matt poosek

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

nuvkrkyy ktjkgbux skgtotmrkyy yzxolk

ol oz skgty euax yglkze o corr ygixoloik se rolk

[ EVENT: angels drawn by the break of dawn ]

hi it's weather back at it again with more BULLSHITTT this blog exists solely to give therapy to the gracelings and the vees ☝️

you can ask him things i guess whatever...

but like

this blog isn't gonna exist for long i'm nuking it when the forsaken event ends unless i start liking being dusekkar

Just kidding he's in hell

asks: ~ shielded

threads #mythreads: ~ overhealth

posts: ~ slant

and then the ooc tags are the same idk

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

where is "home?"

Does it matter? I will never have it.

Ignore it. Ignore anything I say. I am not in the right mind. I am wrong.

Where is she? Where has she been? When did I grow so frail?

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

I don't want to hurt anymore. Take me back. Take me back home. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

uhvwohvv uhvwohvv uhvwohvv iru doo hwhuqlwb dqg diwhu

zkhq zloo L ohduq wkdw vkh lvq'w d wkuhdw?

zkhq zloo pb ergb ohduq wkdw vkh lvq'w d wkuhdw?

l fdqqrw wdnh zkdw l ghvhuyh. qrw zlwkrxw khu durxqg wr idflolwdwh

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

// i'm putting this here and nowhere else because uhhhhhhh

// but like. lapse dusekkar and evilsay are very similar to me. like.

// blindly loyal to Kinda Bad People to the degree of showing little to no emotion about anybody else.

// hardly remember who they used to be or if they even used to be someone

// theyre both red

// like. step aside assistant and seesay. lapsekkar and evilsay get the bridge in trust fall hand it over

// this for context

// they love me for my niche music taste

// i only even thought of this because i was listening to lost in aerosol by alex_moosic and thought 'this is lowkey kind of evilsay. and lapsekkar. 👀'

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

@d1ss0c14710n

You hear rapid footsteps before... yup. she's back in the room, dragging along some sinners corpse behind her. she kinda just throws it at you before using her tail to close the door behind her and going into a corner to... well. do what her namesake is, i suppose.

{ He'd been dissociating for most of her time gone, lost in his thoughts and hardly moving. Not that there was much for him to do in a room he refuses to leave. Who's to say he'd even have the energy to if he did want to leave? }

{ ...He could have taken a look around the room to get a better sense of the torment to come, but.. what a horrific invasion of privacy that would have been. He wouldn't be able to withstand the guilt of betraying his dearest's trust so severely. }

{ The thing to snap him out of his stupor isn't the corpse getting thrown at him, but the presence of Monitor. It takes him a moment to even realize that something's been thrown his way. When he sees it, he just.. pokes it a bit. }

{ Then, rather abruptly, he stands up, trying either to get closer to Monitor or drag the corpse her way.. he hasn't decided yet. }

{ One attempted step forwards later, he.. collapses, having made a miraculous one inch of distance from his previous spot. }

{ ..forget it, he'll just.. }

Welcome back, my dear Monitor! I'm so very glad to see you safe!

If I may ask, what is the purpose of that which you've placed before me...?

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...UR 4 EV1L PL4N7 7H1N6, U N33D BL00D 70 L1V3. DUH."

she... decidedly does not get up to help you. you can hear her audibly snicker at you falling, actually, and she seems more than content to watch you flail and struggle to move.

"UNL355 UR L1K3. 60NN4 S74RV3 UR53LF F0R 5UM R3450N. N07 L1K3 1 C4R3."

her tail flicks slightly as she smirks at you, screen brightening a little. it hurts to stare at her screen. she seems to know that fact, given how intent she is at keeping it pointed at you.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

If you are impartial on the matter, I suppose I shall indulge.

{ He shifts uncomfortably, still yet to tear his gaze from her screen despite the pain. }

{ He does not wish to look at the cadaver. }

I am unsure of where I would start, though?

My apologies, I hadn't even given thought to consumption. I was sincerely at peace with allowing myself to simply resp-- reform elsewhere. Of course, returning me would be a hassle, and I am truly appreciative of this gift.

{ He makes a point to look down at the corpse, as if to emphasize his appreciation. He'd been avoiding it for too long, anyway. }

{ But the moment he does... oh dear. }

{ All he can make sense of is the sound of flesh tearing before a blinding pain overtakes all other sensation in his hands. }

{ Blood coats his palms as vines protrude through his hands and dart towards the corpse. They find a good entrance point and dig in, absorbing the frigid blood within. }

{ And he is completely stone-faced throughout the process. He is completely stone-faced when the vines retract, clawing new wounds into his hands with their thorns during. }

{ It's as if his whole form has gone ischemic, a film between his mind and the waking world. }

{ And then, after a moment, he clasps his hands together, looking up at Monitor. }

Ah. My apologies, Monitor.

I must have zoned out, for some reason..

How very strange of me.

