you don't deserve to be happy, you are a dead body you are nothing
The hit makes it fall to the ground, tearing bits of flesh away from its elbow.
Kill them stab them bite them hit them tear them apart make them shut up shut up shut up how dare they once we'll be done with them they'll be a corpse they'll be nothing no don't let them have the luxury of being nothing they don't deserve it make them hurt make them suffer rip their heart out of their chest strangle them slap them grab their wrist and snap it break every bone in their body-
🌱 Do you really want to keep someone like that around? 🌱
Same goes for you you parasite!
The corpse stands to its two feet, body shaking in a mix of anger and shame that make its guts- or, the place where its guts should be- burn.
🪱 "Shut up. I don't care." 🪱
It manages to control its tone, to not scream or yell, but barely.
What else could it say, though? Fighting would be immature and oversensitive, and arguing with logic... it couldn't think of anything.
Across the street from the Tabby's, there is a huge warehouse. Next to it's metallic door is a paper: "Welcome to Wandy's!" is written on it in scribbled handwriting.
The inside of the warehouse is quite empty, for such a gigantic building. In a corner, there are two screens, hiding something from view. In another, there is what looks like vegetable crops. A campfire and a vivarium full of bugs and lizards sits next to it. Away from that, there is a wooden desk, with two chairs sitting in front of them. Close to the entrance, there is a long table. Behind that table, there is a woman with wavy brown hair.
"Hi. Welcome to Wandy's, what would you like to order?"
With dying leaves and rocks sprinkled upon the floor to shape paths, fallen tree trunks and derooted stumps as well as a few slabs of stones serving at seatings for the customer, ivy growing up the walls, branches forming frame on the door and windows and dirt remplacing the concrete ground, which they did not do themselves and aren't sure how it happened, the place almost looks cozy! (Image not up to date)
(Please go check out my Slay the Princess AU : @kill-the-wanderer !)
(Also I love asks if you want to ask something please do!!)
The cast!
🌳The Wanderer🌳
Base vessel. Most flexible personality, though mostly a nice, ambitious sometimes to the point of envy towards her competition, young woman. She will make for a growing heart. She is the Wandy's owner. Represented by 🌳 emojis.
Pronouns: any, but mostly she/her
🗡 The Heroine 🗡
A strong lady that always tries to do good around her. Despite her obvious goodness, she hides a lingering distrust over an unintentional betrayal. Nevertheless, she will make for a kind heart. She is the Wandy's security and farmer. Represented by 🗡 emojis.
Pronouns: she/her
🪱 The Rotten 🪱
Ready to do anything for either safety or revenge, this rotten corpse will make for a determined heart. She is the livestock manager. Represented by 🪱 emojis.
Pronouns: she/it
🌱 The Blight 🌱
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Cold and emotionless logic, puppetering minds as if She is the one who decide of the nature of justice, It is a logical heart to the bones. Also livestock manager, though a different kind (HR). Represented by 🌱 emojis.
Pronouns: They/She/It
Tags!
#ktw the wanderer : post about base Wanderer
#ktw the heroine : post about the Heroine
#ktw the rotten : post about the Rotten
#odd encounters : answering asks
#walking alongside eachother : interactions
#wandering around : random posts
#Wandy's cooking adventures! : the Wanderer invent food
#Wandy's dream friends: the friends that the Wanderer see in her dream (the Monster from ftm and the Lady from stl mainly)
#she wants you to remember her: the wandies yearning for their soulmate :[
Secondly, they're cute! I could explain what they see in each other but I think it'll be better if you just ask them, maybe ask Sol about it next time you see her
🗡 "Yeah... I guess." 🗡
Maybe there real is a heart of gold underneath that though exterior or something.
