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A brilliant flash sparked in the sky above the Colonel, dropping... some sort of humanoid from it? An undignified shriek burst from them as they fell, the sound halting to a squawk when they thudded onto the ground.
"hhnfdmgkgh.... ohwwwwww..."
- @bazz-iply
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" The Colonel shouted, quickly backing away from whatever fell from the sky. He took a moment calm himself before he eventually stood up. "Hello? Clearly you're not alright so I won't bother asking." He chuckled softly, trying to make the mood a bit light hearted. He simply gave a soft smile as he looked down at the humanoid, eventually offering his hand. "Come on, you just got here and staying on the ground is just asking for some animal to make you their dinner."
"thank you....."
The creature took his hand and got up, clearly a little disorientated. Now that they were off the floor, the Colonel could see they had a pair of antennae on their head and mandibles sticking out from their face. "erhmmm, oh gosh, i came here to do something. What did i come here to do???"
Suddenly, their head whipped up as they took in their surroundings.
"what. wait, I- where am I."
"Well, I don't have direct answers for where you are besides the fact you're in the wild. This place is kinda like a savannah but I believe it loops." He spoke up as his hands found themselves behind his back.
"I have walked in every direction and it all leads back to this dumb rock." The Colonel huffed before kicking the said rock.
"this place loops?"
They looked around, the realization slowly dawning on them that the terrain really did lead to nowhere. Their eyes zeroed in on the rock. Suddenly, they pounced on all fours began to gnaw on it with their mandibles.
"Yup. Weirddddd rock," they nodded as they stood back up. "Whadda you even do around here??"
"I..." He stands there for a moment just staring. "You know what I'm not going to ask..."
"Well I originally came to just escape the madness that was my home, and now, I'm trying to figure out what the hell is happening. Now, what are you doing here?"
"yeah, about that, I'm sure I came here to do something but uh. nah, I've forgotten. I'm sure it'll come to me in a bit." They shook their head rapidly and stared back at the Colonel.
"Nice vacation so far? or just. more madness?"
"Eh, it could be better but it will do for now." He shrugged before he began walking off. "It would be nicer if I remembered to pack more supplies such as food but at least I can get more. So how would you feel about hunting?" He asked, soon spinning his revolver around his finger, the hammer was already pulled back.
"whAUGH OH THATS A GUN" They jumped, scrambling to find their balance as the weapon was twirled.
"Ah- yeah. well, about hunting, hm..."
They cleared their throat not awkwardly at all. Nope.
"What really uh- is there to. hunt here?"
"We'll see. I'm thinking a snake. A very specific snake..." His tone grew lower with each word until his voice jumped back up to normal. "Well? Shall we?"
He asked with a smile soon reaching back for another gun, a more modern gun than his preferred revolver. He simply held it out. "You don't have to if you don't want to. I don't mind rescheduling this hunt."
A soft buzzing filled the room. Monitors covered one of the walls, each showing different shots of the wild. One showed the Colonel walking, going from one screen to another.
A man scoffed before straightening in his seat. "I never thought I would miss his insane self more than this..." He grumbled, his hands soon balled into fists. "Off to ruin another one of my projects, huh William? I won't let you this time," He stood up quickly, his chair collapsed behind him due to the force. "Oh no no no. I won't let you. Not when I finally have exactly want I want. Stay lost. Lost in those precious memories."
"You're lucky Celine cares about you. She set all this up for you. A shame she'll never get to use it. Who knew she was so weak?"
"Well well well, look who it is."
- @actormark-aka-thebestsnactor 🐍
"You..." The Colonel's voice trembled as sweat began to form on his brow.
"What do you want!?" He shouted as one of his hands frantically went to his revolver. He was practically holding onto it like a lifeline. "Why grace me with your oh so great presence?" His gaze sharpened as he tried to get a hold of himself. He couldn't show his weakness. Not now. Not in front of him. "Calm down...you can do this. You won't let him ruin anything else." William mumbled under his breath.
"Probably drinking himself to the death, poor guy."
"But um, send me letters or something? I don't know."
"Either that or letting his lungs turn black..." He sighed, scratching the back of his neck. "If I'll send if I even can. We'll see."
"Well well well, look who it is."
- @actormark-aka-thebestsnactor 🐍
"You..." The Colonel's voice trembled as sweat began to form on his brow.
"What do you want!?" He shouted as one of his hands frantically went to his revolver. He was practically holding onto it like a lifeline. "Why grace me with your oh so great presence?" His gaze sharpened as he tried to get a hold of himself. He couldn't show his weakness. Not now. Not in front of him. "Calm down...you can do this. You won't let him ruin anything else." William mumbled under his breath.
"I've come to make sure you haven't DIED out here!" He put emphasis on the word 'died'...
"The world can be a scary place after all. Creatures lurking in the dark, strangers appearing friendly but in reality they could be a serial killer- You know how it is, hm?" He kicked a rock, a little bug scrittering from underneath. He squashed it with his boot.
"What are you getting at, Mark?" He began lowering his gun slightly, his grip didn't faulter. The Colonel flinched back as he heard the crunch of the bug's exoskeleton getting crushed. He couldn't help but feel pity for the small thing.
"Can a man not come to the.... Wherever you are and not protect a dear friend?" He smiled, picking up a random bug and eating it. "Substance!" He hummed. "Mm. Have you seen any snakes?"
"I sure felt a lot safer when you weren't here." He grumbled before crossing his arms. "The only snake I've seen here is you,"
"Oh how funny. I am genuinely curious about the snakes, William." He smiled. "I love those creatures, such sweet little babies they are!"
"Well at least have that one thing in common." He finally put his gun back in its holster. His hands ran through his hair before sitting down on a fallen log. "Although, I wouldn't be surprise if a snake lead to your demise."
He sat down too, his own snake tail peeking out from his tailcoat. "Eugh, it's dirty."
He looked around. Where in the world...?
Eh whatever... That's not important.
"How are you holding up, old friend?"
"Just as dirty as you," He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh. He will never hesitate to throw a small jab Mark's way. He eventually quieted down, soon leaning forward, his elbows against his knees and head on his palms. "If I'm being honest, no matter how much I rather not see you right now..." William sighed, leaning back, letting his shoulders fall. "Its nice to have your company. Its nice to have things be like the past. Not have you wanting me dead for being with Celine."
"Im still mad at you for that you know." He huffed, resting his hands on his cheeks and his elbows on his knees. "But, atleast, where I come from, I'm happily remarried. After many centuries of being divorced."
"But... Yeah. I missed it too."
"Not my fault you weren't the best husband." He grumbled, looking away from Mark. "Wait...centuries?" He quickly looked back. "What do you mean centuries?! You got divorced a few months ago! I know I haven't been here for that long!" He eventually grew quiet, he grabbed the sides of his head, his fingers tangled themselves in his hair. "Mark...are you...are you from this universe? This timeline?" His words were growing frantic. "Why the fuck are you a snake?!" He quickly stood up, backing away from Mark.
He smiled. "This universe, another universe, who cares?"
He held the stupid tail. "This old thing? Ehhhh, it's not exactly my choice what I get cursed with after.... Events."
He stood up himself. "Now now William, you mustn't be afraid of an old friend. After all, I wouldn't hurt you... Would I?"
"Considering how you acted when I took Celine away from you...or I guess my version...Ya! I would say you would hurt me!" He threw his hands up.
"And! And! If I didn't think you were gonna hurt me, I wouldn't have pulled my gun on you when you first arrives!"
"Let's not be hostile. Celine is... Irrelevant."
"Well I'm sorry that I have no good reason to trust you at all!"
He snarled. "Oh? And what have I done?!"
"Maybe its because you ruined the whole friend group! All over what!? A little jealousy? Just because you have a big name doesn't mean you can just get what you want!"
A vine shot up from the ground, striking the colonel. "You were the one who stole her in the first place!"
