Your name is EQUIUS ZAHHAK and after ten years of being locked up in a maximum security asylum, you are FREE AT LAST. You don't like to talk about what got you locked up in the first place. Your interests include ROBOTICS, ARCHERY, and HORSES. Granted, while you were LOCKED UP, you could not practice or indulge very far in these interests but you were allowed reading material on the subjects. Now that you are FREE AT LAST, what do you plan on doing now? Pesterchum: insanelySaggitarius ((This is an independant RP blog for Humanstuck Equius. TW: Mental Illness.))
Equius nodded, his body shivering. He wanted to pull away from the touch but he wasn’t going to show any weakness. He was not weak. He was STRONG and he was going to show Kurloz just how strong he was. He stared defiantly at Kurloz, not making eye contact.
Equius shivered harshly but he still held his ground. He was not going to let this thing win. Not again. "Ich bin in der Steuerung." He said, his voice unwavering as well. He was not going to give up.
It was times like this at Equius hated his life. Still holding up his facade, he walked over to Kurloz and stared at the point between his throat and his chin. When Equius was younger, he could barely go up to the troll’s stomach. Now he was almost as tall as he was....
Equius nodded, his body shivering. He wanted to pull away from the touch but he wasn't going to show any weakness. He was not weak. He was STRONG and he was going to show Kurloz just how strong he was. He stared defiantly at Kurloz, not making eye contact.
Okay. Equius frowned as he stepped out of his hiding place in his closet. He straightened his back and walked toward Kurloz, trying not to show how afraid he was. “Hello, Kurloz.”
It was times like this at Equius hated his life. Still holding up his facade, he walked over to Kurloz and stared at the point between his throat and his chin. When Equius was younger, he could barely go up to the troll's stomach. Now he was almost as tall as he was. The human set his jaw tightly, clutching his gloved hands into fists.
Yeah, because that is going to do a fuck ton of good. He is being hunted by the dead. It didn’t matter were he went, Kurloz would find him, Equius was sure of that.
Okay. Equius frowned as he stepped out of his hiding place in his closet. He straightened his back and walked toward Kurloz, trying not to show how afraid he was. "Hello, Kurloz."
Yeah, because that is going to do a fuck ton of good. He is being hunted by the dead. It didn't matter were he went, Kurloz would find him, Equius was sure of that.