rob cantor will wood

stares at you with my lovely yellow tie Pfp by @whatifieatedpaperlol15 !!!! they are as the epic sigma skibidi.

[rob-will-wood]

After a long election, I, Rob Will Wood, am the president and support the Yuri and Yaoi for Peace Party.

As your president, I promise all we focus on now is keeping the peace that look so long to sustain.

I know there have been a lot of tensions recently, but, together, we can all work to find the cause of this.

Me, Eyebrows, and Paper are making it our sworn duty to keep all Will Woods safe, no matter how bad things get, there will never be another Will War. There will never be another will war…

Now,

CAN I GET A T?

ooc: the old was outdated and somebody pointed it out to me so here’s the new version!!

also he ends all of his speeches with can i get a T

[papermuncher15]

Lalalaaaa paper draww

Other vers

Bonus draw :]

[wafflewillwood]

Round 59 (FiNALS)

Suburbia Overture / Greetings from Mary Bell Township! / (Vampire) Cultur(limit)

Against the Kitchen Floor

Voting ended onJun 11, 2025

Choose carefully. This will decide the outcome of the entire bracket. Do not misclick. Do not vote for one just because you feel bad. Make a deliberate decision. I real every tag, every reblog, I know how you people operate. So, I ask you:

Choose with intention.

[rob-will-wood]

against the kitchen floor Please

[rob-will-wood]

Will Wood’s Solar Panel approaches the offical residence of president Rob Cantor Will Wood. The building is quite impressive, but relatively unguarded.

Solar presses the Ring™ camera door bell, and it does a stupid little chime.

“Yes?" A voice speaks from the speaker.

«It’s Solar. I hope this is a good time.» He speaks in a proper tone, hinted with concern and seriousness.

*He thought about it for a few second, then opened the doors.* Come on in, I have nothing else I’m doing.

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Thank you.»

Solar is dressed more formally, although he usually dresses at least semi formal on a regular day. He keeps a keen eye on his surroundings as he enters, trying best to remain professional and precautionary.

The two enter Rob’s office. Solar takes his seat in the chair opposing Rob’s fancy shmancy one, posture neat.

«So, you wanted me here to discuss the motives of my party?» Solar clarifies, straightening the folds on his shirt.

[rob-will-wood]

”You’re welcome.”

*As Solar walked in he straightened his posture. He wasn’t going to feel too stressed here.*

“Yes, I do. I’ve seen a lot of advertisements around, ones about your party. I’d like to know all about it, and why you’re slandering the YYFPP in them.”

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Well, they’re simply promotion.» Solar begins. «You need members to start a party. And to what you refer to as slander… I suppose our opinions differ on how the YYFPP is functioning.» He faintly smirks.

«By the responses I’ve been receiving from my advertisements, it seems many agree that the YYFPP is dysfunctional- whether that be on the inequality of Hairs and Balds, unrealistic goals, or just a lack of an opposition. A government can’t function with one party, unless it’s a dictatorship.» Solar points out, almost accusingly.

[rob-will-wood]

”Well, I’d say calling it dysfunctional and me a bad leader isn’t exactly promotion, but to each their own.”

“You’re actively trying to weaken my party as well. If you’re angry at the inequality of bald, why did you message Brows and try to take him out of the party?”

“Your party as it is I don’t mind. In fact, in a perfect world I wouldn’t want a single party. It only divides us. And this shows it.”

“I only use the YYFPP as a way to show neutrality. All I want is peace; and for people to get their own decisions.”

“With all this said.”

“You’re trying to weaken my party, and at one point have given one of my friends a breakdown. You’ve been trying to weaken my party as well. How do I know that you aren’t trying to start your own dictatorship? Don’t try to take the moral high ground, Solar Panel.”

“This worked for five years, there weren’t any political battles, and when there were, we had peace. The bald and the haired could live alongside each other. I acknowledge that nobody is above each other. And in your party, you actively try to put down the haired, and even have forced baldness on some.”

“I’d prefer if you don’t contact me or my party members to advertise your party if it’ll actively stress them all out. It feels more unjust than only having one party. I’ll be fine with the existence of your party as long as you don’t start anything. And don’t purposely stress out or threaten anybody, especially those in my party.”

“You threatened the hair. I don’t know if I can believe you saying it was only for attention, Solar Panel.”

*This entire time, Rob had a completely monotone expression and voice. He was nervous, but wasn’t showing it.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«I have not forced baldness on anyone.» I interject firmly. «People may come and go as they please, just like your own party. And the reason why I had contacted Brows was because I truly don’t believe the YYFPP can be trusted. The Woodlings are already stressed living in a one-party state.»

«To be a ‘peace party’ is such a broad term, almost vague. Perfect peace and neutrality within an entire world is impossible, under any realistic scenario. Perhaps shortly, yes, but the repercussions will outweigh the moment.»

«The ‘Kill’ thing was a strong and rather impulsive hook, yes, but who would have noticed otherwise? Would you have rather me come directly up to you and say ‘I’m starting a new party?’ No, because that would lead to a biased censorship.»

«The Antifolicalist Party is not planning to create a dictatorship, but closer to a unitary parliamentary republic. I would hold power, and legislation would be elected by the people.»

Solar keeps his demeanor, but his voice lowers in tone and volume. «There have been concerns on another war, even before my party had risen. War never has or will be my technique to gain power, but corrupt instability will be.»

[rob-will-wood]

”You contacted Brows because you don’t trust his own choice? All that shows is that you’ll try to control any bald people as long as you don’t trust them’ which is completely subjective.”

”You still gave a woodling a threat, think about the people who weren’t able to find out more. Do you think that action could have left some haired woodlings in fear?”