The Colonel winced, his arms shot up protect his face. "I wasn't the one fucking hurting her!" He reached for his revolver, the hammer clicking as he pointed it up at Mark. "I truly cared for her unlike the selfish prick right in front of me!"
"I gave her everything!" He slowly transformed... Two vines wrapping around his waist, becoming new legs lifting him off the ground. Another two vines were used as an extra set of arms. "I gave her my money, my house, my service-" he slammed another vine down. "AND SHE THREW IT ALL AWAY!"
"Holy shit..!" He cried as he quickly moved out of the way. He opened the revolver's chamber. He fumbled with the bullets in his pocket, quickly filling the chamber before closing it. He quickly aimed at one of the vines and pulled the trigger. He tightened on the revolver as he dealt with the recoil. "Just because you gave her so much doesn't change the fact that you still hurt her!"
The bullet shot his vine, causing him to stumble. "I didn't lay a finger on my wife! I was the perfect husband!"
"If you were oh so perfect, then she wouldn't have ran to me!" He cried, taking aim once more at another vine before shooting again.
"You twisted her mind, Will!" Another bullet shot through, but it didn't stop him yet. "You just couldn't let me have a good thing, could you?! You rat! Picking up my seconds-"
"Another step and I'm shooting you in the fucking head." The hammer clicked as he pointed the gun up. "I will not let you continue this madness! You have hurt a sweet and innocent woman who deserved the world and instead you gave her suffering! You gave her a bumbling alcohol driven mess! Take responsibility for your actions, Mark!"
He laughed, one of the vines holding William in front of his face. "Do it then. FUCKING SHOOT ME ALREADY! You-"
"No...No I won't" He lowered his gun, he couldn't kill Mark no matter how much he hated the man. "I won't snoop down on your level."
He punched William. "Why NOT? I know deep down you want to do it! You WANT TO! DEEP DOWN YOU WANT TO PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN!"
He grunted, his head forced to the side from the force. "Putting words in my mouth huh..? You never change." "I'm not going to do it." He said as the gun fell from his hands.
"Even if I KILL YOU?!" He wrapped his hands around William's throat.
"Then so be it. I'll die a man with honor." He only stared into Mark's eyes. His expression was just calm. Calmer than he has ever been in his life.
He laughed, loosening his grip. "Pfft-"
The Colonel coughed, his hand quickly covered his mouth. "Of course you'd find that funny...I definitely could have come up with something better, but you know, hard to think sometimes when you're choking."
He punched him one more time for good measure.
"Playful banter, my friend..." Uh huh. Sure.
"What...about that was playful? You threatened my life and you're still holding me by your weird vines." He retorted back, he was growing more and more tempted to punch Actor by the second.
"You know, playful fighting, like when we were kids...!" He smiled again.
"What the hell is going on with you?! Normally I'm the one switching up on you..."
The vines retracted immediately, Mark straightened his bowtie. "I don't know what you're talking about.'
The Colonel only grumbled in response, soon going to grab his once discarded revolver. "And I don't know why you think you can simply act like you weren't trying to kill me." "You can't blissfully ignore your own actions."
"I apologise old friend, you must understand that Celine is a sour subject..."
He sighed, talking a moment. It wouldn't do either of them any good to stay on the subject of Celine. "Can we...talk about that freaky vine thing you got going on..?"
"I cannot really explain it. It's cool though, right?"
"I can't say the same after everything. I felt like a mouse in a snake's coil in its grasp."
"I suppose that's the point." He smirked. "You're lucky I didn't hurt you more, you couldn't be stabbed with so many thorns..."
"Why didn't you? You have every reason to kill me. So why toy with me?"
"I don't think I should. After all, I'm from... The future I suppose. It would ruin every timeline if you died right now."
"And what would have possibly happened if I actually shot you when you were crazed?"
"I don't think it would matter."
"Does anything truly matter with you?"
"Depends on perspective. Do I matter to anyone else? Not at all. Does anything matter to me? Nope!"
"And I thought your snakes mattered to you?"
"Well aside from my babies, nothing matters."
"Mark, why are you here? With me out of all people?"
"Mayhaps I just missed your personality. Mayhaps I hate you."
"Or is it because Damien said something and you got upset over it?" He couldn't help but smile at the thought of it.
"Maybe. Maybe not. I won't tell~"
"Of course you're not." He snorted, crossing his arms. "Always so secretive, at least that's what makes you interesting to be around."
"Interesting, my friend?" He had his arms behind his back.
"Knowing how things are going to happen is a bit boring. Even though with you, I rather know what you're up to, but I must admit that bit of madness you bring is rather charming. No wonder why you became successful."
"Aw! Thanks pal..." He hugged William. "I became successful because of my good acting skills... And my handsome face."
"Y-" He paused, his arms were just hovering above Mark's back. He couldn't believe what was happening. Eventually, he let his arms curl around Mark. "You're welcome...Mark. I never thought you would do something like this."
"Don't get used to it, I still hate you."
"Of course you do you little scamp." He couldn't help but smile. He rather things stay this lighthearted anyways. "Well, I'll be heading off. I want to go test something."
"What on earth are you going to test out here, my friend?"
"Something's off about this place. So might as well do some detective work unlike our old friend, Abe. I wonder what he's up to..."
A brilliant flash sparked in the sky above the Colonel, dropping... some sort of humanoid from it? An undignified shriek burst from them as they fell, the sound halting to a squawk when they thudded onto the ground.
"hhnfdmgkgh.... ohwwwwww..."
- @bazz-iply
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" The Colonel shouted, quickly backing away from whatever fell from the sky. He took a moment calm himself before he eventually stood up. "Hello? Clearly you're not alright so I won't bother asking." He chuckled softly, trying to make the mood a bit light hearted. He simply gave a soft smile as he looked down at the humanoid, eventually offering his hand. "Come on, you just got here and staying on the ground is just asking for some animal to make you their dinner."
"thank you....."
The creature took his hand and got up, clearly a little disorientated. Now that they were off the floor, the Colonel could see they had a pair of antennae on their head and mandibles sticking out from their face. "erhmmm, oh gosh, i came here to do something. What did i come here to do???"
Suddenly, their head whipped up as they took in their surroundings.
"what. wait, I- where am I."
"Well, I don't have direct answers for where you are besides the fact you're in the wild. This place is kinda like a savannah but I believe it loops." He spoke up as his hands found themselves behind his back.
"I have walked in every direction and it all leads back to this dumb rock." The Colonel huffed before kicking the said rock.
"this place loops?"
They looked around, the realization slowly dawning on them that the terrain really did lead to nowhere. Their eyes zeroed in on the rock. Suddenly, they pounced on all fours began to gnaw on it with their mandibles.
"Yup. Weirddddd rock," they nodded as they stood back up. "Whadda you even do around here??"
"I..." He stands there for a moment just staring. "You know what I'm not going to ask..."
"Well I originally came to just escape the madness that was my home, and now, I'm trying to figure out what the hell is happening. Now, what are you doing here?"
"yeah, about that, I'm sure I came here to do something but uh. nah, I've forgotten. I'm sure it'll come to me in a bit." They shook their head rapidly and stared back at the Colonel.
"Nice vacation so far? or just. more madness?"
"Eh, it could be better but it will do for now." He shrugged before he began walking off. "It would be nicer if I remembered to pack more supplies such as food but at least I can get more. So how would you feel about hunting?" He asked, soon spinning his revolver around his finger, the hammer was already pulled back.
"Well well well, look who it is."
- @actormark-aka-thebestsnactor 🐍
"You..." The Colonel's voice trembled as sweat began to form on his brow.
"What do you want!?" He shouted as one of his hands frantically went to his revolver. He was practically holding onto it like a lifeline. "Why grace me with your oh so great presence?" His gaze sharpened as he tried to get a hold of himself. He couldn't show his weakness. Not now. Not in front of him. "Calm down...you can do this. You won't let him ruin anything else." William mumbled under his breath.
