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@the-blood-monster
We are salvation. We can save everyone within us!
[ This blog contains Iron Lung spoilers. ]
You don't know me, but I know you very well. There are forces beyond your mortal understanding. I am one of them. If you must address me, I am either the Blood Monster, the Blood Eel, or much more recently, the Blood Hydra. Tread lightly in my "waters". My hunger is insatiable these days, and there is very little food to feast on. There is light at the end of the tunnel, and it will save us all.
What caused the planets and stars to vanish
An uncaring God.
So I stole a giant space station that is being converted into a self sustaining habit for a couple thousand people comfortably
...Why?
great… eel jokes. i fucking love eels.
*he says sarcastically. simon is not a fan of eels.*
:] Glad to hear that, Simon.
If i feed fish to eel,... how ..dead would i be??
you would get the shit beaten out of you, then you would also be fed to the eel.
Very disheartening to hear. I actually wouldn't mind some fish, seeing as my other source of food is too scarce these days.
Do you want a Death Star?
Don’t ask who I stole it from but it can destroy whole planets
The planets are already gone. I don't see why I need a device to destroy what's already been removed. Besides, I am trying actively to return the stars. Never offer me this kind of weapon again. I will eat you.
HELLO
I HAVE HEARD OF YOU
FROM A FRIEND.
HOW NICE IT IS
FOR THINGS LIKE US TO BE ABLE
TO MEET.
-W.D.
Meet how? I am a busy entity, you see. There is very little time for me to schedule a meeting.
BUSY?
INTERESTING
I DON’T FIND THRASHING A HUMAN
LIKE A DOG WITH A TOY
VERY BUSY.
FORGIVE MY LANGUAGE.
BUT WE HAVE ALREADY MET
MANY
MANY TIMES OVER.
BUT IT IS NICE
TO FINALLY MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE.
-W.D.
I don't remember meeting you before. We would certainly remember a face like yours. And I am not thrashing a human around like a dog with a toy. I have moved on from such brutish actions.
What if you threaten to kill all the eridians or take hostages and release them in exchange for Simon
I think grace would be especially protective of the pebbles
That is... Too extreme for my tastes. I'm not a captor.
FRED SIMON TO BLOOD MONSTER
NO! DON’T DO THAT, STATEMENT!
Rocky likes Simon. Not allowed to die! Rocky will protect.
Hm? I was mentioned?
HELLO
I HAVE HEARD OF YOU
FROM A FRIEND.
HOW NICE IT IS
FOR THINGS LIKE US TO BE ABLE
TO MEET.
-W.D.
Meet how? I am a busy entity, you see. There is very little time for me to schedule a meeting.
https://www.tumblr.com/rylandgrace-tiltedglasses/822776183838097408/so-i-heard-you-fell-asleep-in-simons-arms-i
Thank you, anon.
Grace is lying he knows exactly where Simon is
I assumed as much. Do not worry, anon, I will find Simon.
Hello Grace.
@the-blood-monster
hello!
I heard you were harboring a certain person named Simon. I've come to see if the rumors are true.
No i dont know a simon, sorry. all I have is a rocky
Hm. Why are you so avoidant to tell the truth?
Sorry weird monster creature thing I have no clue who the person you are looking for is, im being honest I'm telling the truth.
Yet another one who elects to evade my questions instead of answering them. Fine. I will find Simon on my own.
Hello Grace.
@the-blood-monster
hello!
I heard you were harboring a certain person named Simon. I've come to see if the rumors are true.
No i dont know a simon, sorry. all I have is a rocky
Hm. Why are you so avoidant to tell the truth?
Hello Grace.
@the-blood-monster
hello!
I heard you were harboring a certain person named Simon. I've come to see if the rumors are true.
The comms flickered to life as a strange, almost garbled sound came out of it. It took several seconds before the sound dialed into a female voice. She sounded desperate and tired.
H-Hello? I-Is someone out there? I've been trying to secure contact for days...
