(REBOOTING CURRENTLY!!)
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They/He
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19(even OLDER ass bitch)
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"..two years later and still waiting on that fucking
Growth spurt."
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Warning: this story covers some dark and possibly triggering topics
note: this takes place after Bailey gifts upon a Pocket knife for Olive.
Olive thanks Bailey for the Pocket knife, embarrassingly messing up and almost calling him big brother. They were sure he wouldn’t have minded it, anyway. But they were scared to admit it. They wander off, imagining the possibilities with this small but powerful weapon. They flick open the blade, once again looking at their reflection. They smile sinisterly, Letting a small chuckle slip out.
Olive retracts the blade to its original form, tucking it back into their pockets. They found themself strolling around the hidden parts of Ramshackle. Ok, hidden is a bit of an overstatement. It was more of the under-appreciated areas.
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After a while, they walk down a dim Street. A single Street light that flickered constantly. Olive shivers a bit from the unresponsive buildings. They had forgotten how creepy it was at night around here.
Within a sudden turn of events, Olive stops and looks up. They stare the some-what nice mansion. A bit too flashy, if you ask them. I mean- what’s the point of having a giant row of stairs just to enter the front door? Pathetic, really.
They turn to the side of the house, quickly and quietly dashing to the gate on the side.
They climb on the gate, struggling not to tumble backwards. Olive grabs the nearest window, slowly opening it. They made as little noise as they could, trying not to awaken the bastards inside.
After clumsily stumbling onto the hard wood floor, they found themselves in the hallway.
their hallway.
’where the hell is that bitch’s room?’
They start quietly opening the doors. There had to be at least 9 doors on the upper floor of their this house. After opening like, 7 of them- they finally find the room.
A women lied asleep, nested comfortably in the soft mattress. But that was the only thing nested on the bed. 3 empty bottles of what seems to be different varieties of liquor. As they approached closer, they saw the black streaks of shitty mascara making it way down her cheeks. But dried too quickly to finish the race, they assumed.
Olive gently grabbed the women’s face, rotating it to face them.
the woman begins to wake up, her eyes fluttering. She looked at this mysterious figure upon her, squinting a bit.
“Calvin..?” She whispered, sitting up within a couple minutes. Clearly, she was extremely drunk and very hung-over. The woman hugs the figure she claimed to be “Calvin”
she hugged the somewhat disordered figure, crying a bit more. She had thought..she’d thought he was dead.
She shook, but. Something felt..off. She wasn’t sure what it was, until they spoke.
“I’d say that im sorry, but..that wouldn’t be entirely true.”
The women was stunned to hear a voice that wasn’t her beloved. It wasn’t..was it?
“Oliv-“
Splat.
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There was a thud. A loud one, too. The hardwood was being flooded in pools of red liquid. It spread everywhere. Her Pearl white nightgown was now an ugly red. Then, another splat is heard. Followed by another, and another, and another. Blood was practically gushing from her entire body.
Olive did a final stomp on their mothers head, causing it to bleed a bit more. They wipe the blood off their face, Once again putting their weapon away. I guess it was a murder weapon now, huh? Oh how the tables have turned..
Oh how the tables have turned..indeed.
the door to the bedroom creaks, letting a small bit of light to squeeze in. There’s a tiny bit of breathing to go with it. Olive was facing the opposite direction, but they knew damn well who it was.
Which is the whole reason they did this whole mess.
“Mama? Are you awake, too?”
A small voice called out, making its way inside the room. Adi walked over to what remained of her mother, kneeling down to look at her. Olive moved, wanting to watch this flame burn. Like a fire in the forest, it escalated quickly.
“Mom? Are you awake?” She repeated, staring at her mothers lifeless eyes. Something felt warm. And a bit..wet? She removed one of her hands, to see that-..
..it was drenched in blood.
Her whole body tensed up, as she shook uncontrollably. She somehow managed to dropper her mothers head, despite being frozen in terror. Her eyes swelled with tears, and with every blink started a new race of Which would fall first. She didn’t know what to do. She was only 9 years old, after all. This would cause a LOT of emotional trauma in the future..
Olive stood over and watched with a sinister grin. Gathering up some uncalled for and twisted things to say.
“Must hurt, hm?”
They say, leaning on a near-by wall.
“Seeing The people you look up to, just..bail. After all you’ve done to prove your worth something.”
They slowly walk back over to their little sister, lowering down to her level.