"I've come to make sure you haven't DIED out here!" He put emphasis on the word 'died'...
"The world can be a scary place after all. Creatures lurking in the dark, strangers appearing friendly but in reality they could be a serial killer- You know how it is, hm?" He kicked a rock, a little bug scrittering from underneath. He squashed it with his boot.
"What are you getting at, Mark?" He began lowering his gun slightly, his grip didn't faulter. The Colonel flinched back as he heard the crunch of the bug's exoskeleton getting crushed. He couldn't help but feel pity for the small thing.
"Can a man not come to the.... Wherever you are and not protect a dear friend?" He smiled, picking up a random bug and eating it. "Substance!" He hummed. "Mm. Have you seen any snakes?"
"I sure felt a lot safer when you weren't here." He grumbled before crossing his arms. "The only snake I've seen here is you,"
"Oh how funny. I am genuinely curious about the snakes, William." He smiled. "I love those creatures, such sweet little babies they are!"
"Well at least have that one thing in common." He finally put his gun back in its holster. His hands ran through his hair before sitting down on a fallen log. "Although, I wouldn't be surprise if a snake lead to your demise."
He sat down too, his own snake tail peeking out from his tailcoat. "Eugh, it's dirty."
He looked around. Where in the world...?
Eh whatever... That's not important.
"How are you holding up, old friend?"
"Just as dirty as you," He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh. He will never hesitate to throw a small jab Mark's way. He eventually quieted down, soon leaning forward, his elbows against his knees and head on his palms. "If I'm being honest, no matter how much I rather not see you right now..." William sighed, leaning back, letting his shoulders fall. "Its nice to have your company. Its nice to have things be like the past. Not have you wanting me dead for being with Celine."
"Im still mad at you for that you know." He huffed, resting his hands on his cheeks and his elbows on his knees. "But, atleast, where I come from, I'm happily remarried. After many centuries of being divorced."
"But... Yeah. I missed it too."
"Not my fault you weren't the best husband." He grumbled, looking away from Mark. "Wait...centuries?" He quickly looked back. "What do you mean centuries?! You got divorced a few months ago! I know I haven't been here for that long!" He eventually grew quiet, he grabbed the sides of his head, his fingers tangled themselves in his hair. "Mark...are you...are you from this universe? This timeline?" His words were growing frantic. "Why the fuck are you a snake?!" He quickly stood up, backing away from Mark.
He smiled. "This universe, another universe, who cares?"
He held the stupid tail. "This old thing? Ehhhh, it's not exactly my choice what I get cursed with after.... Events."
He stood up himself. "Now now William, you mustn't be afraid of an old friend. After all, I wouldn't hurt you... Would I?"
"Considering how you acted when I took Celine away from you...or I guess my version...Ya! I would say you would hurt me!" He threw his hands up.
"And! And! If I didn't think you were gonna hurt me, I wouldn't have pulled my gun on you when you first arrives!"
"Let's not be hostile. Celine is... Irrelevant."
"Well I'm sorry that I have no good reason to trust you at all!"
He snarled. "Oh? And what have I done?!"
"Maybe its because you ruined the whole friend group! All over what!? A little jealousy? Just because you have a big name doesn't mean you can just get what you want!"
A vine shot up from the ground, striking the colonel. "You were the one who stole her in the first place!"
The Colonel winced, his arms shot up protect his face. "I wasn't the one fucking hurting her!" He reached for his revolver, the hammer clicking as he pointed it up at Mark. "I truly cared for her unlike the selfish prick right in front of me!"
"I gave her everything!" He slowly transformed... Two vines wrapping around his waist, becoming new legs lifting him off the ground. Another two vines were used as an extra set of arms. "I gave her my money, my house, my service-" he slammed another vine down. "AND SHE THREW IT ALL AWAY!"
"Holy shit..!" He cried as he quickly moved out of the way. He opened the revolver's chamber. He fumbled with the bullets in his pocket, quickly filling the chamber before closing it. He quickly aimed at one of the vines and pulled the trigger. He tightened on the revolver as he dealt with the recoil. "Just because you gave her so much doesn't change the fact that you still hurt her!"
The bullet shot his vine, causing him to stumble. "I didn't lay a finger on my wife! I was the perfect husband!"
"If you were oh so perfect, then she wouldn't have ran to me!" He cried, taking aim once more at another vine before shooting again.
"You twisted her mind, Will!" Another bullet shot through, but it didn't stop him yet. "You just couldn't let me have a good thing, could you?! You rat! Picking up my seconds-"
"Another step and I'm shooting you in the fucking head." The hammer clicked as he pointed the gun up. "I will not let you continue this madness! You have hurt a sweet and innocent woman who deserved the world and instead you gave her suffering! You gave her a bumbling alcohol driven mess! Take responsibility for your actions, Mark!"
He laughed, one of the vines holding William in front of his face. "Do it then. FUCKING SHOOT ME ALREADY! You-"
"No...No I won't" He lowered his gun, he couldn't kill Mark no matter how much he hated the man. "I won't snoop down on your level."
He punched William. "Why NOT? I know deep down you want to do it! You WANT TO! DEEP DOWN YOU WANT TO PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN!"
He grunted, his head forced to the side from the force. "Putting words in my mouth huh..? You never change." "I'm not going to do it." He said as the gun fell from his hands.
"Even if I KILL YOU?!" He wrapped his hands around William's throat.
"Then so be it. I'll die a man with honor." He only stared into Mark's eyes. His expression was just calm. Calmer than he has ever been in his life.
He laughed, loosening his grip. "Pfft-"
The Colonel coughed, his hand quickly covered his mouth. "Of course you'd find that funny...I definitely could have come up with something better, but you know, hard to think sometimes when you're choking."
He punched him one more time for good measure.
"Playful banter, my friend..." Uh huh. Sure.
"What...about that was playful? You threatened my life and you're still holding me by your weird vines." He retorted back, he was growing more and more tempted to punch Actor by the second.
"You know, playful fighting, like when we were kids...!" He smiled again.
"What the hell is going on with you?! Normally I'm the one switching up on you..."
The vines retracted immediately, Mark straightened his bowtie. "I don't know what you're talking about.'
The Colonel only grumbled in response, soon going to grab his once discarded revolver. "And I don't know why you think you can simply act like you weren't trying to kill me." "You can't blissfully ignore your own actions."
"I apologise old friend, you must understand that Celine is a sour subject..."
He sighed, talking a moment. It wouldn't do either of them any good to stay on the subject of Celine. "Can we...talk about that freaky vine thing you got going on..?"
"I cannot really explain it. It's cool though, right?"
"I can't say the same after everything. I felt like a mouse in a snake's coil in its grasp."
"I suppose that's the point." He smirked. "You're lucky I didn't hurt you more, you couldn't be stabbed with so many thorns..."
"Why didn't you? You have every reason to kill me. So why toy with me?"
"I don't think I should. After all, I'm from... The future I suppose. It would ruin every timeline if you died right now."
"And what would have possibly happened if I actually shot you when you were crazed?"
"I don't think it would matter."
"Does anything truly matter with you?"
"Depends on perspective. Do I matter to anyone else? Not at all. Does anything matter to me? Nope!"
"And I thought your snakes mattered to you?"
"Well aside from my babies, nothing matters."
"Mark, why are you here? With me out of all people?"
"Mayhaps I just missed your personality. Mayhaps I hate you."
"Or is it because Damien said something and you got upset over it?" He couldn't help but smile at the thought of it.
"Maybe. Maybe not. I won't tell~"
"Of course you're not." He snorted, crossing his arms. "Always so secretive, at least that's what makes you interesting to be around."
"Interesting, my friend?" He had his arms behind his back.
