Cruel to be kind, and saintly inside.

FORSAKEN Roleplay/askblog blog

[icecoldhacking]

intro

don't be weird. i'm blocking freely. no dni

i can choose to answer asks or not. don't be a dick or whatever if i don't respond to it.

m!as are cool, just don't overplay them

strict on no nsfw. no politics, either. as said before: i block freely. any mention of the topics and you're gone

ran by a fictive. bodily a minor. i go by he/it. i'd rather nothing feminine, thanks. Don't use they/them tor me.

if referring to mod/ooc, just refer to me as mod or mun.

ask to dm. don't vent to me. go speak to someone you trust.

you guess if i'm a survivor or killer.

how i act on blog ≠ insys. i don't bite.

ic text looks like this.

a lot of my ic posts may just be me ranting. it is what it is- I'm not doing this on main.

< actions look like this. >

taken anons: none

m!a: no m!a

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[pizza-party-support]

"I do."

-> He forced himself to finish off the generator, getting up and quickly putting some distance between himself and the man he didn't know.

-> He stared briefly before looking away, his whole body burning with nervousness. Was this a killer? Another survivor? He couldn't tell.

"I... I'm sorry for uh, intruding, s-sir."

[icecoldhacking]

You didn't intrude on anything. If anything, I probably interrupted your...puzzle.

< Sir? That felt unnecessary. He couldn't be older than the support by that much. >

Yyoouu, are Elliot. Correct me if I'm wrong. You're awfully recognizable.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He straightened his posture immediately at the other saying his name. Oh, oh he REALLY didn't like how the other knew his name, how he was apparently "recognizable" to someone he's never seen before. "Y-Yes, Elliot Builder." -> He stammered out without thinking. Shit, he shouldn't have given out his full name. He's just... Really scared right now. "And... Y-You are?"

[icecoldhacking]

< Though he wasn't necessarily keen on telling another his name, it wasn't like it'd kill him. >

Itrapped. Or Isaac, if that's easier to remember.

< Itrapped extended a hand, fingers blackened, freezing cold. A stark contrast to the humidity around them. >

[pizza-party-support]

-> Oh. -> Oh he's heard that name before. -> He smiled and grabbed at the other's hand, his own was much softer, filled with a certain warmth that couldn't really be shook. How sweet, wasn't it? He used his other hand to tip his visor a little. "I-It's nice to meet you, Itrapped!"

[icecoldhacking]

< He pulled his hand back after a moment, wiping it quickly on his vest before tucking it back into its pocket. >

Pleasure to formally meet you too, Elliot.

Circling back to our earlier topic- how come nobody else is around? I didn't see anyone nearby. You couldn't have been that invested in your puzzle.

[pizza-party-support]

-> At that he stiffened a little. He knew of Itrapped from what Chance had told him, part of him was hesitant to explain that he'd sometimes come out here by himself to get away from everything. "I uh... S-Sometimes do get really focused on stuff!" -> He clasped his hands together, pushing down a shiver down from the lingering coldness left on his palm. "I... I thought uh- Chance was hanging around here..."

[icecoldhacking]

I can tell you do.

< He recoiled at Chance's name, as though foul. >

Can't say i him. If i do, i'll be on my way.

[pizza-party-support]

"Oh- I uh..." -> He tensed up at the idea of the other leaving, glancing around slightly before looking down at his feet. He didn't really wanna be alone right now. "I- Um... I could take you back to my base? You... Seem like you're a survivor like me! Just... You'd have to avoid Chance." -> Oh. Oh Elliot had no idea what Itrapped was, did he?

[icecoldhacking]

< It wasn't too excited about the idea of being near Chance, but the aspect of seeing the cabin seemed entertaining. >

Yeah, sure, I'll go. I'm not doing anything, anyways. The others that were with me were getting annoying.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He smiles, a certain warmth just seems to radiate off this man. Kind, sweet, something you can't really find anywhere else!

"There's other survivors at the base too... S-So if you need any help there's a whole team at your side!"

-> He perks up immediately, moving past the frostbitten exploiter and gesturing for the other to follow him.

[icecoldhacking]

I appreciate it, but I already have a team, more or less.

< He trailed beside him, stealing a glance every now and then. Elliot couldn't be genuine– nobody was this trusting, especially to a stranger? It couldn't help but find itself interested. >

I don't believe I've been to the "main" cabin yet, though.

[pizza-party-support]

"It's more like an abandoned mansion, really..."

-> He guided the other along the side of the poisonous river, keeping his distance as to not get too close, he didn't feel like being poisoned today!

"We uh... Managed to clean it up some, get rooms good enough for sleeping in... You uh, may have to share a room with someone if you decide to stay!"

"I think I'm one of the only two without a roommate... It's me and uh, Two Time? I think?"