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...W0W. 600D J0B, PUMPK1N. Y4 Z0N3D 0U7 70 4V01D 7H3 7RU7H. L1K3 4 C0W4RD. Y0UR 3V3N M0R3 P47H371C 7H4N 1 7H0U6H7 U W3R3, 4ND 7H47S R34LLY 54Y1N6 50M37H1N6!"

monitor gets up, lazily walking over with a smirk across her screen, tail slowly waving in behind. she's in control of this situation, you're completely at her mercy, and she knows and loves it.

and if she has her way, she's gonna make sure you love it too, to the point that you wouldn't dare think of leaving

"BU7 1 5H0ULDN7 B3 5UPR153D. 4F73R 4LL, 1F 17 W3R3N7 F0R M3, Y0U'D B3 4 M1NDL355 FL0W3R D0WN 1N N3D3, H4RDLY 4BL3 70 7H1NK 0R 4C7, 4LL B3C4US3 Y0UR 5UCH 4 P47H371C R0773N 7H1N6. 1 B37 Y0U W3R3N'7 3V3N D0WN 7H3R3 7H47 L0N6, Y37 U C4N7 3V3N R3M3MB3R Y0UR 0WN N4M3, C4N Y4?"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He only hears about two sentences of Monitor's rant before that static sensation overtakes him again, shielding him from her words and the truth he isn't ready to confront. }

{ He does catch that last bit, however, his focus returning as she goes silent. }

{ He flinches upon looking up at her. }

{ When- when did she get so close? }

{ ...Disregard. }

Ah. I suppose.. I suppose I have forgotten, haven't I?

Well, it can't have been that important in that case, no? Where it is just the two of us, I cannot find any vital usage of such a title, lest you would want for such a thing.

{ He's not deserving of a name, anyway. Not if she doesn't will it first. }

Let it not worry you. You certainly have enough to couple with as it stands now.

[d1ss0c14710n]

"Y0U 63NU1N3LY 7H1NK 1 C4R3 4B0U7 Y0U R3M3MB3R1N6 Y0UR N4M3? 3SP3C14LLY WH3N-."

she leans closer, seeming agitated. "Y0U W3R3N7 L1S73N1N6 70 M3, W3R3 Y0U? N0, Y0U W3R3 Z0N1N6 0U7, W3R3N'7 Y0U? 4V01D1N6 7H3 7RU7H. W3LL, 1N 7H47 C4S3...

"let me repeat myself."

She grabs your head tightly, claws digging in painfully, keeping you from zoning out this time. "1F 17 W3R3N7 F0R M3, Y0U'D B3 4 M1NDL355 FL0W3R D0WN 1N N3D3, H4RDLY 4BL3 70 7H1NK 0R 4C7, 4LL B3C4US3 Y0UR 5UCH 4 P47H371C R0773N 7H1N6. 4ND N07 0NLY 7H47, Y0UR 4 C0W4RD. Y0U D1S7R4C7 Y0UR53LF FR0M 7H3 7RU7H, Z0N1N6 0U7 4ND L3771N6 17 W45H 0V3R Y0U 1N5734D 0F F4C1N6 7H3 7RU7H. W3LL, L37 M3 H3LP Y0U W17H 7H47!"

she forces your head down-At the drained corpse. "Y0U D1D 7H15. L00K, 47 WH47 Y0U D1D. Y0U D1DN7 3V3N H4V3 7H3 D3C3NCY 70 P4Y 4773N710N 70 WH47 Y0U W3R3 D01N6. Y0U S0M3H0W D15R35P3C73D 7H31R L1F3, 7H31R L364CY, 3V3N M0R3 7H4N Y0U W0ULD H4V3 1F Y0U H4D JUS7 DR41N3D 7H31R BL00D."

the next words feel less like they're being spoken and more like your hearing it directly in your mind. like she's making sure you hear every goddam sylibl. like she knows you don't want to hear this, and wants to make sure you hear and take it

"doesn't it disgust you? disrespecting the dead, not giving them the light of day, not even bothering to wonder what they did or who they were? because it disgusts me. You disgust me. You are a weak-willed, spineless, horrid abomination. and if it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be able to process that fact."

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ The sight of the corpse, of what he did to it with his very hands, is enough to bring him to tears. But with the pain of being gripped so violently, he can't help but listen to her words as well. }

{ He truly is a coward, isn't he? For attempting to make his actions null by dissociating from the process. Why can't he just accept that he is rotten? }

{ Not only that, but he dared to ignore the true words of his dearly beloved to spare his own ego. How horrendously selfish could he be, hurting her in such a way purely to benefit himself? }

{ Pitiful, sick being he is. }

{ His voice quivers as he speaks, his sobbing difficult to mask. }

I- I am so sorry, my angel! I simply was not thinking as I acted! May the wrath you incur hold nothing back, for it is what I deserve!

[d1ss0c14710n]

"0H, 1 KN0W 1 5H0ULD. 1 KN0W Y0U D353RV3 70 B3 M41M3D 47 MY H4ND5. BU7! 1'M N07 60NN4!"

She lets go, stepping back slightly with a wide smile on her face as she clasps her hands together

"B3C4U53, 1 B3L1V3, 7H47 3V3RY0N3 D353RV35 53C0ND CH4NC35, 3V3N 7H3 1R3D33M4BL3! 4ND, 17'5 7H3 F1R57 71M3 7H15 H45 H4PP3N3D, 50 1'M W1LL1N6 70 B3 4 B17 L31N13N7! 3V3N 1F Y0U PR373ND1N6 70 L1573N WH1L3 16N0R1N6 M3 R34LLY HUR7 MY F33L1N65. W3R3 Y0U 4LW4Y5 L1K3 7H15, 0R 4R3 Y0U 60NN4 U53 7H3 V1N35 45 4 3XCU53?"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He tenses, flinching back as he's released, although when her words actually process in his mind, he relaxes ever so slightly. }

{ A mercy, but one wholly unwon. }

{ What did he do to deserve such an endlessly kind person in his life..? }

Thank you so very much! A saint you are, truly!

I am so very sorry.. I have not matched your altruism in the slightest. I will do anything in my power to make up for it, such is my promise to you!

