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DE fandom you know what to do (PLEASE draw Kim in one of these scenarios I’m begging)
[Alien Blood- Medium 10] Killing Turtle
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@turtle-ask SHOULD'VE NEVER RUN AWAY, PUNK. 🖕🖕🖕🖕
How many headaches or migraines did you have per day just to keep things in order with other skills? Your crown seems cracking, I wonder how long it might last if you push too hard,just saying.
VOLITION — Headaches? Migraines? What are you talking about? Headaches are not *my* problem. Well, I mean, they *are*, but not in the way you asked. The problem *is* me and all the other voices in here. I'm with them, all shouting at once, and I have to keep them all in line. That's a full-time job, and more. Yes, it's hard. I have to remain vigilant, constantly ready to intervene, always on edge in the hope that no one in the choir will miss a beat. The others don't exactly make my life easier, but they're not responsible for it; that would be me. The one who has to make sense of all the noise.
Well... you're right, there's a lot of pressure on this thing here. The voices are loud and strong, the thoughts come thick and fast. Though I don’t think that it can break. I can't even imagine how long it would take to patch it all up and put it back together, and that's if someone could even find all the fragments. But what do you know of any of this? Are you sure you're not just another voice in here?
VOLITION [Easy: Success] — But for now, oh, my crown? It's still holding.
Me? That doesn't matter. As long as I can keep *them* in line, that's what counts.
I'm okay. It's hard, but nothing is going to crack. It's *all* my crown, it's *me*, you understand? There is nothing to shatter. I'm just having a hard time keeping all this nonsense under control, that's all.