”Besides, in the past when those have tried to start a new party, it’s worked perfectly. Why would that change now? It’s how the hair party started, isn’t it?”

“What if the people didn’t want you to lead? You wont hold an election for your role? You’ll constantly be in power? Even with legislation that seems dangerous, and a way to constantly keep some form of bias on people.”

“How will that instability be gained? If I recovered the YYFPP, would you still grow? How can we trust you won’t support the start of a war for your own personal gain, Panel.”

*He stayed in the exact same tone, and volume, but was fidgeting with a pen a bit.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Yes, because a haired Woodling wouldn’t research further into the threat. They freeze in the face of fear.» His volume is moderate, but the speed at which he speaks quickens.

«It’s different in the way that any other party joining is automatically ‘against peace’ since the YYFPP is in full control. Is my own party centered around peace? No, our name is literally Antifolicalism. Is our party for war? Absolutely not, because war only very rarely benefits others.»

«The legislation has the ability to kick me out and throw anyone else in as they please. If your concern is bias, please refer back to my poster.» He says sour.

«The instability is already occurring, and it will worsen after my upcoming meeting with Evil Simon.»

Rob’s pen falls off of his desk.

«Dear, what’s got you on edge?» Solar picks up the pen and slowly places it back in front of Rob, gazing carefully at him. It’s as if Solar were now dissecting his every move, thought, and reaction.

[rob-will-wood]

*He was listening to all your points, thinking of a response, until you mentioned HIM.* ”…your upcoming meeting with who?”

*His facade dropped for a second, before he focused again.* ”I— didn’t know you knew them. I didn’t think you’d get along, with Evil Simons hair…”

*He looked a lot more nervous now.* *He took the pen back.* ”It’s nothing, I just do that without noticing. Thanks for pointing it out.”

*he sighed.* ”So, your party has meetings with haired people? Like affiliates?”

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Precisely, yes. Haired affiliates. Just because our party is against the Haired doesn’t mean we don’t speak with the Haired, for this meeting is occurring.» Solar shrugs, fascinated by Rob’s strong reaction to Evil Simon. He knew that Simon knows a thing or two about Rob, but perhaps it’s more than just a few.

«It’s nothing awfully complicated.»

[rob-will-wood]

"That's great. that's just great! For a second I thought you'd dislike anyone with hair because of the party name, and you being against peace!"

*He wasn't making eye contact at all.*

"It did seem simple after all, sorry about that!!"

*shit- he's talking with evil simon. great. FUCKING PERFECT. here i thought this could go well. just one interaction. one that actually decides not to go just HORRIBLY. great. this is great. just. you may have to end this meeting quick. just.*

"so, you havent discussed with evil simon? how did you two even meet."

[willwoodssolarpanel]

Solar rolls his eyes with a light tsk at his sarcasm.

«No, not entirely. He came to me after seeing my advertisement, mainly to clarify over the whole ‘must be fully bald’ thing- Which is how we determined the affiliation status. Sorry, is he of interest in our meeting?» Solar questions pointedly, clearly a bit frustrated with Rob’s attitude.

[rob-will-wood]

“Right. I got distracted.”

*He cleared his throat.* ”I think I’ve heard a lot about your party I didn’t exactly clarify beforehand. So, if you’d like. This meeting can be over. I hope we can make some sort of agreement in the future, and not be too violent.”

*he clearly doesn’t want you in there anymore.*

[rob-will-wood]

Will Wood’s Solar Panel approaches the offical residence of president Rob Cantor Will Wood. The building is quite impressive, but relatively unguarded.

Solar presses the Ring™ camera door bell, and it does a stupid little chime.

“Yes?" A voice speaks from the speaker.

«It’s Solar. I hope this is a good time.» He speaks in a proper tone, hinted with concern and seriousness.

*He thought about it for a few second, then opened the doors.* Come on in, I have nothing else I’m doing.

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Thank you.»

Solar is dressed more formally, although he usually dresses at least semi formal on a regular day. He keeps a keen eye on his surroundings as he enters, trying best to remain professional and precautionary.

The two enter Rob’s office. Solar takes his seat in the chair opposing Rob’s fancy shmancy one, posture neat.

«So, you wanted me here to discuss the motives of my party?» Solar clarifies, straightening the folds on his shirt.

[rob-will-wood]

”You’re welcome.”

*As Solar walked in he straightened his posture. He wasn’t going to feel too stressed here.*

“Yes, I do. I’ve seen a lot of advertisements around, ones about your party. I’d like to know all about it, and why you’re slandering the YYFPP in them.”

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Well, they’re simply promotion.» Solar begins. «You need members to start a party. And to what you refer to as slander… I suppose our opinions differ on how the YYFPP is functioning.» He faintly smirks.

«By the responses I’ve been receiving from my advertisements, it seems many agree that the YYFPP is dysfunctional- whether that be on the inequality of Hairs and Balds, unrealistic goals, or just a lack of an opposition. A government can’t function with one party, unless it’s a dictatorship.» Solar points out, almost accusingly.

[rob-will-wood]

”Well, I’d say calling it dysfunctional and me a bad leader isn’t exactly promotion, but to each their own.”

“You’re actively trying to weaken my party as well. If you’re angry at the inequality of bald, why did you message Brows and try to take him out of the party?”

“Your party as it is I don’t mind. In fact, in a perfect world I wouldn’t want a single party. It only divides us. And this shows it.”

“I only use the YYFPP as a way to show neutrality. All I want is peace; and for people to get their own decisions.”

“With all this said.”

“You’re trying to weaken my party, and at one point have given one of my friends a breakdown. You’ve been trying to weaken my party as well. How do I know that you aren’t trying to start your own dictatorship? Don’t try to take the moral high ground, Solar Panel.”