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

ayy! wasn’t expecting someone as graceful as you to have a funny bone

Heehee. I'm thankful my humor is appreciated by another, truly.

Strange phrasing, though.. I certainly wouldn't regard myself as graceful. The notion is deeply appreciated, though.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

i mean both satan and god are gay so you kinda are in homosexual purgatory yeah

Never would I have thought! How queer.

I think myself funny, however false that may be.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

@d1ss0c14710n

You hear rapid footsteps before... yup. she's back in the room, dragging along some sinners corpse behind her. she kinda just throws it at you before using her tail to close the door behind her and going into a corner to... well. do what her namesake is, i suppose.

{ He'd been dissociating for most of her time gone, lost in his thoughts and hardly moving. Not that there was much for him to do in a room he refuses to leave. Who's to say he'd even have the energy to if he did want to leave? }

{ ...He could have taken a look around the room to get a better sense of the torment to come, but.. what a horrific invasion of privacy that would have been. He wouldn't be able to withstand the guilt of betraying his dearest's trust so severely. }

{ The thing to snap him out of his stupor isn't the corpse getting thrown at him, but the presence of Monitor. It takes him a moment to even realize that something's been thrown his way. When he sees it, he just.. pokes it a bit. }

{ Then, rather abruptly, he stands up, trying either to get closer to Monitor or drag the corpse her way.. he hasn't decided yet. }

{ One attempted step forwards later, he.. collapses, having made a miraculous one inch of distance from his previous spot. }

{ ..forget it, he'll just.. }

Welcome back, my dear Monitor! I'm so very glad to see you safe!

If I may ask, what is the purpose of that which you've placed before me...?

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...UR 4 EV1L PL4N7 7H1N6, U N33D BL00D 70 L1V3. DUH."

she... decidedly does not get up to help you. you can hear her audibly snicker at you falling, actually, and she seems more than content to watch you flail and struggle to move.

"UNL355 UR L1K3. 60NN4 S74RV3 UR53LF F0R 5UM R3450N. N07 L1K3 1 C4R3."

her tail flicks slightly as she smirks at you, screen brightening a little. it hurts to stare at her screen. she seems to know that fact, given how intent she is at keeping it pointed at you.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

If you are impartial on the matter, I suppose I shall indulge.

{ He shifts uncomfortably, still yet to tear his gaze from her screen despite the pain. }

{ He does not wish to look at the cadaver. }

I am unsure of where I would start, though?

My apologies, I hadn't even given thought to consumption. I was sincerely at peace with allowing myself to simply resp-- reform elsewhere. Of course, returning me would be a hassle, and I am truly appreciative of this gift.

{ He makes a point to look down at the corpse, as if to emphasize his appreciation. He'd been avoiding it for too long, anyway. }

{ But the moment he does... oh dear. }

{ All he can make sense of is the sound of flesh tearing before a blinding pain overtakes all other sensation in his hands. }

{ Blood coats his palms as vines protrude through his hands and dart towards the corpse. They find a good entrance point and dig in, absorbing the frigid blood within. }

{ And he is completely stone-faced throughout the process. He is completely stone-faced when the vines retract, clawing new wounds into his hands with their thorns during. }

{ It's as if his whole form has gone ischemic, a film between his mind and the waking world. }

{ And then, after a moment, he clasps his hands together, looking up at Monitor. }

Ah. My apologies, Monitor.

I must have zoned out, for some reason..

How very strange of me.

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...W0W. 600D J0B, PUMPK1N. Y4 Z0N3D 0U7 70 4V01D 7H3 7RU7H. L1K3 4 C0W4RD. Y0UR 3V3N M0R3 P47H371C 7H4N 1 7H0U6H7 U W3R3, 4ND 7H47S R34LLY 54Y1N6 50M37H1N6!"

monitor gets up, lazily walking over with a smirk across her screen, tail slowly waving in behind. she's in control of this situation, you're completely at her mercy, and she knows and loves it.

and if she has her way, she's gonna make sure you love it too, to the point that you wouldn't dare think of leaving

"BU7 1 5H0ULDN7 B3 5UPR153D. 4F73R 4LL, 1F 17 W3R3N7 F0R M3, Y0U'D B3 4 M1NDL355 FL0W3R D0WN 1N N3D3, H4RDLY 4BL3 70 7H1NK 0R 4C7, 4LL B3C4US3 Y0UR 5UCH 4 P47H371C R0773N 7H1N6. 1 B37 Y0U W3R3N'7 3V3N D0WN 7H3R3 7H47 L0N6, Y37 U C4N7 3V3N R3M3MB3R Y0UR 0WN N4M3, C4N Y4?"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He only hears about two sentences of Monitor's rant before that static sensation overtakes him again, shielding him from her words and the truth he isn't ready to confront. }

{ He does catch that last bit, however, his focus returning as she goes silent. }

{ He flinches upon looking up at her. }

{ When- when did she get so close? }

{ ...Disregard. }

Ah. I suppose.. I suppose I have forgotten, haven't I?

Well, it can't have been that important in that case, no? Where it is just the two of us, I cannot find any vital usage of such a title, lest you would want for such a thing.

{ He's not deserving of a name, anyway. Not if she doesn't will it first. }

Let it not worry you. You certainly have enough to couple with as it stands now.

