BIOHAZARD

You know as well as I do how this one is gonna end. I've gotten this far, I sure as hell am not giving up now. Doesn't matter if I was abandoned and left to rot, I'll kiss your shoes before I just give up and die for you. You wanna know what I'm living for? I once lived for the sake of the ones that loved me, but I'm sure I've been forgotten. Now? I live just to defy death, defy what cruel and twisted world that wants me dead I was thrown into! Indie Sabitsuki and Oreko, plese read about pages and rules

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frozen-feathers replied to your post: //psssssst//pssssst

((You’re baaaaaaaaaaaack!! Hi! :D))

//I am! How u been?

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//save this idiot 2k15

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The gang’s all here!

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i drew another oreko What A Surprise 

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cover for my fanmix w/o text

boy do i die

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i drew an oreko (again)

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//I’m back on this blog hella

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“I think that’s fortunate. Diana always pulls a face and refuses to hold her if Mother asks, but once I walked into the room and she was playing with her with a rattle.” Eleanor smiled, “I thought she might throw it at me when she noticed I was watching.” She wondered if Akasma had seen that in the baby’s dreams; it was nice to think that she could keep an eye on their little sister even when she wasn’t at home. Come to think of it, Eleanor couldn’t remember if the two had ever met in person. Perhaps she’d come to think of her as a guardian angel of sorts.

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She couldn’t help but giggle at the thought. Acting oh so tough, but enamored by the little baby. Maybe it would turn into a relationship similar to Clara and Diana’s, except a little more secluded. Who knew.

“I want to see her face to face one day. I think she sees me as another witch in her dreams when I play with her.”

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Tip, Tap Goes the Rain

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“Well…Not much actually has happened here,” Viola told her as she settled herself in her seat comfortably, “I have met a few visitors. Some possibly human and others…Not really…”

The amount of people coming by had actually seem to be normal people. Not quite what Viola had seen before.

“I think the forest may be controlling itself for my sake now that I’ve been tending to the house as much as I can…I’ve cleaned up a bit.” The blond smiles a bit, though its one of relief instead of sadness whenever she spoke of her old home.

“There’s not a lot of evidence of…The past there anymore. Thank goodness…”

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She nodded. The house loved her it seemed. At least the past had been erased there in case some poor soul happened upon it, but the house seemed to have a mind of it’s own. One could only hope it wouldn’t kill the poor sap that stumbled upon it.

“You should see my dreams now. I could let you run free in there and not have to worry about you.”

She would seal the ways to the other side of the coin, but otherwise she coud let her run free through the worlds and the passages.

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//onwards to Battler!

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“Maybe you just need to build up to being awake slowly again, an hour at a time or something like that. That happens when people are growing up anyway, like Olivia still sleeping in the afternoons sometimes and Asumu’s long naps, so maybe it’s a side effect of being…reborn? I’m not sure if that’s the best way to put it…growing into your new self? Whichever.”

It was the only explanation the child could think of having watched the others’ sleeping habits for years on end. The realm of dreams seemed to want to reclaim it’s witch, but Eleanor knew Akasma was still extremely young for a witch. She’d asked Beatrice how old she was once out of curiosity and had been amazed that she had been alive for a thousand years and that others were older still.

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“Yeah, that’s true.” she mumbled, “I wish I could’ve been there when she was born... but it just didn’t happen. She dreams of all of you you know. When it’s not odd funny shapes she dreams of her family and of her toys. She also dreams of playing with the butterflies, and every other sibling she has. Even Diana.”

She giggled a little, “Poor girl. She doesn’t know Diana very well. “

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Tip, Tap Goes the Rain

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Viola took a slight intake of breath, puffing her cheeks a bit as she pouted at her friend’s words. “The needle and thread just didn’t want to work together, that’s all,” she protested before giving her a smile.

She hoped that her friend wouldn’t bring up any of her past projects. She had managed to succeed well enough to make some stuffed animals and pouches she filled with dried flower petals and herbs that seemed popular for her to sell in town.

The blond took a seat next to her friend and nodded, “About the usual,” she replied and giggled a bit, “Aside from the weeds growing in the garden again now that winter’s over, things haven’t been odd around here.”

And by odd nothing bad.

The small amount of her magic wasn’t something to fret over, it was only moving objects. The house hadn’t gone out of control yet and in fact more and more people seemed to be forgetting about it. Good news for the blond.

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“That’s good to hear.“ It truly was, and in more than one way. It meant that not only did more fabric get saved by Viola improving, but it also meant nothing happened to her while she was gone. Her boyfriend she would deal with later, but for now it was all about Viola.

“I don’t even know which season it is where I am. I’ve slept for so long. I guess I’ll have to wake up after I talk to everyone.”

She needed to catch up with them, and to assure them that she was indeed alive. She leaned up against her friend, “Say, could you tell me about anything I’ve missed? Like with my family, or maybe with people you’ve met....?

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//I NOW HAVE TIME AND MOTIVATION BEFORE THE WEEKEND~!

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cutelittlebottle replied to your post: //I want to send ellen the thing but I...

{If she has no need for redemption, does she really need to be redeemed? Interesting question… }

//I would say all outside opinions would say she does. However, Ellen wouldn’t see the need for it. Who would she redeem to? The people that hate her? To God? No, there’s no reason for redemption. If she redeemed herself, or tried to, she would no longer be Ellen, because she’s reforming to what people want her to be.

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//I want to send ellen the thing but I know that even if there was a way to redeem Ellen she would have no need for it. Like yes her reasons are understandable but what she’ll do to Trevor is like ‘eeeeep no’. And even then I really don’t think she cares for redemption? She won, she got her chance she worked hard for, she got what she wanted, she can have happiness and love. What need would she have of redemption? Hell, why would that even cross her mind?

You can’t redeem a person who won’t redeem themselves