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@pokeystheatre
"OUR TRUE FORMS WOULD MELT YOUR MINDS."
Hello, this Pokey blog is ran by @miggythemiggles. This au is where Pokey has a human disguise and works at Starlight theatre and runs the theatre. He's still a lord in black, but he likes to play with his toys<3
"Do it or DIE."
HE/THEY/IT/GOO/MASK
Will be updated soon, thanks for reading! Your apotheosis will be upon you.<3
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Main/Paul -- @miggythemiggles
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What do you want with me… ?
- @lils-spankoff
(( OOC. in her lore she’s been infected by Pokey a fuckton and all… ))
"Oh nothing, even if I did want something from you I obviously wouldn't tell you. That'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it Lils? Not smart at all.. Not smart at all."
Pokey smiled as he held his mask near his and let out a chuckle.
“It’s Lili. Or Liliana. The nickname there is reserved for close people…You are not one.”
She coughs up apotheosis, her voice melodic through and through, worse in the god’s presence. The poor girl was a mess, blue embedded in her skin resembling vitiligo, her skin pale and almost sickly, even. Apotheosis was pouring from her nose and mouth, and it almost felt to her like her insides were wrapped with string. She felt horrible. What did Pokey want.
"Awww, whats wrong Lils? Can't fight back the apotheosis? Face it, no one can even if they wanted. Sooner or later you'll be singing a sweet tune that'll be spread across town. One by one they'll become apart of the HIVE.
Pokey began to circle around her as he chuckled. He clasped her shoulders and leaned over her and pointed towards an open land.
"See that? Imagine there are small tiny humans singing and dancing at THAT spot. Wouldn't it be fun to listen to? Ohh I just know it will." He grinned.
She flinched at the touch, shaking her head. She doesn’t want this. It’s been too much. She’s lost people to this, she doesn’t want to get lost to this. She’s been trying to fight this. She doesn’t know how…
She doesn’t want this.
She doesn’t want the apotheosis.
“N-No…no singing, no dancing. No. Just…-” She coughed up more apotheosis, her eyes beginning to glow bright blue, from the specks of blue left in her eyes. The green faded and only blue seemed to remain. “Stop.”
"Woo! Wouldn't you look at all that blue coming out of your body. It'll seep into your pores while it slowly infects that brain of yours. You'll be joining some of your 'friends' in a minute Lils! You'll dance and dance until you die as I remodel the world in a MUSICAL."
Pokey kicked Lilian down as he squatted beside them.
"I say you're just a pathetic girl that tries too hard to be different.. Who wants to be powerful and more controlling than others. But I won't allow that, now will I? No.. I won't"
God, she’d actually prefer the hell of the Box over this.
She groans, so weak, wiping the apotheosis from her face. This time it progressed fast, with so much of it already left over in her body from the last times she’d been infected, somehow getting free of it. It was tough to manage, all of this. Lili had already been getting weaker and more of a mess with the apotheosis infecting her. The apotheosis didn’t seem to take too kindly to live hosts.
She coughs up more apotheosis, some blue blood mixed in. She dug her nails into the claw scars across her face, just wanting it all to stop.
She couldn’t manage a word this time, she just wanted to get away.
"Hm.. What if I gave you an option? Since you're my favorite plaything, of course! Besides Paul.. I believe I should give a chance to beat this so called illness. All you have to do is go to that theatre. Now, how does that sound hm? Does that give you hope? I'm sure it does.."
Pokey tilted his head which delivered small crackling and twisting sounds as he gave a crooked smile.
"Cmon.. Tell me. Tell me if you wanna take that chance. It'll free all your friends and free you of that pain."
She perked up. She could be…better? Cured?
But…isn’t that a possible trick?
…She’d take that chance though. If she could make it to the theater that is…
“Promise…no tricks?”
She stared at her watch, broken and apotheosis-logged. Paul’s own watch.
She never heard the stories of the apotheosis, just saw Paul get weaker and weaker as the apotheosis killed him. It really was a sickness.
…Maybe she should go back to PEIP…
He held his hand out as he grinned
"On my soul."
This universe was doomed from the start. He'd always restart it or find a way to infect a new one. He doesn't know why he does it, he just loves to see people be in pain and forced to die and sing.
Lili took the outstretched hand without a word, not believing it but wanting a chance to not feel…dead. Or…whatever this was.
She wanted the singing to stop, she wanted it all to stop.
For the moment, Lili felt relief. She now had a chance. A chance to stop everything and save the town before it would either be restarted or discontinued to relive it all again.
"Remember.. Starlight theatre. As T'noy would say.. Tick. Fucking. Tock."
He laughed as he the disappeared.
Lili shuddered, getting to her feet. She made her way down to the theater carefully, the singing barely a whisper in her head
The air was thick with echoes of singing. As she got closer and closer to the theatre, the more the infected roamed.
They all seemed dead. Intestines were blue and exposed and so were bones and flesh. Some were completely fine but only had bullet wounds. Pokey could be heard laughing before it went silent again.
Lili walked, looking confused and scared. She flinched at the laughs, wanting to run and hide.
"Cmon Lils.. Are you scared? Don't you wanna save your friends? I know you wanna.."
Pokey's voice echoed in her head as he had a malicious tone, as if he had something in mind.
She nods to no one, walking up to the stage. She seems to move almost on autopilot.
There sat the meteor. The one Pokey placed just for her.. And only her. Paul was already infected and he stood there waiting for her. Pokey spoke to her as he had a joking tone.
"See that? That's my other favorite toy, Paul. He didn't last long this time, now did he? Heh."
“Paul. I know Paul. Course…”
She looked over to Paul, cringing as her voice came out like a melodic song. They want to punch Pokey straight in the face.
"Of course you do. He was kinda a piece of shit though.. He deserved what came to him. Now, I dare you to go break that meteor.."
“He wasn’t…- Wh-What will happen if I break it? How do I break it?”
"Why would I tell you? You want it to stop right? Just do as I say and you'll be free.."
“But I don’t know what to do”
"Find anything that can break a rock.. A bat or maybe an explosion."
Pokey giggles and stopped talking as his giggle echoed.