@the-blood-monster
Grace, bored out of his mind like usual on this dang ship and having been trying to find something to read, was startled up from his seat when he heard a voice over the comms. Not only was he not broadcasting anywhere, he thought they were turned off completely—
Hurrying up to the control room to turn on outgoing communication, Grace also extended out the sonar detector.
“I, uh— yes. I am reading you. This is Dr, uh— Captain Ryland Grace aboard the Hail Mary,” he fumbled, trying to talk like a normal astronaut. “How are you all the way out here..?”
I- I've been stuck out here. For how long, I don't know... I-I was supposed to be finding someone- But my engines cut out days ago. It's really just been me and whatever remaining supplies are left in my ship...
The voice speaks frantically, like she's been desperate for any kind of connection. She does sound relieved to have finally found someone, though. Like a huge weight has been lifted off of her shoulders.
“Your engines cut out—?” Grace echoed, a familiar fear pooling in his gut, just like when Rocky was stranded because of the taumeoba leak.
“I… I don’t see you on my sensors. Do you have coordinates, or— maybe, can you recognize the star positions around you?” Grace tried, still trying to make the sensor work properly. “I’m going to try and find you and get you into somewhere safer as best as I can.” He insisted.
There was some quiet rustling down in the dorm area. Rocky had been asleep a moment ago.
Star patterns or coordinates... Y-Yeah, I can look around for you-
Her comm goes silent as she looks at her "sensors" to see what's around her.
Okay, so, I'm at [coordinates]. Does that... Does that help you?
Blip-A detected.
Grace paused for a second, looking over at the sensor as the blip appeared at the corner of it. “Oh, you’re really close—“ he said under his breath. “Okay, I am… going to approach. What sort of ship are you in?”
Securing himself to the pilot’s seat, the Hail Mary powered up. He started flicking a couple of levers, overriding to take manual control.
There was a bit more rustling in the other section of the ship, along with a distant call of, “Grace, question?”
I-It's not a huge ship, by any means... Just large enough for me and the person I need to rescue.
The way she says person doesn't seem... Right. It's off-putting and uncanny.
Grace paused, hand on the control but not moving the ship yet. “…who were you trying to rescue..?” He asked cautiously, a bit put off by their tone of voice.
He paused. “Who are you, again?”
“Who is Grace talking to, question??”
I'm Elli. But you can simply call me the Blood Eel. And I'm looking for S̶̰̊ḯ̵̦m̵̟͝ò̸̦n̸̝̓.
Their voice distorted and crackled as their true intentions became clear. They were done hiding.
Grace paled at the sound of the… Blood Eel’s voice. While he was rebooting his brain, Rocky tumbled into the control room, rambling that he could hear something on the sensors and to ‘fly fast fast fast’.
Coming back to himself, Grace began hitting some buttons hurriedly. “Yep, yep, doing that—“ He then raised his voice a bit more. “I, uh— don’t know any Simons. Sorry. But, good luck—! We’re going to leave now, sorry, bye—!”
With that, he grabbed the throttle and started pushing the ship away from the blip on the radar.
You do. I can sense him. You can't avoid me forever. I will get what I've been searching for.
They follow after the Hail Mary, not wanting to let it get away from their reach.
“Oh, my gosh, how is it following us—?” Grace said in a squeak under his breath as he watched the radar pick up the blip again.
“No, you must be mistaken. No Simons here. No idea who that is. You should try a couple galaxies over, though. He might be in a supermassive blackhole,” he said, trying to be witty, but admittedly really scared as he pushed on the throttle, causing Rocky to have to brace himself on the wall and floor.
They... Swim? Is that what the Blood Eel is doing right now? Swimming through space?
Either way, they are making their way towards the Hail Mary. It is not super fast, by any means, but it's sheer size does lend it some reach.
Stop fleeing. It makes this much harder on both of us. Just return Simon to me, and nothing bad has to happen.