“This worked for five years, there weren’t any political battles, and when there were, we had peace. The bald and the haired could live alongside each other. I acknowledge that nobody is above each other. And in your party, you actively try to put down the haired, and even have forced baldness on some.”

“I’d prefer if you don’t contact me or my party members to advertise your party if it’ll actively stress them all out. It feels more unjust than only having one party. I’ll be fine with the existence of your party as long as you don’t start anything. And don’t purposely stress out or threaten anybody, especially those in my party.”

“You threatened the hair. I don’t know if I can believe you saying it was only for attention, Solar Panel.”

*This entire time, Rob had a completely monotone expression and voice. He was nervous, but wasn’t showing it.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«I have not forced baldness on anyone.» I interject firmly. «People may come and go as they please, just like your own party. And the reason why I had contacted Brows was because I truly don’t believe the YYFPP can be trusted. The Woodlings are already stressed living in a one-party state.»

«To be a ‘peace party’ is such a broad term, almost vague. Perfect peace and neutrality within an entire world is impossible, under any realistic scenario. Perhaps shortly, yes, but the repercussions will outweigh the moment.»

«The ‘Kill’ thing was a strong and rather impulsive hook, yes, but who would have noticed otherwise? Would you have rather me come directly up to you and say ‘I’m starting a new party?’ No, because that would lead to a biased censorship.»

«The Antifolicalist Party is not planning to create a dictatorship, but closer to a unitary parliamentary republic. I would hold power, and legislation would be elected by the people.»

Solar keeps his demeanor, but his voice lowers in tone and volume. «There have been concerns on another war, even before my party had risen. War never has or will be my technique to gain power, but corrupt instability will be.»

[rob-will-wood]

”You contacted Brows because you don’t trust his own choice? All that shows is that you’ll try to control any bald people as long as you don’t trust them’ which is completely subjective.”

”You still gave a woodling a threat, think about the people who weren’t able to find out more. Do you think that action could have left some haired woodlings in fear?”

”Besides, in the past when those have tried to start a new party, it’s worked perfectly. Why would that change now? It’s how the hair party started, isn’t it?”

“What if the people didn’t want you to lead? You wont hold an election for your role? You’ll constantly be in power? Even with legislation that seems dangerous, and a way to constantly keep some form of bias on people.”

“How will that instability be gained? If I recovered the YYFPP, would you still grow? How can we trust you won’t support the start of a war for your own personal gain, Panel.”

*He stayed in the exact same tone, and volume, but was fidgeting with a pen a bit.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Yes, because a haired Woodling wouldn’t research further into the threat. They freeze in the face of fear.» His volume is moderate, but the speed at which he speaks quickens.

«It’s different in the way that any other party joining is automatically ‘against peace’ since the YYFPP is in full control. Is my own party centered around peace? No, our name is literally Antifolicalism. Is our party for war? Absolutely not, because war only very rarely benefits others.»

«The legislation has the ability to kick me out and throw anyone else in as they please. If your concern is bias, please refer back to my poster.» He says sour.

«The instability is already occurring, and it will worsen after my upcoming meeting with Evil Simon.»

Rob’s pen falls off of his desk.

«Dear, what’s got you on edge?» Solar picks up the pen and slowly places it back in front of Rob, gazing carefully at him. It’s as if Solar were now dissecting his every move, thought, and reaction.

[rob-will-wood]

*He was listening to all your points, thinking of a response, until you mentioned HIM.* ”…your upcoming meeting with who?”

*His facade dropped for a second, before he focused again.* ”I— didn’t know you knew them. I didn’t think you’d get along, with Evil Simons hair…”

*He looked a lot more nervous now.* *He took the pen back.* ”It’s nothing, I just do that without noticing. Thanks for pointing it out.”

*he sighed.* ”So, your party has meetings with haired people? Like affiliates?”

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Precisely, yes. Haired affiliates. Just because our party is against the Haired doesn’t mean we don’t speak with the Haired, for this meeting is occurring.» Solar shrugs, fascinated by Rob’s strong reaction to Evil Simon. He knew that Simon knows a thing or two about Rob, but perhaps it’s more than just a few.

«It’s nothing awfully complicated.»

[rob-will-wood]

"That's great. that's just great! For a second I thought you'd dislike anyone with hair because of the party name, and you being against peace!"

*He wasn't making eye contact at all.*

"It did seem simple after all, sorry about that!!"

*shit- he's talking with evil simon. great. FUCKING PERFECT. here i thought this could go well. just one interaction. one that actually decides not to go just HORRIBLY. great. this is great. just. you may have to end this meeting quick. just.*

"so, you havent discussed with evil simon? how did you two even meet."

[rob-will-wood]

Will Wood’s Solar Panel approaches the offical residence of president Rob Cantor Will Wood. The building is quite impressive, but relatively unguarded.

Solar presses the Ring™ camera door bell, and it does a stupid little chime.

“Yes?" A voice speaks from the speaker.

«It’s Solar. I hope this is a good time.» He speaks in a proper tone, hinted with concern and seriousness.

*He thought about it for a few second, then opened the doors.* Come on in, I have nothing else I’m doing.

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Thank you.»

Solar is dressed more formally, although he usually dresses at least semi formal on a regular day. He keeps a keen eye on his surroundings as he enters, trying best to remain professional and precautionary.

The two enter Rob’s office. Solar takes his seat in the chair opposing Rob’s fancy shmancy one, posture neat.

«So, you wanted me here to discuss the motives of my party?» Solar clarifies, straightening the folds on his shirt.

[rob-will-wood]

”You’re welcome.”