“Explosion. Grenade. Dad said Paul had a grenade. Only way to destroy the meteor”
Ted told her no such thing though, since he rarely spoke on that timeline, on the apotheosis.
Paul laid there as pokey began to convince her Paul had the grenade, to which he probably doesn't have.
She walked over to Paul anyway, crouching by him. Apotheosis made a mess of her, and she hated it. She missed Paul too, on top of that. Even if they weren’t too close.
"Cmon Lils.. Don't let silly ole Paul take this moment from you. Cmon! Blow that damn thing up.. Before it's too late."
I think I like men... how do I stop?
Homo
{ @blikiotep }
Don’t be so hard on our brother, Pokey. He’s simply doing his best with the limited IQ he was bestowed.
I remember when he used to be so smart, torturing whoever he wanted. But now he's been dropped on his head to many times.
But, whatever, I'll try not to be so harsh.
Believe it or not his many concussions have nothing to do with his new found lack of bloodlust.
He had discovered a mortal who has his near undivided attention.
A Ted Spankoffski.
A Ted Spankoffski? Oh god, I think I remember someone named Ted after the universe I infected. Do you remember Paul? I believe this "Ted Spankoffski" was his alcoholic coworker, he was also a sleazeball.
You are correct, dearest brother!
I do not understand it, there are so many mortals in Hatchetfield to watch and he picks a singular one? It’s too obsessive, even for our Tinky.
"Maybe it's something we don't know about him that makes him special? But, from what I've seen, he's not too much of an important or special person. He's an alcoholic sleazeball! As said before.."
Everyone has their favorite type of entertainment, and perhaps T’noy enjoys the…sleazeball-ness that Ted has to offer.
I must admit if I could throw Alice and her little dad in a hell of their own making again I would. That must make them my ‘Blorbos’, as our brother puts it.
"The hell is a blorbo? Whatever.. I guess I understand what he means. I like to torment Paul from time to time."
If I recall, Tinky explained to me Tim is his ‘Blorbo’, which means he is special and unique compared to other mortals and that this Ted provides a sort of special comfort to Tinky.
I could be wrong on that definition, I forgot to write it down.
"Comfort? How soft.. He must be very fond of this weird Ted. But, I won't judge.."
He may not be the youngest, but he certainly acts it, doesn’t he?
"Yes.. That's true.. Very true."
{ @blikiotep }
Don’t be so hard on our brother, Pokey. He’s simply doing his best with the limited IQ he was bestowed.
I remember when he used to be so smart, torturing whoever he wanted. But now he's been dropped on his head to many times.
But, whatever, I'll try not to be so harsh.
Believe it or not his many concussions have nothing to do with his new found lack of bloodlust.
He had discovered a mortal who has his near undivided attention.
A Ted Spankoffski.
A Ted Spankoffski? Oh god, I think I remember someone named Ted after the universe I infected. Do you remember Paul? I believe this "Ted Spankoffski" was his alcoholic coworker, he was also a sleazeball.
You are correct, dearest brother!
I do not understand it, there are so many mortals in Hatchetfield to watch and he picks a singular one? It’s too obsessive, even for our Tinky.
"Maybe it's something we don't know about him that makes him special? But, from what I've seen, he's not too much of an important or special person. He's an alcoholic sleazeball! As said before.."
Everyone has their favorite type of entertainment, and perhaps T’noy enjoys the…sleazeball-ness that Ted has to offer.
I must admit if I could throw Alice and her little dad in a hell of their own making again I would. That must make them my ‘Blorbos’, as our brother puts it.
"The hell is a blorbo? Whatever.. I guess I understand what he means. I like to torment Paul from time to time."
If I recall, Tinky explained to me Tim is his ‘Blorbo’, which means he is special and unique compared to other mortals and that this Ted provides a sort of special comfort to Tinky.
I could be wrong on that definition, I forgot to write it down.
"Comfort? How soft.. He must be very fond of this weird Ted. But, I won't judge.."
What do you want with me… ?
- @lils-spankoff
(( OOC. in her lore she’s been infected by Pokey a fuckton and all… ))
"Oh nothing, even if I did want something from you I obviously wouldn't tell you. That'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it Lils? Not smart at all.. Not smart at all."
Pokey smiled as he held his mask near his and let out a chuckle.
“It’s Lili. Or Liliana. The nickname there is reserved for close people…You are not one.”
She coughs up apotheosis, her voice melodic through and through, worse in the god’s presence. The poor girl was a mess, blue embedded in her skin resembling vitiligo, her skin pale and almost sickly, even. Apotheosis was pouring from her nose and mouth, and it almost felt to her like her insides were wrapped with string. She felt horrible. What did Pokey want.
"Awww, whats wrong Lils? Can't fight back the apotheosis? Face it, no one can even if they wanted. Sooner or later you'll be singing a sweet tune that'll be spread across town. One by one they'll become apart of the HIVE.
Pokey began to circle around her as he chuckled. He clasped her shoulders and leaned over her and pointed towards an open land.
"See that? Imagine there are small tiny humans singing and dancing at THAT spot. Wouldn't it be fun to listen to? Ohh I just know it will." He grinned.
She flinched at the touch, shaking her head. She doesn’t want this. It’s been too much. She’s lost people to this, she doesn’t want to get lost to this. She’s been trying to fight this. She doesn’t know how…
She doesn’t want this.
She doesn’t want the apotheosis.
“N-No…no singing, no dancing. No. Just…-” She coughed up more apotheosis, her eyes beginning to glow bright blue, from the specks of blue left in her eyes. The green faded and only blue seemed to remain. “Stop.”
"Woo! Wouldn't you look at all that blue coming out of your body. It'll seep into your pores while it slowly infects that brain of yours. You'll be joining some of your 'friends' in a minute Lils! You'll dance and dance until you die as I remodel the world in a MUSICAL."
Pokey kicked Lilian down as he squatted beside them.
"I say you're just a pathetic girl that tries too hard to be different.. Who wants to be powerful and more controlling than others. But I won't allow that, now will I? No.. I won't"
God, she’d actually prefer the hell of the Box over this.