[icecoldhacking]

Oh? Ours is more like a really small camp. None of the others stay for very long before leaving. I don't blame them- I wouldn't want to stay either.

< It carefully avoided the river. >

I don't plan on staying, I don't need a team.

< He added flatly. Better to make that clear sooner than later. >

..None of us have roommates. They stop to sleep, or sit for a moment, before leaving again.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[pizza-party-support]

"I do."

-> He forced himself to finish off the generator, getting up and quickly putting some distance between himself and the man he didn't know.

-> He stared briefly before looking away, his whole body burning with nervousness. Was this a killer? Another survivor? He couldn't tell.

"I... I'm sorry for uh, intruding, s-sir."

[icecoldhacking]

You didn't intrude on anything. If anything, I probably interrupted your...puzzle.

< Sir? That felt unnecessary. He couldn't be older than the support by that much. >

Yyoouu, are Elliot. Correct me if I'm wrong. You're awfully recognizable.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He straightened his posture immediately at the other saying his name. Oh, oh he REALLY didn't like how the other knew his name, how he was apparently "recognizable" to someone he's never seen before. "Y-Yes, Elliot Builder." -> He stammered out without thinking. Shit, he shouldn't have given out his full name. He's just... Really scared right now. "And... Y-You are?"

[icecoldhacking]

< Though he wasn't necessarily keen on telling another his name, it wasn't like it'd kill him. >

Itrapped. Or Isaac, if that's easier to remember.

< Itrapped extended a hand, fingers blackened, freezing cold. A stark contrast to the humidity around them. >

[pizza-party-support]

-> Oh. -> Oh he's heard that name before. -> He smiled and grabbed at the other's hand, his own was much softer, filled with a certain warmth that couldn't really be shook. How sweet, wasn't it? He used his other hand to tip his visor a little. "I-It's nice to meet you, Itrapped!"

[icecoldhacking]

< He pulled his hand back after a moment, wiping it quickly on his vest before tucking it back into its pocket. >

Pleasure to formally meet you too, Elliot.

Circling back to our earlier topic- how come nobody else is around? I didn't see anyone nearby. You couldn't have been that invested in your puzzle.

[pizza-party-support]

-> At that he stiffened a little. He knew of Itrapped from what Chance had told him, part of him was hesitant to explain that he'd sometimes come out here by himself to get away from everything. "I uh... S-Sometimes do get really focused on stuff!" -> He clasped his hands together, pushing down a shiver down from the lingering coldness left on his palm. "I... I thought uh- Chance was hanging around here..."

[icecoldhacking]

I can tell you do.

< He recoiled at Chance's name, as though foul. >

Can't say i him. If i do, i'll be on my way.

[pizza-party-support]

"Oh- I uh..." -> He tensed up at the idea of the other leaving, glancing around slightly before looking down at his feet. He didn't really wanna be alone right now. "I- Um... I could take you back to my base? You... Seem like you're a survivor like me! Just... You'd have to avoid Chance." -> Oh. Oh Elliot had no idea what Itrapped was, did he?

[icecoldhacking]

< It wasn't too excited about the idea of being near Chance, but the aspect of seeing the cabin seemed entertaining. >

Yeah, sure, I'll go. I'm not doing anything, anyways. The others that were with me were getting annoying.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He smiles, a certain warmth just seems to radiate off this man. Kind, sweet, something you can't really find anywhere else!

"There's other survivors at the base too... S-So if you need any help there's a whole team at your side!"

-> He perks up immediately, moving past the frostbitten exploiter and gesturing for the other to follow him.

[icecoldhacking]

I appreciate it, but I already have a team, more or less.

< He trailed beside him, stealing a glance every now and then. Elliot couldn't be genuine– nobody was this trusting, especially to a stranger? It couldn't help but find itself interested. >

I don't believe I've been to the "main" cabin yet, though.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[pizza-party-support]

"I do."

-> He forced himself to finish off the generator, getting up and quickly putting some distance between himself and the man he didn't know.

-> He stared briefly before looking away, his whole body burning with nervousness. Was this a killer? Another survivor? He couldn't tell.

"I... I'm sorry for uh, intruding, s-sir."

[icecoldhacking]

You didn't intrude on anything. If anything, I probably interrupted your...puzzle.

< Sir? That felt unnecessary. He couldn't be older than the support by that much. >

Yyoouu, are Elliot. Correct me if I'm wrong. You're awfully recognizable.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He straightened his posture immediately at the other saying his name. Oh, oh he REALLY didn't like how the other knew his name, how he was apparently "recognizable" to someone he's never seen before. "Y-Yes, Elliot Builder." -> He stammered out without thinking. Shit, he shouldn't have given out his full name. He's just... Really scared right now. "And... Y-You are?"

[icecoldhacking]

< Though he wasn't necessarily keen on telling another his name, it wasn't like it'd kill him. >

Itrapped. Or Isaac, if that's easier to remember.