"Knowing how things are going to happen is a bit boring. Even though with you, I rather know what you're up to, but I must admit that bit of madness you bring is rather charming. No wonder why you became successful."
"Aw! Thanks pal..." He hugged William. "I became successful because of my good acting skills... And my handsome face."
"Y-" He paused, his arms were just hovering above Mark's back. He couldn't believe what was happening. Eventually, he let his arms curl around Mark. "You're welcome...Mark. I never thought you would do something like this."
"Don't get used to it, I still hate you."
"Of course you do you little scamp." He couldn't help but smile. He rather things stay this lighthearted anyways. "Well, I'll be heading off. I want to go test something."
Hi everyone! Mod here, I want to thank everyone for interacting with this lil blog! It gen makes me so happy to work on something like this. I'm not ending the blog! I am simply taking a good chunk of this day off as I have been badly procrastinating on studying for my exams. I'll come back as soon as I can <3
"Well well well, look who it is."
- @actormark-aka-thebestsnactor 🐍
"You..." The Colonel's voice trembled as sweat began to form on his brow.
"What do you want!?" He shouted as one of his hands frantically went to his revolver. He was practically holding onto it like a lifeline. "Why grace me with your oh so great presence?" His gaze sharpened as he tried to get a hold of himself. He couldn't show his weakness. Not now. Not in front of him. "Calm down...you can do this. You won't let him ruin anything else." William mumbled under his breath.
"I've come to make sure you haven't DIED out here!" He put emphasis on the word 'died'...
"The world can be a scary place after all. Creatures lurking in the dark, strangers appearing friendly but in reality they could be a serial killer- You know how it is, hm?" He kicked a rock, a little bug scrittering from underneath. He squashed it with his boot.
"What are you getting at, Mark?" He began lowering his gun slightly, his grip didn't faulter. The Colonel flinched back as he heard the crunch of the bug's exoskeleton getting crushed. He couldn't help but feel pity for the small thing.
"Can a man not come to the.... Wherever you are and not protect a dear friend?" He smiled, picking up a random bug and eating it. "Substance!" He hummed. "Mm. Have you seen any snakes?"
"I sure felt a lot safer when you weren't here." He grumbled before crossing his arms. "The only snake I've seen here is you,"
"Oh how funny. I am genuinely curious about the snakes, William." He smiled. "I love those creatures, such sweet little babies they are!"
"Well at least have that one thing in common." He finally put his gun back in its holster. His hands ran through his hair before sitting down on a fallen log. "Although, I wouldn't be surprise if a snake lead to your demise."
He sat down too, his own snake tail peeking out from his tailcoat. "Eugh, it's dirty."
He looked around. Where in the world...?
Eh whatever... That's not important.
"How are you holding up, old friend?"
"Just as dirty as you," He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh. He will never hesitate to throw a small jab Mark's way. He eventually quieted down, soon leaning forward, his elbows against his knees and head on his palms. "If I'm being honest, no matter how much I rather not see you right now..." William sighed, leaning back, letting his shoulders fall. "Its nice to have your company. Its nice to have things be like the past. Not have you wanting me dead for being with Celine."
"Im still mad at you for that you know." He huffed, resting his hands on his cheeks and his elbows on his knees. "But, atleast, where I come from, I'm happily remarried. After many centuries of being divorced."
"But... Yeah. I missed it too."
"Not my fault you weren't the best husband." He grumbled, looking away from Mark. "Wait...centuries?" He quickly looked back. "What do you mean centuries?! You got divorced a few months ago! I know I haven't been here for that long!" He eventually grew quiet, he grabbed the sides of his head, his fingers tangled themselves in his hair. "Mark...are you...are you from this universe? This timeline?" His words were growing frantic. "Why the fuck are you a snake?!" He quickly stood up, backing away from Mark.
He smiled. "This universe, another universe, who cares?"
He held the stupid tail. "This old thing? Ehhhh, it's not exactly my choice what I get cursed with after.... Events."
He stood up himself. "Now now William, you mustn't be afraid of an old friend. After all, I wouldn't hurt you... Would I?"
"Considering how you acted when I took Celine away from you...or I guess my version...Ya! I would say you would hurt me!" He threw his hands up.
"And! And! If I didn't think you were gonna hurt me, I wouldn't have pulled my gun on you when you first arrives!"
"Let's not be hostile. Celine is... Irrelevant."
"Well I'm sorry that I have no good reason to trust you at all!"
He snarled. "Oh? And what have I done?!"
"Maybe its because you ruined the whole friend group! All over what!? A little jealousy? Just because you have a big name doesn't mean you can just get what you want!"
A vine shot up from the ground, striking the colonel. "You were the one who stole her in the first place!"
The Colonel winced, his arms shot up protect his face. "I wasn't the one fucking hurting her!" He reached for his revolver, the hammer clicking as he pointed it up at Mark. "I truly cared for her unlike the selfish prick right in front of me!"
"I gave her everything!" He slowly transformed... Two vines wrapping around his waist, becoming new legs lifting him off the ground. Another two vines were used as an extra set of arms. "I gave her my money, my house, my service-" he slammed another vine down. "AND SHE THREW IT ALL AWAY!"
"Holy shit..!" He cried as he quickly moved out of the way. He opened the revolver's chamber. He fumbled with the bullets in his pocket, quickly filling the chamber before closing it. He quickly aimed at one of the vines and pulled the trigger. He tightened on the revolver as he dealt with the recoil. "Just because you gave her so much doesn't change the fact that you still hurt her!"
The bullet shot his vine, causing him to stumble. "I didn't lay a finger on my wife! I was the perfect husband!"
"If you were oh so perfect, then she wouldn't have ran to me!" He cried, taking aim once more at another vine before shooting again.
"You twisted her mind, Will!" Another bullet shot through, but it didn't stop him yet. "You just couldn't let me have a good thing, could you?! You rat! Picking up my seconds-"
"Another step and I'm shooting you in the fucking head." The hammer clicked as he pointed the gun up. "I will not let you continue this madness! You have hurt a sweet and innocent woman who deserved the world and instead you gave her suffering! You gave her a bumbling alcohol driven mess! Take responsibility for your actions, Mark!"
He laughed, one of the vines holding William in front of his face. "Do it then. FUCKING SHOOT ME ALREADY! You-"
"No...No I won't" He lowered his gun, he couldn't kill Mark no matter how much he hated the man. "I won't snoop down on your level."
He punched William. "Why NOT? I know deep down you want to do it! You WANT TO! DEEP DOWN YOU WANT TO PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN!"
He grunted, his head forced to the side from the force. "Putting words in my mouth huh..? You never change." "I'm not going to do it." He said as the gun fell from his hands.
"Even if I KILL YOU?!" He wrapped his hands around William's throat.
"Then so be it. I'll die a man with honor." He only stared into Mark's eyes. His expression was just calm. Calmer than he has ever been in his life.
He laughed, loosening his grip. "Pfft-"
The Colonel coughed, his hand quickly covered his mouth. "Of course you'd find that funny...I definitely could have come up with something better, but you know, hard to think sometimes when you're choking."
He punched him one more time for good measure.
"Playful banter, my friend..." Uh huh. Sure.
"What...about that was playful? You threatened my life and you're still holding me by your weird vines." He retorted back, he was growing more and more tempted to punch Actor by the second.
"You know, playful fighting, like when we were kids...!" He smiled again.
"What the hell is going on with you?! Normally I'm the one switching up on you..."
The vines retracted immediately, Mark straightened his bowtie. "I don't know what you're talking about.'
The Colonel only grumbled in response, soon going to grab his once discarded revolver. "And I don't know why you think you can simply act like you weren't trying to kill me." "You can't blissfully ignore your own actions."
"I apologise old friend, you must understand that Celine is a sour subject..."