[d1ss0c14710n]

"Y0U 63NU1N3LY 7H1NK 1 C4R3 4B0U7 Y0U R3M3MB3R1N6 Y0UR N4M3? 3SP3C14LLY WH3N-."

she leans closer, seeming agitated. "Y0U W3R3N7 L1S73N1N6 70 M3, W3R3 Y0U? N0, Y0U W3R3 Z0N1N6 0U7, W3R3N'7 Y0U? 4V01D1N6 7H3 7RU7H. W3LL, 1N 7H47 C4S3...

"let me repeat myself."

She grabs your head tightly, claws digging in painfully, keeping you from zoning out this time. "1F 17 W3R3N7 F0R M3, Y0U'D B3 4 M1NDL355 FL0W3R D0WN 1N N3D3, H4RDLY 4BL3 70 7H1NK 0R 4C7, 4LL B3C4US3 Y0UR 5UCH 4 P47H371C R0773N 7H1N6. 4ND N07 0NLY 7H47, Y0UR 4 C0W4RD. Y0U D1S7R4C7 Y0UR53LF FR0M 7H3 7RU7H, Z0N1N6 0U7 4ND L3771N6 17 W45H 0V3R Y0U 1N5734D 0F F4C1N6 7H3 7RU7H. W3LL, L37 M3 H3LP Y0U W17H 7H47!"

she forces your head down-At the drained corpse. "Y0U D1D 7H15. L00K, 47 WH47 Y0U D1D. Y0U D1DN7 3V3N H4V3 7H3 D3C3NCY 70 P4Y 4773N710N 70 WH47 Y0U W3R3 D01N6. Y0U S0M3H0W D15R35P3C73D 7H31R L1F3, 7H31R L364CY, 3V3N M0R3 7H4N Y0U W0ULD H4V3 1F Y0U H4D JUS7 DR41N3D 7H31R BL00D."

the next words feel less like they're being spoken and more like your hearing it directly in your mind. like she's making sure you hear every goddam sylibl. like she knows you don't want to hear this, and wants to make sure you hear and take it

"doesn't it disgust you? disrespecting the dead, not giving them the light of day, not even bothering to wonder what they did or who they were? because it disgusts me. You disgust me. You are a weak-willed, spineless, horrid abomination. and if it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be able to process that fact."

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ The sight of the corpse, of what he did to it with his very hands, is enough to bring him to tears. But with the pain of being gripped so violently, he can't help but listen to her words as well. }

{ He truly is a coward, isn't he? For attempting to make his actions null by dissociating from the process. Why can't he just accept that he is rotten? }

{ Not only that, but he dared to ignore the true words of his dearly beloved to spare his own ego. How horrendously selfish could he be, hurting her in such a way purely to benefit himself? }

{ Pitiful, sick being he is. }

{ His voice quivers as he speaks, his sobbing difficult to mask. }

I- I am so sorry, my angel! I simply was not thinking as I acted! May the wrath you incur hold nothing back, for it is what I deserve!

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

@d1ss0c14710n

You hear rapid footsteps before... yup. she's back in the room, dragging along some sinners corpse behind her. she kinda just throws it at you before using her tail to close the door behind her and going into a corner to... well. do what her namesake is, i suppose.

{ He'd been dissociating for most of her time gone, lost in his thoughts and hardly moving. Not that there was much for him to do in a room he refuses to leave. Who's to say he'd even have the energy to if he did want to leave? }

{ ...He could have taken a look around the room to get a better sense of the torment to come, but.. what a horrific invasion of privacy that would have been. He wouldn't be able to withstand the guilt of betraying his dearest's trust so severely. }

{ The thing to snap him out of his stupor isn't the corpse getting thrown at him, but the presence of Monitor. It takes him a moment to even realize that something's been thrown his way. When he sees it, he just.. pokes it a bit. }

{ Then, rather abruptly, he stands up, trying either to get closer to Monitor or drag the corpse her way.. he hasn't decided yet. }

{ One attempted step forwards later, he.. collapses, having made a miraculous one inch of distance from his previous spot. }

{ ..forget it, he'll just.. }

Welcome back, my dear Monitor! I'm so very glad to see you safe!

If I may ask, what is the purpose of that which you've placed before me...?

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...UR 4 EV1L PL4N7 7H1N6, U N33D BL00D 70 L1V3. DUH."

she... decidedly does not get up to help you. you can hear her audibly snicker at you falling, actually, and she seems more than content to watch you flail and struggle to move.

"UNL355 UR L1K3. 60NN4 S74RV3 UR53LF F0R 5UM R3450N. N07 L1K3 1 C4R3."

her tail flicks slightly as she smirks at you, screen brightening a little. it hurts to stare at her screen. she seems to know that fact, given how intent she is at keeping it pointed at you.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

If you are impartial on the matter, I suppose I shall indulge.

{ He shifts uncomfortably, still yet to tear his gaze from her screen despite the pain. }

{ He does not wish to look at the cadaver. }

I am unsure of where I would start, though?

My apologies, I hadn't even given thought to consumption. I was sincerely at peace with allowing myself to simply resp-- reform elsewhere. Of course, returning me would be a hassle, and I am truly appreciative of this gift.

{ He makes a point to look down at the corpse, as if to emphasize his appreciation. He'd been avoiding it for too long, anyway. }

{ But the moment he does... oh dear. }

{ All he can make sense of is the sound of flesh tearing before a blinding pain overtakes all other sensation in his hands. }

{ Blood coats his palms as vines protrude through his hands and dart towards the corpse. They find a good entrance point and dig in, absorbing the frigid blood within. }

{ And he is completely stone-faced throughout the process. He is completely stone-faced when the vines retract, clawing new wounds into his hands with their thorns during. }

{ It's as if his whole form has gone ischemic, a film between his mind and the waking world. }

{ And then, after a moment, he clasps his hands together, looking up at Monitor. }

Ah. My apologies, Monitor.

