I'm just here to remind you of those truths you ignore, the urges you hide, the reality you deny. I am the snake in your ear. The darkness in your heart. Feed me with your hate, prejudice, and fear. ((Message me if you want questions that aren't all encouragement and friendship. Also message me to let me know when you don't want these sorts of asks. I am here for the benefit of story tellers.))
Dysnomia: ... Let's go run some drills or.. something. See what we are working with here.
The sylveon walks past the mew, leaving him to sit alone in the grass
A unsettling feeling has began to stir within Eden's gut.
Without another word, he merely stands and follows after Dysnomia.
Something stirs.
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[ @iamyourdoubt ]
Luca does not respond, but the question itself makes her pause. She knows all too well this journey will lead her nowhere, after all she is Exalted. A Revenant. One touched by death, an ill-omen for her people.
Though, in her doubts, her claws make the tiniest of noises atop this dune. So close to the end, and her trial of silence is ended as this noise angers the sands and she's sent the rest of the way down in a slide. A single startled yelp escapes her, the sands swallow her staff.
Luca does not respond, but the question itself makes her pause. She knows all too well this journey will lead her nowhere, after all she is Exalted. A Revenant. One touched by death, an ill-omen for her people.
Though, in her doubts, her claws make the tiniest of noises atop this dune. So close to the end, and her trial of silence is ended as this noise angers the sands and she's sent the rest of the way down in a slide. A single startled yelp escapes her, the sands swallow her staff.
Who carries a weapon they don't know how to use? Or is this just a fashion piece?
Alaxia: In my defenSE-
Eden: At least MY weapon is something unusual and different. You have like. a GUN. That's just.... boring! Plain! Simple!
Alaxia: IT CAN BE HARD TO USE A GUN OKAY
Eden: YOU HOLD IT UPSIDE DOWN HALF THE TIME
Alaxia: ITS WHAT FEELS COMFORTABLE OKAY, WEAPONS SHOULD BE COMFORTABLE.
Eden: I'm pretty sure the point of a weapon is to HURT someone but whatevveerrrrrrrrr~
Alaxia: Shut up
Eden stretches a bit
Eden: ANYWAYSSSSSS~ I just learned how to summon my weapon a few weeks ago. So I'm allowed to be a TINY bit bad at it~ But I could give you a example if you-
Alaxia: We are in PUBLIC.
Eden: Boo. >:p Booooo! No fun!
Alaxia: Dad will KILL you..
Clearly that cutie mark of yours has nothing to do with business acumen. The cost of commuting, the cost of your shop, how many more additional costs did you take on just to open here? And that's not even accounting for trying to appeal to the tastes of the uptight ponies who thrive in Canterlot...
Shake it off, Strawberry Pop. Haters gonna hate hate hate hate hate.
Sure, the little ponies here will be your friends. But just promising they care doesn't do anything about the new Mare, does it? And even while professing their friendship, they never really addressed you concerns or doubts, did they? What was her name? Velvet Mist? You can't put a hoof on why, but you have this feeling of distrust... It's only natural, distrust is there to protect us. Maybe we can track down why. What made you first feel this way about her?
I still might ask Supernova what he think's of Velvet, later, he will be honest with me. That might help my doubts-
To be surrounded by so many other entities and still feel alone... How pitiable. But... understandable. None of these other entities could possibly understand how you feel. They aren't endlings, they aren't you. They don't have to face the looming reality themselves, all of those vicious and terrible experiences, only watch it all arbitrarily. Like watching a show on a screen. But I'm sure they're convinced they can 'fix' you. Make it all better, by just saying 'it was meant to be.' Diminish how you feel, as if such simple words suddenly heal the wound. How callous.
As old as homeostasis... And yet life goes on. Is that why you say you are rejected? That's a long time to suffer rejection. To be so stagnant...
And so many words in so short of a span... The usage of 'We'... How many voices are we hearing in there? How many of 'us' do you contain, Requiem?
"According to Requiem, when the Digital World emerged from the Quantum Sea, two Ideas fought to determine which would govern the laws of nature. These Ideas were Evolution and Atrophy. The Digital World chose Evolution, and to meet that need, Homeostasis appeared. Likewise, here on the other side of the Wall of Fire, Requiem formed.
"We actually called him 'Atrophy' until he told me his name. I think I like Requiem a lot better.
"Um, that's to say, Requiem sees himself as a purposed digital lifeform. That he doesn't change is, I think, kind of the point, yeah? I'm getting that right?"
"This is correct."
[status = unknown (Skyler)]
[Distortion detected! Further investigation pending...]
Abilene @ Ray: Hey hey, these pastries smell really tasty! Can you tell me what's the fan favorite here? I want to try the Matcha Tea Cake!
Point proven! The fluff to this pastry with the fruit on top takes the “guilty” out of “guilty pleasure.” Even when you eat an entire roll cake, it’s so light that you can’t help but want more!
|| Pinned Post | Ishikawa Bakery Intro ||Answer also to @iamyourdoubt
"You aren't special, you are nothing and nobody. Remember you will be forgotten, like so many people on this earth." Was that experience talking, Alpha, or did you just think it sounded threatening, all that time so distant ago now? Or perhaps nihilism? I guess if you wanted to be nihilistic about it, than no one will be remembered, not even you, when entropy has its way. So we might as well have our moments now.
I believe you also said "The future is never in stone but the past has been carved in pain and suffering." Is that more experience? Sounds like you had such a time becoming what you are now, Alpha... Such a long road and almost to the end... Which end? The future still isn't carved into that stone. Who has the chisel?
Us things. We things. You things. Curious little things aren't we, Alpha? In that we're curious. We show up at curious times, ask curious little questions. Isn't that funny? You were so hungry before. Which is driving you again? Fear or hunger? I think you once said, way back, to turn fear against others. Did you have that fear once? Did you turn it on others?
"One day you will kill everyone around you. One day it'll be all your fault" Was that you? Was it your fault? Or is that our fault? Which is it, Alpha?
Perhaps your failure, Wrath, is approach. What's the point in destroying everything? It leaves nothing left to extract. Nothing to gain. Wasteful. Pointless. What do you do with nothing?
[Doubt has been installed on Wrath.apocaly.mon.]
[Doubt.part has been expelled from the system.]
[status=askable (Requiem, Skyler), (Tulty, Archive)]
[Error! Connection lost to Wrath.apocaly.mon!]
[status=unknown (Wrath)]
[Retry?]
"But I merely am what I am. You can't shelter them forever, you know. That or you'll leave them unprepared for fear, anxiety, and Doubt. You shelter them for now..."
"...I'll take my leave. For now, you'll have your way. But I am always inevitable"
Thank you to everyone who loaned me your wonderful characters. ;v;~ I can't tag everyone because of Tumblr's limits, sadly, but I hope all those who contributed see it!