They watch in satisfaction as her tears continuously gushed from her eyes. They could see the complete and utter horror darting around on her face.
“but, hey. You haven’t lost everything.”
They close in, moving a strand of her hair so they could get the message across clearly.
“there’s always the orphanage~”
With a devilish smile, Olive stood up. They yoinked the knife out of their pocket and slid it towards the door. They slip out the window, as a final scream of terror is heard.
As much as that knife worked, it wasn’t really what they were looking for. No, no, no. They wanted something more..
destructive.
((ANDDDD HERES SOME TAGS TO TRAUMATIZE YOU GUYS AS WELL<333))
just for funnies, I'm gonna do a relationship chart thingy realll quick with the characters Olive has interacted with (plus maple, Chris, Ditch, and pebble bc they technically have met but there's so roleplay for them-)
Olive and Bailey: Likes. Literally his big murderous brother guys trust!! He misses hanging out with him a LOT
Olive and Sora: likes. Platonically loves the guy. Misses him every fucking day.
Olive and Zaria: they know she helped Rowan with her plan. So. hate.
Olive and jasper: ehh, neutral (ish). Just has fun messing with him most of the time. So I guess possibly another brother figure idk
Olive and Rowan: despises. Hates. Would kill. Could kill. It’s their fault. Or, that’s what olive thinks anyway.
• Olive and Finn: neutral. Not much to say in this in, olive just doesn't really know Finn that much.
Olive and Jay: ZERO OUT OF TEN. HATE EACHOTHER, DEARLY. WOULD PUNCH THIS MAN FOR A CRUMB OF BREAD BRO. ANYTHING TO MAKE HIM SHUT UP.
Olive and Skipp: do I even need to explain this one? ok, fine. Olive definitely "likes" Skipp. Let's put in simple terms for now, shall we?
Olive and Yuki: Dislike. Only bc bro was in a bad mood when they had met. Then again Olives kinda always in a bad mood, so..-
Olive and Ray: sorta dislike. Only because they had a bad first impression as well. But all of Olive's first impressions involve anger so..no hard feelings?
Olive and Quinn: a like for sure. I mean, her dog had already won them over! Plus she was pretty nice!
Olive and Stone: likes..? Question mark? He was there for them a bunch of times, so. Yeah. Like.
• Olive and Velvette: question mark? Not sure. They don’t have a clear opinion yet.
AND NOW, TIME FOR THE OTHERS THAT ARE CONTROLLED BY ME!:
Olive and Ditch: hate. Hate. Hate. Pure annoyance. If given the chance, Olive would stab him in the neck and stomp on his body. They'd throw his body into the ocean. Plus, Olive would tie giant rocks to his body so he'd sink to the very bottom. Where no one could find him. But he's too important to the story so that'll never happen! Perhaps in another universe...
Olive and Chris: neutral. Not practically close, but Olive does like to call him out for anything he's done wrong. They find it funny how ironically clumsy he is.
Olive and Maple: neutral. That's all I have to actually say but, I don't reallly think they'd have have a straight bond. It would probably be from their friend group, if you know what I mean.
Olive and Pebble: I guess sorta like? I mean, he must be cool if they're dating Bailey. Right? Though I think they've only met like, once..-
AND BONUS: OLIVES RELATIONSHIP WITH PARENTS!! And Adi!
Olive and Calvin (their father): hate. I thought that was obvious..? But yeah. He's a pretty shitty dad who was verbally abusive and physically abusive. What was worse was it was only olive that WAS being abused, so it was favouritism for sure.
Olive and Charolette (their mother): Strong disliking. Not much as a hate, though. Their mother was fairly nice to them when they were younger. And the only golden child to appreciate. But once Their sister was born, Olives perfect little world had fallen apart.
Olive and Adi: let's get something straight. Olive hates a bunch of people. Like, a lot. But Adi takes the number one spot on the leaderboard. Olive absolutely DESPISES HER. I mean, she RUINED their life! If you were to ask olive how they ended up on the streets, they'd probably say their father. And little sister. If they could torture anyone until the end of time, Olive would 100% pick Adi. I mean, that's the whole reason they had murder their mother. To strike fear into the child, and to get the message clear for her small little mind.
And yeah! I think that's everyone? Question mark? Well, that's everyone olive met! I think? I'll probably put this is the masterpost, and it'll probably change over time as well!
