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He/Him 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲, 𝗜'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀! ❝𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚?❞

[suits-and-ties]

Greetings!

My name is Suit! You may or may not have heard my name in relation to three pippinses going missing... Well, I am indeed one of them. And I am doing way better now, thanks for asking! Pleased to meet you!

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐈 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞! 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠… 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. 𝐒𝐨, 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬?

[suits-and-ties]

ahem.

apologies for my absence. i. misplaced my phone.

ive found it now, of course, so my abrupt disapearance is over.

[suits-and-ties]

I want to call you a slur is that allowed?

no, it is not. i'd prefer not to be made the victim of your personal biases, thanks.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

so what is yuri

[suits-and-ties]

huh. im not sure i know that word, but it does look a tad familiar?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

ok ok ok so its like girls kissing thats nice

[suits-and-ties]

ah! understood.

hmm.... i might be misremembering the context i saw it in then? i could have sworn someone used it to refer to us! haha.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

i mean. i guess we’re both kinda feminine??? but like im not a girl and as far as im aware you arent either haha

i wouldn’t mind either way i just like you :333

[suits-and-ties]

i am.... not. a girl, no.

ahem.

that is very sweet! the feeling is mutual, of course, my dear <3

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

mwahhh !!

[suits-and-ties]

mwah <3

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

so what is yuri

[suits-and-ties]

huh. im not sure i know that word, but it does look a tad familiar?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

ok ok ok so its like girls kissing thats nice

[suits-and-ties]

ah! understood.

hmm.... i might be misremembering the context i saw it in then? i could have sworn someone used it to refer to us! haha.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

i mean. i guess we’re both kinda feminine??? but like im not a girl and as far as im aware you arent either haha

i wouldn’t mind either way i just like you :333

[suits-and-ties]

i am.... not. a girl, no.

ahem.

that is very sweet! the feeling is mutual, of course, my dear <3

[suits-and-ties]

WELCOME BACK DUMBASS!!

...i think you may have some. concerning memories issues, dear anon. i did not go anywhere.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

so what is yuri

[suits-and-ties]

huh. im not sure i know that word, but it does look a tad familiar?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

ok ok ok so its like girls kissing thats nice

[suits-and-ties]

ah! understood.

hmm.... i might be misremembering the context i saw it in then? i could have sworn someone used it to refer to us! haha.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

so what is yuri

[suits-and-ties]

huh. im not sure i know that word, but it does look a tad familiar?

[suits-and-ties]

connections arc retcon b like "player got bored of weird route and went to an old normal route save"

LMAO YEAH

reloaded our save T.T

btwwww we retconned it back to like. immediately post suit revealing his true initial intentions to pips, so if yall wanna maybe send some asks to kickstart it thatd be nice,,,, blink blonk wink wonk

[suits-and-ties]

ooc post

so uh.

we are not enjoying the connections arc anymore. it's gone on far too long, and atp it feels like i cant write suit at all. and i miss writing suit a LOT. it was fun

so. we (me&, trinket mod, and connections mod) have agreed to retcon the arc, and bring back pre-arc suit. any mentions of the arc will, in character, be ignored and treated as if it never happened.

in other words: the old suit is BACK baby!! i have no idea what that'll mean for the future of the blog, but from now on ill probably stick to relationship drama and the like.

that's all for now!! :3

[suits-and-ties]

@trinket-thetranslucent-pippins

woah!! ah! h- hey- why are-

* i panic, for a moment, in shock, before i jump to try to hold them back, wrapping my arms around their midsection and trying to pull them away.

please! calm down, down!

* And you choke, eyes wide as breath is stolen and shallow. Empty and hollow in a way that echoes. Your neck feels cold, icy, frigid like snow. Like metal and bone left outside in the snow until they turned brittle. The flesh is cold. The hummingbird thump of a heart pulsing through veins and felt in the hands. Excitement, easy to mistake for being fear. Tail tucked in and twitching as blood falls in thin streams from a neck, from cuts made by claws.

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[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< No. No they wouldn’t give in. Wouldn’t give up. They knew the sweet feel of their dear heart’s neck, the gentle cold that he gave off. This wasn’t right, it wasn’t correct. It wasn’t him. >

No no NO!! Let me GO! It’s not you its WRONG! IT’S WRONG!!

< The pippins practically shrieked their statement, so out of it they barely understood anything themself. All they knew was that this was wrong, and they must protect the right! Its eyes stung from tears, throat burned from yells. >

< All that mattered was that Suit was okay. >

< All that mattered was THEIR heart was safe. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[There was a knock at the door. Even while concerned, Pips tried to be polite and not barge in without permission.]

[Not like she especially wanted to come in, she still wasn't on the best terms with the place's owner. And yet, Trinket was there and needed help.]

[He didn't really have a choice.]

[suits-and-ties]

* i freeze, staring at the door, a little dazed by the sudden noise–so much so i almost forget whats happening.

* Another in the play, not much can be done pinned down and unable to move, for if it was anyone but you. The door slowly creaks open, a scene open to be entered. The next part is here, how fun.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< They too, totally freeze up upon hearing the knock. Who was there who was there who was PIPS PIPS OH WAS IT PIPS……? >

< Their head turned slowly to face the door, a slim, nervous smile crossing them finally. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[It, indeed, was Pips.]