She groans, so weak, wiping the apotheosis from her face. This time it progressed fast, with so much of it already left over in her body from the last times she’d been infected, somehow getting free of it. It was tough to manage, all of this. Lili had already been getting weaker and more of a mess with the apotheosis infecting her. The apotheosis didn’t seem to take too kindly to live hosts.
She coughs up more apotheosis, some blue blood mixed in. She dug her nails into the claw scars across her face, just wanting it all to stop.
She couldn’t manage a word this time, she just wanted to get away.
"Hm.. What if I gave you an option? Since you're my favorite plaything, of course! Besides Paul.. I believe I should give a chance to beat this so called illness. All you have to do is go to that theatre. Now, how does that sound hm? Does that give you hope? I'm sure it does.."
Pokey tilted his head which delivered small crackling and twisting sounds as he gave a crooked smile.
"Cmon.. Tell me. Tell me if you wanna take that chance. It'll free all your friends and free you of that pain."
She perked up. She could be…better? Cured?
But…isn’t that a possible trick?
…She’d take that chance though. If she could make it to the theater that is…
“Promise…no tricks?”
She stared at her watch, broken and apotheosis-logged. Paul’s own watch.
She never heard the stories of the apotheosis, just saw Paul get weaker and weaker as the apotheosis killed him. It really was a sickness.
…Maybe she should go back to PEIP…
He held his hand out as he grinned
"On my soul."
This universe was doomed from the start. He'd always restart it or find a way to infect a new one. He doesn't know why he does it, he just loves to see people be in pain and forced to die and sing.
Lili took the outstretched hand without a word, not believing it but wanting a chance to not feel…dead. Or…whatever this was.
She wanted the singing to stop, she wanted it all to stop.
For the moment, Lili felt relief. She now had a chance. A chance to stop everything and save the town before it would either be restarted or discontinued to relive it all again.
"Remember.. Starlight theatre. As T'noy would say.. Tick. Fucking. Tock."
He laughed as he the disappeared.
Lili shuddered, getting to her feet. She made her way down to the theater carefully, the singing barely a whisper in her head
The air was thick with echoes of singing. As she got closer and closer to the theatre, the more the infected roamed.
They all seemed dead. Intestines were blue and exposed and so were bones and flesh. Some were completely fine but only had bullet wounds. Pokey could be heard laughing before it went silent again.
Lili walked, looking confused and scared. She flinched at the laughs, wanting to run and hide.
"Cmon Lils.. Are you scared? Don't you wanna save your friends? I know you wanna.."
Pokey's voice echoed in her head as he had a malicious tone, as if he had something in mind.
She nods to no one, walking up to the stage. She seems to move almost on autopilot.
There sat the meteor. The one Pokey placed just for her.. And only her. Paul was already infected and he stood there waiting for her. Pokey spoke to her as he had a joking tone.
"See that? That's my other favorite toy, Paul. He didn't last long this time, now did he? Heh."
“Paul. I know Paul. Course…”
She looked over to Paul, cringing as her voice came out like a melodic song. They want to punch Pokey straight in the face.
"Of course you do. He was kinda a piece of shit though.. He deserved what came to him. Now, I dare you to go break that meteor.."
“He wasn’t…- Wh-What will happen if I break it? How do I break it?”
"Why would I tell you? You want it to stop right? Just do as I say and you'll be free.."
“But I don’t know what to do”
"Find anything that can break a rock.. A bat or maybe an explosion."
Pokey giggles and stopped talking as his giggle echoed.
What do you want with me… ?
- @lils-spankoff
(( OOC. in her lore she’s been infected by Pokey a fuckton and all… ))
"Oh nothing, even if I did want something from you I obviously wouldn't tell you. That'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it Lils? Not smart at all.. Not smart at all."
Pokey smiled as he held his mask near his and let out a chuckle.
“It’s Lili. Or Liliana. The nickname there is reserved for close people…You are not one.”
She coughs up apotheosis, her voice melodic through and through, worse in the god’s presence. The poor girl was a mess, blue embedded in her skin resembling vitiligo, her skin pale and almost sickly, even. Apotheosis was pouring from her nose and mouth, and it almost felt to her like her insides were wrapped with string. She felt horrible. What did Pokey want.
"Awww, whats wrong Lils? Can't fight back the apotheosis? Face it, no one can even if they wanted. Sooner or later you'll be singing a sweet tune that'll be spread across town. One by one they'll become apart of the HIVE.
Pokey began to circle around her as he chuckled. He clasped her shoulders and leaned over her and pointed towards an open land.
"See that? Imagine there are small tiny humans singing and dancing at THAT spot. Wouldn't it be fun to listen to? Ohh I just know it will." He grinned.
She flinched at the touch, shaking her head. She doesn’t want this. It’s been too much. She’s lost people to this, she doesn’t want to get lost to this. She’s been trying to fight this. She doesn’t know how…
She doesn’t want this.
She doesn’t want the apotheosis.
“N-No…no singing, no dancing. No. Just…-” She coughed up more apotheosis, her eyes beginning to glow bright blue, from the specks of blue left in her eyes. The green faded and only blue seemed to remain. “Stop.”
"Woo! Wouldn't you look at all that blue coming out of your body. It'll seep into your pores while it slowly infects that brain of yours. You'll be joining some of your 'friends' in a minute Lils! You'll dance and dance until you die as I remodel the world in a MUSICAL."
Pokey kicked Lilian down as he squatted beside them.
"I say you're just a pathetic girl that tries too hard to be different.. Who wants to be powerful and more controlling than others. But I won't allow that, now will I? No.. I won't"
God, she’d actually prefer the hell of the Box over this.
She groans, so weak, wiping the apotheosis from her face. This time it progressed fast, with so much of it already left over in her body from the last times she’d been infected, somehow getting free of it. It was tough to manage, all of this. Lili had already been getting weaker and more of a mess with the apotheosis infecting her. The apotheosis didn’t seem to take too kindly to live hosts.
She coughs up more apotheosis, some blue blood mixed in. She dug her nails into the claw scars across her face, just wanting it all to stop.
She couldn’t manage a word this time, she just wanted to get away.
"Hm.. What if I gave you an option? Since you're my favorite plaything, of course! Besides Paul.. I believe I should give a chance to beat this so called illness. All you have to do is go to that theatre. Now, how does that sound hm? Does that give you hope? I'm sure it does.."