I must have zoned out, for some reason..

How very strange of me.

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...W0W. 600D J0B, PUMPK1N. Y4 Z0N3D 0U7 70 4V01D 7H3 7RU7H. L1K3 4 C0W4RD. Y0UR 3V3N M0R3 P47H371C 7H4N 1 7H0U6H7 U W3R3, 4ND 7H47S R34LLY 54Y1N6 50M37H1N6!"

monitor gets up, lazily walking over with a smirk across her screen, tail slowly waving in behind. she's in control of this situation, you're completely at her mercy, and she knows and loves it.

and if she has her way, she's gonna make sure you love it too, to the point that you wouldn't dare think of leaving

"BU7 1 5H0ULDN7 B3 5UPR153D. 4F73R 4LL, 1F 17 W3R3N7 F0R M3, Y0U'D B3 4 M1NDL355 FL0W3R D0WN 1N N3D3, H4RDLY 4BL3 70 7H1NK 0R 4C7, 4LL B3C4US3 Y0UR 5UCH 4 P47H371C R0773N 7H1N6. 1 B37 Y0U W3R3N'7 3V3N D0WN 7H3R3 7H47 L0N6, Y37 U C4N7 3V3N R3M3MB3R Y0UR 0WN N4M3, C4N Y4?"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He only hears about two sentences of Monitor's rant before that static sensation overtakes him again, shielding him from her words and the truth he isn't ready to confront. }

{ He does catch that last bit, however, his focus returning as she goes silent. }

{ He flinches upon looking up at her. }

{ When- when did she get so close? }

{ ...Disregard. }

Ah. I suppose.. I suppose I have forgotten, haven't I?

Well, it can't have been that important in that case, no? Where it is just the two of us, I cannot find any vital usage of such a title, lest you would want for such a thing.

{ He's not deserving of a name, anyway. Not if she doesn't will it first. }

Let it not worry you. You certainly have enough to couple with as it stands now.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

It's pride month dusekkar you know what that means

Hm? What is it that you are asking?

Do you wish for me to suffer.. homosexual purgatory?

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

@d1ss0c14710n

You hear rapid footsteps before... yup. she's back in the room, dragging along some sinners corpse behind her. she kinda just throws it at you before using her tail to close the door behind her and going into a corner to... well. do what her namesake is, i suppose.

{ He'd been dissociating for most of her time gone, lost in his thoughts and hardly moving. Not that there was much for him to do in a room he refuses to leave. Who's to say he'd even have the energy to if he did want to leave? }

{ ...He could have taken a look around the room to get a better sense of the torment to come, but.. what a horrific invasion of privacy that would have been. He wouldn't be able to withstand the guilt of betraying his dearest's trust so severely. }

{ The thing to snap him out of his stupor isn't the corpse getting thrown at him, but the presence of Monitor. It takes him a moment to even realize that something's been thrown his way. When he sees it, he just.. pokes it a bit. }

{ Then, rather abruptly, he stands up, trying either to get closer to Monitor or drag the corpse her way.. he hasn't decided yet. }

{ One attempted step forwards later, he.. collapses, having made a miraculous one inch of distance from his previous spot. }

{ ..forget it, he'll just.. }

Welcome back, my dear Monitor! I'm so very glad to see you safe!

If I may ask, what is the purpose of that which you've placed before me...?

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...UR 4 EV1L PL4N7 7H1N6, U N33D BL00D 70 L1V3. DUH."

she... decidedly does not get up to help you. you can hear her audibly snicker at you falling, actually, and she seems more than content to watch you flail and struggle to move.

"UNL355 UR L1K3. 60NN4 S74RV3 UR53LF F0R 5UM R3450N. N07 L1K3 1 C4R3."

her tail flicks slightly as she smirks at you, screen brightening a little. it hurts to stare at her screen. she seems to know that fact, given how intent she is at keeping it pointed at you.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

If you are impartial on the matter, I suppose I shall indulge.

{ He shifts uncomfortably, still yet to tear his gaze from her screen despite the pain. }

{ He does not wish to look at the cadaver. }

I am unsure of where I would start, though?

My apologies, I hadn't even given thought to consumption. I was sincerely at peace with allowing myself to simply resp-- reform elsewhere. Of course, returning me would be a hassle, and I am truly appreciative of this gift.

{ He makes a point to look down at the corpse, as if to emphasize his appreciation. He'd been avoiding it for too long, anyway. }

{ But the moment he does... oh dear. }

{ All he can make sense of is the sound of flesh tearing before a blinding pain overtakes all other sensation in his hands. }

{ Blood coats his palms as vines protrude through his hands and dart towards the corpse. They find a good entrance point and dig in, absorbing the frigid blood within. }

{ And he is completely stone-faced throughout the process. He is completely stone-faced when the vines retract, clawing new wounds into his hands with their thorns during. }

{ It's as if his whole form has gone ischemic, a film between his mind and the waking world. }

{ And then, after a moment, he clasps his hands together, looking up at Monitor. }

Ah. My apologies, Monitor.

I must have zoned out, for some reason..

How very strange of me.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

what happened to you? these flowers almost make you look like you’re rOTting-

Pun anon covers their hand in pure horror.

Hm? What is this distress you face?

It is simply true.

But there are far more pressing matters, no? You've certainly seen. My dearest, my heart, the one who matters most.

I cannot matter in the face of this concern.

Wouldn't you agree?

