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“My, my, you Elsen do get up to some shenanigans, don’t you.”
“H-hhhh....? Wh-what are you r-referring t-to...?”

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@shovelingxcorpses
shovelingxcorpses started following you
“My, my, you Elsen do get up to some shenanigans, don’t you.”
“H-hhhh....? Wh-what are you r-referring t-to...?”
traumacomplex:
no but imagine the tally marks turning black if their love is requited.
and then imagine the tally marks becoming a scar when the one they love dies.
Imagine someone with no tally marks meeting someone with 50 tally marks
Imagine someone with no tally marks starting to like someone with all tally marks scarred
imagine aromantics with no tally marks laughing at this tally mark bullshit system
imagine someone afraid of being in love suddenly getting a tally mark
imagine someone married with a single nice black tally mark has a new one just appear
imagine someone with a single scarred mark that refuses to love again gets a new mark and it’s black
imagine someone who falls in love too easily having a lot of marks
imagine nurses at old people homes taking care of people with scarred marks, black marks, and no marks
#a desperate person crying as they take a marker and color the red ones black #wishing they were real #but then after a while they sadly go to wash off the marker #but one of the black marks won’t wash off #and they get frustrated trying to scrub the black mark off of them #but then they realize
SOMEONE BETTER WRITE A FANFICTION ABOUT THIS OR I WILL CRY
someone who goes to sleep with one nice black mark and wakes up with a scar
Well, crap. We got caught and now we’re chucked somewhere else.
Ta-daaaaa!
YOU ALL NEED TO CHILL
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So I got the escapists, and threw Toffee into jail.
Mort needs to chill.
※ (perhaps a chance for dom toffee?? hmmm????? e///v///e )
Mm sure thing~ ]]
Toffee’s hands slapped against the wall on either side of Pimp’s head, the shoveler looking up at him with half-lidded eyes and a smirk. “Hhhm…t-took me forever to track you down.”
Pimp blushed lightly and looked down to toffee, trying to push himself harder against the wall to get more distance between them “A-Ahaa..” he laughed nervously “Y-Yeah… i bet it took a while” he glanced away “why…did you wanna find me anyways?”
“I want you~” He purred softly,leaning up closer to Pimp’s face, lips mere centimeters apart, his curled in a smirk. “No--I need you. Right now. This very instant.”
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“Nnhh!! Hhhh, wh-wh…?”
Toffee whimpered softly and trembled, looking up at the other nervously.
“I…Hhh…I remember when you put your helmet on me…”
“heh,that’s great litte kiddo!,I’m so happy that you remember me”
the boy crossed his arms, he was smirking
Toffee wheezed softly, staring at him a bit...
"Ahh-hmm. A-another outsider? F-first that Mark guy and then you."
"Where am I even? Is this part of the gameplay?" Jack asked, scratching his head. It was definitely weird since it didn’t quite feel like he was playing a game, feeling inside it. "Hey, did you say Mark? I’m Jack, kid, and you are?"
Jack looked confused. “Um, I don’t know how to do that…”
“Hhh...I th-think he means that literally, J-jack…” Toffee spoke up after being so quiet. “L-like...v-visualize a keyboard, and p-press the key he’s talking about..? I-in your mind..?”
The Elsen let out a soft wheeze as he walked through the rainy Zone 1, shivering and drawing his coat around himself. Spotting an unfamiliar figure, he froze up. "H-hello?"
❛❛ Hey there— My names Mark! ❜❜
“Ah, Dedan. Yes, yes, he’s the Guardian.”
He nodded, adjusting his own coat to wrap closer around him.
“The rain certainly is memorable…but wet air is better than scorching hot furnace air, am I right?”
❛❛ Tell me about hot weather— Jesus! I live in a place where it’s always hot. I mean it’s not bad but sometimes it’s annoying. ❜❜
His laughed a bit— California was known for being hot, full of famous people, and a ton of traffic, but it was mainly know for it’s weather. Not terrible but there were some days where it was TOO hot.