Pokey tilted his head which delivered small crackling and twisting sounds as he gave a crooked smile.
"Cmon.. Tell me. Tell me if you wanna take that chance. It'll free all your friends and free you of that pain."
She perked up. She could be…better? Cured?
But…isn’t that a possible trick?
…She’d take that chance though. If she could make it to the theater that is…
“Promise…no tricks?”
She stared at her watch, broken and apotheosis-logged. Paul’s own watch.
She never heard the stories of the apotheosis, just saw Paul get weaker and weaker as the apotheosis killed him. It really was a sickness.
…Maybe she should go back to PEIP…
He held his hand out as he grinned
"On my soul."
This universe was doomed from the start. He'd always restart it or find a way to infect a new one. He doesn't know why he does it, he just loves to see people be in pain and forced to die and sing.
Lili took the outstretched hand without a word, not believing it but wanting a chance to not feel…dead. Or…whatever this was.
She wanted the singing to stop, she wanted it all to stop.
For the moment, Lili felt relief. She now had a chance. A chance to stop everything and save the town before it would either be restarted or discontinued to relive it all again.
"Remember.. Starlight theatre. As T'noy would say.. Tick. Fucking. Tock."
He laughed as he the disappeared.
Lili shuddered, getting to her feet. She made her way down to the theater carefully, the singing barely a whisper in her head
The air was thick with echoes of singing. As she got closer and closer to the theatre, the more the infected roamed.
They all seemed dead. Intestines were blue and exposed and so were bones and flesh. Some were completely fine but only had bullet wounds. Pokey could be heard laughing before it went silent again.
Lili walked, looking confused and scared. She flinched at the laughs, wanting to run and hide.
"Cmon Lils.. Are you scared? Don't you wanna save your friends? I know you wanna.."
Pokey's voice echoed in her head as he had a malicious tone, as if he had something in mind.
She nods to no one, walking up to the stage. She seems to move almost on autopilot.
There sat the meteor. The one Pokey placed just for her.. And only her. Paul was already infected and he stood there waiting for her. Pokey spoke to her as he had a joking tone.
"See that? That's my other favorite toy, Paul. He didn't last long this time, now did he? Heh."
“Paul. I know Paul. Course…”
She looked over to Paul, cringing as her voice came out like a melodic song. They want to punch Pokey straight in the face.
"Of course you do. He was kinda a piece of shit though.. He deserved what came to him. Now, I dare you to go break that meteor.."
“He wasn’t…- Wh-What will happen if I break it? How do I break it?”
"Why would I tell you? You want it to stop right? Just do as I say and you'll be free.."
Why do you look like you want to kiss Wilbur.
...i don't know what you're talking about.
Wiggly, do you have something to tell us?
no. i don't.
Are you sure about that?
I DON'T WANT TO KISS WILBUR.
DAMN! Alright, alright. Why so defensive?
i'm not.
Uh-huh.. so you wouldn’t mind it if I put him in my bastards box? Or let Nibbly eat him again? Or let Pokey infect him?
I'M GOING TO SCREAM.
Why? I thought you didn’t like him? Like.. at all?
right, i don't like him.
Then why are you going to scream?
i'm done with this conversation, tinky.
Why? Are you going to scream because you like him and don’t want to see him hurt? Or because maybe you love him? Or maybe you’re gonna scream because you know I know?? The possibilities are endless, you know?
you are annoying me.
Aww, really? Little ol’ me? Annoying you?? Never!
literally all the time.
You’re so mean to me! I am nothing but nice to you!!
Anyway, I’m gonna go put Wilbur in my Bastard’s Box, since you clearly don’t care about him.
NO!!! DO NOT!!!!!
WHY NOT, DEAR BROTHER?
BECAUSE I SAID NOT TO. >:(
WHY?!
BECAUSE.
BECAUSE YOU LOVE HIM?! IS THAT IT?!??!
...no. i don't love him.
How come you won’t let me put him in my box then? We don’t really need him anymore.
there's something special about him.
he could be useful at some point, who knows?
Special? In what way?
just ignore that. focus on the last part.
I mean, i guess, but right now he’s doing nothing. Can’t I keep him in my box until he has something for us? Please? I promise I’ll be nice to him!
DAMN! Why so defensive??
i don't want him going into your box.
How come?! Would you rather he just.. wanders around?? That’s no fun.
i don't think he would want to be in there.
..Does it look like i care?
Speaking of care, WHY DO YOU CARE?!
moving on.
Uh, NO! I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU CARE!!
well.
WELL WHAT!?!? TELL ME!!!!
let's change the subject.
You’re no fun.
what??? i'm fun!!
"What a liar.." pokey the instigator
STOP BEING MEAN TO ME!!!!
"STOP YELLING AT ME!!!"
".. Lil bitch."
i'm literally done with you already.
"I'm just getting started, so you better be ready."
Why do you look like you want to kiss Wilbur.
...i don't know what you're talking about.
Wiggly, do you have something to tell us?
no. i don't.
Are you sure about that?
I DON'T WANT TO KISS WILBUR.
DAMN! Alright, alright. Why so defensive?
i'm not.
Uh-huh.. so you wouldn’t mind it if I put him in my bastards box? Or let Nibbly eat him again? Or let Pokey infect him?
I'M GOING TO SCREAM.
Why? I thought you didn’t like him? Like.. at all?
right, i don't like him.
Then why are you going to scream?
i'm done with this conversation, tinky.
Why? Are you going to scream because you like him and don’t want to see him hurt? Or because maybe you love him? Or maybe you’re gonna scream because you know I know?? The possibilities are endless, you know?
you are annoying me.
Aww, really? Little ol’ me? Annoying you?? Never!
literally all the time.
You’re so mean to me! I am nothing but nice to you!!
Anyway, I’m gonna go put Wilbur in my Bastard’s Box, since you clearly don’t care about him.
NO!!! DO NOT!!!!!
WHY NOT, DEAR BROTHER?
BECAUSE I SAID NOT TO. >:(
WHY?!
BECAUSE.
