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Warren and Ericcc

I love my boys so much

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Okay, so here's the end of 'Attempt'

Warning attempted murder.

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Part two

Part three

Part four

The two continued the conversation for about a hour longer, but then silence over took the car. During the silence Warren had actually fell asleep, staying asleep for the rest of the drive. Some time later Eric started nudging Warren, which woke Warren up of course. Warren rubbed his eyes, when he opened his eyes he saw that they were in a garage. He noticed the cake was gone, he assumed that Eric had took it. Warren got out of the car and stretched. "Fuck, how long was I asleep?.." He asked, right before yawning.

"Awhile. Come on." Eric walked into his house, Warren followed him. "I like it when the garage is connected to the house, so convenient." 

"Please, don't talk." Suddenly Eric was irritated, Warren wasn't sure why, but he did as he was told. Eric took Warren to the door that leads to the basement, the door was already open. Eric stopped walking. "Go down." He said as he crossed his arms. Warren looked at the stairs then back at Eric, he shrugged and started walking down. "So the fuck you gonna do to me? Am I gonna be some sorta lab experiment or somethin'?" Eric walked down after him, closing the door behind him. "No."

Warren got to the bottom of the stairs, there was another door, one that looked a lot more heavy duty. He went past it and looked around. The basement didn't look like a basement, the walls were covered in a sort of foam, the floor was concrete, and there was no windows. It seemed to be soundproofed.

Eric closed the second door.

Right before Warren was going to say something, he felt a familiar object against the back of his head. "...Good luck." Was all Warren could say before Eric shot him in the back of the head. Warren fell to his knees, then the ground, blood gushes out from the back of his head. Eric puts a towel up against Warren's head, so he wouldn't have so much to clean up later. He went back upstairs to wait some time.

About ten minutes later, Warren woke up with a really bad headache, he sat up and rubbed his head. "Bastard..." He muttered out, he grabbed the towel next to him and put it against the back of his head as he stood up. He decided to check out the basement a bit more, since he had some alone time. There was three rooms in the basement, one normal room with the hot water heater, and other basement things, another room was a bathroom complete with a shower and tub, and the last room had what looked like a chemistry lab. When he opened the door he could smell a lot of different chemicals. Warren inhaled. "Ahh, it smells like chemical warfare in here~" Warren looked around. "Hm, no gas mask anywhere,, maybe he has it upstairs?" Warren ran out of things to look at, so he decided to take a shower.

After twenty minutes was up, Eric went downstairs. He opened the door at the bottom and was immediately struck with confusion, when he saw Warren sitting on the ground drying his hair. "What the fuck???" Eric said, not knowing what else to say. Warren looked at him. "Heeeeyyyyy~ Forgot to mention I kinda can't die." He said with a smile, though that smile wasn't exactly genuine, obviously. Eric's eye twitched. "N-no,, that's... there has to be a way.." He went over to the chemical room. "There isn't, man!" Warren called out, though quickly grabbed his head in response, it was still hurting quite a lot. "Also it probably isn't good going in there without protection." Eric walked back into the room. "Would you shut it? I'm trying to work." He sat at the desk in the room and started writing on some paper. Warren frowned, he remained quiet.

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Next part is done, pretty sure the part after this will be the last. Since I'm just explaining the back story.

Not sure if this parts needs a warning, though previous parts have warnings so beware.

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Part two

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Warren waited the forty minutes, doing nothing but drinking and watching the clock, after the forty minutes was up he got up and left that bar. "..next door,, on the right.." Warren had quietly repeated, he looked over at the bakery next door to the bar and started walking towards it. When he got there, he looked around in the parking lot. "..dark gray car.." He muttered. There was only three cars, and one of them was dark gray, the car was underneath the shade of a tree. Warren went over to the car and looked through the window, no one was inside. "..Hm. I may have gotten played,,"

"No you weren't." Warren jolted, not expecting Eric to be behind him. Eric had walked up to him, holding a cake box in his hand.

"Oo, what's in the box?" Warren asked.

"A cover-up, but mostly a birthday cake for my sister." Eric explained as he handed the box to Warren. "Don't drop it."

Warren chuckled. "A cover-up for what? Kidnapping me?"

Eric opened up the passenger door for Warren. "Not exactly kidnapping if you're a grown ass man willingly coming along." Eric went over to the driver side.

Warren got into the car, and closed the door, after Eric got in Warren continued the conversation. "That is true, but I can always lie!"

"Hard to lie when you're dead." Eric said, sounding serious. He turned on the car.

Warren chuckled. "So how old is your sister gonna be?"

Eric started driving. "Twenty-two, though she says 'spiritually' she'll be 'a hundred and nine'."

"Twenty-two? How old are you?"

"Thirty-nine. Me and her aren't exactly,, biological siblings, we just treat and call each other siblings."

"Oh, you don't have to be biological siblings with someone to be real siblings! I'm just glad I ain't getting kidnapped by someone younger than me! That'd be hella embarrassing!"

Eric slightly chuckled. "Honestly I thought you were older than me. No offense."

Warren laughed. "None taken, honestly I fucked my own self up."

