#super-steven-stone

[roarked-up]

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Roark likes to sing and he actually has a lot of potential at it, but for now his only concert venue is the shower.

I am very fond of insects and spiders and killing one in front of me is a quick way to get in my bad graces. The mention of killing them also makes me upset. It may sound silly, but working as a zookeeper for invertebrates has given me the perspective that these creatures deserve as much respect as a mammal.

[diveintotheseaandfeelherpower]

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IC Fact:

Spelunking and deep sea diving are Archie's favorite 'sports', though he hasn't been spelunking in a while. 

OOC Fact:

Mun is studying reproductive physiology right now and really doesn't like it.

[kalos-is-burnning]

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Amsterdam by Coldplay

Holy shit this is one of my favourite angst songs

He had no idea how he got out...nor did he care. He deserved to be dead, and now he was left to rot and suffer on this ugly shell of a planet. Surrounded by people that hated him, what else was he to do. Nothing but limp towards the biggest tree he could find, rope in hand. 

If his weapon of destruction didn't kill him, he would have to do it himself. 

Slowly he swung the rope around the thickest branch he could reach, fastening it before he tied the noose around his neck. His face was still as stone, as he climbed onto the stone that was close by. 

"I'm dead on the surface...but I'm screaming underneath..." he whispered, closing his eyes and about to kick the stone away. 

When suddenly, he was grabbed, and he felt the ragged rope around his neck break free. He looked up, a man with slate grey hair was panting, knife in hand.

"What is Arceus name were you thinking?!" he snapped, making Lysandre bow his head in shame. Now the tears that were so desperately wanting to break free started to fall.

A gentle hand was put on his shoulder,

"You have been given another chance, live your life, my friend" the stranger said in a gentler voice.

Lysandre then realized...if someone was willing to stop him from ending his life, despite what he had done...maybe there was some beauty left after all...