#distortingmirrors

[qlqniel]

The world through a looking glass

Glasgow, August 2017

[tallmonotone]

📜!~

In his unsaid backstory between leaving the Tower and current events he once joined a gang of geese.

[mirrormania]

✂ * @distortingmirrors​ !  ✗ ✗ ✗  checked in.

“ SO.... say you DID want a face. What would the ideal YOU look like..? ”

[gecsha]

BESTIE VIBES ONLY.

based off discord things with @distortingmirrors. the size different is SENDING me, almost as much as the thought of them having goofy matching tshirts lmaooo orz.

[prisontoybox]

Continued with @distortingmirrors

The cold was better than nothing now. But suddenly something touched her back, making her jump before eventually realizing it was just some sort of cloth. Like...a blanket, sort of. Grateful, she curled up closer.

She tries to rub her face on her sleeve just below the mask, but has to pull her arm out further. Stupid raincoat sleeve does nothing.... Sniffling and trying to block out the mental images burned in her eyes, she eventually had to look up if she wants her question answered;

"what happens to nightmares when you wake up?..."

[mxndanemagic]

@distortingmirrors​ liked for a starter

Had The Maw always been this immense? Wasn’t helpful Lady was now the size of the statues that took after her appearance. Ducking and moving swiftly through dreary rooms and cramped vents, Lady finds time to rest in a room not checked by the Janitor nor the Chefs. 

A shame it’s a room with her least favored item - a lengthy wall mirror, free of dust or cracks. Yet, the miniature governess doesn’t brush past the piece of furniture - instead curiosity has her moving closer to examine. 

Had she seen something aside from her reflection? 

[grabbedbag]

Starter for: @distortingmirrors

Mono never was the biggest fan of mirrors, largely in part due to an unwillingness to face his own reflection, but there was no avoiding it forever. One such exception was the blood currently dripping from his nose,

He had set his paper bag aside, too preoccupied with pinching his nose such with the fabric of his sleeve to notice the figure stepping into to view in the mirror.

[tallmonotone]

"@distortingmirrors said: ❝ Maybe I can help, I mean, you are lost? ""

Contemplating. Was he lost...enough to ask for help, that is? As stable as the Mirror Man had seemed (especially compared to many other adults and beings, at least) he wasn't sure about letting much information regarding his new home out still.

Holding up a hand, he gives off a painfully casual smile and tone, "Depends, what sort of help are you offerin'?"