[She immediately looked around, trying to find Trinket. When she did, she gave them an awkward smile in return. What a situation, huh?]

[He looked at Suit.]

...can i come in?

[suits-and-ties]

* A serene smile from you greets them, plastered on in moments, artfully fake but nearing the edges of being real, just missing that mark and only looking like a simulacrum, a grimace altered. The pinned you, tail curled up, the injuries and body language belay someone who is in a bad situation.

* i stand dumbly—looking dumb, feeling dumb. my head still throbs with the pain of untreated injuries, arms stiff at my side. i feel useless, useless, useless to help. there's visible relief crossing my features to have another person involved, cause im not sure what to do about this. i struggle to collect my thoughts, standing ramrod straight, tail wrapped stiffly around myself.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

U-uuhm— P-Pips, dear….? Could-Could you do me a favor an-and try and see i-i-if you can patch Suit up…..? P-Please..

< Trinket looked down at “Suit”, pressing their hands real hard down against his throat, making sure it wasn’t going ANYWHERE. >

Th-the real Suit, not this fake fu-fucker..

< Their eyes burned with hatred, now seemingly much more focused. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[Pips stayed silent for a couple of seconds, trying to process the situation. Deciding to just not think about it too hard, she nodded and came in.]

[He grabbed Suit by his arm and sat him down on the couch. It looked him up and down, analyzing the severity of the injuries.]

...do you have any food? you need to be healed up.

[suits-and-ties]

* i go limp as im brought away, doing whats wanted of me—though, i can't help but hesitate, glancing back at the other two with concern. i take a second to process the question.

food, food? food? uhm-

* i lean back thinking. this building is so strange... the changes made to it leaving me dazed, directionless. i can't remember where anything is. i look around, trying to think up where there might be any food.

there... should be some in that cabinet, cabinet, i believe.

* i point towards a cabinet, unusually fused into a bar—it looks similar to what rambs bar looked like in a now bygone era.

* You have no more point to pretend here, so, why not put on a show, so, why not drop the guise that you've worn, ill fitting yet not. Slowly, flesh begins to slough off into the watercolors that made it, staining the floors below, and a single baleful eye stares, the scribbles shifting, the surroundings clouded with noxious smog, red and black flooding the area. No neck left for it to hold.

* And freed from a grasp, you rise, the jittering of a form barely existing. And you speak, the echo of applause in the hallow and hollow tones that make up pleasantries and words.

What a show, don't you think?

drawing of connections, by waltz! :3

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< As the “Suit’s” flesh began to melt off of it, they scrambled off with a yelp, falling backwards and hitting their head with a loud THUNK! As it rose, their mouth ran agape, mind finding itself hollow. >

< Oh GOD…. What…? What..? WHAT.?? >

You— Y-you I-I KNEW YO-YOU WEREN’T REAL!!

< Trinket practically screamed at the disgusting figure, tears flying from them as they pointed an accusatory finger after standing. >

Sh-show…? Yo-you think this is a GAME?? LOOK AT HIM!!?

[pips-the-pippins]

[Making a mental note of the cabinet for later, Pips stood up and ran up to Trinket.]

[They weren't sure what was happening, but that thing seemed dangerous and they needed to get Trinket to safety.]

[It grabbed them by the hand and pulled them away from Connections, onto the same couch that Suit was on.]

are you alright??

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< As Trinket was grabbed, they lifted a hand up with the intention to HURT. Moments before doing so, their mind had the realization that the grab was to help, not harm. Afterwards, it froze up, breathing being one of the only audible noises in the room. >

< The next moment, they found themself burying its face into Pips’ chest, absolutely sobbing. >

< Damnit, their head hurt.. >

< Yeah, crying now was irresponsible, they should be doing something.. It just.. Couldn’t. >

< Coward. >

< Couldn’t even find your own words, how sad.. >

[pips-the-pippins]

trinket...

[He pet their head and wrapped his arms around them.]

it's alright... im here, okay? everything's gonna be okay... ill do my best to help...

[She glanced at the cabinet that supposedly had the food.]

[...he'd get to it in a little bit.]

[suits-and-ties]

* i dont move. i feel frozen. happy to have someone else here, yes. of course i am, am. but... my head feels awful, and i feel so useless. so i dig my claws into my pants and stare ahead in silence. i can wait, wait, wait. thats probably what she wants, isnt it? for me to wait for him? sit right here until ze comes back? they wanted me here for a reason, so ill wait patiently.

* You peer, an eye staring, advancing forwards, the smudges and the discarded pieces that make a form blurring through the canvas that make a world. And then, you speak, eye staring, prompting, nigh mocking. The white and the red becoming a consuming abyss. Predatory, stalking, as the newest arrival here is stared out, and then at the one who came first, not the one you had shaped.

You've came, because you need to feel like you are worth something. A sympathy that'll drain you dry. You, caught in a tangled mess of emotions, you don't even like them anymore. Secrecy revealed. And so, you're here to soothe your burned heart, are you not?

And you, selfish, selfish, selfish. Here for your love, aware that the way you feel is different at the core then theirs, you won't ever be able to make things how they were, you won't reach the one you love.