*As Solar walked in he straightened his posture. He wasn’t going to feel too stressed here.*

“Yes, I do. I’ve seen a lot of advertisements around, ones about your party. I’d like to know all about it, and why you’re slandering the YYFPP in them.”

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Well, they’re simply promotion.» Solar begins. «You need members to start a party. And to what you refer to as slander… I suppose our opinions differ on how the YYFPP is functioning.» He faintly smirks.

«By the responses I’ve been receiving from my advertisements, it seems many agree that the YYFPP is dysfunctional- whether that be on the inequality of Hairs and Balds, unrealistic goals, or just a lack of an opposition. A government can’t function with one party, unless it’s a dictatorship.» Solar points out, almost accusingly.

[rob-will-wood]

”Well, I’d say calling it dysfunctional and me a bad leader isn’t exactly promotion, but to each their own.”

“You’re actively trying to weaken my party as well. If you’re angry at the inequality of bald, why did you message Brows and try to take him out of the party?”

“Your party as it is I don’t mind. In fact, in a perfect world I wouldn’t want a single party. It only divides us. And this shows it.”

“I only use the YYFPP as a way to show neutrality. All I want is peace; and for people to get their own decisions.”

“With all this said.”

“You’re trying to weaken my party, and at one point have given one of my friends a breakdown. You’ve been trying to weaken my party as well. How do I know that you aren’t trying to start your own dictatorship? Don’t try to take the moral high ground, Solar Panel.”

“This worked for five years, there weren’t any political battles, and when there were, we had peace. The bald and the haired could live alongside each other. I acknowledge that nobody is above each other. And in your party, you actively try to put down the haired, and even have forced baldness on some.”

“I’d prefer if you don’t contact me or my party members to advertise your party if it’ll actively stress them all out. It feels more unjust than only having one party. I’ll be fine with the existence of your party as long as you don’t start anything. And don’t purposely stress out or threaten anybody, especially those in my party.”

“You threatened the hair. I don’t know if I can believe you saying it was only for attention, Solar Panel.”

*This entire time, Rob had a completely monotone expression and voice. He was nervous, but wasn’t showing it.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«I have not forced baldness on anyone.» I interject firmly. «People may come and go as they please, just like your own party. And the reason why I had contacted Brows was because I truly don’t believe the YYFPP can be trusted. The Woodlings are already stressed living in a one-party state.»

«To be a ‘peace party’ is such a broad term, almost vague. Perfect peace and neutrality within an entire world is impossible, under any realistic scenario. Perhaps shortly, yes, but the repercussions will outweigh the moment.»

«The ‘Kill’ thing was a strong and rather impulsive hook, yes, but who would have noticed otherwise? Would you have rather me come directly up to you and say ‘I’m starting a new party?’ No, because that would lead to a biased censorship.»

«The Antifolicalist Party is not planning to create a dictatorship, but closer to a unitary parliamentary republic. I would hold power, and legislation would be elected by the people.»

Solar keeps his demeanor, but his voice lowers in tone and volume. «There have been concerns on another war, even before my party had risen. War never has or will be my technique to gain power, but corrupt instability will be.»

[rob-will-wood]

”You contacted Brows because you don’t trust his own choice? All that shows is that you’ll try to control any bald people as long as you don’t trust them’ which is completely subjective.”

”You still gave a woodling a threat, think about the people who weren’t able to find out more. Do you think that action could have left some haired woodlings in fear?”

”Besides, in the past when those have tried to start a new party, it’s worked perfectly. Why would that change now? It’s how the hair party started, isn’t it?”

“What if the people didn’t want you to lead? You wont hold an election for your role? You’ll constantly be in power? Even with legislation that seems dangerous, and a way to constantly keep some form of bias on people.”

“How will that instability be gained? If I recovered the YYFPP, would you still grow? How can we trust you won’t support the start of a war for your own personal gain, Panel.”

*He stayed in the exact same tone, and volume, but was fidgeting with a pen a bit.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Yes, because a haired Woodling wouldn’t research further into the threat. They freeze in the face of fear.» His volume is moderate, but the speed at which he speaks quickens.

«It’s different in the way that any other party joining is automatically ‘against peace’ since the YYFPP is in full control. Is my own party centered around peace? No, our name is literally Antifolicalism. Is our party for war? Absolutely not, because war only very rarely benefits others.»

«The legislation has the ability to kick me out and throw anyone else in as they please. If your concern is bias, please refer back to my poster.» He says sour.

«The instability is already occurring, and it will worsen after my upcoming meeting with Evil Simon.»

Rob’s pen falls off of his desk.

«Dear, what’s got you on edge?» Solar picks up the pen and slowly places it back in front of Rob, gazing carefully at him. It’s as if Solar were now dissecting his every move, thought, and reaction.

[rob-will-wood]

*He was listening to all your points, thinking of a response, until you mentioned HIM.* ”…your upcoming meeting with who?”

*His facade dropped for a second, before he focused again.* ”I— didn’t know you knew them. I didn’t think you’d get along, with Evil Simons hair…”

*He looked a lot more nervous now.* *He took the pen back.* ”It’s nothing, I just do that without noticing. Thanks for pointing it out.”

*he sighed.* ”So, your party has meetings with haired people? Like affiliates?”

[rob-will-wood]

Will Wood’s Solar Panel approaches the offical residence of president Rob Cantor Will Wood. The building is quite impressive, but relatively unguarded.

Solar presses the Ring™ camera door bell, and it does a stupid little chime.

“Yes?" A voice speaks from the speaker.

«It’s Solar. I hope this is a good time.» He speaks in a proper tone, hinted with concern and seriousness.

