Hello hello
So i haven't checked this account in a while and was welcomed with 3 more reports and i realised that this person that keeps sending them is basically unable to stop looking back At the past.
And who else is not able to stop looking back, well You know Orpheus, so here we have a lies of p in the Orpheus situation.
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Romeo is the one who walks into the underworld with no hesitation.
His hand would shake the whole time, but he’d do it.
He’s the type to walk ahead of you whispering:
“Just a little more… please… stay with me… I’m here…”
He hears every one of your cries — and they hurt him like arrows.
But those cries also keep him going, because if you’re crying, you’re still there, still fighting.
Still wanting him.
But the moment you stop?
That moment your voice breaks off, abruptly, like someone cut the string connecting your soul to his?
He freezes.
His heart starts pounding so loud it drowns out everything else.
He’s terrified.
He’s convinced something happened to you — that you slipped, or fell, or were taken again.
He turns instantly.
Just instinct, just love, just panic, just the unbearable terror that he lost you again.
And that’s the moment you’re ripped away.
And Romeo… he doesn’t survive grief well.
He’s a swan.
He loves once and deeply.
If he loses you like that, he simply won’t last.
He won’t kill himself on purpose, at least not imediatly , but grief will eat him alive.
He’ll stop eating.
Stop sleeping.
And maybe one day, on a mission, he’ll be too tired, too empty, too lost —
and he’ll join you. Lea might try to cover and save him, but You can't save a Man that wants to welcome death that eagerly. He sees You, he tells her in his last moments in her arms, and he dies with a smile.
If Your death comes after Carlo Though, he might not even try to challange Hades and just follow after You. Knife in his hand, the snow around Your grave turning Red with his blood. Lea will find him after She read an i am sorry letter, and She knows imediatly where he is. She finds him cold, gone, but with a smile over Your grave, having bleed out long before She came. She will mourn You all, for sure. Would call Romeo a fool but what can She do.
Romeo wouldn't live long enough to care for Your grave, but that place would be his second home, just like Your arms once where
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Carlo charges into the underworld without a second thought.
He’s loud, angry, determined, almost offended that death believes it can keep you from him.
He’s the one shouting:
“Move. I’m taking her back. I don’t care what I have to do.”
And he does it.
He passes every challenge, grit in his teeth, fury in his chest.
But Carlo’s downfall is the ending.
He is impatient.
He wants you back in his arms so badly that the very moment he feels the ground of the living world under his foot, he thinks:
“That’s it. She’s here. I won.”
And he turns.
Too early.
One heartbeat too early.
And he sees you being dragged down again, screaming, reaching for him, begging.
And it ruins him.
He doesn't kill himself — he keeps living, but he’s not really alive anymore.
Something in him goes quiet.
His spark vanishes.
He walks through his days like he's underwater, barely breathing, barely fighting.
And when the petrification sickness eventually comes?
He accepts it.
Maybe even welcomes it.
Because after losing you twice, turning to stone feels almost like relief.
I don't think Carlo would ever come to Your grave, he's embarassed of himself, of the fact he failed You, and would avoid it.
He might instead always hold an object You always had on You, braclet, or any jewlery really, and pass holding it. The only time Geppetto will be able to pull it away from him is when his hands are already cold.
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High-humanity P would come for you immediately, much like Carlo
He walks with that quiet determination that only he has, every step careful, every breath steady.
Your cries burn through him — they hurt, they shake him, but he keeps going.
He keeps going for you.
He doesn’t turn not until he is sure there's no way for You to nit be behind.
He reaches the top.
You touch his back.
And only then does he turn and see you — whole, alive, his again.
Only then does he break.
A tear running down his face.
He'll hold your face, look at You, touch, as If to confirm You are real and then give You back the one thing You used to own that he always carried with him the Time You were gone.
The only way he loses you is if Hades plays dirty.
If suddenly you scream in pain.
If your voice becomes terrified.
If something sounds like it’s hurting you badly.
Then he would turn.
Immediately.
Because protecting you comes before logic.
And when he turns and you are taken —
he doesn’t shatter on the outside.
He shatters on the inside.
He becomes quieter.
Colder.
Still kind, but… hollow.
Your death becomes the first thing that truly teaches him what it means to be human.
Through pain.
To some extand, i highly believe his humanity dies with You and he experiences grief without ever healing. He will Carry a photo of You everywhere, might even stare at it and touch the photo as if touching You. Might think and even visit the woman and her baby Doll from his past journey to the hotel, and oh, how he understands her now.