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

@d1ss0c14710n

You hear rapid footsteps before... yup. she's back in the room, dragging along some sinners corpse behind her. she kinda just throws it at you before using her tail to close the door behind her and going into a corner to... well. do what her namesake is, i suppose.

{ He'd been dissociating for most of her time gone, lost in his thoughts and hardly moving. Not that there was much for him to do in a room he refuses to leave. Who's to say he'd even have the energy to if he did want to leave? }

{ ...He could have taken a look around the room to get a better sense of the torment to come, but.. what a horrific invasion of privacy that would have been. He wouldn't be able to withstand the guilt of betraying his dearest's trust so severely. }

{ The thing to snap him out of his stupor isn't the corpse getting thrown at him, but the presence of Monitor. It takes him a moment to even realize that something's been thrown his way. When he sees it, he just.. pokes it a bit. }

{ Then, rather abruptly, he stands up, trying either to get closer to Monitor or drag the corpse her way.. he hasn't decided yet. }

{ One attempted step forwards later, he.. collapses, having made a miraculous one inch of distance from his previous spot. }

{ ..forget it, he'll just.. }

Welcome back, my dear Monitor! I'm so very glad to see you safe!

If I may ask, what is the purpose of that which you've placed before me...?

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

// hello sir you are looking so unhealthy today!!

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

i cannot breathe this air.

it is painful.

i cannot leave. i must suffocate.

for my dearest one.

there are greater pains than this. i can withstand. for her.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

*You hear a low humming coming from the base of a tree. Nothing seems odd about the tree, but a faint red light pulses behind it.

Upon inspection, it appears to be a rift. The fracture is a bright, glowing red.

You know where it leads, don't you?*

@uoy-pleh-lli

{ Indeed, he knows exactly where it leads. Or at least.. he assumes he knows. }

{ In his time, he's heard much regarding the twin deities of the afterlife. It came with the territory of being an admin, of course, but it was always difficult to not wonder if life beyond death is comfortable. }

{ Especially with the death surrounding him from the moment he came into the world. }

{ ..Such pitiful reverie shan't matter, not here, so near to becoming a savior. }

{ Doubtful thoughts cloud his mind as he draws near the rift. He does not know exactly where he'll end up upon entering, nor does he know where Veeronica has gone. }

{ He will figure it out. For her. }

{ So he steps forward and attempts to enter the rift. }

[uoy-pleh-lli]

*As you poke your hand through the rift, thorned vines wrap around your wrist, digging into your flesh and pulling you in.

We've done this song and dance before, haven't we, Weather?

Welcome to nedE, Dusekkar.*

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ 👀 }

{ The moment the thorns pierce his skin, he knows he's made a grave mistake. }

{ Based on the sheer heat, he supposes he's in one of the deeper layers. Which certainly isn't great for him.. but his greatest concern lies with Vee. With a determination like hers, she surely could have escaped to the safer layers. }

{ But.. did she? }

{ ...What would it mean for her if she didn't? }

{ Rumination won't save a life. He must move. }

[uoy-pleh-lli]

*You see, theres a problem with that.

You cant move.

The vines have wrapped so tightly around you arm that you literally cant pull away.

More vines snatch your other arm, then around your ankles and chest. You're slammed backwards onto the ground, vines taught, slowly curling around your limbs, cutting deeper and deeper.

...you hear distant crying.*

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ And he truly should have expected no less. Fair.. fair play, hell. Eugh, he's winded after that. }

{ He attempts to break free of the vines. Slowly, methodically. He doesn't want to expend much energy yet, not knowing what's to come. }

{ He knows that attempting escape is a fool's errand, in truth. But on the off chance he can gain his freedom.. he must try. }

[uoy-pleh-lli]

*Everytime you try and move, the tighter they squeeze. Oddly enough, your blood is not dripping down. Flowers begin to bud on the vines.

Something smells of fruit. Your mouth tastes like blood and ash as you inhale... something?

The smoke has a red shimmer. Your head starts to fog.*

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ ..Carnivorous plants. He's met with similar before, though none as vicious. }

{ Had he known such flora would be spread throughout hell, he'd have surely brought his staff. No telling if his magic would be ineffectual here, though. }

{ Why.. why didn't he bring his staff again..? }

{ He'd made some kind of promise, no? }

{ It cannot matter. What matters is escaping. }

{ The vines tighten further. That hope was never there. }

[uoy-pleh-lli]

*You hear a shriek in the distance- almost instantly cut off with a muffled CRUNCH.

Your breathing becomes heavy- theres much more smoke than there is oxygen.

More flowers bloom.

Something stirs in your brain. Temptation.*

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He cannot forget the violence of this place. It's a death he just heard, surely. }

{ Who's to say he won't be next..? }

{ Can't- no, shouldn't death matter regardless of whether it may come for him? Isn't that the purpose of a guardian? }

{ No, no, he has fought against his own frailty for what's felt like a thousand years now. Can't he be a bit selfish for a moment, if just in his fears? }

{ ..There is something dire he is forgetting. }

[uoy-pleh-lli]

*Your mouth tastes sweet. Like fruit. Its overwhelming.

Its alright to forget. Just forget. Forget about all of that.

Rest in the garden. You are safe in the garden.*

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He has a vital task to complete, does he not? He can't in these conditions, not with such severe pain in his limbs. }

{ Though.. }

{ Can he not take a moment? His colleagues People told him many times before that he has a tendency to overwork himself. }

{ Is it too late for him to follow their advice? }

[uoy-pleh-lli]

*Yes.