< Itrapped extended a hand, fingers blackened, freezing cold. A stark contrast to the humidity around them. >

[pizza-party-support]

-> Oh. -> Oh he's heard that name before. -> He smiled and grabbed at the other's hand, his own was much softer, filled with a certain warmth that couldn't really be shook. How sweet, wasn't it? He used his other hand to tip his visor a little. "I-It's nice to meet you, Itrapped!"

[icecoldhacking]

< He pulled his hand back after a moment, wiping it quickly on his vest before tucking it back into its pocket. >

Pleasure to formally meet you too, Elliot.

Circling back to our earlier topic- how come nobody else is around? I didn't see anyone nearby. You couldn't have been that invested in your puzzle.

[pizza-party-support]

-> At that he stiffened a little. He knew of Itrapped from what Chance had told him, part of him was hesitant to explain that he'd sometimes come out here by himself to get away from everything. "I uh... S-Sometimes do get really focused on stuff!" -> He clasped his hands together, pushing down a shiver down from the lingering coldness left on his palm. "I... I thought uh- Chance was hanging around here..."

[icecoldhacking]

I can tell you do.

< He recoiled at Chance's name, as though foul. >

Can't say i him. If i do, i'll be on my way.

[pizza-party-support]

"Oh- I uh..." -> He tensed up at the idea of the other leaving, glancing around slightly before looking down at his feet. He didn't really wanna be alone right now. "I- Um... I could take you back to my base? You... Seem like you're a survivor like me! Just... You'd have to avoid Chance." -> Oh. Oh Elliot had no idea what Itrapped was, did he?

[icecoldhacking]

< It wasn't too excited about the idea of being near Chance, but the aspect of seeing the cabin seemed entertaining. >

Yeah, sure, I'll go. I'm not doing anything, anyways. The others that were with me were getting annoying.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[pizza-party-support]

"I do."

-> He forced himself to finish off the generator, getting up and quickly putting some distance between himself and the man he didn't know.

-> He stared briefly before looking away, his whole body burning with nervousness. Was this a killer? Another survivor? He couldn't tell.

"I... I'm sorry for uh, intruding, s-sir."

[icecoldhacking]

You didn't intrude on anything. If anything, I probably interrupted your...puzzle.

< Sir? That felt unnecessary. He couldn't be older than the support by that much. >

Yyoouu, are Elliot. Correct me if I'm wrong. You're awfully recognizable.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He straightened his posture immediately at the other saying his name. Oh, oh he REALLY didn't like how the other knew his name, how he was apparently "recognizable" to someone he's never seen before. "Y-Yes, Elliot Builder." -> He stammered out without thinking. Shit, he shouldn't have given out his full name. He's just... Really scared right now. "And... Y-You are?"

[icecoldhacking]

< Though he wasn't necessarily keen on telling another his name, it wasn't like it'd kill him. >

Itrapped. Or Isaac, if that's easier to remember.

< Itrapped extended a hand, fingers blackened, freezing cold. A stark contrast to the humidity around them. >

[pizza-party-support]

-> Oh. -> Oh he's heard that name before. -> He smiled and grabbed at the other's hand, his own was much softer, filled with a certain warmth that couldn't really be shook. How sweet, wasn't it? He used his other hand to tip his visor a little. "I-It's nice to meet you, Itrapped!"

[icecoldhacking]

< He pulled his hand back after a moment, wiping it quickly on his vest before tucking it back into its pocket. >

Pleasure to formally meet you too, Elliot.

Circling back to our earlier topic- how come nobody else is around? I didn't see anyone nearby. You couldn't have been that invested in your puzzle.

[pizza-party-support]

-> At that he stiffened a little. He knew of Itrapped from what Chance had told him, part of him was hesitant to explain that he'd sometimes come out here by himself to get away from everything. "I uh... S-Sometimes do get really focused on stuff!" -> He clasped his hands together, pushing down a shiver down from the lingering coldness left on his palm. "I... I thought uh- Chance was hanging around here..."

[icecoldhacking]

I can tell you do.

< He recoiled at Chance's name, as though foul. >

Can't say i him. If i do, i'll be on my way.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[pizza-party-support]

"I do."

-> He forced himself to finish off the generator, getting up and quickly putting some distance between himself and the man he didn't know.

-> He stared briefly before looking away, his whole body burning with nervousness. Was this a killer? Another survivor? He couldn't tell.

"I... I'm sorry for uh, intruding, s-sir."

[icecoldhacking]

You didn't intrude on anything. If anything, I probably interrupted your...puzzle.