*He thought about it for a few second, then opened the doors.* Come on in, I have nothing else I’m doing.

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Thank you.»

Solar is dressed more formally, although he usually dresses at least semi formal on a regular day. He keeps a keen eye on his surroundings as he enters, trying best to remain professional and precautionary.

The two enter Rob’s office. Solar takes his seat in the chair opposing Rob’s fancy shmancy one, posture neat.

«So, you wanted me here to discuss the motives of my party?» Solar clarifies, straightening the folds on his shirt.

[rob-will-wood]

”You’re welcome.”

*As Solar walked in he straightened his posture. He wasn’t going to feel too stressed here.*

“Yes, I do. I’ve seen a lot of advertisements around, ones about your party. I’d like to know all about it, and why you’re slandering the YYFPP in them.”

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Well, they’re simply promotion.» Solar begins. «You need members to start a party. And to what you refer to as slander… I suppose our opinions differ on how the YYFPP is functioning.» He faintly smirks.

«By the responses I’ve been receiving from my advertisements, it seems many agree that the YYFPP is dysfunctional- whether that be on the inequality of Hairs and Balds, unrealistic goals, or just a lack of an opposition. A government can’t function with one party, unless it’s a dictatorship.» Solar points out, almost accusingly.

[rob-will-wood]

”Well, I’d say calling it dysfunctional and me a bad leader isn’t exactly promotion, but to each their own.”

“You’re actively trying to weaken my party as well. If you’re angry at the inequality of bald, why did you message Brows and try to take him out of the party?”

“Your party as it is I don’t mind. In fact, in a perfect world I wouldn’t want a single party. It only divides us. And this shows it.”

“I only use the YYFPP as a way to show neutrality. All I want is peace; and for people to get their own decisions.”

“With all this said.”

“You’re trying to weaken my party, and at one point have given one of my friends a breakdown. You’ve been trying to weaken my party as well. How do I know that you aren’t trying to start your own dictatorship? Don’t try to take the moral high ground, Solar Panel.”

“This worked for five years, there weren’t any political battles, and when there were, we had peace. The bald and the haired could live alongside each other. I acknowledge that nobody is above each other. And in your party, you actively try to put down the haired, and even have forced baldness on some.”

“I’d prefer if you don’t contact me or my party members to advertise your party if it’ll actively stress them all out. It feels more unjust than only having one party. I’ll be fine with the existence of your party as long as you don’t start anything. And don’t purposely stress out or threaten anybody, especially those in my party.”

“You threatened the hair. I don’t know if I can believe you saying it was only for attention, Solar Panel.”

*This entire time, Rob had a completely monotone expression and voice. He was nervous, but wasn’t showing it.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«I have not forced baldness on anyone.» I interject firmly. «People may come and go as they please, just like your own party. And the reason why I had contacted Brows was because I truly don’t believe the YYFPP can be trusted. The Woodlings are already stressed living in a one-party state.»

«To be a ‘peace party’ is such a broad term, almost vague. Perfect peace and neutrality within an entire world is impossible, under any realistic scenario. Perhaps shortly, yes, but the repercussions will outweigh the moment.»

«The ‘Kill’ thing was a strong and rather impulsive hook, yes, but who would have noticed otherwise? Would you have rather me come directly up to you and say ‘I’m starting a new party?’ No, because that would lead to a biased censorship.»

«The Antifolicalist Party is not planning to create a dictatorship, but closer to a unitary parliamentary republic. I would hold power, and legislation would be elected by the people.»

Solar keeps his demeanor, but his voice lowers in tone and volume. «There have been concerns on another war, even before my party had risen. War never has or will be my technique to gain power, but corrupt instability will be.»

[rob-will-wood]

”You contacted Brows because you don’t trust his own choice? All that shows is that you’ll try to control any bald people as long as you don’t trust them’ which is completely subjective.”

”You still gave a woodling a threat, think about the people who weren’t able to find out more. Do you think that action could have left some haired woodlings in fear?”

”Besides, in the past when those have tried to start a new party, it’s worked perfectly. Why would that change now? It’s how the hair party started, isn’t it?”

“What if the people didn’t want you to lead? You wont hold an election for your role? You’ll constantly be in power? Even with legislation that seems dangerous, and a way to constantly keep some form of bias on people.”

“How will that instability be gained? If I recovered the YYFPP, would you still grow? How can we trust you won’t support the start of a war for your own personal gain, Panel.”

*He stayed in the exact same tone, and volume, but was fidgeting with a pen a bit.*

[rob-will-wood]

Will Wood’s Solar Panel approaches the offical residence of president Rob Cantor Will Wood. The building is quite impressive, but relatively unguarded.

Solar presses the Ring™ camera door bell, and it does a stupid little chime.

“Yes?" A voice speaks from the speaker.

«It’s Solar. I hope this is a good time.» He speaks in a proper tone, hinted with concern and seriousness.

*He thought about it for a few second, then opened the doors.* Come on in, I have nothing else I’m doing.

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Thank you.»

Solar is dressed more formally, although he usually dresses at least semi formal on a regular day. He keeps a keen eye on his surroundings as he enters, trying best to remain professional and precautionary.

The two enter Rob’s office. Solar takes his seat in the chair opposing Rob’s fancy shmancy one, posture neat.

«So, you wanted me here to discuss the motives of my party?» Solar clarifies, straightening the folds on his shirt.

[rob-will-wood]

”You’re welcome.”

*As Solar walked in he straightened his posture. He wasn’t going to feel too stressed here.*

“Yes, I do. I’ve seen a lot of advertisements around, ones about your party. I’d like to know all about it, and why you’re slandering the YYFPP in them.”

