TO LINGER, MAKING HIS LARGER FORM SLINK BACK SLIGHTLY. ]
THIS- ALL OF THIS- IS JUST A GAME TO YOU- ISN'T IT?
Of course it is!!! We’re not real after all!!! It’s all a gameee all a game just some text on some screen in somebody’s life which will never ever ever ever ever matter!!! LET ME DO WHAT I WANT!!! [She’s trying her best to talk to yoSHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!! I’LL NARRATE THIS SHIT MYSELF THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!
Where was I again??? Ohhh right—- No time has passed, this is just text AIN’T IT HERSHY!!! STOP TALKING ABOUT HOW MUCH IM ALLOWED TO HURT HIM JUST LET ME DO IT!!!
hhhfff. Fine…
[Ohhh look what I’m doing!!! I’m forcibly changing his molecular structure!!! I’m melting and moulding him into shape without even having to touch him!!! He can’t speak anymore—- he’s just a twisted BEAD MAZE WITH THE BEADS MADE OF EYES!!! HE WILL FOREVER BE STUCK LOOKING AT ALL HIS REFLECTIONS!!! And I’m keeping him like this for as long as I want!!!]
[ HE SWEATS, LOOKING CONCERNED FOR A MOMENT, THEN HIS FOCUS IS RIPPED AWAY BY THE SENSATION OF HIS OWN FLESH MELTING. ]
[ HE AUDIBLY GAGGED, BOTH IN DISGUST AND PAIN BOILING OVER. NOISES CAUGHT IN HIS THROAT AS IF HE WERE TO VOMIT, THE SOUNDS TRAPPED AS THEY DIE OUT. ]
[ SURE, HE'S CLEAVED OFF HIS OWN LIMBS, BUT MELTING? ]
Hello!!! I’m your ophthalmologist for today!!! Surely you’ve heard of all the frenzy happening—- I’m the new groove in shrimp town!!! [They pull out one of their eyes, and shake it until it glows bright. They then point it at Heresy’s direction, the light showing his form.]
@vandjonah
EXCUSE ME..? [ OPHTHALMOLOGIST? NO, NO THAT CAN'T BE RIGHT. HE FROWNS, SEEMING ANNOYED, SQUINTING JUST BRIEFLY AT THE FOX PULLING THEIR OWN EYE OUT WITHOUT ANY ISSUE. ]
NO, NO I HAVEN'T-
[ THE SUDDEN LIGHT IS UNEXPECTED TO SAY THE LEAST, SHUTTING HIS EYE UPON GETTING BEAMED WITH ITS SOURCE - HISSING WITH DISCOMFORT AS THE SILHOUETTE DISSIPATES. HIS HAND SHOOTS OUT TO SHIELD HIS VISION... AND SUDDENLY VERY AWARE OF HIS OWN PHYSICAL BODY. ]
GHH- WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!
Just wanting to get a gooooood look!!! [They poke at his chest a few times.]
Not the first time someone’s asked me about my ‘“problems’” which I have none of, by the way…!!! Do you think if we divided by bobbit worms we’d find your purfect self image???
YEAH, SURE. YOU HAVE NO PROBLEMS AND I'M A SAINT. I'M PERFECTLY FINE THE WAY I AM, THANK YOU. [ HE HISSES ONCE MORE, THE TOUCH IRKING HIM FURTHER - HAND MOVING FROM HIS FACE TO BLINDLY SWIPE AT THE FINGERS POKING AND PRODDING. WINCING SLIGHTLY FROM THE FLASH OF LIGHT EARLIER, GRIMACING NOW THAT HE CAN SEE, WELL, HIMSELF. ]
[The swipe phases through her.]
Oh come on!!! Don’t be so sad!!!
[The entire fabric of reality where they are currently residing warps in a mirror maze. She taps at a mirror, showing another realities’ version of Heresy.]
Wanna loook??? No??? Too bad!!!
[ HE SUCKS IN A HARSH BREATH - EYE CATCHING A SMALL GLIMPSE OF THE REFLECTION OF A MIRROR JUST FOR HIS PUPIL TO DART AWAY TO LOOK ELSEWHERE, RINSE AND REPEAT. ] [ SHUTTING HIS EYE TIGHTLY, HE DOESN'T WANT TO LOOK. VIBRATING AND SHAKING WITH CONTAINED ANGER, MAYBE SOMETHING ELSE HE REFUSES TO NAME PROPERLY. ]
STOP - JUST STOP ALREADY. LORD.
Heyyy!!! Don’t try look away!!! [With that- his eyelids have fucking disappeared. It’s immensely painful- immediately back to the overwhelmingly bright room, now unable to blink away the sting as the eyes start to dry. Despite it all, his vision won’t blur.
All the reflections are staring straight at him.]
As your therapegost, I suggest immense exposure therapy!!! Exposure to the sun, of course, ya depressed loser… but I can’t be too harsh—- I’d be even bluer than usual if I didn’t know of metamorphing chorals of a time when yesterday was the year to be!!! All of you, in your ranks and lines like a marching supreme of fish!!! There’s is so much to come of tomorrow—-
Like this!!!
[Pointing at her Orb again, it depicts a scene flush with flashing lights, and a scream that just continues, never taking a breath, never losing intensity or grief. It sounds Curie, but it is Not.]
[ THE PAIN IS SEARING AND IMMEDIATE - SCREECHING. GRUNTING FOLLOWED BY RATHER DISGUSTING SOUNDING GURGLING, PRACTICALLY GETTING BLINDED NOW THAT HE CAN'T SHUT HIS EYE AT ALL. ] [ THE MIRRORS - THE LIGHT - IT'S TOO MUCH. HE FEELS ILL, ILL ONTOP OF EVERYTHING ELSE ALREADY ADDED ONTO HIS PLATE. ILL YET NOTHING COMES OUT, EYE AS DRY AS HIS THROAT. ] [ HE CLAWS AT WHERE HIS EYELID SHOULD HAVE BEEN, EARNING HIMSELF CRIMSON TRAILING DOWN HIS SHAKING FINGERS, PUPIL DARTING FRANTICALLY AT THE SCREAMING BEFORE HE MAKES THE MOVE TO SHIELD HIS EYE WITH HIS HAND. ]
nnnNNNHNHHH...NNNOOOOOnooohh..
Look at you!!! Losing all your words!!! [She grabs his arm and moves it out of the way, exposing him to the light once again.]
And if you try covering your eye again, your arm is next!!!
[ WHAT EVEN WAS THIS ANYMORE - SOME SICK SORT OF ENDURANCE TEST? FINE, SO BE IT. HIS ARM FLEXES IN HER GRIP, PULLING IT BACK, BUT DOESN'T MAKE A MOVE TO COVER UP AGAIN. ] DO... DO YOU THINK.. THIS IS FUNNY? [ GOD, HIS HEAD WAS POUNDING. SOMETHING ROLLS DOWN HIS CHEEK, WHETHER ITS HIS OWN TEARS OR BLOOD FROM WHERE HIS EYELIDS WOULD'VE- SHOULD'VE BEEN, IT DIDN'T MATTER TO HIM. THE FEELING OF COPIES HIS OWN REFLECTION PEERING HOLES STRAIGHT THROUGH HIM CONTINUES TO LINGER, MAKING HIS LARGER FORM SLINK BACK SLIGHTLY. ]
THIS- ALL OF THIS- IS JUST A GAME TO YOU- ISN'T IT?