Let the vines take you.

Let the garden eat you whole.

Let your soul rot.

Let your body rot.

Let your mind be filled to the brim with sin.*

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ How close he is to giving up. To forfeiting all he stands for for a moment of rest. His wounded soul has yearned for solace for so long that it's grown willing to soak in any false promises, so long as they sound like truth. Whoever he was before, he must deserve this, no? }

{ ..There is a memory just out of reach. A lingering sense of wrongness that keeps him hanging on a moment longer. }

// @d1ss0c14710n your dad you don't remember is dying badly

[d1ss0c14710n]

you hear a door SLAM open from somwhere outside your veiw but fairly close and feel something trip over you. the thing looks back at you after regaining it's footing

"0WWWW, RUD3 X[ 0H. LM40 L00K 47 7H1S L00S3R, 607 G07 1NS74N7LY BY 7H3 V1N3S, WH47 K1ND4-..."

{...Tkiuaaqh?}

It stares for a second in shock, before snapping out of it, screen properly lighting up now

"…3H, 1M SUR3 S1N W0N7 B3 700 M4D 1F 1 DR46 3M 0FF F0R 4 B17! 1 M34N, 7H3Y’R3 B4S1C4LLY 4LR34DY 60N3, 4ND 7H3Y’V3 607 S0000 M4NY S1NN3RS D0WN H3R3 4NYW4Y, S000 WH47’S 0N3 L3SS F0R 4 WH1L3! :P"

She grabs them by the shoulders and effortlessly throws them throught the still open doorway, vines tearing and snapping off, before she goes back through and kicks the door close behind her, then hauling the basically corpse over her shoulder and starting to run to her self-proclaimed room

"0K4Y, W31RD PUMPK1N 6UY, L37S 60 0N 4 L177L3 4DV3N7UR3!!! XD"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ Maybe getting kidnapped by a dinosaur TV creature would be frightening to some, but.. Dusekkar is filled with nothing but relief at the sight of them. }

{ He cannot speak, for whatever reason, but if he could, he would be singing this being's praises. This is how it was always meant to be, no? He found them, he's succeeded, what else is there for him to do? }

{ Why was he searching for them again? They're one of his own, he knows that much. What else was there? }

{ Doesn't matter. He'll miss the garden. }

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...UR W31RD, LM40. CH3CK D1S 0U7."

she kicks open a door that's been scratched to all hell, then throws dusekkar into a corner like a sack of potatoes. the room is an apsolute mess, covered in scratches and srawings with random junk strewn about everywhere

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ Ow?? }

{ Not ow as in 'oh that hurt,' he can't really feel much of anything now, but. Ow. Mean to him. }

{ :( }

{ He wishes he could communicate that hurt. }

{ any coherence he had has long since been swallowed by the garden. he still wishes to go back. }

[d1ss0c14710n]

wow. this person is boring. she likes it when they have banter and actually interact with her, not just space out and stare at nothing.

...her smile turns to a cruel smirk as she walks up to them, grabbing a vine on his arm.

"...H3H, WH47? D03S 7H3 L177L3 PL4N7 B17CH W4NN4 60 BACK 70 7H31R 64RD3N?"

she starts twirling it around in her hand, testing how far it'll stretch without resistance. she knows they can't feel much else, even her screen. but this... oh, all the sinners from down here feel this

"4W B00 H00, 7H3 P00R PUMPK1N D03SN7 W4NN4 B3 CU7 0FF FR0M 7H31R SM0K3? W4N7 M3 70 74K3 Y0U B4CK S0 Y0U C4N L00S3 WH47 L177L3 M1ND Y4 607 L3F7 4ND S70P F33LIN6?"

A sudden tension you feel under your skin as the look in her eye becomes more sadistic, a hard tug, an-

"THAT'S TOO BAD!"

you feel the string of vines she was holding be torn out of your body. Agony up across your ams and torso legs and everything as she pulls until your body finally relents, and the largest of the vines is now seperate from your body from the inside out. it's bleeding.

"4WW, 1 M1SJUD63D! 1 USU4LLY S4V3 7H3 B1663S7 F0R L4S7! 0H W3LL, LUL! XP"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ It was akin to the removal of a vital organ. The dermis-- what remains of it, shredded in the vine's wake-- weeps with what little blood remains. Something is lost. But something is gained in the process, too. }

{ His vitality returns. Whether this is for better or for worse is for you to decide. }

{ He jolts forward with a dry cough. One couldn't see it, but his eyes are focused solely on her now. }

{ There is fear in his gaze, but there is also recognition. }

{ There is no disdain. }

{ As if this is a worthy punishment for the fool. }

Ghk- My love..! Have- have you been well..?

{ She has his full attention. }

{ Does that mean she'll stop..? }

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...W0W. Y0U R34LLY 4R3 FUCK1N6 S7UP1D, HUH. WH0 D0 Y0U 7H1NK Y0U 4R3, 63N1S1S? S0RRY, 0LD 71M3R, 1 41N7 1N73R3S73D!"

she suddenly grabs the other arm and tears out another vine, slower now that she knows they're there enough to process it fully, staring them in the eyes the entire time

"B3S1D3S, 1 F33L L1K3 D01N6 4 L177L3 W33D1NG! Y4 D0N7 M1ND 1F 1 B0RR0W 7H3S3 F0R 4 WH1L3, D0 Y4 M1S73R M0S7LY L4PS3?"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He is holding back tears. It hurts far more now that he's consciously aware of his circumstances. He cannot weep receiving what he deserves, though, can he? He doesn't exactly recall who she was to him, but he trusts her judgement more than anything. She was his everything once, after all. }

Anything for you, who has surely suffered so greatly here..! Though, do please mind the thorns; if they hurt so deeply for me, I cannot fathom them making contact with you.