BECAUSE YOU LOVE HIM?! IS THAT IT?!??!
...no. i don't love him.
How come you won’t let me put him in my box then? We don’t really need him anymore.
there's something special about him.
he could be useful at some point, who knows?
Special? In what way?
just ignore that. focus on the last part.
I mean, i guess, but right now he’s doing nothing. Can’t I keep him in my box until he has something for us? Please? I promise I’ll be nice to him!
DAMN! Why so defensive??
i don't want him going into your box.
How come?! Would you rather he just.. wanders around?? That’s no fun.
i don't think he would want to be in there.
..Does it look like i care?
Speaking of care, WHY DO YOU CARE?!
moving on.
Uh, NO! I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU CARE!!
well.
WELL WHAT!?!? TELL ME!!!!
let's change the subject.
You’re no fun.
what??? i'm fun!!
"What a liar.." pokey the instigator
STOP BEING MEAN TO ME!!!!
"STOP YELLING AT ME!!!"
".. Lil bitch."
Why do you look like you want to kiss Wilbur.
...i don't know what you're talking about.
Wiggly, do you have something to tell us?
no. i don't.
Are you sure about that?
I DON'T WANT TO KISS WILBUR.
DAMN! Alright, alright. Why so defensive?
i'm not.
Uh-huh.. so you wouldn’t mind it if I put him in my bastards box? Or let Nibbly eat him again? Or let Pokey infect him?
I'M GOING TO SCREAM.
Why? I thought you didn’t like him? Like.. at all?
right, i don't like him.
Then why are you going to scream?
i'm done with this conversation, tinky.
Why? Are you going to scream because you like him and don’t want to see him hurt? Or because maybe you love him? Or maybe you’re gonna scream because you know I know?? The possibilities are endless, you know?
you are annoying me.
Aww, really? Little ol’ me? Annoying you?? Never!
literally all the time.
You’re so mean to me! I am nothing but nice to you!!
Anyway, I’m gonna go put Wilbur in my Bastard’s Box, since you clearly don’t care about him.
NO!!! DO NOT!!!!!
WHY NOT, DEAR BROTHER?
BECAUSE I SAID NOT TO. >:(
WHY?!
BECAUSE.
BECAUSE YOU LOVE HIM?! IS THAT IT?!??!
...no. i don't love him.
How come you won’t let me put him in my box then? We don’t really need him anymore.
there's something special about him.
he could be useful at some point, who knows?
Special? In what way?
just ignore that. focus on the last part.
I mean, i guess, but right now he’s doing nothing. Can’t I keep him in my box until he has something for us? Please? I promise I’ll be nice to him!
DAMN! Why so defensive??
i don't want him going into your box.
How come?! Would you rather he just.. wanders around?? That’s no fun.
i don't think he would want to be in there.
..Does it look like i care?
Speaking of care, WHY DO YOU CARE?!
moving on.
Uh, NO! I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU CARE!!
well.
WELL WHAT!?!? TELL ME!!!!
let's change the subject.
You’re no fun.
what??? i'm fun!!
"What a liar.." pokey the instigator
STOP BEING MEAN TO ME!!!!
"STOP YELLING AT ME!!!"
Why do you look like you want to kiss Wilbur.
...i don't know what you're talking about.
Wiggly, do you have something to tell us?
no. i don't.
Are you sure about that?
I DON'T WANT TO KISS WILBUR.
DAMN! Alright, alright. Why so defensive?
i'm not.
Uh-huh.. so you wouldn’t mind it if I put him in my bastards box? Or let Nibbly eat him again? Or let Pokey infect him?
I'M GOING TO SCREAM.
Why? I thought you didn’t like him? Like.. at all?
right, i don't like him.
Then why are you going to scream?
i'm done with this conversation, tinky.
Why? Are you going to scream because you like him and don’t want to see him hurt? Or because maybe you love him? Or maybe you’re gonna scream because you know I know?? The possibilities are endless, you know?
you are annoying me.
Aww, really? Little ol’ me? Annoying you?? Never!
literally all the time.
You’re so mean to me! I am nothing but nice to you!!
Anyway, I’m gonna go put Wilbur in my Bastard’s Box, since you clearly don’t care about him.
NO!!! DO NOT!!!!!
WHY NOT, DEAR BROTHER?
BECAUSE I SAID NOT TO. >:(
WHY?!
BECAUSE.
BECAUSE YOU LOVE HIM?! IS THAT IT?!??!
...no. i don't love him.
How come you won’t let me put him in my box then? We don’t really need him anymore.
there's something special about him.
he could be useful at some point, who knows?
Special? In what way?
just ignore that. focus on the last part.
I mean, i guess, but right now he’s doing nothing. Can’t I keep him in my box until he has something for us? Please? I promise I’ll be nice to him!
DAMN! Why so defensive??
i don't want him going into your box.
How come?! Would you rather he just.. wanders around?? That’s no fun.
i don't think he would want to be in there.
..Does it look like i care?
Speaking of care, WHY DO YOU CARE?!
moving on.
Uh, NO! I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU CARE!!
well.
WELL WHAT!?!? TELL ME!!!!
let's change the subject.
You’re no fun.
what??? i'm fun!!
"What a liar.." pokey the instigator
Why do you look like you want to kiss Wilbur.
...i don't know what you're talking about.
Wiggly, do you have something to tell us?
no. i don't.
Are you sure about that?
I DON'T WANT TO KISS WILBUR.
DAMN! Alright, alright. Why so defensive?
i'm not.
Uh-huh.. so you wouldn’t mind it if I put him in my bastards box? Or let Nibbly eat him again? Or let Pokey infect him?
I'M GOING TO SCREAM.
Why? I thought you didn’t like him? Like.. at all?
right, i don't like him.
Then why are you going to scream?
i'm done with this conversation, tinky.
Why? Are you going to scream because you like him and don’t want to see him hurt? Or because maybe you love him? Or maybe you’re gonna scream because you know I know?? The possibilities are endless, you know?
you are annoying me.
Aww, really? Little ol’ me? Annoying you?? Never!
literally all the time.
You’re so mean to me! I am nothing but nice to you!!
Anyway, I’m gonna go put Wilbur in my Bastard’s Box, since you clearly don’t care about him.