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Well, they’re simply promotion.» Solar begins. «You need members to start a party. And to what you refer to as slander… I suppose our opinions differ on how the YYFPP is functioning.» He faintly smirks.

«By the responses I’ve been receiving from my advertisements, it seems many agree that the YYFPP is dysfunctional- whether that be on the inequality of Hairs and Balds, unrealistic goals, or just a lack of an opposition. A government can’t function with one party, unless it’s a dictatorship.» Solar points out, almost accusingly.

[rob-will-wood]

”Well, I’d say calling it dysfunctional and me a bad leader isn’t exactly promotion, but to each their own.”

“You’re actively trying to weaken my party as well. If you’re angry at the inequality of bald, why did you message Brows and try to take him out of the party?”

“Your party as it is I don’t mind. In fact, in a perfect world I wouldn’t want a single party. It only divides us. And this shows it.”

“I only use the YYFPP as a way to show neutrality. All I want is peace; and for people to get their own decisions.”

“With all this said.”

“You’re trying to weaken my party, and at one point have given one of my friends a breakdown. You’ve been trying to weaken my party as well. How do I know that you aren’t trying to start your own dictatorship? Don’t try to take the moral high ground, Solar Panel.”

“This worked for five years, there weren’t any political battles, and when there were, we had peace. The bald and the haired could live alongside each other. I acknowledge that nobody is above each other. And in your party, you actively try to put down the haired, and even have forced baldness on some.”

“I’d prefer if you don’t contact me or my party members to advertise your party if it’ll actively stress them all out. It feels more unjust than only having one party. I’ll be fine with the existence of your party as long as you don’t start anything. And don’t purposely stress out or threaten anybody, especially those in my party.”

“You threatened the hair. I don’t know if I can believe you saying it was only for attention, Solar Panel.”

*This entire time, Rob had a completely monotone expression and voice. He was nervous, but wasn’t showing it.*

[rob-will-wood]

Will Wood’s Solar Panel approaches the offical residence of president Rob Cantor Will Wood. The building is quite impressive, but relatively unguarded.

Solar presses the Ring™ camera door bell, and it does a stupid little chime.

“Yes?" A voice speaks from the speaker.

«It’s Solar. I hope this is a good time.» He speaks in a proper tone, hinted with concern and seriousness.

*He thought about it for a few second, then opened the doors.* Come on in, I have nothing else I’m doing.

[willwoodssolarpanel]

«Thank you.»

Solar is dressed more formally, although he usually dresses at least semi formal on a regular day. He keeps a keen eye on his surroundings as he enters, trying best to remain professional and precautionary.

The two enter Rob’s office. Solar takes his seat in the chair opposing Rob’s fancy shmancy one, posture neat.

«So, you wanted me here to discuss the motives of my party?» Solar clarifies, straightening the folds on his shirt.

[rob-will-wood]

”You’re welcome.”

*As Solar walked in he straightened his posture. He wasn’t going to feel too stressed here.*

“Yes, I do. I’ve seen a lot of advertisements around, ones about your party. I’d like to know all about it, and why you’re slandering the YYFPP in them.”

[a1printerpaperww]

Let my mind wander

Send chills up my spine

Your heart in my blender

Your blood in my wine

How could I want such a cruel little thing like that?

(whispers from your moody EX in the VOID hole pspspsp auaauaua)

𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓾𝓮𝓵 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾-

(𝓟𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓭- 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓷- 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓱 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽. 𝓘 𝓰𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓘 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲- 𝓾𝓰𝓱)

𝓘- 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼- 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂'𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮..

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓼 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓸- 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓼𝓱

(𝓟𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓰𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓽𝓸 @liminalwillwood)

(Tagging to mainly lyk thst I have responded- also to lyk that your writing is fire)

[liminalww]

Really?

(You can almost hear him turn away dramatically)

Wow..

Okay..okay! I did that! Yeah!

…wha-uh….

(He flips through his heavily comically annotated copy of 12 rules for life by jordan b Peterson)

Women…okay women….uhm…make….make sacrifices?

Women like sacrifices?

Women…uh..

Blood sacrifice?

[a1printerpaperww]

(𝓟𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓯𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝔂 𝓸𝓯 12 𝓻𝓾𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓫𝔂 𝓳𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓷 𝓫 𝓟𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷, 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼.)

(𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮'𝓭 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓼 "𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬" 𝓪𝓷𝓭 "𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵" 𝓱𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓮𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝓭𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓰𝓮- 𝓖𝓸𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓸 𝓸𝓫𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓲𝓶)

𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓼𝓪𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓮..? (𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓳𝓾𝓭𝓰𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓵 𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓮, 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓪 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓼𝓪𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓪 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓹 )

𝓘 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷- 𝓾𝓱- 𝓞𝓸𝓸𝓸𝓸𝓱 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓸𝓸𝓸𝓸𝓸 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰- 𝓼𝓪𝔂- 𝓮𝓻 𝓾𝓱- 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓵𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓾𝓱 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓱- 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓮- 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓾𝓹 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓼? 𝓛𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭 - 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓷𝓸? 𝓗𝓪𝓱𝓪 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓸𝓸 (𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓻𝔂. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓾𝔃𝔃 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱, 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓶) 𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓭. 𝓑𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓯𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼.... 𝓘- (𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯) 𝓘 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾...

[𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓳𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓭]

[liminalww]

Really?

Uhm…yeah! Okay yeah sure yeah let’s do it!

(He clears his throat and stops himself for a second. He’s acting like a weak beta male.)

Where can I meet you?

…

You said that. Yeah. The ol’ stomping grounds?

And he left you? With no trace? I predicted as much. An uncommitted asshole. And he took PNG, too? Shame, I kinda liked that kid. Very polite. Didn’t speak a word back to me in the supermarket level. You could learn a thing or two.