He sighed, talking a moment. It wouldn't do either of them any good to stay on the subject of Celine. "Can we...talk about that freaky vine thing you got going on..?"
"I cannot really explain it. It's cool though, right?"
"I can't say the same after everything. I felt like a mouse in a snake's coil in its grasp."
"I suppose that's the point." He smirked. "You're lucky I didn't hurt you more, you couldn't be stabbed with so many thorns..."
"Why didn't you? You have every reason to kill me. So why toy with me?"
"I don't think I should. After all, I'm from... The future I suppose. It would ruin every timeline if you died right now."
"And what would have possibly happened if I actually shot you when you were crazed?"
"I don't think it would matter."
"Does anything truly matter with you?"
"Depends on perspective. Do I matter to anyone else? Not at all. Does anything matter to me? Nope!"
"And I thought your snakes mattered to you?"
"Well aside from my babies, nothing matters."
"Mark, why are you here? With me out of all people?"
"Mayhaps I just missed your personality. Mayhaps I hate you."
"Or is it because Damien said something and you got upset over it?" He couldn't help but smile at the thought of it.
"Maybe. Maybe not. I won't tell~"
"Of course you're not." He snorted, crossing his arms. "Always so secretive, at least that's what makes you interesting to be around."
"Interesting, my friend?" He had his arms behind his back.
"Knowing how things are going to happen is a bit boring. Even though with you, I rather know what you're up to, but I must admit that bit of madness you bring is rather charming. No wonder why you became successful."
"Aw! Thanks pal..." He hugged William. "I became successful because of my good acting skills... And my handsome face."
"Y-" He paused, his arms were just hovering above Mark's back. He couldn't believe what was happening. Eventually, he let his arms curl around Mark. "You're welcome...Mark. I never thought you would do something like this."
You look quite familiar. - @divine-ceo / Celine
"C-Celine?!" He let out a shallow breath before opening his arms. "Celine! I've-" He paused, his smile faltered. "What...What happened to you, Celine? Wha- I...I need a moment" He sat down on the dirt. His head fell into his hands. "Life has been giving me too much madness. I don't know how much more I can handle."
"Hi Will. Its complicated. Are you well?"
"No not really. I came out to the middle of no where to escape everything happening, but it seems the chaos has followed me." He sat up, his hands went to his sides. "How has it been for you? I sure hope your life isn't full of madness like mine is."
"Ah. Well, my life is nice. Madness, a tad, but otherwise nice."
"Are you still doing all the seer stuff? I remember you were starting to get into it before I left."
"Oh, yes I am. It's such fun!"
"How does that even really work?"
"Well, you need an object to channel it, some cards, incantations.."
He quickly takes a look around, its just dirt, grass and a few trees. "So about that...there's nothing here."
"I can always read your palm." She suggested jokingly
"And it sounds like you don't want to." He snorted, crossing his arms. He couldn't help but smile. "Why not mess around a bit? You got a whole spiritual world to play with."
"Messing with forces beyond my control is wh- would kill me." She quickly corrected, sitting down on the dirt.
"Oh...damn. I should have probably expected that. Speaking of which, why are you taking the risk with those forces in the first place?"
"Why not? I enjoy seeing beyond the veil and knowing things. Its about knowing balance."
"Fair enough, we can never help but feel curious about the unknown."
Why did you steal Markipliers wife
"I did not steal Mark's wife! She was hurting and I couldn't just stand there. So, I helped her, took care of Celine. She deserved better than Mark anyways."
"Well well well, look who it is."
- @actormark-aka-thebestsnactor 🐍
"You..." The Colonel's voice trembled as sweat began to form on his brow.
"What do you want!?" He shouted as one of his hands frantically went to his revolver. He was practically holding onto it like a lifeline. "Why grace me with your oh so great presence?" His gaze sharpened as he tried to get a hold of himself. He couldn't show his weakness. Not now. Not in front of him. "Calm down...you can do this. You won't let him ruin anything else." William mumbled under his breath.
"I've come to make sure you haven't DIED out here!" He put emphasis on the word 'died'...
"The world can be a scary place after all. Creatures lurking in the dark, strangers appearing friendly but in reality they could be a serial killer- You know how it is, hm?" He kicked a rock, a little bug scrittering from underneath. He squashed it with his boot.
"What are you getting at, Mark?" He began lowering his gun slightly, his grip didn't faulter. The Colonel flinched back as he heard the crunch of the bug's exoskeleton getting crushed. He couldn't help but feel pity for the small thing.
"Can a man not come to the.... Wherever you are and not protect a dear friend?" He smiled, picking up a random bug and eating it. "Substance!" He hummed. "Mm. Have you seen any snakes?"
"I sure felt a lot safer when you weren't here." He grumbled before crossing his arms. "The only snake I've seen here is you,"
"Oh how funny. I am genuinely curious about the snakes, William." He smiled. "I love those creatures, such sweet little babies they are!"
"Well at least have that one thing in common." He finally put his gun back in its holster. His hands ran through his hair before sitting down on a fallen log. "Although, I wouldn't be surprise if a snake lead to your demise."
He sat down too, his own snake tail peeking out from his tailcoat. "Eugh, it's dirty."
He looked around. Where in the world...?
Eh whatever... That's not important.
"How are you holding up, old friend?"
"Just as dirty as you," He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh. He will never hesitate to throw a small jab Mark's way. He eventually quieted down, soon leaning forward, his elbows against his knees and head on his palms. "If I'm being honest, no matter how much I rather not see you right now..." William sighed, leaning back, letting his shoulders fall. "Its nice to have your company. Its nice to have things be like the past. Not have you wanting me dead for being with Celine."
"Im still mad at you for that you know." He huffed, resting his hands on his cheeks and his elbows on his knees. "But, atleast, where I come from, I'm happily remarried. After many centuries of being divorced."
"But... Yeah. I missed it too."
"Not my fault you weren't the best husband." He grumbled, looking away from Mark. "Wait...centuries?" He quickly looked back. "What do you mean centuries?! You got divorced a few months ago! I know I haven't been here for that long!" He eventually grew quiet, he grabbed the sides of his head, his fingers tangled themselves in his hair. "Mark...are you...are you from this universe? This timeline?" His words were growing frantic. "Why the fuck are you a snake?!" He quickly stood up, backing away from Mark.
He smiled. "This universe, another universe, who cares?"
He held the stupid tail. "This old thing? Ehhhh, it's not exactly my choice what I get cursed with after.... Events."
He stood up himself. "Now now William, you mustn't be afraid of an old friend. After all, I wouldn't hurt you... Would I?"
"Considering how you acted when I took Celine away from you...or I guess my version...Ya! I would say you would hurt me!" He threw his hands up.
"And! And! If I didn't think you were gonna hurt me, I wouldn't have pulled my gun on you when you first arrives!"
"Let's not be hostile. Celine is... Irrelevant."
"Well I'm sorry that I have no good reason to trust you at all!"
He snarled. "Oh? And what have I done?!"
"Maybe its because you ruined the whole friend group! All over what!? A little jealousy? Just because you have a big name doesn't mean you can just get what you want!"
A vine shot up from the ground, striking the colonel. "You were the one who stole her in the first place!"
The Colonel winced, his arms shot up protect his face. "I wasn't the one fucking hurting her!" He reached for his revolver, the hammer clicking as he pointed it up at Mark. "I truly cared for her unlike the selfish prick right in front of me!"
"I gave her everything!" He slowly transformed... Two vines wrapping around his waist, becoming new legs lifting him off the ground. Another two vines were used as an extra set of arms. "I gave her my money, my house, my service-" he slammed another vine down. "AND SHE THREW IT ALL AWAY!"
"Holy shit..!" He cried as he quickly moved out of the way. He opened the revolver's chamber. He fumbled with the bullets in his pocket, quickly filling the chamber before closing it. He quickly aimed at one of the vines and pulled the trigger. He tightened on the revolver as he dealt with the recoil. "Just because you gave her so much doesn't change the fact that you still hurt her!"