[suits-and-ties]

@trinket-thetranslucent-pippins

woah!! ah! h- hey- why are-

* i panic, for a moment, in shock, before i jump to try to hold them back, wrapping my arms around their midsection and trying to pull them away.

please! calm down, down!

* And you choke, eyes wide as breath is stolen and shallow. Empty and hollow in a way that echoes. Your neck feels cold, icy, frigid like snow. Like metal and bone left outside in the snow until they turned brittle. The flesh is cold. The hummingbird thump of a heart pulsing through veins and felt in the hands. Excitement, easy to mistake for being fear. Tail tucked in and twitching as blood falls in thin streams from a neck, from cuts made by claws.

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[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< No. No they wouldn’t give in. Wouldn’t give up. They knew the sweet feel of their dear heart’s neck, the gentle cold that he gave off. This wasn’t right, it wasn’t correct. It wasn’t him. >

No no NO!! Let me GO! It’s not you its WRONG! IT’S WRONG!!

< The pippins practically shrieked their statement, so out of it they barely understood anything themself. All they knew was that this was wrong, and they must protect the right! Its eyes stung from tears, throat burned from yells. >

< All that mattered was that Suit was okay. >

< All that mattered was THEIR heart was safe. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[There was a knock at the door. Even while concerned, Pips tried to be polite and not barge in without permission.]

[Not like she especially wanted to come in, she still wasn't on the best terms with the place's owner. And yet, Trinket was there and needed help.]

[He didn't really have a choice.]

[suits-and-ties]

* i freeze, staring at the door, a little dazed by the sudden noise–so much so i almost forget whats happening.

* Another in the play, not much can be done pinned down and unable to move, for if it was anyone but you. The door slowly creaks open, a scene open to be entered. The next part is here, how fun.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< They too, totally freeze up upon hearing the knock. Who was there who was there who was PIPS PIPS OH WAS IT PIPS……? >

< Their head turned slowly to face the door, a slim, nervous smile crossing them finally. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[It, indeed, was Pips.]

[She immediately looked around, trying to find Trinket. When she did, she gave them an awkward smile in return. What a situation, huh?]

[He looked at Suit.]

...can i come in?

[suits-and-ties]

* A serene smile from you greets them, plastered on in moments, artfully fake but nearing the edges of being real, just missing that mark and only looking like a simulacrum, a grimace altered. The pinned you, tail curled up, the injuries and body language belay someone who is in a bad situation.

* i stand dumbly—looking dumb, feeling dumb. my head still throbs with the pain of untreated injuries, arms stiff at my side. i feel useless, useless, useless to help. there's visible relief crossing my features to have another person involved, cause im not sure what to do about this. i struggle to collect my thoughts, standing ramrod straight, tail wrapped stiffly around myself.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

U-uuhm— P-Pips, dear….? Could-Could you do me a favor an-and try and see i-i-if you can patch Suit up…..? P-Please..

< Trinket looked down at “Suit”, pressing their hands real hard down against his throat, making sure it wasn’t going ANYWHERE. >

Th-the real Suit, not this fake fu-fucker..

< Their eyes burned with hatred, now seemingly much more focused. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[Pips stayed silent for a couple of seconds, trying to process the situation. Deciding to just not think about it too hard, she nodded and came in.]

[He grabbed Suit by his arm and sat him down on the couch. It looked him up and down, analyzing the severity of the injuries.]

...do you have any food? you need to be healed up.

[suits-and-ties]

* i go limp as im brought away, doing whats wanted of me—though, i can't help but hesitate, glancing back at the other two with concern. i take a second to process the question.

food, food? food? uhm-

* i lean back thinking. this building is so strange... the changes made to it leaving me dazed, directionless. i can't remember where anything is. i look around, trying to think up where there might be any food.

there... should be some in that cabinet, cabinet, i believe.

* i point towards a cabinet, unusually fused into a bar—it looks similar to what rambs bar looked like in a now bygone era.

* You have no more point to pretend here, so, why not put on a show, so, why not drop the guise that you've worn, ill fitting yet not. Slowly, flesh begins to slough off into the watercolors that made it, staining the floors below, and a single baleful eye stares, the scribbles shifting, the surroundings clouded with noxious smog, red and black flooding the area. No neck left for it to hold.

* And freed from a grasp, you rise, the jittering of a form barely existing. And you speak, the echo of applause in the hallow and hollow tones that make up pleasantries and words.

What a show, don't you think?

drawing of connections, by waltz! :3

[suits-and-ties]

@trinket-thetranslucent-pippins

woah!! ah! h- hey- why are-

* i panic, for a moment, in shock, before i jump to try to hold them back, wrapping my arms around their midsection and trying to pull them away.

please! calm down, down!

* And you choke, eyes wide as breath is stolen and shallow. Empty and hollow in a way that echoes. Your neck feels cold, icy, frigid like snow. Like metal and bone left outside in the snow until they turned brittle. The flesh is cold. The hummingbird thump of a heart pulsing through veins and felt in the hands. Excitement, easy to mistake for being fear. Tail tucked in and twitching as blood falls in thin streams from a neck, from cuts made by claws.