NO!!! DO NOT!!!!!
WHY NOT, DEAR BROTHER?
BECAUSE I SAID NOT TO. >:(
WHY?!
BECAUSE.
BECAUSE YOU LOVE HIM?! IS THAT IT?!??!
...no. i don't love him.
How come you won’t let me put him in my box then? We don’t really need him anymore.
there's something special about him.
he could be useful at some point, who knows?
Special? In what way?
just ignore that. focus on the last part.
I mean, i guess, but right now he’s doing nothing. Can’t I keep him in my box until he has something for us? Please? I promise I’ll be nice to him!
DAMN! Why so defensive??
i don't want him going into your box.
How come?! Would you rather he just.. wanders around?? That’s no fun.
i don't think he would want to be in there.
..Does it look like i care?
Speaking of care, WHY DO YOU CARE?!
moving on.
Uh, NO! I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU CARE!!
well.
Because he totally has the feels for that Wilbur boy or something. Then again Wilbur is kinda old.. He wouldn't last a day in that damn box T'noy.
What do you want with me… ?
- @lils-spankoff
(( OOC. in her lore she’s been infected by Pokey a fuckton and all… ))
"Oh nothing, even if I did want something from you I obviously wouldn't tell you. That'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it Lils? Not smart at all.. Not smart at all."
Pokey smiled as he held his mask near his and let out a chuckle.
“It’s Lili. Or Liliana. The nickname there is reserved for close people…You are not one.”
She coughs up apotheosis, her voice melodic through and through, worse in the god’s presence. The poor girl was a mess, blue embedded in her skin resembling vitiligo, her skin pale and almost sickly, even. Apotheosis was pouring from her nose and mouth, and it almost felt to her like her insides were wrapped with string. She felt horrible. What did Pokey want.
"Awww, whats wrong Lils? Can't fight back the apotheosis? Face it, no one can even if they wanted. Sooner or later you'll be singing a sweet tune that'll be spread across town. One by one they'll become apart of the HIVE.
Pokey began to circle around her as he chuckled. He clasped her shoulders and leaned over her and pointed towards an open land.
"See that? Imagine there are small tiny humans singing and dancing at THAT spot. Wouldn't it be fun to listen to? Ohh I just know it will." He grinned.
She flinched at the touch, shaking her head. She doesn’t want this. It’s been too much. She’s lost people to this, she doesn’t want to get lost to this. She’s been trying to fight this. She doesn’t know how…
She doesn’t want this.
She doesn’t want the apotheosis.
“N-No…no singing, no dancing. No. Just…-” She coughed up more apotheosis, her eyes beginning to glow bright blue, from the specks of blue left in her eyes. The green faded and only blue seemed to remain. “Stop.”
"Woo! Wouldn't you look at all that blue coming out of your body. It'll seep into your pores while it slowly infects that brain of yours. You'll be joining some of your 'friends' in a minute Lils! You'll dance and dance until you die as I remodel the world in a MUSICAL."
Pokey kicked Lilian down as he squatted beside them.
"I say you're just a pathetic girl that tries too hard to be different.. Who wants to be powerful and more controlling than others. But I won't allow that, now will I? No.. I won't"
God, she’d actually prefer the hell of the Box over this.
She groans, so weak, wiping the apotheosis from her face. This time it progressed fast, with so much of it already left over in her body from the last times she’d been infected, somehow getting free of it. It was tough to manage, all of this. Lili had already been getting weaker and more of a mess with the apotheosis infecting her. The apotheosis didn’t seem to take too kindly to live hosts.
She coughs up more apotheosis, some blue blood mixed in. She dug her nails into the claw scars across her face, just wanting it all to stop.
She couldn’t manage a word this time, she just wanted to get away.
"Hm.. What if I gave you an option? Since you're my favorite plaything, of course! Besides Paul.. I believe I should give a chance to beat this so called illness. All you have to do is go to that theatre. Now, how does that sound hm? Does that give you hope? I'm sure it does.."
Pokey tilted his head which delivered small crackling and twisting sounds as he gave a crooked smile.
"Cmon.. Tell me. Tell me if you wanna take that chance. It'll free all your friends and free you of that pain."
She perked up. She could be…better? Cured?
But…isn’t that a possible trick?
…She’d take that chance though. If she could make it to the theater that is…
“Promise…no tricks?”
She stared at her watch, broken and apotheosis-logged. Paul’s own watch.
She never heard the stories of the apotheosis, just saw Paul get weaker and weaker as the apotheosis killed him. It really was a sickness.
…Maybe she should go back to PEIP…
He held his hand out as he grinned
"On my soul."
This universe was doomed from the start. He'd always restart it or find a way to infect a new one. He doesn't know why he does it, he just loves to see people be in pain and forced to die and sing.
Lili took the outstretched hand without a word, not believing it but wanting a chance to not feel…dead. Or…whatever this was.
She wanted the singing to stop, she wanted it all to stop.
For the moment, Lili felt relief. She now had a chance. A chance to stop everything and save the town before it would either be restarted or discontinued to relive it all again.
"Remember.. Starlight theatre. As T'noy would say.. Tick. Fucking. Tock."
He laughed as he the disappeared.
Lili shuddered, getting to her feet. She made her way down to the theater carefully, the singing barely a whisper in her head
The air was thick with echoes of singing. As she got closer and closer to the theatre, the more the infected roamed.
They all seemed dead. Intestines were blue and exposed and so were bones and flesh. Some were completely fine but only had bullet wounds. Pokey could be heard laughing before it went silent again.
Lili walked, looking confused and scared. She flinched at the laughs, wanting to run and hide.
"Cmon Lils.. Are you scared? Don't you wanna save your friends? I know you wanna.."
Pokey's voice echoed in her head as he had a malicious tone, as if he had something in mind.
She nods to no one, walking up to the stage. She seems to move almost on autopilot.
There sat the meteor. The one Pokey placed just for her.. And only her. Paul was already infected and he stood there waiting for her. Pokey spoke to her as he had a joking tone.
"See that? That's my other favorite toy, Paul. He didn't last long this time, now did he? Heh."