The bullet shot his vine, causing him to stumble. "I didn't lay a finger on my wife! I was the perfect husband!"
"If you were oh so perfect, then she wouldn't have ran to me!" He cried, taking aim once more at another vine before shooting again.
"You twisted her mind, Will!" Another bullet shot through, but it didn't stop him yet. "You just couldn't let me have a good thing, could you?! You rat! Picking up my seconds-"
"Another step and I'm shooting you in the fucking head." The hammer clicked as he pointed the gun up. "I will not let you continue this madness! You have hurt a sweet and innocent woman who deserved the world and instead you gave her suffering! You gave her a bumbling alcohol driven mess! Take responsibility for your actions, Mark!"
He laughed, one of the vines holding William in front of his face. "Do it then. FUCKING SHOOT ME ALREADY! You-"
"No...No I won't" He lowered his gun, he couldn't kill Mark no matter how much he hated the man. "I won't snoop down on your level."
He punched William. "Why NOT? I know deep down you want to do it! You WANT TO! DEEP DOWN YOU WANT TO PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN!"
He grunted, his head forced to the side from the force. "Putting words in my mouth huh..? You never change." "I'm not going to do it." He said as the gun fell from his hands.
"Even if I KILL YOU?!" He wrapped his hands around William's throat.
"Then so be it. I'll die a man with honor." He only stared into Mark's eyes. His expression was just calm. Calmer than he has ever been in his life.
He laughed, loosening his grip. "Pfft-"
The Colonel coughed, his hand quickly covered his mouth. "Of course you'd find that funny...I definitely could have come up with something better, but you know, hard to think sometimes when you're choking."
He punched him one more time for good measure.
"Playful banter, my friend..." Uh huh. Sure.
"What...about that was playful? You threatened my life and you're still holding me by your weird vines." He retorted back, he was growing more and more tempted to punch Actor by the second.
"You know, playful fighting, like when we were kids...!" He smiled again.
"What the hell is going on with you?! Normally I'm the one switching up on you..."
The vines retracted immediately, Mark straightened his bowtie. "I don't know what you're talking about.'
The Colonel only grumbled in response, soon going to grab his once discarded revolver. "And I don't know why you think you can simply act like you weren't trying to kill me." "You can't blissfully ignore your own actions."
"I apologise old friend, you must understand that Celine is a sour subject..."
He sighed, talking a moment. It wouldn't do either of them any good to stay on the subject of Celine. "Can we...talk about that freaky vine thing you got going on..?"
"I cannot really explain it. It's cool though, right?"
"I can't say the same after everything. I felt like a mouse in a snake's coil in its grasp."
"I suppose that's the point." He smirked. "You're lucky I didn't hurt you more, you couldn't be stabbed with so many thorns..."
"Why didn't you? You have every reason to kill me. So why toy with me?"
"I don't think I should. After all, I'm from... The future I suppose. It would ruin every timeline if you died right now."
"And what would have possibly happened if I actually shot you when you were crazed?"
"I don't think it would matter."
"Does anything truly matter with you?"
"Depends on perspective. Do I matter to anyone else? Not at all. Does anything matter to me? Nope!"
"And I thought your snakes mattered to you?"
"Well aside from my babies, nothing matters."
"Mark, why are you here? With me out of all people?"
"Mayhaps I just missed your personality. Mayhaps I hate you."
"Or is it because Damien said something and you got upset over it?" He couldn't help but smile at the thought of it.
"Maybe. Maybe not. I won't tell~"
"Of course you're not." He snorted, crossing his arms. "Always so secretive, at least that's what makes you interesting to be around."
"Interesting, my friend?" He had his arms behind his back.
"Knowing how things are going to happen is a bit boring. Even though with you, I rather know what you're up to, but I must admit that bit of madness you bring is rather charming. No wonder why you became successful."
You look quite familiar. - @divine-ceo / Celine
"C-Celine?!" He let out a shallow breath before opening his arms. "Celine! I've-" He paused, his smile faltered. "What...What happened to you, Celine? Wha- I...I need a moment" He sat down on the dirt. His head fell into his hands. "Life has been giving me too much madness. I don't know how much more I can handle."
"Hi Will. Its complicated. Are you well?"
"No not really. I came out to the middle of no where to escape everything happening, but it seems the chaos has followed me." He sat up, his hands went to his sides. "How has it been for you? I sure hope your life isn't full of madness like mine is."
"Ah. Well, my life is nice. Madness, a tad, but otherwise nice."
"Are you still doing all the seer stuff? I remember you were starting to get into it before I left."
"Oh, yes I am. It's such fun!"
"How does that even really work?"
"Well, you need an object to channel it, some cards, incantations.."
He quickly takes a look around, its just dirt, grass and a few trees. "So about that...there's nothing here."
"I can always read your palm." She suggested jokingly
"And it sounds like you don't want to." He snorted, crossing his arms. He couldn't help but smile. "Why not mess around a bit? You got a whole spiritual world to play with."
"Messing with forces beyond my control is wh- would kill me." She quickly corrected, sitting down on the dirt.
"Oh...damn. I should have probably expected that. Speaking of which, why are you taking the risk with those forces in the first place?"
"Well well well, look who it is."
- @actormark-aka-thebestsnactor 🐍
"You..." The Colonel's voice trembled as sweat began to form on his brow.
"What do you want!?" He shouted as one of his hands frantically went to his revolver. He was practically holding onto it like a lifeline. "Why grace me with your oh so great presence?" His gaze sharpened as he tried to get a hold of himself. He couldn't show his weakness. Not now. Not in front of him. "Calm down...you can do this. You won't let him ruin anything else." William mumbled under his breath.
"I've come to make sure you haven't DIED out here!" He put emphasis on the word 'died'...
"The world can be a scary place after all. Creatures lurking in the dark, strangers appearing friendly but in reality they could be a serial killer- You know how it is, hm?" He kicked a rock, a little bug scrittering from underneath. He squashed it with his boot.
"What are you getting at, Mark?" He began lowering his gun slightly, his grip didn't faulter. The Colonel flinched back as he heard the crunch of the bug's exoskeleton getting crushed. He couldn't help but feel pity for the small thing.
"Can a man not come to the.... Wherever you are and not protect a dear friend?" He smiled, picking up a random bug and eating it. "Substance!" He hummed. "Mm. Have you seen any snakes?"
"I sure felt a lot safer when you weren't here." He grumbled before crossing his arms. "The only snake I've seen here is you,"
"Oh how funny. I am genuinely curious about the snakes, William." He smiled. "I love those creatures, such sweet little babies they are!"
"Well at least have that one thing in common." He finally put his gun back in its holster. His hands ran through his hair before sitting down on a fallen log. "Although, I wouldn't be surprise if a snake lead to your demise."
He sat down too, his own snake tail peeking out from his tailcoat. "Eugh, it's dirty."
He looked around. Where in the world...?
Eh whatever... That's not important.
"How are you holding up, old friend?"
"Just as dirty as you," He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh. He will never hesitate to throw a small jab Mark's way. He eventually quieted down, soon leaning forward, his elbows against his knees and head on his palms. "If I'm being honest, no matter how much I rather not see you right now..." William sighed, leaning back, letting his shoulders fall. "Its nice to have your company. Its nice to have things be like the past. Not have you wanting me dead for being with Celine."
"Im still mad at you for that you know." He huffed, resting his hands on his cheeks and his elbows on his knees. "But, atleast, where I come from, I'm happily remarried. After many centuries of being divorced."
"But... Yeah. I missed it too."