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[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< No. No they wouldn’t give in. Wouldn’t give up. They knew the sweet feel of their dear heart’s neck, the gentle cold that he gave off. This wasn’t right, it wasn’t correct. It wasn’t him. >

No no NO!! Let me GO! It’s not you its WRONG! IT’S WRONG!!

< The pippins practically shrieked their statement, so out of it they barely understood anything themself. All they knew was that this was wrong, and they must protect the right! Its eyes stung from tears, throat burned from yells. >

< All that mattered was that Suit was okay. >

< All that mattered was THEIR heart was safe. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[There was a knock at the door. Even while concerned, Pips tried to be polite and not barge in without permission.]

[Not like she especially wanted to come in, she still wasn't on the best terms with the place's owner. And yet, Trinket was there and needed help.]

[He didn't really have a choice.]

[suits-and-ties]

* i freeze, staring at the door, a little dazed by the sudden noise–so much so i almost forget whats happening.

* Another in the play, not much can be done pinned down and unable to move, for if it was anyone but you. The door slowly creaks open, a scene open to be entered. The next part is here, how fun.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< They too, totally freeze up upon hearing the knock. Who was there who was there who was PIPS PIPS OH WAS IT PIPS……? >

< Their head turned slowly to face the door, a slim, nervous smile crossing them finally. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[It, indeed, was Pips.]

[She immediately looked around, trying to find Trinket. When she did, she gave them an awkward smile in return. What a situation, huh?]

[He looked at Suit.]

...can i come in?

[suits-and-ties]

* A serene smile from you greets them, plastered on in moments, artfully fake but nearing the edges of being real, just missing that mark and only looking like a simulacrum, a grimace altered. The pinned you, tail curled up, the injuries and body language belay someone who is in a bad situation.

* i stand dumbly—looking dumb, feeling dumb. my head still throbs with the pain of untreated injuries, arms stiff at my side. i feel useless, useless, useless to help. there's visible relief crossing my features to have another person involved, cause im not sure what to do about this. i struggle to collect my thoughts, standing ramrod straight, tail wrapped stiffly around myself.

[suits-and-ties]

@trinket-thetranslucent-pippins

woah!! ah! h- hey- why are-

* i panic, for a moment, in shock, before i jump to try to hold them back, wrapping my arms around their midsection and trying to pull them away.

please! calm down, down!

* And you choke, eyes wide as breath is stolen and shallow. Empty and hollow in a way that echoes. Your neck feels cold, icy, frigid like snow. Like metal and bone left outside in the snow until they turned brittle. The flesh is cold. The hummingbird thump of a heart pulsing through veins and felt in the hands. Excitement, easy to mistake for being fear. Tail tucked in and twitching as blood falls in thin streams from a neck, from cuts made by claws.

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[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< No. No they wouldn’t give in. Wouldn’t give up. They knew the sweet feel of their dear heart’s neck, the gentle cold that he gave off. This wasn’t right, it wasn’t correct. It wasn’t him. >

No no NO!! Let me GO! It’s not you its WRONG! IT’S WRONG!!

< The pippins practically shrieked their statement, so out of it they barely understood anything themself. All they knew was that this was wrong, and they must protect the right! Its eyes stung from tears, throat burned from yells. >

< All that mattered was that Suit was okay. >

< All that mattered was THEIR heart was safe. >

[pips-the-pippins]

[There was a knock at the door. Even while concerned, Pips tried to be polite and not barge in without permission.]

[Not like she especially wanted to come in, she still wasn't on the best terms with the place's owner. And yet, Trinket was there and needed help.]

[He didn't really have a choice.]

[suits-and-ties]

* i freeze, staring at the door, a little dazed by the sudden noise–so much so i almost forget whats happening.

* Another in the play, not much can be done pinned down and unable to move, for if it was anyone but you. The door slowly creaks open, a scene open to be entered. The next part is here, how fun.

[suits-and-ties]

@trinket-thetranslucent-pippins

woah!! ah! h- hey- why are-

* i panic, for a moment, in shock, before i jump to try to hold them back, wrapping my arms around their midsection and trying to pull them away.

please! calm down, down!

* And you choke, eyes wide as breath is stolen and shallow. Empty and hollow in a way that echoes. Your neck feels cold, icy, frigid like snow. Like metal and bone left outside in the snow until they turned brittle. The flesh is cold. The hummingbird thump of a heart pulsing through veins and felt in the hands. Excitement, easy to mistake for being fear. Tail tucked in and twitching as blood falls in thin streams from a neck, from cuts made by claws.

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[suits-and-ties]

< A quick succession of knocks hit the door. >

< The presence felt panicked .. >

@trinket-thetranslucent-pippins

* i open the door, smiling- company! i love company! dont i?

[he doesnt look so good. two lines, scratched down his mouth. claw marks across the face. bandages around the head. and rips in either side of his clothes, where claws dug through.]

hello! welcome, welcome! welcome!

* my tail drags behind me, tail legs clicking against the floor.

[there are no legs, besides the usual ones.]

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket completely freezes up at the sight of their beloved being so damaged. Holy shit. What..? >

< Their tail bent at sharp angles, tension pulsing through the pippins. No. No. No. Oh my goodness, what the fuck… >

< What were they meant to say? What were they meant to think? Trinket reached out slightly, a strangled noise of fear and pain working its way out of them.. >

< They couldn’t move, they couldn’t act, they couldn’t control themself. Not as the tears began to fall, not as they spoke. >

“S-suit….?”