{ A thinly-veiled plea for mercy. }

{ Something he is not owed nor getting. }

[d1ss0c14710n]

...her smile falls, as she looks very annoyed now, emitting a low static rumble akin to a growl.

"0H. Y0UR 0N3 0F 7H0S3 P30PL3. Y0U 7H1NK 7H47 Y0U 'D3S3RV3 70 SUFF3R' 4ND 7H47 7H1S 1S '3X4C7LY WH47 Y0UR 0W3D' 4ND DUMB CR4P L1K3 7H47. Y0UR B0R1N6 4ND S7UP1D."

...surely this pumpkin must have SOME fight left in it, right? she just has to put them on the brink, get them to finally relent and try to fight to live.

"BU7 1F 7H47'S 7H3 C4S3, H0W W0ULD Y0U F33L..."

the smile returns, strained, as she steps forward and grabs them by the throat to lift them up, other hand firmly planing itself on their shoulder

"4B0U7 M3 73AR1N6 Y0UR 60DD4M H34D 0FF?"

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ He knows innately that he would be brought back. Any of his kind would be brought back. He knows not if this is a mercy or part of the punishment. }

{ He also knows, obviously, that this will hurt. }

{ More than that momentary pain he grew so used to. the setting of these memories eludes him. }

{ The end goal is to have him in pain. }

{ But wouldn't killing him deprive her of that? }

Matters not what I think, but don't you find my slaughter a little ill-advised? For- for your own purposes, of course..!

{ He writhes in her grasp. }

[d1ss0c14710n]

her hold tightens for a bit as she leans closer...

viaybzpcl aovbnoaz thrl aoltzlsclz ruvdu hz zol zahylz ha aolt. ohgf, buyltltilylk aovbnoaz. iba zol yltltilyz ovd aopz wlyzvu thkl oly mlls.

then she drops you and stomps her foot, acting like a child having a temper tantrum now

"3U4446H! Y0UR N0 FUN! Y0UR SUPP0S3D 70 F16H7 B4CK! S7RU66L3 4ND WR17H3 4ND B36! N07 7H1S!"

she turns away, tail thrashing around agitated as she storms into the center of the room and sits down, looking away and angrily growling and grumbling to herself with her arms crossed

"WH473V3R. D1DN7 W4NN4 D34L W17H UR DUMB4SS 4NYW4Y."

...the force you hit your head against the wall seemed to jostle forward a memory. or more specifically, a name. Her name.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ The final piece to the puzzle. }

{ ..Should he not have already known this? }

{ What does that say about how much he supposedly cares?? He must make it right. She's sulking, utterly miserable, because of his misdeeds. }

{ It is what he was known for, once. He can fix this. }

Veeronica, dearest! Please- I meant not to stifle your desires!

{ He stumbles to his feet and approaches. Movement hurts. }

Anything you want for, I shall provide! What good is a father who cannot?

[d1ss0c14710n]

You see her freeze up when you utter the name. the static from her screen gets visibly more intense, the sound a low drowning pollutant, her claws now slightly digging into her arms. she turns over to look at you, and...

the look in her eye is some flurry of emotion. what little hint of recognition is drowned out by fear, which is in turn drowned out by anger, which is only held back by some visible fog of confusion and willing unknowing. there's a visible tremble to her now, and... OH.

it's suprising how fast this hunk of metal can move when agitated. fast enough that you didn't notice until it was too late that she just fucking charged you into a wall, claws now digging into your arms tightly and pressing you against said wall hard enough to leave you lacking in breath.

"Don't you DARE call me that. Ever."

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ Another dry cough escapes him. He fucked up, he made it so much worse, how can he rectify this? }

I- I was unaware of your proclivity, my apologies. Please, do tell me your preferred title, for it has slipped my mind at the worst of times. I meant not to offend!

{ He's visibly trembling now. The guilt is overwhelming. }

Please, had I known, I never would have called you such a name! Your comfort in your identity is vital to me!

[d1ss0c14710n]

"...M0N170R."

she drops you finally, moving to lay down in front of the door, still glaring angrily at you. it's uh. fairly obvious now that you won't be leaving anytime soon. whether that's for a good reason or a bad one you can't tell. probably not a good one, however.

...she doesn't remember you. you can tell that much by now. and she didn't look like this. she was never this monstrous, or this sadistic, or this spiteful. what HAPPENED to her?

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

{ His very own child, battered and bruised.. }

{ Who knows what could have happened to change her behavior so drastically. To make her forget her very own father.. }

{ He must be here to support her. }

{ Not that he really has much of a choice, all things considered. }

Monitor.. a lovely name for a lovely person.

Do you wish to.. no, no, I'm being too forward, aren't I?

You are likely still.. rather displeased with me. I understand if you aren't ready to talk.

But when you are.. please do.

[d1ss0c14710n]

You hear her growl as she curls up tighter. it's probably gonna take a while for her to talk to you.

R mxw'c urtn uxxtrwp jc qrv. Vjtnb vn onnu bjm. r mxw'c fjwc cx onnu bjm r mxw'c fjwc cx anvnvkna fqh r onuc bjm xa lxwourlcnm xa jwpah bx vdlq knoxan r fjb cqrb.

[nothingyoucoulddo-sekkar]

..However long it takes, my dear.

I'm sorry.