"Not my fault you weren't the best husband." He grumbled, looking away from Mark. "Wait...centuries?" He quickly looked back. "What do you mean centuries?! You got divorced a few months ago! I know I haven't been here for that long!" He eventually grew quiet, he grabbed the sides of his head, his fingers tangled themselves in his hair. "Mark...are you...are you from this universe? This timeline?" His words were growing frantic. "Why the fuck are you a snake?!" He quickly stood up, backing away from Mark.
He smiled. "This universe, another universe, who cares?"
He held the stupid tail. "This old thing? Ehhhh, it's not exactly my choice what I get cursed with after.... Events."
He stood up himself. "Now now William, you mustn't be afraid of an old friend. After all, I wouldn't hurt you... Would I?"
"Considering how you acted when I took Celine away from you...or I guess my version...Ya! I would say you would hurt me!" He threw his hands up.
"And! And! If I didn't think you were gonna hurt me, I wouldn't have pulled my gun on you when you first arrives!"
"Let's not be hostile. Celine is... Irrelevant."
"Well I'm sorry that I have no good reason to trust you at all!"
He snarled. "Oh? And what have I done?!"
"Maybe its because you ruined the whole friend group! All over what!? A little jealousy? Just because you have a big name doesn't mean you can just get what you want!"
A vine shot up from the ground, striking the colonel. "You were the one who stole her in the first place!"
The Colonel winced, his arms shot up protect his face. "I wasn't the one fucking hurting her!" He reached for his revolver, the hammer clicking as he pointed it up at Mark. "I truly cared for her unlike the selfish prick right in front of me!"
"I gave her everything!" He slowly transformed... Two vines wrapping around his waist, becoming new legs lifting him off the ground. Another two vines were used as an extra set of arms. "I gave her my money, my house, my service-" he slammed another vine down. "AND SHE THREW IT ALL AWAY!"
"Holy shit..!" He cried as he quickly moved out of the way. He opened the revolver's chamber. He fumbled with the bullets in his pocket, quickly filling the chamber before closing it. He quickly aimed at one of the vines and pulled the trigger. He tightened on the revolver as he dealt with the recoil. "Just because you gave her so much doesn't change the fact that you still hurt her!"
The bullet shot his vine, causing him to stumble. "I didn't lay a finger on my wife! I was the perfect husband!"
"If you were oh so perfect, then she wouldn't have ran to me!" He cried, taking aim once more at another vine before shooting again.
"You twisted her mind, Will!" Another bullet shot through, but it didn't stop him yet. "You just couldn't let me have a good thing, could you?! You rat! Picking up my seconds-"
"Another step and I'm shooting you in the fucking head." The hammer clicked as he pointed the gun up. "I will not let you continue this madness! You have hurt a sweet and innocent woman who deserved the world and instead you gave her suffering! You gave her a bumbling alcohol driven mess! Take responsibility for your actions, Mark!"
He laughed, one of the vines holding William in front of his face. "Do it then. FUCKING SHOOT ME ALREADY! You-"
"No...No I won't" He lowered his gun, he couldn't kill Mark no matter how much he hated the man. "I won't snoop down on your level."
He punched William. "Why NOT? I know deep down you want to do it! You WANT TO! DEEP DOWN YOU WANT TO PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN!"
He grunted, his head forced to the side from the force. "Putting words in my mouth huh..? You never change." "I'm not going to do it." He said as the gun fell from his hands.
"Even if I KILL YOU?!" He wrapped his hands around William's throat.
"Then so be it. I'll die a man with honor." He only stared into Mark's eyes. His expression was just calm. Calmer than he has ever been in his life.
He laughed, loosening his grip. "Pfft-"
The Colonel coughed, his hand quickly covered his mouth. "Of course you'd find that funny...I definitely could have come up with something better, but you know, hard to think sometimes when you're choking."
He punched him one more time for good measure.
"Playful banter, my friend..." Uh huh. Sure.
"What...about that was playful? You threatened my life and you're still holding me by your weird vines." He retorted back, he was growing more and more tempted to punch Actor by the second.
"You know, playful fighting, like when we were kids...!" He smiled again.
"What the hell is going on with you?! Normally I'm the one switching up on you..."
The vines retracted immediately, Mark straightened his bowtie. "I don't know what you're talking about.'
The Colonel only grumbled in response, soon going to grab his once discarded revolver. "And I don't know why you think you can simply act like you weren't trying to kill me." "You can't blissfully ignore your own actions."
"I apologise old friend, you must understand that Celine is a sour subject..."
He sighed, talking a moment. It wouldn't do either of them any good to stay on the subject of Celine. "Can we...talk about that freaky vine thing you got going on..?"
"I cannot really explain it. It's cool though, right?"
"I can't say the same after everything. I felt like a mouse in a snake's coil in its grasp."
"I suppose that's the point." He smirked. "You're lucky I didn't hurt you more, you couldn't be stabbed with so many thorns..."
"Why didn't you? You have every reason to kill me. So why toy with me?"
"I don't think I should. After all, I'm from... The future I suppose. It would ruin every timeline if you died right now."
"And what would have possibly happened if I actually shot you when you were crazed?"
"I don't think it would matter."
"Does anything truly matter with you?"
"Depends on perspective. Do I matter to anyone else? Not at all. Does anything matter to me? Nope!"
"And I thought your snakes mattered to you?"
"Well aside from my babies, nothing matters."
"Mark, why are you here? With me out of all people?"
"Mayhaps I just missed your personality. Mayhaps I hate you."
"Or is it because Damien said something and you got upset over it?" He couldn't help but smile at the thought of it.
"Maybe. Maybe not. I won't tell~"
"Of course you're not." He snorted, crossing his arms. "Always so secretive, at least that's what makes you interesting to be around."
You look quite familiar. - @divine-ceo / Celine
"C-Celine?!" He let out a shallow breath before opening his arms. "Celine! I've-" He paused, his smile faltered. "What...What happened to you, Celine? Wha- I...I need a moment" He sat down on the dirt. His head fell into his hands. "Life has been giving me too much madness. I don't know how much more I can handle."
"Hi Will. Its complicated. Are you well?"
"No not really. I came out to the middle of no where to escape everything happening, but it seems the chaos has followed me." He sat up, his hands went to his sides. "How has it been for you? I sure hope your life isn't full of madness like mine is."
"Ah. Well, my life is nice. Madness, a tad, but otherwise nice."
"Are you still doing all the seer stuff? I remember you were starting to get into it before I left."
"Oh, yes I am. It's such fun!"
"How does that even really work?"
"Well, you need an object to channel it, some cards, incantations.."
He quickly takes a look around, its just dirt, grass and a few trees. "So about that...there's nothing here."
"I can always read your palm." She suggested jokingly
"And it sounds like you don't want to." He snorted, crossing his arms. He couldn't help but smile. "Why not mess around a bit? You got a whole spiritual world to play with."
"Well well well, look who it is."
- @actormark-aka-thebestsnactor 🐍
"You..." The Colonel's voice trembled as sweat began to form on his brow.
"What do you want!?" He shouted as one of his hands frantically went to his revolver. He was practically holding onto it like a lifeline. "Why grace me with your oh so great presence?" His gaze sharpened as he tried to get a hold of himself. He couldn't show his weakness. Not now. Not in front of him. "Calm down...you can do this. You won't let him ruin anything else." William mumbled under his breath.
"I've come to make sure you haven't DIED out here!" He put emphasis on the word 'died'...
"The world can be a scary place after all. Creatures lurking in the dark, strangers appearing friendly but in reality they could be a serial killer- You know how it is, hm?" He kicked a rock, a little bug scrittering from underneath. He squashed it with his boot.
"What are you getting at, Mark?" He began lowering his gun slightly, his grip didn't faulter. The Colonel flinched back as he heard the crunch of the bug's exoskeleton getting crushed. He couldn't help but feel pity for the small thing.
"Can a man not come to the.... Wherever you are and not protect a dear friend?" He smiled, picking up a random bug and eating it. "Substance!" He hummed. "Mm. Have you seen any snakes?"