The ship swayed from left to right, not enough for things to topple over but enough for near by pencils and papers to gracefully fall to the floor. It was fairly late in the night, rather peaceful actually. No stress, no shouting, no hurtful pranks out of the blue. Oh, if only it could be like this all the time.
★ “Looking for some peace and quiet, hm?”
Christopher stopped mopping, turning his head to the familiar voice. It was his best friends, Benjamin. Thank god it was, or he might’ve been soaking wet from his own mop bucket.
★ “I guess you could say that.”
he replies, continuing his late night duties. God, he was such a workaholic. I guess maybe thats why he's treated unfairly. He was seen as weak, and with skills of a house wife. Which was fair, and he wasn't gonna deny that it wasn't true.
Benjamin sighed as Christopher once again mopped the deck.
★ "you need to take a break, Chris. I know you haven't gotten much sleep. You nearly toppled into the ocean today!… Again."
he leaned on one of the wooden poles, the most playful expression smeared on his face. Christopher rolled his eyes and smiled, mopping in the opposite direction. As he made is way over, Benjamin tripped him. causing him to almost fall. But, he swiftly twirled Christopher around. Landing him in the same spot as before. Christopher held the mop tightly, doing the cartoonish blink. You know the one.
★ "cmon, relax a little. I know where captain hid the liquor! we can play the ask game!" he hinted in mischievously manner.
As we can tell, Chris isn’t the type to hurt someone’s feelings. Even if it’s just the slight feeling of disappointment. He knew that all too well, himself.
so, naturally..
★ “s-sure! Hahaaaa…”
He laughed nervously, ending it with a small squeak of regret. God, why did have to be such a push over? Quite literally too, he might add?
With that being said, They quietly snuck to the cabin. Time to have some one-sided fun!
yay..
The Two sat near the edge of the boat, legs in between the small railings so they wouldn’t fall Off. It was Christopher’s turn to pick, so he was thinking for a moment. Before, Finally, getting a prompt. In case anyone was wondering, the Ask game was basically never have I ever. Except instead of putting fingers down, you take a drink of your alcohol.
★ “never have i, mhm..threw rocks at someone I hated”
He giggled a bit. If he was being honest, he was joking about this one. But to his surprise, Benjamin sighed and took a sip of his liquor.
Christopher gasps, dropping his jaw.
★ “NO WAY. REALLY?”
Benjamin smiled, looking a bit embarrassed.
★ “ha. You bet. Mostly just random loots. it was pretty funny, now that I think about it.”
★ “oh my god, Your terrible!”
he playfully pushed him, both laughing. After the laughing had toned down a bit, Benjamin asked Christopher his question.
★ “never have iiii..had a crush..”
Christopher picked up his drink, ready to take a sip before-
★ “..on a man!”
His smile dropped at the sentence, feeling uneasy as he placed his drink back down.
Benjamin giggled. He leaned on Christopher’s shoulder, clearly drunk out of his mind. Oh boy, was he gonna be hung over in the morning..
★ “alright, I think it’s best we pack it in Benny.”
He sighed, patting Benjamin on the back. Benjamin made a weird noise. Like, a pathetic drunk man noise. Bro was a pathetic wet cat…
He stands up, grabbing Benjamin’s arms. He struggled to drag him, pulling with all his might. He thought about what his friend had asked. ‘Liking a man…liking a man..?’ He thought to himself, now sweating a bit. Poor guy was cursed with arms that resembled tree branches.
as they finally got to the sleeping room, Christopher place Benjamin gently on his bed, panting. After his breathed normalized, Christopher carefully lied on his own bed. His mind wandered, continuing to linger to what Benjamin had said.
why did he say that? It’s such a weird question!
of course he didn’t like a man! Let alone, anyone! He couldn’t like a man!
..c-could he?
((GOD THIS TOOK WAY LONGER TO FINISH THEN IT SHOULD HAVE.))
((But yay, more Benjamin content! :D))
((might make more for Christopher, but at the moment I’m tired so it won’t be anything super soon..heh.))
((also..@schnozzlebozzle !! Twas I, i was the anon all along!!! Mwhahaha…))
Olive- May 12th (reference to my first post on olives acc)
Chris- June 7th (the day I made came up with his character :3)
Maple- December 13th (a compo of TMNT Donnie’s birthday, which is December 31st, and She-ra, which came out on the 13th of December. Also bc purple genius so, you do the math.)
