Note: Could either be player or a self-insert / This is a series, super long update / not beta read / I'm so fucking dead / hi guys I'm back to writing
Prologue
Use of: Letspeak, 2nd pov (you)
Warning: None
Summary: You managed to get a vacation after acquiring the Windforce. Now you spend your time hanging around Brad Thaniyel.
VIP convention was nothing but a mess, much to your dismay. You were hoping to simply have a day off from working and slaving yourselves off dealing with customers but unfortunately, fate forbids you from having even a miniscule of happiness inside your body. It dragged you onto the stage, had you brutally chucking balls at enemies and got you sentenced 16 years back in time with a whole lots of responsibilities came crashing down onto your shoulder the moment you arrived.
IF you were to be honest, you don't exactly care that much, if it to exclude the fact that you basically sign yourself up on a suicide mission that could possibly kill you or even worse, losing all those stack of tix you managed to hoard off from beating the shit out of people. Maybe you're just simply stupid, maybe you're a fucked up person with unresolved issues but hell, who wouldn't miss an opportunity to go back in time and get rich.
..okay that's just you.
The quest is going smoothly so far, you thought, looking from battle junkie's perspective and it's all going to be fucked, speaking from a normal robloxian's perspective. You wish you're normal enough to at least even consider the latter, knowing how many people has to sacrifice themselves during your run, ..involuntarily. Who cares.. certainly not you, definitely not.
Your suspicious boss certainly did ease you into having a good break after the trinity runs-in thankfully, at least he's somewhat reasonable to keep you sane enough to continue the journey with a nice.. 2 weeks break.. Hope the evils also take a bit of weeks off before wrecking havoc again.. you do not have fate in Darkheart that much. Enough strength, maybe but sanity? Hell no.
You've met the sword guardian.. Sophie isn't it? She reminded you of a crazed scientist you'd see in sci-fi movies. Sophie.. Sophie is suspicious.. you think, then Shedletsky is also suspicious.. so does Telamon.. everyone is suspicious.. minus for the Thaniyel's, you wouldn't deny that they somehow wormed their ways into your heart. But the others! You can't really relax do you? Something might have happened and you're going to be the butt of those mess again.
Your bandaged fingers knots in the blanket unconsciously, rolling around the grass as you tried to quiet down your own growing thoughts. God, you're slowly becoming Kyoko with the amount of deep thinking you have these days. Friendship is magic right? These people weren't your friends that's why they turned up on you, stars above you're really mad about the whole ordeal. You hope they di- trip! Tripped on a banana peels and fall on their asses-
"Y4 MUMBL1N' T0 Y3RS3LF.."
You stopped, slowly turning to the source of that gruff voice that dared to cut you from your thinking. Your eyes instantly softened at the figure laying right beside you, who's equally stressed. You had half a mind to say sorry for disturbing his beauty sleep but his shit-eating grin stops you from coaxing him back to whatever dream he was having.
,,i don't mumble Brad,,
Brad snorted, catching your wrist when you prepare to pinch him. "TH3 H3LL Y0U R.. 1 C0ULD H34R Y3R D4MN V01C3 1N TH4T PR3TTY H34D." You attempted to smack him with your other hand, he got that one too. "FU- C4N U N0T BRUH!" His face scrunched up in slight annoyance, quickly melted away when he saw you smiling, matching with yours.
"######' H3LL, 'N '3R3 1M TRYN4 B3 4 G00D B0YFR13ND!" You grinned wryly, tugging your wrists back. Only to get smoothed by his weight as he wrestles you down. Your laugh muffled by the blanket, his fingers were quick to map around your sides, sending you into a fit of giggling mess. It's good that you both already found a mat to lay on the grass floor, it's a good spot for a nap.
,,get off me!,,
"Y4 S1GN3D UP F0R TH1S, D43L W1T' 1T PUNK." Brad deadpanned but he gets off from you, not without pinching you for good measure. He smiles at your surprised yelp. "CH1CK3N.." The warmth of his palms sooth your skin, lulling you back to sleep again. You know his game.. roughing you up so you would get too tired to fuss with whatever bothering your mind.
You breathed, slumping back down onto the makeshift bed with a sigh. Instinctively shuffle close to him when his arms snake around you.
"T1R3D Y3T?" He murmurs, you buried yourself further into his warmth. ,,yeah,,
You hear his chuckle "G00D, CUZ 1 W4S W0RR13D." Brad rubs on your hand comfortingly "'S JUS' D4 F1RST D4Y 0F Y'3R BR34K, C4N'T H4V3 U 4LL STR3SS3D 0UT 4LR34DY.."
,,mm,, You hummed, closing your eyes.
"1'M S3R10US.." He grumbles, hugging you close to him as his chin rest on top of your head. You can feel his vines wrapping itself around you. "Y4 N33D 4 M4D L0NGGG BR34K, T1S WH0L3 #### C4NN0T B3 TH4' G00D F0R Y0 DUMMY DUM H34D. C4N'T 1M4G1N3 H0W U R 4BL3 T0 K33P G01NG L1K3 TH1S.."
Brad curled around you, nuzzling your temple. "TH4NKS TH3 ST4RS P0PS 4BL3 T0 C0NV1NC3 TH3M T0 L3T Y0U CH1LL 4R0UND F3R' 4 WH1L3.." ..oh? You didn't know that? You cocks your head at him, he stares at you with a confused expression before letting out a noise of understanding "P0PS D1DN'T T3LL Y4?"
He snorts when you shake your head, patting your back "T0UGH LUCK.. Y4 SH0ULD H4V3 S33N H0W P0PS L1T3R4LLY FL3W T0 B1Z 'N BR0K3 1NT0 HQ T0 D3M4ND U A N1C3 L1L V4C4Y H3H3H.." Then Brad grins "1 4LS0 F0LL0W3D H1M, G0TT4 B4CK H1M UP T00 U KN0W.."
How nice of them.. as ridiculous as it sounds, it's not out of character for that man. Mr.Thaniyel was a real big shot back in the day afterall, boisterous and bold. You noted to thank him later when you see him next time. And Brad..
"W3LL?"
You stare at him, he's grinning at you like he's expecting something. His cheeks were flushed from how much he's smiling, that's gotta hurts.. awfully reminded you of an excited dog looking for praises and a god-awful amount of baby talks.
With a long sigh, you let him pull you up for a kiss. Maybe you could get used to this..
GET HIM OUTTA MY HEAD GET OUTTA MY HEAD GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT GEOUT GEOUT GET OUT GET OUTTA MY HEAD GET HIM OUT GET OUT GET OUT GET OUTTA MY HEAD OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUTT GET OUTTA MY HEAD
a few people like hair version so I try drawing them again. I guess this can be counted as playerling? this design is more distinct than I used to usually draw them at least (their personality is still the same as before)