[suits-and-ties]

* theyre... crying? theyre crying! oh! no, no! no! i dont want that! i dont want them to cry! oh, this hurts to witness... something about it just seems like someone i dont want upset...

oh, no! please, come in! rest! whats wrong? why are you crying, dear?

* i wonder why i called it dear..? it felt so natural to do... hm.

[the inside of the house looks different now. wrong. i strange mishmash of different things- colors clashing together unnaturally.]

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket almost, almost walked inside without another care, tempted by the familiar comfort of their lover. >

< No, nonononono! He couldn’t just PRETEND like nothing was wrong, like everything didn’t fee wrong. Like whatever happened wasn’t their fault.. >

< They couldn’t speak, voice locked up in the cage of their nonexistent throat. Though, they ever so gently grabbed Suit by the face, holding him so they could actually see what the hell happened. >

< Say something. Say ANYTHING! >

“Wh-what happened…?”

< Fuck, that was pathetic. Couldn’t even get a sorry out..? >

< They didn’t even pay attention to the state of the house, only focusing on Suit. He was all that mattered, anyways. >

[suits-and-ties]

what do you mean, mean what happened?

* i dont know why, but i feel myself melt into your hands, eyes fluttering closed.

* oh, yes. i like touch! thats why! of course! why did i even question?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

“Wh-what do you MEAN ‘WHAT HAPPENED’?? Yo-you’re hurt!? BAD…”

< Bad. No. Stop. >

< Why would you yell? That’s just going to upset him more.. Or hurt him…. Nonono, Suit was fragile, they should be careful, gentle, kind.. >

< Fuck, it was scared for him… >

“Pl-please t-tell me what h-happened….”

< Trinket pulled Suit into a hug, beginning to sob into his shoulder. Stop it, that was going to hurt him. Be logical, stop being pathetic. >

[suits-and-ties]

oh..! oh, no...

* i wrap my arms around you, tight- running a hand up and down your back. this isnt good... ive upset you! upset you! upset!

please, lets rest! i dont want you upset!

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

F-ffine….

< This was good, right..? Suit would rest, they could treat him, they could take care of him. >

< They could figure out who the hell did this and make them HURT. >

< Nobody fucking messes with the people they love.. >

Pl-please.. Rest yourself, my l-love.

< While silent tears still streamed down their face, Trinket picked Suit up so so so gently… Someone that hurt shouldn’t be walking! >

Is this okay..? I w-want you comfortable..

[suits-and-ties]

* my face flushes. oh! haha, ha, wow... theyre strong, huh?

yes! i am- this- this is ok! i have. no, no complaints.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

..At least you’ve got some of you left in there…

< He wasn’t acting normal, that was for sure. But Trinket could see it was still Suit, even through the scars. >

< The scars that were their fault, no matter what had happened.. >

< Trinket made sure to hold Suit gently still, growing slightly in size to have a better hold. Meanwhile, they took him to the most comfortable place they could find, whatever that was… >

< They sat down, keeping their heart in their lap as they kept their hold gentle. >

….I still don’t understand what happened.. A-are you in pain….?

< They should be doing something……. >

[suits-and-ties]

* i sit down where you sit me, smiling- wide and unnatural, fangs poking through.

[the fangs are fake, carrying a subtle plastic texture. although, pippins are pretty plasticky anyways.]

* im completely pliant to what you want of me. of course i am! im happy to help- do whatevers wanted. if this is wanted, i see no harm!

hm... the head, heads the worst of it. but my mouth stings too, too. too.

* i wrap an arm around myself, applying pressure to the slightly bloody puncture wound in my side. it doesnt ease the pain, if anything it makes it worse, but its still nice in a way.

but im ok! really, its not so bad. i can handle it.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< WHAT WERE THEY MEANT TO DO ????? How were they meant to DEAL WITH THIS?? >

< Start from the top… That makes sense, right..?

So.. Su-suit… Who-Wh-Who did this to you…?

< They were going to make sure that person hurt.. >

< Meanwhile, Trinket surveyed the damages done to Suit’s head, trying to see how bad the injury was and if the bandaging even did anything for him.. >

[suits-and-ties]

* There's a distant sound of hissing machinery in the distance. My attention grabbed by it. Important, important. Important. I already seem more cheerful, smile more genuine hearing the noise.

oh, its nothing, nothing to worry about!! i was just helping out a friend!

* my tail wraps around you, soft fur blanketing you. that should help cheer you up! right, right, right?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket’s brows furrowed, tears beginning to cloud their eyes again. No, they had to stay strong… They blinked the tears away, petting Suit’s tail as an attempt to comfort him. >

Whoever this “friend” is, I don’t want you near them again, got that? What were you even helping them with anyways?? Couldn’t have been anything good, that’s for sure..

< Trinket leaned into Suit, encapsulating him in a warm, gentle hug. >

[suits-and-ties]

* i melt into the hug instantly. it feels nice, and familiar in a way i cant place.

