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I need a Caine blog to interact with....I want my baby to reconnect with his brother....
(not my art - art by @scammydoesstuff )
Introdcutions.
Hello all. I am Abel. I am NOT an NPC, I am a player, despite what Jax may tell you. I am also not a Dream clone, despite what Jax says.
I was one of the first humans to enter the circus. In my time, I was suited with Wormy, Kinger, Queenie, Kaufmo and Scratch. I abstracted shortly before Ragatha entered, which was a month after Scratch's abstraction. I returned from abstraction yesterday. We do not know why, how, or if this glitch can be replicated, but I have been attempting to replicate it and bring back the other abstracted players. This was most likely a fatal glitch in the circus, and I will be investigating matters further. My hobbies are bug catching with Queenie, drawing, doing bad stand-up with Kaufmo, and taking long showers, despite not needing to in this digital realm. I hope to encapsulate my experiences on this blog. Below is a self-portait I did in my free time.
[A rock lands next to Abel, sharp and small. He glances up, seeing a familiar owl-like boy grinning at him.]
Hello Abel, how are you today? Is your hand feeling alright?
[Asa sits next to the Abel, an excited grin on his face. It's unnatural- unnerving- to see such a moody happy.]
You'll never guess what I saw today! Go on, guess!
[Asa pauses before interrupting any guess Abel would've made. He pulls a small bundle out of his bag, shoving it in Abel's face. He grins, excitedly rambling to the blond.]
I found a perfectly intact bird skeleton! Isn't it absolutely amazing? I know I know, dear Kitt is far more into ornithology than you, but I feel he's too fragile to see something like this.
-🦉( @bubos-apothecary)
<< Abel feels a sharp whip of air slash across his foot as a rock lands in the sand, he looks up at the owl shaped boy. It had felt far too long since he’d seen Asa. Asa cocked his head at the blonde boy, a genuine grimace across his face. >>
“Considering I haven't socked any nutters lately, it’s feeling rather peachy.“
<< He doesn't mention anyone by name, but it doesn’t take a name for Asa to be familiar to who he's referring to. It’d be rather hard not to considering that Abel hasn't punched many other blonde boys as of lately. Afterall, it had been god knows how long since he saw Cain. He hoped Cain was somewhere thinking the same thing, but his hopes of that outcome were starting to be snuffed out by the reality of the situation. >>
<< Abel wasn’t used to seeing Asa this giddy, he thought it was an expression that suited him perfectly. Before the blonde could reply Asa started babbling, eagerly showing Abel the jewel of his eye. >>
“Blimey! I may not know a lot ‘bout birds, but I do know bones. I don’t know the proper names ‘er anything, but there’s this patch of woods behind my house. We got all sorts of critters back there, sometimes their bones are left behind. Do you know what they’re called? They’re pretty neat finds if you get to ‘em before the spiders make homes out of ‘em.”
~ 🌿
So, redemption... That's a pretty big swing, don't ya think? What makes you so sure it's even possible, let alone achievable?
Abel: Hi there! Welcome to my blog. And to answer your question *clears his throat and exhales shakily*
As most of you know, I was actually born human. And even though I’m one of the Princes of Hell, I’ve always tried to see the good in everyone.
Hell is my home and every soul here is my responsibility.
And after another Extermination… after losing so many souls again… I can’t just stand here and pretend this is okay. They’re slaughtered every year like their mistakes are all they’ll ever be. No one is even given a chance!
So I started thinking.
Maybe there’s another way. A better way. A way to help with overpopulation that doesn’t involve violence.
Maybe sinners can change.
Maybe they can be redeemed.
I believe it’s possible because if you can change for the bad, why can’t the oppose be true? Ya know?
So we know who Apple's favourite person is, but who's her least favorite? Who would she throw a poopy diaper at if she could?
Abel: Uh… I don’t want to say their name… it could hurt their feelings
*moves to cover one side of his mouth, mouthing the name ‘Vaggi’*
Nanbel but it's the 60s and they're at a malt shop sharing a malt
Nanbel but Abel keeps putting in quarters and picking Nancy's favorite song on the jukebox and everyone else in the malt shop is kind of annoyed but Abel doesn't care because Nancy's dancing with him
Nanbel but Abel takes her to a roller rink to show off and falls flat on his face
Nanbel but Abel makes her mixtapes that she genuinely likes
Nanbel but they get to go on normal dates
Aww, Abel you’re so sweet, and you’re really a good big brother too.
Abelby: *giggling as he types, kicking his feet a little under his blanket* aaaaaaaa 🥹💖 thank youuuu!!! i try real hard!! bein' big bro is lotsa werk!! i gotta make sure they not eatin' crayons (that’s MY job 😤). an i share my snacks!! an my nap blankie!! an i even let sticky baby sit in my lap one time an she only drooled me once 😌. i luvs dem all sooo much 🐐💗 even grump baby… i doin my bestest!! cuz that’s what big bruvvers do 💪✨
I found a underrated talent. I followed.
OHMYGOODNESS YOU ARE THE SWEETEST THING 😭😭😭
thank you so much!! ❤💕