< Sir? That felt unnecessary. He couldn't be older than the support by that much. >

Yyoouu, are Elliot. Correct me if I'm wrong. You're awfully recognizable.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He straightened his posture immediately at the other saying his name. Oh, oh he REALLY didn't like how the other knew his name, how he was apparently "recognizable" to someone he's never seen before. "Y-Yes, Elliot Builder." -> He stammered out without thinking. Shit, he shouldn't have given out his full name. He's just... Really scared right now. "And... Y-You are?"

[icecoldhacking]

< Though he wasn't necessarily keen on telling another his name, it wasn't like it'd kill him. >

Itrapped. Or Isaac, if that's easier to remember.

< Itrapped extended a hand, fingers blackened, freezing cold. A stark contrast to the humidity around them. >

[pizza-party-support]

-> Oh. -> Oh he's heard that name before. -> He smiled and grabbed at the other's hand, his own was much softer, filled with a certain warmth that couldn't really be shook. How sweet, wasn't it? He used his other hand to tip his visor a little. "I-It's nice to meet you, Itrapped!"

[icecoldhacking]

< He pulled his hand back after a moment, wiping it quickly on his vest before tucking it back into its pocket. >

Pleasure to formally meet you too, Elliot.

Circling back to our earlier topic- how come nobody else is around? I didn't see anyone nearby. You couldn't have been that invested in your puzzle.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[pizza-party-support]

"I do."

-> He forced himself to finish off the generator, getting up and quickly putting some distance between himself and the man he didn't know.

-> He stared briefly before looking away, his whole body burning with nervousness. Was this a killer? Another survivor? He couldn't tell.

"I... I'm sorry for uh, intruding, s-sir."

[icecoldhacking]

You didn't intrude on anything. If anything, I probably interrupted your...puzzle.

< Sir? That felt unnecessary. He couldn't be older than the support by that much. >

Yyoouu, are Elliot. Correct me if I'm wrong. You're awfully recognizable.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He straightened his posture immediately at the other saying his name. Oh, oh he REALLY didn't like how the other knew his name, how he was apparently "recognizable" to someone he's never seen before. "Y-Yes, Elliot Builder." -> He stammered out without thinking. Shit, he shouldn't have given out his full name. He's just... Really scared right now. "And... Y-You are?"

[icecoldhacking]

< Though he wasn't necessarily keen on telling another his name, it wasn't like it'd kill him. >

Itrapped. Or Isaac, if that's easier to remember.

< Itrapped extended a hand, fingers blackened, freezing cold. A stark contrast to the humidity around them. >

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[pizza-party-support]

"I do."

-> He forced himself to finish off the generator, getting up and quickly putting some distance between himself and the man he didn't know.

-> He stared briefly before looking away, his whole body burning with nervousness. Was this a killer? Another survivor? He couldn't tell.

"I... I'm sorry for uh, intruding, s-sir."

[icecoldhacking]

You didn't intrude on anything. If anything, I probably interrupted your...puzzle.

< Sir? That felt unnecessary. He couldn't be older than the support by that much. >

Yyoouu, are Elliot. Correct me if I'm wrong. You're awfully recognizable.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[pizza-party-support]

"It- It powers stuff-"

-> He shouldn't be saying this, but part of him felt like he needed to justify why he was sitting out here right now.

-> Alone. Painfully alone. With someone he doesn't have the foggiest clue about.

[icecoldhacking]

< It squinted. >

It doesn't seem connected to anything.

Shouldn't you have a team? A group? Whatever it's called. A pod, for admin's sake. I can't imagine a healer on their own, with nobody to heal.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

-> He froze, his hands gripping down on two wires he was about to connect. He didn't recognize this voice, a cold feeling washing over his back.

-> He swallowed dryly, brain working hard to think of what to say.

"W-We have to do them."

[icecoldhacking]

That's boring. It's just connecting colours, right? It seems pointless.

< He straightened himself out, hands tucking in its pockets. >

Seems like a waste of time, over anything else.

[icecoldhacking]

-> Another night, another headache. The support was dropped down onto one knee, back hunched slightly as he worked away on a generator. He wasn't... Super paying attention to his surroundings...

- @pizza-party-support [I hope you know I mentally went "oh!" when you appeared in my notifications]

< Itrapped eyed the support from a safe distance. He'd be a boring, useless kill. Barely any fight, considering his history with the other killers.

Slowly stalking over, it leaned down just enough to stare at the generator over Elliot's shoulder. >

Is it interesting. Generators don't seem all that to me, personally.

[pizza-party-support]

God I really wanna rp Frozenpizza...

Itrappeds blogs PLEASE interact...

[kittybyte]

me and my girl don't argue she stab me with a sword and i walk it off like a man

[icecoldhacking]

chance dni

[thiccsys]

hey guys

[just-a-joey]

I love your artstyle so much it's so pretty, makes my gay little heart weep when I see itrapped

My gay little heart weeps whenever I see him too…

And thank you so much ^^ I practice pretty artstyle by drawing him

[lavenderleporidae]

doodle