* warm... so warm, warm... and something so familiar, too. this is so nice, i wouldnt mind drowning in it. i forget to answer.

* It feels like someone else, my other half.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket’s natural warmth continued to translate to Suit as they hoped he enjoyed it, a gentle purr reverberating from within their chest. A soft, sweet song of comfort for their heart, crafted subconsciously just for who they loved. >

Suit…? You alright?

< He seemed comfortable but…. He wasn’t answering.. They worried the injuries may be getting to Suit. >

[suits-and-ties]

mmh..?

* i hum sleepily- oh! oh, no! i shouldnt doze off like this! i have a guest! ill upset it!

* oh, but theyre so warm... so comfortable...

[body worn, suit plops his head down, resting it on trinkets shoulder- a comfort he cant explain overpowering suit.]

'm ok- im! im ok, ok, ok! just. youre very warm.

you asked me a question..?

* I purr back.

[suit does not purr.]

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket reluctantly giggled, goodness, he was cute… Not the time though.. He was hurt. >

Your.. Friend… Wh-what exactly were you helping them with..?

< It tried to remain calm, it really did. Yet the idea of this friend filled them with such a rage it was hard to contain. Though, they managed, being with Suit helping them stay calm. >

[suits-and-ties]

a pen! a very important pen, for an important story!! a story they need to write! and i was happy to help- of course! of course! he is my friend.

* i tilt my head to the side, smiling eagerly- happy to talk about him. happy, happy!! happy! my tail wraps around you tighter, and i chirp as i talk.

[a visible exhaustion washes over suit, smile wobbly and insincere. he doesnt chirp- thats not something he can do.]

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< It’s so hard not to cry right now, they need to cry- To just let everything out in a pathetic wail of apologies. Would Suit even accept it? Did he even understand what was happening….? >

I.. I don’t understand… Were you helping him make a pen? Di-did-

< Trinket’s hold on Suit got tighter, tighter than it needed to be, tighter than they meant it to be. >

-..Did he hurt you with this “pen”..?

I swear to the titan if he hurt you…..-

[suits-and-ties]

...he did what was neccessary, necessary! neccesary!

* i give no protest, returning the intensity of the hug.

[even if he shouldnt, considering the injuries. Red stains, can you ever wash it away?]

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

What?- You’re no- You’re not an object, suit damnit!

< Trinket yelled out, growing even more to match their absolute loathing for whatever monster ruined him. They didn’t get it, why wouldn’t he just TELL THEM. >

< They couldn’t take it. >

< The sobs choked their way out of it, tears pathetically running down their broken face. Why didn’t he tell them, didn’t he trust them? Was this friend more important than they were??? They wanted to scream, it wished to tear the friend to pieces. >

< JUST…!!- JUST…..!— JUST TELL >

Tell me…Pl-please……

..I love you….

< Pathetic. Suit is in pain and you’re acting like the victim. How utterly horrible you are. >

[suits-and-ties]

...suit...?

* i look completely confused. i am completely confused. who is it talking about..?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

That’s your name…. D-do.. Do you not know your name..?

< Their paused in their fit of sobs, tilting their head down at him. Did he hit his head and get amnesia or something?? >

[suits-and-ties]

...i am connections. my name is. connections. connections.

[his tone goes flat, something uncomfortable in it- he seems to struggle to say it, but they say it anyways.]

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

……No it fucking isn’t…

< Trinket held onto SUIT still, gentler now, yet not letting him go. They wouldn’t let him go, not until everything was okay. That was the right thing to do, surely? It’d fix him.. It’d make him okay… >

What happened to you…?

[suits-and-ties]

but, i...

* they seem upset. maybe i should keep quiet, quiet. quiet. If this upsets them, I simply won't mention it. Keeping it contained inside what should be, until I can bring it back out again and make myself comfortable.

i doesnt matter! no need to worry, dear- hm.

what is your name, name?

* Windchimes ding in the distance, the sounds of shifting leaves, something opens and closes.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< . . . >

…

I… I-I-

But... you know my name…..?

< Trinket seemed utterly baffled, a sense of unease crawling up its spine. Was this even Suit…? Was it a trick?? Did whatever this was hurt the REAL Suit? Surely it had to be Suit. >

< Hopefully.. >

..It’s Trinket…

[suits-and-ties]

do i? i dont remember...

trinket, trinket. trinket. i like that name! something about it is very lovely to me.

...would i call it cute, cute...? yes. i would. you have a cute name!

* i smile as i chatter, chirping again. my tail legs click and tap happily.

[he does not chirp. there are no legs on his tail.]

* A nearby room has the floorboards creak.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

…Wh-what do you mean you don’t remember….?

I-I…

< Trinket wiped more tears away, unable to stop the continuous sobs that flowed out. They dug their fingers into the floor to try and stop themself from harming Suit any further, only hurting themself. >

Do-don’t you remember me..? I-I’m your pa-partner…. Your love..?

[suits-and-ties]

* i look you straight in the eye, squinting as if im thinking-

...im not. i- i dont.

* i look away, turning my eyes to the floor. that cant be true... it would be wonderful, wonderful, wonderful if it was!! it seems so lovely... such a kind stranger. but im not going to pretend something that isnt true!