"I sure felt a lot safer when you weren't here." He grumbled before crossing his arms. "The only snake I've seen here is you,"
"Oh how funny. I am genuinely curious about the snakes, William." He smiled. "I love those creatures, such sweet little babies they are!"
"Well at least have that one thing in common." He finally put his gun back in its holster. His hands ran through his hair before sitting down on a fallen log. "Although, I wouldn't be surprise if a snake lead to your demise."
He sat down too, his own snake tail peeking out from his tailcoat. "Eugh, it's dirty."
He looked around. Where in the world...?
Eh whatever... That's not important.
"How are you holding up, old friend?"
"Just as dirty as you," He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh. He will never hesitate to throw a small jab Mark's way. He eventually quieted down, soon leaning forward, his elbows against his knees and head on his palms. "If I'm being honest, no matter how much I rather not see you right now..." William sighed, leaning back, letting his shoulders fall. "Its nice to have your company. Its nice to have things be like the past. Not have you wanting me dead for being with Celine."
"Im still mad at you for that you know." He huffed, resting his hands on his cheeks and his elbows on his knees. "But, atleast, where I come from, I'm happily remarried. After many centuries of being divorced."
"But... Yeah. I missed it too."
"Not my fault you weren't the best husband." He grumbled, looking away from Mark. "Wait...centuries?" He quickly looked back. "What do you mean centuries?! You got divorced a few months ago! I know I haven't been here for that long!" He eventually grew quiet, he grabbed the sides of his head, his fingers tangled themselves in his hair. "Mark...are you...are you from this universe? This timeline?" His words were growing frantic. "Why the fuck are you a snake?!" He quickly stood up, backing away from Mark.
He smiled. "This universe, another universe, who cares?"
He held the stupid tail. "This old thing? Ehhhh, it's not exactly my choice what I get cursed with after.... Events."
He stood up himself. "Now now William, you mustn't be afraid of an old friend. After all, I wouldn't hurt you... Would I?"
"Considering how you acted when I took Celine away from you...or I guess my version...Ya! I would say you would hurt me!" He threw his hands up.
"And! And! If I didn't think you were gonna hurt me, I wouldn't have pulled my gun on you when you first arrives!"
"Let's not be hostile. Celine is... Irrelevant."
"Well I'm sorry that I have no good reason to trust you at all!"
He snarled. "Oh? And what have I done?!"
"Maybe its because you ruined the whole friend group! All over what!? A little jealousy? Just because you have a big name doesn't mean you can just get what you want!"
A vine shot up from the ground, striking the colonel. "You were the one who stole her in the first place!"
The Colonel winced, his arms shot up protect his face. "I wasn't the one fucking hurting her!" He reached for his revolver, the hammer clicking as he pointed it up at Mark. "I truly cared for her unlike the selfish prick right in front of me!"
"I gave her everything!" He slowly transformed... Two vines wrapping around his waist, becoming new legs lifting him off the ground. Another two vines were used as an extra set of arms. "I gave her my money, my house, my service-" he slammed another vine down. "AND SHE THREW IT ALL AWAY!"
"Holy shit..!" He cried as he quickly moved out of the way. He opened the revolver's chamber. He fumbled with the bullets in his pocket, quickly filling the chamber before closing it. He quickly aimed at one of the vines and pulled the trigger. He tightened on the revolver as he dealt with the recoil. "Just because you gave her so much doesn't change the fact that you still hurt her!"
The bullet shot his vine, causing him to stumble. "I didn't lay a finger on my wife! I was the perfect husband!"
"If you were oh so perfect, then she wouldn't have ran to me!" He cried, taking aim once more at another vine before shooting again.
"You twisted her mind, Will!" Another bullet shot through, but it didn't stop him yet. "You just couldn't let me have a good thing, could you?! You rat! Picking up my seconds-"
"Another step and I'm shooting you in the fucking head." The hammer clicked as he pointed the gun up. "I will not let you continue this madness! You have hurt a sweet and innocent woman who deserved the world and instead you gave her suffering! You gave her a bumbling alcohol driven mess! Take responsibility for your actions, Mark!"
He laughed, one of the vines holding William in front of his face. "Do it then. FUCKING SHOOT ME ALREADY! You-"
"No...No I won't" He lowered his gun, he couldn't kill Mark no matter how much he hated the man. "I won't snoop down on your level."
He punched William. "Why NOT? I know deep down you want to do it! You WANT TO! DEEP DOWN YOU WANT TO PUT A BULLET IN MY BRAIN!"
He grunted, his head forced to the side from the force. "Putting words in my mouth huh..? You never change." "I'm not going to do it." He said as the gun fell from his hands.
"Even if I KILL YOU?!" He wrapped his hands around William's throat.
"Then so be it. I'll die a man with honor." He only stared into Mark's eyes. His expression was just calm. Calmer than he has ever been in his life.
He laughed, loosening his grip. "Pfft-"
The Colonel coughed, his hand quickly covered his mouth. "Of course you'd find that funny...I definitely could have come up with something better, but you know, hard to think sometimes when you're choking."
He punched him one more time for good measure.
"Playful banter, my friend..." Uh huh. Sure.
"What...about that was playful? You threatened my life and you're still holding me by your weird vines." He retorted back, he was growing more and more tempted to punch Actor by the second.
"You know, playful fighting, like when we were kids...!" He smiled again.
"What the hell is going on with you?! Normally I'm the one switching up on you..."
The vines retracted immediately, Mark straightened his bowtie. "I don't know what you're talking about.'
The Colonel only grumbled in response, soon going to grab his once discarded revolver. "And I don't know why you think you can simply act like you weren't trying to kill me." "You can't blissfully ignore your own actions."
"I apologise old friend, you must understand that Celine is a sour subject..."
He sighed, talking a moment. It wouldn't do either of them any good to stay on the subject of Celine. "Can we...talk about that freaky vine thing you got going on..?"
"I cannot really explain it. It's cool though, right?"
"I can't say the same after everything. I felt like a mouse in a snake's coil in its grasp."
"I suppose that's the point." He smirked. "You're lucky I didn't hurt you more, you couldn't be stabbed with so many thorns..."
"Why didn't you? You have every reason to kill me. So why toy with me?"
"I don't think I should. After all, I'm from... The future I suppose. It would ruin every timeline if you died right now."
"And what would have possibly happened if I actually shot you when you were crazed?"
"I don't think it would matter."
"Does anything truly matter with you?"
"Depends on perspective. Do I matter to anyone else? Not at all. Does anything matter to me? Nope!"
"And I thought your snakes mattered to you?"
"Well aside from my babies, nothing matters."
"Mark, why are you here? With me out of all people?"
"Mayhaps I just missed your personality. Mayhaps I hate you."
"Or is it because Damien said something and you got upset over it?" He couldn't help but smile at the thought of it.
You look quite familiar. - @divine-ceo / Celine
"C-Celine?!" He let out a shallow breath before opening his arms. "Celine! I've-" He paused, his smile faltered. "What...What happened to you, Celine? Wha- I...I need a moment" He sat down on the dirt. His head fell into his hands. "Life has been giving me too much madness. I don't know how much more I can handle."
"Hi Will. Its complicated. Are you well?"
"No not really. I came out to the middle of no where to escape everything happening, but it seems the chaos has followed me." He sat up, his hands went to his sides. "How has it been for you? I sure hope your life isn't full of madness like mine is."
"Ah. Well, my life is nice. Madness, a tad, but otherwise nice."
"Are you still doing all the seer stuff? I remember you were starting to get into it before I left."
"Oh, yes I am. It's such fun!"
"How does that even really work?"
"Well, you need an object to channel it, some cards, incantations.."
He quickly takes a look around, its just dirt, grass and a few trees. "So about that...there's nothing here."