“Paul. I know Paul. Course…”
She looked over to Paul, cringing as her voice came out like a melodic song. They want to punch Pokey straight in the face.
"Of course you do. He was kinda a piece of shit though.. He deserved what came to him. Now, I dare you to go break that meteor.."
{ @blikiotep }
Don’t be so hard on our brother, Pokey. He’s simply doing his best with the limited IQ he was bestowed.
I remember when he used to be so smart, torturing whoever he wanted. But now he's been dropped on his head to many times.
But, whatever, I'll try not to be so harsh.
Believe it or not his many concussions have nothing to do with his new found lack of bloodlust.
He had discovered a mortal who has his near undivided attention.
A Ted Spankoffski.
A Ted Spankoffski? Oh god, I think I remember someone named Ted after the universe I infected. Do you remember Paul? I believe this "Ted Spankoffski" was his alcoholic coworker, he was also a sleazeball.
You are correct, dearest brother!
I do not understand it, there are so many mortals in Hatchetfield to watch and he picks a singular one? It’s too obsessive, even for our Tinky.
"Maybe it's something we don't know about him that makes him special? But, from what I've seen, he's not too much of an important or special person. He's an alcoholic sleazeball! As said before.."
Everyone has their favorite type of entertainment, and perhaps T’noy enjoys the…sleazeball-ness that Ted has to offer.
I must admit if I could throw Alice and her little dad in a hell of their own making again I would. That must make them my ‘Blorbos’, as our brother puts it.
"The hell is a blorbo? Whatever.. I guess I understand what he means. I like to torment Paul from time to time."
What do you want with me… ?
- @lils-spankoff
(( OOC. in her lore she’s been infected by Pokey a fuckton and all… ))
"Oh nothing, even if I did want something from you I obviously wouldn't tell you. That'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it Lils? Not smart at all.. Not smart at all."
Pokey smiled as he held his mask near his and let out a chuckle.
“It’s Lili. Or Liliana. The nickname there is reserved for close people…You are not one.”
She coughs up apotheosis, her voice melodic through and through, worse in the god’s presence. The poor girl was a mess, blue embedded in her skin resembling vitiligo, her skin pale and almost sickly, even. Apotheosis was pouring from her nose and mouth, and it almost felt to her like her insides were wrapped with string. She felt horrible. What did Pokey want.
"Awww, whats wrong Lils? Can't fight back the apotheosis? Face it, no one can even if they wanted. Sooner or later you'll be singing a sweet tune that'll be spread across town. One by one they'll become apart of the HIVE.
Pokey began to circle around her as he chuckled. He clasped her shoulders and leaned over her and pointed towards an open land.
"See that? Imagine there are small tiny humans singing and dancing at THAT spot. Wouldn't it be fun to listen to? Ohh I just know it will." He grinned.
She flinched at the touch, shaking her head. She doesn’t want this. It’s been too much. She’s lost people to this, she doesn’t want to get lost to this. She’s been trying to fight this. She doesn’t know how…
She doesn’t want this.
She doesn’t want the apotheosis.
“N-No…no singing, no dancing. No. Just…-” She coughed up more apotheosis, her eyes beginning to glow bright blue, from the specks of blue left in her eyes. The green faded and only blue seemed to remain. “Stop.”
"Woo! Wouldn't you look at all that blue coming out of your body. It'll seep into your pores while it slowly infects that brain of yours. You'll be joining some of your 'friends' in a minute Lils! You'll dance and dance until you die as I remodel the world in a MUSICAL."
Pokey kicked Lilian down as he squatted beside them.
"I say you're just a pathetic girl that tries too hard to be different.. Who wants to be powerful and more controlling than others. But I won't allow that, now will I? No.. I won't"
God, she’d actually prefer the hell of the Box over this.
She groans, so weak, wiping the apotheosis from her face. This time it progressed fast, with so much of it already left over in her body from the last times she’d been infected, somehow getting free of it. It was tough to manage, all of this. Lili had already been getting weaker and more of a mess with the apotheosis infecting her. The apotheosis didn’t seem to take too kindly to live hosts.
She coughs up more apotheosis, some blue blood mixed in. She dug her nails into the claw scars across her face, just wanting it all to stop.
She couldn’t manage a word this time, she just wanted to get away.
"Hm.. What if I gave you an option? Since you're my favorite plaything, of course! Besides Paul.. I believe I should give a chance to beat this so called illness. All you have to do is go to that theatre. Now, how does that sound hm? Does that give you hope? I'm sure it does.."
Pokey tilted his head which delivered small crackling and twisting sounds as he gave a crooked smile.
"Cmon.. Tell me. Tell me if you wanna take that chance. It'll free all your friends and free you of that pain."
She perked up. She could be…better? Cured?
But…isn’t that a possible trick?
…She’d take that chance though. If she could make it to the theater that is…
“Promise…no tricks?”
She stared at her watch, broken and apotheosis-logged. Paul’s own watch.
She never heard the stories of the apotheosis, just saw Paul get weaker and weaker as the apotheosis killed him. It really was a sickness.
…Maybe she should go back to PEIP…
He held his hand out as he grinned
"On my soul."
This universe was doomed from the start. He'd always restart it or find a way to infect a new one. He doesn't know why he does it, he just loves to see people be in pain and forced to die and sing.
Lili took the outstretched hand without a word, not believing it but wanting a chance to not feel…dead. Or…whatever this was.
She wanted the singing to stop, she wanted it all to stop.
For the moment, Lili felt relief. She now had a chance. A chance to stop everything and save the town before it would either be restarted or discontinued to relive it all again.
"Remember.. Starlight theatre. As T'noy would say.. Tick. Fucking. Tock."
He laughed as he the disappeared.
Lili shuddered, getting to her feet. She made her way down to the theater carefully, the singing barely a whisper in her head
The air was thick with echoes of singing. As she got closer and closer to the theatre, the more the infected roamed.
They all seemed dead. Intestines were blue and exposed and so were bones and flesh. Some were completely fine but only had bullet wounds. Pokey could be heard laughing before it went silent again.
Lili walked, looking confused and scared. She flinched at the laughs, wanting to run and hide.
"Cmon Lils.. Are you scared? Don't you wanna save your friends? I know you wanna.."