“Always hot...I know it too well.” He nodded and sighed, glancing away.”Hh...hhm...So, i-is there anything you’re planning on doing here..? Anything you need further help with? I’ll do my b-best to h-h-hhhelp…”
“…Yes, the cafeteria and such places..do exist..but..skipping meals…” he wheezed and sighed. “Something I did a lot when I worked in the furnace.”
“Tsk, tsk, ami, and the furnace is the hard work.” Zacharie’s tone sounds a bit too ambivalent for proper tsking, but oh well. He doesn’t know or care enough to modify it. “But you do not work there now, correct? You used the past tense.”
“No...I don’t…” He glanced away, fidgeting with the cuffs of his blue coat. “I left a while back..n-now I’m delivering packages…”
“Hhh…I…I’m uh, h-how to say…recovering from its influence. Th-the director…is not a director I t-trust….I’ve lost so much because of this horrible p-place.”
❝ Addiction has its tendencies to be so cruel to its host. It wraps you around in a thorn and then lets you a little loose to give you a false sense of freedom, only for it to squeeze the soul out of your beating heart until it’s as dry as the Queen’s flower. Congratulations. You’ve become its whore. ❞
“N-no...It..it w-won’t g-get me like that..I won’t let it…” He shook his head, shaking lightly. “I’m recovering...I’ll b-be okay….”
why did i click it
why
it wont stoooop
"Ahh-hmm. A-another outsider? F-first that Mark guy and then you."
"Where am I even? Is this part of the gameplay?" Jack asked, scratching his head. It was definitely weird since it didn’t quite feel like he was playing a game, feeling inside it. "Hey, did you say Mark? I’m Jack, kid, and you are?"
He nodded and bit his lip. “Yeah, guess we need to be extra careful here then,” Jack mumbled before walking forward.
Toffee nodded, walking alongside for a moment of quiet.
Jack kept close to him. “Can you get your friend’s attention? I don’ wanna be rude.”
Toffee heistated then nodded, walking over the the figure and clearing his throat. “Hhh…Z-zacharie…?”
The merchant turned and looked at Toffee. “Ah? Yes, amigo?”
“…Hhh…m..my uh…new friend…n-needs a little h-hhhelp..”
Jack smiled and waved at Zacharie. “Hi, I’m Jack. I kinda need ta find my way back home.”
The masked man nodded and folded his arms, relaxing against the wall. “Ah, a puppeteer then. I believe it is a simple matter of hitting your mental ESC key.”
"Mental escape key? How the fuck do I do that?" He asked, looking at Zacharie cluelessly.
“Hahahaha, mi amigo, pull up that keyboard in your mind and simply press the escape key.”
"Ahh-hmm. A-another outsider? F-first that Mark guy and then you."
"Where am I even? Is this part of the gameplay?" Jack asked, scratching his head. It was definitely weird since it didn’t quite feel like he was playing a game, feeling inside it. "Hey, did you say Mark? I’m Jack, kid, and you are?"
He nodded and bit his lip. “Yeah, guess we need to be extra careful here then,” Jack mumbled before walking forward.
Toffee nodded, walking alongside for a moment of quiet.
Jack kept close to him. “Can you get your friend’s attention? I don’ wanna be rude.”
Toffee heistated then nodded, walking over the the figure and clearing his throat. “Hhh…Z-zacharie…?”
The merchant turned and looked at Toffee. “Ah? Yes, amigo?”
“…Hhh…m..my uh…new friend…n-needs a little h-hhhelp..”
Jack smiled and waved at Zacharie. “Hi, I’m Jack. I kinda need ta find my way back home.”
The masked man nodded and folded his arms, relaxing against the wall. “Ah, a puppeteer then. I believe it is a simple matter of hitting your mental ESC key.”
※ (perhaps a chance for dom toffee?? hmmm????? e///v///e )
Mm sure thing~ ]]
Toffee’s hands slapped against the wall on either side of Pimp’s head, the shoveler looking up at him with half-lidded eyes and a smirk. “Hhhm...t-took me forever to track you down.”
Dear everyone with a dick:
HOW THE FUCK DO YOU EVEN PANTS W/ THAT THING?! I CANNOT COMPREHEND???? LIKE DOES IT FLOP INTO ONE PANTLEG OR SOME SHIT? ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE A BIG WEEN? I AM CONFUSE AF.