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Next part of 'Attempt' is done

Warning: Contains sexual themes, previous parts of this story have pretty sensitive subject

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Warren walked out of his apartment and drove to the bar, staying there for a few hours. Warren noticed a man walk into the bar, someone he has never seen before, not that he's been that observant as of late. Warren thought the man was pretty attractive, really liking his long blonde hair. Warren waited for the man to order a drink, and watched him take his drink over to a booth in the corner of the room to seemingly be alone. Ignoring the obvious want to be alone, Warren got up and went over to the booth.

"Hey, I'm Warren what's you name?" Warren asked, trying to put on a tone other than immense despair, but failed horribly.

The man looked at him, wondering why this disaster of a person just walked up to him. "I'm Eric. Is there a reason you're bothering me?" He asked right before taking a drink.

Warren sat down across from Eric. "Yeah, you're hot~"

Eric finished off his drink before replying. "Um, thank you? I think,," he cleared his throat. "I don't hook up with people, so don't assume shit." He stood up.

Warren stood up right after him. "Oh come on, I'm pretty good in bed~" he said desperately.

Eric looked him in the eyes, looked up and down, then spoke. "You know what? Fine." Suddenly he was taking quietly. "Stay in here for forty minutes after I leave, walk to the place next door to here on the right then go to a dark gray car and it should be mine." He instructed quickly and quietly before heading towards the door, not allowing Warren to say anything else.

Warren knew this was sketchy, but what exactly did he have to lose? After ordering another drink he sat back down to wait.

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Warning, life in shambles, severe depression, substance abuse and a follow-up to a pretty sensitive post

Next part of 'Attempt' is done, I'm already working on the third. The previous part

Warren had went to his job, since he didn't know what else to do. His coworkers knew something was up, considering he wasn't acting how he usually does, but at the same time none of them knew him personally enough to be able to ask what was wrong.

While usually he was a decent worker, he wasn't today. He barely did any of the things he was supposed to and even the ones he did do, he didn't do them well. Prior to today he had missed an entire week of work, so his boss fired him by the end of the day. They wouldn't have fired him if he had returned to actually doing his job right and would've just given him a severe warning considering he's been with the place for a whole decade, but considering he wasn't doing it right, they had no choice.

Two months of going back and forth from the bar getting drunk and his home getting high on pretty much every substance known to mankind. Warren had woken up to a pretty loud knock on the door, and a letter failing from the mail hole on his door, with a very long groan he got up to go check it out.

He walked over to the door, bent down and grabbed the letter, all while his head throbbed from pain. He read the letter.

After reading he hit his head against the door and dropped the letter.

By the end of the week he'll be evicted, because he hasn't been able to pay rent.

Despite soon losing his place of living, he really didn't care, he felt pretty much nothing.

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I decided to continue a short story with Warren because I'm really stressed and need one of my comfort characters, not sure if I ever posted it, but I guess I am now.

Warning mentions self-harm and attempted suicide, don't read if you're sensitive to that.

The story's called "Attempt" btw, and isn't finished yet.

With a slight groan, Warren woke up, an extreme pain radiates throughout his head as he sits up. He grabbed his head in response to the pain, feeling a slick liquid. "Fuucckk.. the hell I do last night?" He muttered out as he opened his eyes. This is when he noticed the liquid he felt.

It was blood.

With shock he quickly stood up and looked around, there was a puddle of blood where his head had been laying, as well as blood scattered across the walls. He noticed the gun on the ground. His breathing was heavy, he was freaking out. He couldn't believe what he was looking at, he quickly stumbled his way to the bathroom, hand shaking as he turned the light, he looked in the mirror.

Warren remembered what happened. After chugging an entire bottle of whiskey, he shot himself in the head, in hopes it would kill him. It didn't, he was alive with a hole in his head right in a spot it should have killed. He looked down at the sink, his thoughts were everywhere, he couldn't believe he was still alive. How was he still alive? He wondered if this was even real. Maybe he did die, and this was just his never ending hell? He fell to his knees and just started sobbing uncontrollably.

After a few minutes of sobbing, he stood up and wiped off his face, he sighed and got into the shower to clean all the blood off of him. After twenty minutes of scrubbing probably way too hard, he got out and dried himself off, after rubbing the towel over his head to dry his hair, he noticed fresh blood on the towel, he looked in the mirror and noticed his head was still bleeding from that hole, indicating it wasn't healed yet, he guessed he wasn't passed out for long. He quickly grabbed some bandages and wrapped his head, making them pretty loose since he already had a headache. He got out of the bathroom and went to his closet to grabbed some new, not blood soaked clothes. He grabbed a light blue shirt that he's had for probably a decade, and a pair of dark gray pants that's been 'repaired' more times than Warren could even count and slipped both on. After putting on his shoes, he grabbed a hat that's severely wore, despite being barely worn by him, slipped it on and walked out of his house, not bothering to clean the blood off the floor.

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Still taking a break, I just wanted to post this.

I love these boys so much they’re just so precious

(Also really proud of that lava lamp...)

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I really like how this came out, especially Warren

I love these characters so much, they are, and will forever be my comfort characters

I'm not going to do the eye closeups just yet, because I'm lazy rn. The only one I have done is Eric's, cuz I had to figure out what I wanted to do with him (decided to give him heterochromia, cuz it's pretty), when I finished the other two, I'll repost.