Would spend entire days near Your grave. Cleaning it, leaving trinkets, flowers, letters, even Bring small instruments he learned to play. Overall the most attached to Your grave. If gemini ever comments in any way P would just leave him home instead of stopping his visits. The place he learned to bawl his eyes out would be Your grave, the place he learned to beg for the imposible would be again Your grave. Rain, snow, Sunny, he's there. He'll never let it even be a Little bit dirty, IT would be kept pristine
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Low humanity P wouldn't come
He wouldn’t understand death.
He wouldn’t understand loss.
If you disappear, he just sits and waits for you to return.
Minutes. Hours. Days.
He doesn’t move. Ok, You left, but You will come back, You will return. The hotel members might look at him with pitty, try to explain that sometimes people don't come back and that this is Your case. Antonia might give him Something of yours that he keeps with him in his pockets, but that's all.
If he sees you die, he knows something is wrong, but not what.
He may sit by your body until someone moves him.
He may follow people carrying you to your grave.
He might touch the stone, tap it lightly, confused.
Eventually, a single tear might fall without him understanding why his chest hurts.
Your death might be the thing that finally starts his humanity. The want to understand You and where You are will lead him to search humanity, and when he does understand the grief might be just too much.
Pain awakening something inside that he cannot name.
And someday he might visit your grave again.
Sit beside it.
And say nothing.
Just quietly feel something new and terrible.
Will care for the grave, might care more and more and bring trinkets as his humanity grows, but never really get over the fact that You never saw his growth to humanity, even If You are the reason Why he grew in the first place.
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Real Boy Carlo depends entirely on timing
If you died before he was reborn, he remembers nothing.
He feels nothing.
He might hear your name and shrug.
Call you weak.
Unimportant.
A nuisance.
If you were alive while he was still P and then he becomes human…
Then he feels something.
A strange ache in his chest.
A pull.
A feeling of familiarity.
But he doesn’t know why.
He doesn’t understand love.
He doesn’t understand grief.
He would never come into the underworld for you.
Never fight for you.
Never rescue you.
He moves on without you and never visits your grave If he doesn't remember You. even though something inside him twists every time he walks past it.
If he does remember, be IT by calling You weak ore by P's heart, I am a believer that he's still be teritorial of IT Though, without knowing Why even, If another puppet comes near it he would destroy them and bend them until they are unregonisable and maybe even leave them there like trinkets around the grave. Would not care for the grave, instead living it to slowly crumble, but still, he would visit, wait for anyone to come close, and then dissapear himself. Would Stay for a bit longer each time, a second longer at first, then when leaving might look back, and his metal heart would do that annoying thing of hurting. No idea who You are, but he despises You for making him feel that way, Though he'll never let any puppet close, not even to care for IT.
If Geppetto orders him to destroy IT he will, but he would still visit whatever was left of that place.
If he somehow he remembers You from when he was Carlo, and You died while he was Carlo , then after learning of Your passing he asks his father for a puppet like You, and that's that.
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The Nameless Puppet only goes where Geppetto sends him, or drags, more acuretly.
If Geppetto brings him to your grave to see if Carlo’s soul is somehow tied to you, then the puppet might:
1. Kneel quietly.
Touch the stone.
Tilt his head.
A long, still moment — like he’s trying to understand what this feeling is. Even If Geppetto orders him back, he wouldn't come imediatly. Same thing with Your belongings, If given to him, he will hold into it and just hold, nothing really other than hold it as long as he can. In this scenario the nameless puppet would only stop an attack on P If he regonised Something of yours on him. Let's Say he throws p down and is ready for a Strike, and that's when from p's clothes falls something of yours. The puppet stops and takes it, distracted enough for P to get up and finish him.
2. Stand stiffly.
Not understanding, not reacting, but refusing to leave.
As if some instinct tells him this place mattered to him once. Would come when called, and when given an object belonging to You he would take it and then give IT back, If he takes it at all.
3. Destroy the gravestone.
Not out of anger at you, but because the overwhelming, unfamiliar feeling breaks him in the only way he knows.
He has no words for grief.
So it becomes violence.
And then he stands there again, among the pieces, silent. Same thing with a an object. IT would remain crushed in his hand. The anger he fights p with would not stop when Geppetto dies.