I suppose that does leave us more time alone, then. Which is welcome. Very welcome.

I will admit. I wasn’t the best husband before. I…

Well, it’s no matter, and it’s certainly not how I’ll be treating you this time around.

I shouldn’t be so pushy. We can take it slow, as slow as you like, yeah? I like a slowburn. Slowburn is fun. I can certainly be patient. I can wait.

Yeah.

I’ll see you around..

[rob-will-wood]

Will Wood’s Solar Panel approaches the offical residence of president Rob Cantor Will Wood. The building is quite impressive, but relatively unguarded.

Solar presses the Ring™ camera door bell, and it does a stupid little chime.

“Yes?" A voice speaks from the speaker.

«It’s Solar. I hope this is a good time.» He speaks in a proper tone, hinted with concern and seriousness.

*He thought about it for a few second, then opened the doors.* Come on in, I have nothing else I’m doing.

[eyebrowswillwood]

(Eyebrows and Png seem to have banished out of the Will World. No one knows where they are and it would be futile to try to contact them.)

(Ooc: Admin of the account needs to take a break from the roleplay. They will be back. But for now any attempt at interaction will be anserwed with "No one recibed this message. Eyebrows/Png is nowhere to be found." Or straight up don't get anserwed. See you in around two weeks.)

[rob-will-wood]

Letter in Rob’s mailbox (answer if u want!):

Hello Rob,

I’m quite positive you’ve caught wind of the new party, Antifolicalism. If so, I recommend you and your party to remain submissive under the development of this reform. A society cannot function on one, independent party, though I dread another war coming out of this.

So be it, our beliefs don’t align. Let’s live and let live.

Write me back if you have any questions or concerns.

Sincerely,

Will Wood’s Solar Panel

*He kind of just stared at the letter for a second, then just wrote.*

Dear Solar Panel.

As long as you don’t threaten or harass me or my party members EVER again, I’d be fine with an alliance. Neither of our beliefs align, but I believe that your methods are extreme. As long as I don’t see you either slandering or harming any of my party members, I’d be fine with some form of peace. Neither of us want this to happen, and I’d like to hear more about the Balds belief system, without a loss of my hair. I’d love to talk soon.

Sincerely,

Robert Cantor Will Wood.

*yeah… that’ll work for now. Just stay stable, and this can end well.*

[willwoodssolarpanel]

((ooc I’m stealing your idea with the chat font for hand written stuff, so smart))

Robert Cantor WW,

Why don’t we meet at your office tomorrow? I can discuss the motives of my party more clearly, that way. Let me know.

I’ll see you soon,

Will Wood’s Solar Panel

[rob-will-wood]

((YYyyayayayay TY!!))

Solar Panel Will Wood,

That could work. With proper security, I’d be glad to have a good talk. I’d he happy to prevent a war. We shouldn’t have to fight when a much worse enemy may appear.

I’m sure we could have a great talk, and possibly reach an understanding of any issues we have with each other!

Rob Cantor Will Wood

[rob-will-wood]

Letter in Rob’s mailbox (answer if u want!):

Hello Rob,

I’m quite positive you’ve caught wind of the new party, Antifolicalism. If so, I recommend you and your party to remain submissive under the development of this reform. A society cannot function on one, independent party, though I dread another war coming out of this.

So be it, our beliefs don’t align. Let’s live and let live.

Write me back if you have any questions or concerns.

Sincerely,

Will Wood’s Solar Panel

*He kind of just stared at the letter for a second, then just wrote.*

Dear Solar Panel.

As long as you don’t threaten or harass me or my party members EVER again, I’d be fine with an alliance. Neither of our beliefs align, but I believe that your methods are extreme. As long as I don’t see you either slandering or harming any of my party members, I’d be fine with some form of peace. Neither of us want this to happen, and I’d like to hear more about the Balds belief system, without a loss of my hair. I’d love to talk soon.

Sincerely,

Robert Cantor Will Wood.

*yeah… that’ll work for now. Just stay stable, and this can end well.*

[rob-will-wood]

*I get to the party and search for Rob.*

Hey! Rob, man, I got news. Remember that new party? *I take a deep breath. Rob is not going to take it well... But I need to tell him now. I don't know what I will do about this, I don't know if I'll join this party. But I want him to know. We're friends after all...* I talked with one of them again. They say that once their 'preparations' are ready there will be a 'persecution'.

...

You know we're friends, right?... I know things aren't looking good, but...

...

If anything happens... whatever I may do, don't take it personally.

Hey, what’s that supposed to mean..?

You— you aren’t going to betray us, right?

C’mon…

do you know anything about the persectuion?

you aren’t keeping information from me— right?

[eyebrowswillwood]

... I just want to keep my family safe, man...

...

I'm not keeping any information from you. I know nothing. Just that they said it would be soon...

I want you to be safe too, that's why I'm telling you. Rob, I- I don't know what to do... Just... *I shrug.* Be safe out there... Prepare for this... Just... Put yourself first. Don't let them harm you.

[rob-will-wood]

I, completely misread that…

I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t just assume, right-? I’ll try increasing security— I’ve been planning— doing that for a while now-! I— well I can try… since Paper’s planning something- I might have to focus on that too—

They won’t do anything! I know they won’— I mean they can’t right-! No— it’s just like the war again… I should stay in that mindset- right?

[eyebrowswillwood]

... I'm not so sure anymore, Rob... We need something to defend ourselves against them as soon as possible. I don't know what they will do but they sounded quite sure about their what they were talking.

[rob-will-wood]

SHIT—

Why is this starting again? If they had a problem they could just directly talk to me! Why didn’t i make that clear enough—

they’re starting another war— AND FOR WHAT! Bald causes? That’s BULLSHIT. god I hate this— I hate this so much… I’m going to defend us. i— and—

I just—

why does this have to happen now..?