* i shake my head.

i am... so, so, so sorry. but i do not remember you, you.

* Something that is true is here. A door opens.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket leans back against the wall much too hard, slamming their head back against it in an aggravated groan. Damnit, that hurt.. Pulsations of pain flow through their cracked head, a terrible headache coming on. >

I…..

I’m go-gonna go get you some bandages….

< And with that, Trinket places Suit off of their lap, propping him up against something comfortable. They couldn’t even look at him in the eye, they couldn’t do this. >

I love you..

< Then, they had left. Just to another room, of course! Yet it felt so.. Important…. >

[suits-and-ties]

a- are you-

ah.

* i sit patiently, waiting for them to come back. its what they want, after all!

* I talk a bit, before shifting slightly. And then you wait where I used to be, while I head to another room.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket fumbled through everything they could, not finding much in this utterly destroyed house. Though, it managed to find a bit of medical supplies. >

< As it returned, it still couldn’t look the other in the eye.

[suits-and-ties]

* i run my hands across bars, listening ast the metal of my claws clinks against them.

* And you wait exactly where I used to be, fidgeting with your tail. Before you look up and shakily smile at it when it returns.

You're back, back! Back!

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

Ye-yeah… Uhm..

< Trinket pulled the new bandages closer, sifting through the supplies. >

What hurts the most..? Then I can figure out what to work on first..

< Their tone was much more dry by now. >

[suits-and-ties]

* You take a moment to think, mind seemingly fuzzy, before answering. Acting hesitant, what is the dry tone coming from?

Well! I think, think it is my head.

* The stage feels empty without you here, I think as I look at the all too famialr trapdoor there, curtains fluttering. A flower that seems cared for but fallen to the wayside recently basks in the sun from a barred window.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket muttered to themself. Something felt wrong, off… They didn’t understand why everything felt so wrong. A different wrong, more wrong, worse.. >

‘Kay..

< The pippins got to work, peeling back the sloppy bandages to survey more of the damage done. >

[suits-and-ties]

* You've mimicked the damage nigh perfectly, you were there when it was done to me afterall. The scratched edges where my metal claws tore in until they ripped plastic off to make a hole where a pip used to be. It's still sluggishly bleeding blood, a red, with the barest edges of something darker in it.

* You act pliant, letting everything be done to you and listening to muttering it does.

* I look at the flower, when did I get that, that. That again? I don't remember, and before long that thought slips away like dust on the wind.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

Ff-fucking hell… Damnit..

< Trinket fumbled with their limited supplies, pulling out a soft rag they had wetted to begin wiping up the blood. They still muttered to themself, confused as ever. >

….Are things ever going to be the same…?

< Suit wouldn’t understand, but what did that matter anyways. >

[suits-and-ties]

* You tilt your head at words said by it here. After letting the head you have currently be cleaned of the bloody crust and leaking it is doing. It smears a bit, the dark red. Still welling up with more slightly.

Same as what? Before, before, before?

* i kick my feet in the grass, getting bored. what was i in here for again? did i just wander off to wander off?

* my hand digs at the ground, running along roots that poke up through tile flooring.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

Yeah- Mmmf….. Whatever..

< Trinket continues cleaning Suit up, gently caressing his face. It didn’t matter though, would it ever matter again….? >

Do you even realize how hurt you are?

< Their tone was dry, detached even. >

[suits-and-ties]

* You lean into the touches granted to you by it, dropping it since it dropped the topic. You make your tail wag the slightest bit, before stilling it at the next words. Shrinking in on yourself. The tone would make them upset, thinking is is upset at him, so you act like that in turn. Silent.

* i flop down, laying on the ground and staring up. bored, bored. bored!! and my head! im getting a little sick of it. i wonder, wonder, if theres pain meds lying around?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

Answer me…

< Their tone was aggravated, much harsher than anything they’ve ever used with Suit. Once they were satisfied with cleaning the head, Trinket began to bandage Suit up properly, taking their time with it. >

< They continued on, ignoring their previous question. >

I- What do you remember..?

[suits-and-ties]

* You flinch at the aggravated tone, looking away as a tail curls inwards, tucking in at the so called percieved anger at you. The continued bandaging is enjoyed, what fun, you think, considering it isn't even going to the right person here. They are elsewhere after all. You hesitantly reply.

I remember going down, down! Down deep below! I remember having one last show, show! Showing them all some chaos, chaos! I remember a phone call! Calling to me! Calling and ringing!

* ...i walk back into the room. obviously, obviously, theres no reason for me to be here, anyways. i greet trinket and connections with a smile and a wave.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Before Trinket could even answer, they froze up entirely upon seeing the other Suit. Fucking hell their head hurt too much for this. >

< In a quick flurry of emotions, the blue pippins scrambled away from the Suit that was in front of it, kicking him in the process. >

I-I-I— HUH???- Wha- What—?????

< The stumbled over their own words, grabbing at their cracked head, the pain only worsening as their vision blurred. >

GREAT NOW I’M SEEING SHIT TOO???— HAHA…!

