seen from Japan
seen from China
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There's someone barely visible in the treeline.
Watching you.
@corrupted-placeholder-file
this interaction won't be long don't worry lol
-> Oh. The parasite didn't react to the other's presence. Were they... Asleep? It was hard to tell. They were sitting on the ground, their back resting up against a small wall, head tilted forward and that usual glaring red eye of theirs was closed. -> They had bandages around their torso too.
“Quad dear…”
@desolation-disciple
-> The sentinel was sharpening their swords on a giant rock outside of the mansion, small sparks coming off of the metal as they did so. They only stopped at the sound of John's voice. "Yes, what it is?"
"Hello there, my sweet." -> A clawed hand rested itself upon the parasite's shoulder. - @bestial-corruption
The parasite visibly flinched a little before IT relaxed, turning THEIR head to look up at John. IT had to crane ITS neck to get a proper glimpse of the other's face, ITS crimson eye blinking in childlike curiosity.
"JOHN DOE. WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?"
The night is darker than usual, the air palpable with dread and unknowing. And through the intensity that is felt, of horrors wrought.
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Someone approaches.
[ INBOUND: @corrupted-placeholder-file ]
-> The witch could sense the shift in the surroundings. How the night seemed darker, the air seemed thicker. They hissed softly, form hidden within the shadows. -> Something was here. And they were out in the woods right now.
(( I forgot if I sent one and/or Tumblr ate it-
" Kid, where'd you go? ...He couldn't have gotten far, right..? "
-> Someone familar was looking for someone...
(( @forsaken-huntedtohunter
-> The poor support survivor, who had stepped outside for some air, had his back pressed up against the back of the mansion when he heard the voice. -> That was John Doe... Why the fuck was John Doe here?
HEY JOHN IT'S YOUR SPECIAL DAY THROWS CONFETTI ONTO YOU THEN SKITTERS OFF - @starbright-sunset
“Oh! Someone remembered! Thank you! Maybe this birthday isn’t so bad after all…”
Oh. Usually he’s so chipper…
What, do you know, about Telamon? -@corrupted-placeholder-file
"Telamon..." "I haven't heard of him for a while now... I guess Shedletsky has finally broke! His pipes have burst and Telamon's decided to take control... How unfortunate."
A thick residue marks a trail, in dirt. Blackened sludge sparking red hot ones and zeros; a sign it was recently formed. One could follow, and in a clearing they see John Doe as he stares up at the night sky.
[ @corrupted-placeholder-file ]
-> The parasite noticed the trail and snorted slightly. Of course that corrupted hacker was around. 1x stepped forward, slowly following the trail in silence. -> A couple of the parasite's zombies came slowly trudging along behind them, letting out little moans and groans.