You don’t need to worry! I have this covered. I’ll be ready! I AM ready! I’m great! And I’ll make sure this won’t go bad!

[eyebrowswillwood]

They complained about the underrepresentation of bald people in the party...

...

Good to see you're finally getting your confidence again. We're gonna need it.

[rob-will-wood]

WELL— TAKING ANY BALD PEOPLE OUT OF THE YYFPP WON’T HELP WITH UNDERREPRESENTATION!!

yeah… I’m aware…

*He honestly looked kind of pissed.*

I have to go now. Planning! Right?

[rob-will-wood]

(Answer if u want :3)

(𝓨𝓸𝓾, 𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓮, 𝓽𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓵𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓸𝓷 𝓼𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓻- 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓮-𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼. 𝓐𝓵𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱, 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝔀- 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓼𝓽?)

(𝓐𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓳𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓼) 𝓢𝓲𝓻- 𝓲𝓯 𝓘 𝓶𝓪𝔂, 𝓘 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮.... (𝓢𝓲𝓰𝓱) 𝓪𝓷 𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓪

@eyebrowswillwood

I’ll hear anything at this point. Just say it.

it’ll work- right?

This can’t keep going… it’s supposed to be my job either way!

You shouldn’t HAVE to do anything!

[eyebrowswillwood]

... *I sigh too and wait in silence for Paper to start. I've already heard the plan and I'm not enthusastic about it but it's true we don't have many options.*

@a1printerpaperwillwood

[a1printerpaperww]

𝓘𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓯 𝓘'𝓶 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓻𝓸𝓫. 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓳𝓸𝓫. 𝓦𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾- 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻?

𝓝𝓸𝔀 (𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓯𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓸)

𝓦𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓭𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵. 𝓦𝓮'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷.... 𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓳𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭- 𝓱𝓮'𝓼-𝓗𝓮'𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓪𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓼.

𝓘𝓯 𝓘 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓱𝓲𝓶. 𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓶, 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸𝔂 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

(𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓽𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓫𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼)

... 𝓑𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓘'𝓶 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓯 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼, 𝓹𝓷𝓰, -𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓰 𝓽𝓸𝓸- 𝓰𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓻 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓶. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻.

@rob-will-wood

[rob-will-wood]

…

How would that affect Brows though..?

What if it went wrong?

How far would he have to go-??

this— is this all we can do?

*sigh* What’ll happen if something happens and neither of you guys can help-??

just.

If it’s all we can do… then, maybe.

@eyebrowswillwood

[eyebrowswillwood]

... I... I think it may not be such a bad idea... I really can't do that much against him, can I?... *That still doesn't take this terrible feeling I have about all this.*

... Besides, despite the party and... everything else, my priority is keeping Png safe... I need him away from all this. Liminal already attacked him once and it won't happen again.

...

I don't think we have anyone else but Paper who could do anything about this. *As much as I may hate to admit it...*

... If anything happens... Just... Just run away and try to survive.

@a1printerpaperwillwood

[a1printerpaperww]

(𝓟𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓭 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝔂, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓭- 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓽- 𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼.

𝓐𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓷𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓾𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓝𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼, 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓯 𝓲𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷 .)

(𝓟𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓽 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓫𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓼)

𝓑𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓼- 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓼 𝓹𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓼 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷- 𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾- 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰- 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓼- 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓪𝓻.

(𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽)

𝓡𝓸𝓫, 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓮 𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼? 𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔀𝓮 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂, 𝓭𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓰𝓮? 𝓦𝓪𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓷𝓭?

@rob-will-wood

[rob-will-wood]

Just… get Brows out, and yeah… send him a message. Wait before getting face to face again, so that he, doesn’t instantly suspect something, right?

[rob-will-wood]

*I get to the party and search for Rob.*

Hey! Rob, man, I got news. Remember that new party? *I take a deep breath. Rob is not going to take it well... But I need to tell him now. I don't know what I will do about this, I don't know if I'll join this party. But I want him to know. We're friends after all...* I talked with one of them again. They say that once their 'preparations' are ready there will be a 'persecution'.

...

You know we're friends, right?... I know things aren't looking good, but...

...

If anything happens... whatever I may do, don't take it personally.

Hey, what’s that supposed to mean..?

You— you aren’t going to betray us, right?

C’mon…

do you know anything about the persectuion?

you aren’t keeping information from me— right?

[eyebrowswillwood]

... I just want to keep my family safe, man...

...

I'm not keeping any information from you. I know nothing. Just that they said it would be soon...

I want you to be safe too, that's why I'm telling you. Rob, I- I don't know what to do... Just... *I shrug.* Be safe out there... Prepare for this... Just... Put yourself first. Don't let them harm you.

[rob-will-wood]

I, completely misread that…

I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t just assume, right-? I’ll try increasing security— I’ve been planning— doing that for a while now-! I— well I can try… since Paper’s planning something- I might have to focus on that too—

They won’t do anything! I know they won’— I mean they can’t right-! No— it’s just like the war again… I should stay in that mindset- right?

[eyebrowswillwood]

... I'm not so sure anymore, Rob... We need something to defend ourselves against them as soon as possible. I don't know what they will do but they sounded quite sure about their what they were talking.

[rob-will-wood]

SHIT—

Why is this starting again? If they had a problem they could just directly talk to me! Why didn’t i make that clear enough—

they’re starting another war— AND FOR WHAT! Bald causes? That’s BULLSHIT. god I hate this— I hate this so much… I’m going to defend us. i— and—

I just—

why does this have to happen now..?

You don’t need to worry! I have this covered. I’ll be ready! I AM ready! I’m great! And I’ll make sure this won’t go bad!