< Trinket’s laugh was strained, maniacal. >

< They were so so SO confused. >

< And so scared. >

[suits-and-ties]

* You keep up the masquerade that is going on, letting yourself fall over from the kick that it gave to you, perhaps in different circumstances, you would've smiled at what is going on here. But for now, you keep on pretending, weaving a tale that pulls it in and confuses exactly like intended. You let yourself stay sprawled out for a bit, a low whine in your throat, before pulling yourself up and holding your head, which took seemingly rough tumble from that. It is quite strong isn't it. Then, you look at I. And wave, hiding the knowing in the motion.

Oh! Hi Connections!

* Before you look concerned for it. Holding a so called hesitant hand out, unsure how to act. You listen to the laughter coming forth, oh, what a preformance to watch.

Are, you... Alright? I can assure you! You aren't seeing anything! That is just Connections!

* i step closer, waving- oh, right! its here! thats wonderful, wonderful! wonderful! they were so nice to me, it would be fun to talk to them more.

* i sit down next to connections, smiling.

hi! hello! sorry, sorry i walked out. not sure why i did!

* my tail sways behind me comfortably.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket’s pupils dilated at the sight of Suit(?) in pain, hurrying over to help. Fuck fuck FUCK why why would they- >

< The pippins quickly paused, looking over the Suit they had kicked. >

< What was going on…? Was one of them even real, was anything real? Why why were there TWO?? Was it a dream, a figment of their imagination and they just looked utterly ridiculous to a perfectly normal Suit??? >

< It was all too much.. Tears began to disgustingly fall from them, a moment of selfish emotion, feeling as if they burned into its very being. >

I-I don’t understand..?

< Trinket shrunk down about a foot or so without realizing, curling into itself. >

[suits-and-ties]

* You smile at I, at them hurrying to help me. Then after the memories fade, lets it fade as well into naught but the dust on the wind. The moment dissolving like a melting sunrise. Before it looked back, the smile was already gone. The delight at the play being held carefully tucked away inside. The reverie here, not at all lucid. Entraps and fester as it rots here. This is a burning memory afterall.

* You get up, and slowly approach, nodding at me, before kneeling before it, and placing a clawed hand on its shoulder. The metal claws digging in slightly as the hand rests on it. A tail curling around the small pippins here from the thing that only looks like a pippins. A cold comfort.

* for a moment, im confused. why are they upset? whats going on? did something happen? did i do something wrong-wrong-wrong?

* but when you nod i snap out of it, walking up to them and doing the same- theres a distinct gentleness when my hand rests on trinkets shoulder, claws deliberately held back, unlike yours. my tail brushes at its legs loosely.

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Perhaps, yes, this was meant to be comfort for Trinket. Perhaps it was torment, taunting them as their eyes bored into the ground and clutched at their head. >

< The pippins ground its teeth together, producing a harsh noise that sounded as if could snap at any moment. If it had hair, it would surely be pulling away at such. >

< Suddenly, they couldn’t take it, growing back to their original size and pushing both Suits off of them. Stop it stop it stop it stop. >

<Howtofixthings.>

< Fuck, their head hurt. >

< Well, maybe it could just play along, ask questions. What was this, a game? Perhaps they had to figure out which was real in this hallucination, that’d lead to the end. >

< Immediately, they did notice how odd it was that the new Suit had been acting more prone to showing pain..and giving it.. They didn’t think they liked that one, Suit would never hurt them! The clawmarks felt like they burned. >

[suits-and-ties]

* You flinch shallowly at the harsh noise. and then the shove makes you stumble a bit, but you remain standing. Try as it may, you won't be shoved away fully. You ramain standing near them. Watching, a feigned concern in your eyes as you stay silent, watching, waiting for something to happen, for this story to continue, You hold an arm out, hesitant, before dropping it. And then, you watch me, waiting to see what I do.

* i hit the ground with an unceremonious "oof!" body weak from the poorly treated injuries. i look up at them, dazed and a little confused. what did i do wrong-wrong-wrong..? can i fix this..?

[trinket-thetranslucent-pippins]

< Trinket stumbled back, holding an arm out and pointing a finger between both Suits. They looked utterly terrified.. Whiskers all frayed, glossy eyes darting from Suit to Suit. They just didn’t get it. >

< Words barely came out. After all of this, speaking had to be the hardest part. Trinket’s through felt like a jail cell, the key already having been digested and discarded of. >

Wh-wh…. wh-which o-on-ne of y-you is… i-is…. real…..

< They clutched their free hand against their chest, grasping at its own poncho for any semblance of comfort they could get. >

[suits-and-ties]

* i look to you, confused, hoping for a clear way to react or what to say. what do they mean real, real? real? arent we both real? we're both here! * You follow the path the finger makes, tracking it as it moves and looking at the eyes that dark around, the terror seen. A caged animal, not knowing what to do, pinned inside by the fear and the unknown. What a show, is it not? The choked up words of it listened to. A head tilts. We're both here! Here! So we're both real! And so you offer a hand to Trinket, comfort trying to be granted. And providing a path to follow.

[suits-and-ties]

how are you

- @pips-the-pippins

hm... i am ok! ok! ok!

how are you? :- >

[pips-the-pippins]

...

...i can't even be mad at you anymore. not when you're like this.

are you. ever gonna come back to normal.

[suits-and-ties]

im... not sure what youre talking about. im sorry, sorry. sorry.