Pokey's voice echoed in her head as he had a malicious tone, as if he had something in mind.
She nods to no one, walking up to the stage. She seems to move almost on autopilot.
There sat the meteor. The one Pokey placed just for her.. And only her. Paul was already infected and he stood there waiting for her. Pokey spoke to her as he had a joking tone.
"See that? That's my other favorite toy, Paul. He didn't last long this time, now did he? Heh."
What do you want with me… ?
- @lils-spankoff
(( OOC. in her lore she’s been infected by Pokey a fuckton and all… ))
"Oh nothing, even if I did want something from you I obviously wouldn't tell you. That'd be unprofessional, wouldn't it Lils? Not smart at all.. Not smart at all."
Pokey smiled as he held his mask near his and let out a chuckle.
“It’s Lili. Or Liliana. The nickname there is reserved for close people…You are not one.”
She coughs up apotheosis, her voice melodic through and through, worse in the god’s presence. The poor girl was a mess, blue embedded in her skin resembling vitiligo, her skin pale and almost sickly, even. Apotheosis was pouring from her nose and mouth, and it almost felt to her like her insides were wrapped with string. She felt horrible. What did Pokey want.
"Awww, whats wrong Lils? Can't fight back the apotheosis? Face it, no one can even if they wanted. Sooner or later you'll be singing a sweet tune that'll be spread across town. One by one they'll become apart of the HIVE.
Pokey began to circle around her as he chuckled. He clasped her shoulders and leaned over her and pointed towards an open land.
"See that? Imagine there are small tiny humans singing and dancing at THAT spot. Wouldn't it be fun to listen to? Ohh I just know it will." He grinned.
She flinched at the touch, shaking her head. She doesn’t want this. It’s been too much. She’s lost people to this, she doesn’t want to get lost to this. She’s been trying to fight this. She doesn’t know how…
She doesn’t want this.
She doesn’t want the apotheosis.
“N-No…no singing, no dancing. No. Just…-” She coughed up more apotheosis, her eyes beginning to glow bright blue, from the specks of blue left in her eyes. The green faded and only blue seemed to remain. “Stop.”
"Woo! Wouldn't you look at all that blue coming out of your body. It'll seep into your pores while it slowly infects that brain of yours. You'll be joining some of your 'friends' in a minute Lils! You'll dance and dance until you die as I remodel the world in a MUSICAL."
Pokey kicked Lilian down as he squatted beside them.
"I say you're just a pathetic girl that tries too hard to be different.. Who wants to be powerful and more controlling than others. But I won't allow that, now will I? No.. I won't"
God, she’d actually prefer the hell of the Box over this.
She groans, so weak, wiping the apotheosis from her face. This time it progressed fast, with so much of it already left over in her body from the last times she’d been infected, somehow getting free of it. It was tough to manage, all of this. Lili had already been getting weaker and more of a mess with the apotheosis infecting her. The apotheosis didn’t seem to take too kindly to live hosts.
She coughs up more apotheosis, some blue blood mixed in. She dug her nails into the claw scars across her face, just wanting it all to stop.
She couldn’t manage a word this time, she just wanted to get away.
"Hm.. What if I gave you an option? Since you're my favorite plaything, of course! Besides Paul.. I believe I should give a chance to beat this so called illness. All you have to do is go to that theatre. Now, how does that sound hm? Does that give you hope? I'm sure it does.."
Pokey tilted his head which delivered small crackling and twisting sounds as he gave a crooked smile.
"Cmon.. Tell me. Tell me if you wanna take that chance. It'll free all your friends and free you of that pain."
She perked up. She could be…better? Cured?
But…isn’t that a possible trick?
…She’d take that chance though. If she could make it to the theater that is…
“Promise…no tricks?”
She stared at her watch, broken and apotheosis-logged. Paul’s own watch.
She never heard the stories of the apotheosis, just saw Paul get weaker and weaker as the apotheosis killed him. It really was a sickness.
…Maybe she should go back to PEIP…
He held his hand out as he grinned
"On my soul."
This universe was doomed from the start. He'd always restart it or find a way to infect a new one. He doesn't know why he does it, he just loves to see people be in pain and forced to die and sing.
Lili took the outstretched hand without a word, not believing it but wanting a chance to not feel…dead. Or…whatever this was.
She wanted the singing to stop, she wanted it all to stop.
For the moment, Lili felt relief. She now had a chance. A chance to stop everything and save the town before it would either be restarted or discontinued to relive it all again.
"Remember.. Starlight theatre. As T'noy would say.. Tick. Fucking. Tock."
He laughed as he the disappeared.
Lili shuddered, getting to her feet. She made her way down to the theater carefully, the singing barely a whisper in her head
The air was thick with echoes of singing. As she got closer and closer to the theatre, the more the infected roamed.
They all seemed dead. Intestines were blue and exposed and so were bones and flesh. Some were completely fine but only had bullet wounds. Pokey could be heard laughing before it went silent again.
Lili walked, looking confused and scared. She flinched at the laughs, wanting to run and hide.
"Cmon Lils.. Are you scared? Don't you wanna save your friends? I know you wanna.."
Pokey's voice echoed in her head as he had a malicious tone, as if he had something in mind.
{ @blikiotep }
Don’t be so hard on our brother, Pokey. He’s simply doing his best with the limited IQ he was bestowed.
I remember when he used to be so smart, torturing whoever he wanted. But now he's been dropped on his head to many times.
But, whatever, I'll try not to be so harsh.
Believe it or not his many concussions have nothing to do with his new found lack of bloodlust.
He had discovered a mortal who has his near undivided attention.
A Ted Spankoffski.
A Ted Spankoffski? Oh god, I think I remember someone named Ted after the universe I infected. Do you remember Paul? I believe this "Ted Spankoffski" was his alcoholic coworker, he was also a sleazeball.
You are correct, dearest brother!
I do not understand it, there are so many mortals in Hatchetfield to watch and he picks a singular one? It’s too obsessive, even for our Tinky.
"Maybe it's something we don't know about him that makes him special? But, from what I've seen, he's not too much of an important or special person. He's an alcoholic sleazeball! As said before.."