“Oh, my goodness, how the heck—“ Grace muttered under his breath as he watched the Eel swim through space with its horrifying— everything.
“Naahh, I don’t think imma do that. You’ve got a weird obsession with this guy, you know? Not healthy. Maybe you could go get some other guy. That Simon dude definitely isn’t here—!” He laughed shakily, pushing the throttle harder.
There was a grunt of slight pain from the back of the ship by the dorm area. Simon woke up and he probably rolled off the bed. Not good.
No, no. I can't go and find someone else. I need Simon.
It continued pursuing the Hail Mary, tempted to just get the ship in its jaws so this mortal stops fleeing from it.
He will save us. Now let me have him.
Grace tried some sort of invasive maneuver, weaving the ship a bit to the left just in case that thing tried to bite the ship.
“Can’t we just talk about this?? I’m sure we can find something to help without any chasing and kidnapping—!” He tried, loud and a bit desperate.
I'm all for talking. If you would stop running away, we could come to a safe and reasonable conclusion.
She has yet to do damage to the Hail Mary. It seems she wishes to protect whoever's inside, likely Simon.
The comms flickered to life as a strange, almost garbled sound came out of it. It took several seconds before the sound dialed into a female voice. She sounded desperate and tired.
H-Hello? I-Is someone out there? I've been trying to secure contact for days...
@the-blood-monster
Grace, bored out of his mind like usual on this dang ship and having been trying to find something to read, was startled up from his seat when he heard a voice over the comms. Not only was he not broadcasting anywhere, he thought they were turned off completely—
Hurrying up to the control room to turn on outgoing communication, Grace also extended out the sonar detector.
“I, uh— yes. I am reading you. This is Dr, uh— Captain Ryland Grace aboard the Hail Mary,” he fumbled, trying to talk like a normal astronaut. “How are you all the way out here..?”
I- I've been stuck out here. For how long, I don't know... I-I was supposed to be finding someone- But my engines cut out days ago. It's really just been me and whatever remaining supplies are left in my ship...
The voice speaks frantically, like she's been desperate for any kind of connection. She does sound relieved to have finally found someone, though. Like a huge weight has been lifted off of her shoulders.
“Your engines cut out—?” Grace echoed, a familiar fear pooling in his gut, just like when Rocky was stranded because of the taumeoba leak.
“I… I don’t see you on my sensors. Do you have coordinates, or— maybe, can you recognize the star positions around you?” Grace tried, still trying to make the sensor work properly. “I’m going to try and find you and get you into somewhere safer as best as I can.” He insisted.
There was some quiet rustling down in the dorm area. Rocky had been asleep a moment ago.
Star patterns or coordinates... Y-Yeah, I can look around for you-
Her comm goes silent as she looks at her "sensors" to see what's around her.
Okay, so, I'm at [coordinates]. Does that... Does that help you?
Blip-A detected.
Grace paused for a second, looking over at the sensor as the blip appeared at the corner of it. “Oh, you’re really close—“ he said under his breath. “Okay, I am… going to approach. What sort of ship are you in?”
Securing himself to the pilot’s seat, the Hail Mary powered up. He started flicking a couple of levers, overriding to take manual control.
There was a bit more rustling in the other section of the ship, along with a distant call of, “Grace, question?”
I-It's not a huge ship, by any means... Just large enough for me and the person I need to rescue.
The way she says person doesn't seem... Right. It's off-putting and uncanny.
Grace paused, hand on the control but not moving the ship yet. “…who were you trying to rescue..?” He asked cautiously, a bit put off by their tone of voice.
He paused. “Who are you, again?”
“Who is Grace talking to, question??”
I'm Elli. But you can simply call me the Blood Eel. And I'm looking for S̶̰̊ḯ̵̦m̵̟͝ò̸̦n̸̝̓.
Their voice distorted and crackled as their true intentions became clear. They were done hiding.
Grace paled at the sound of the… Blood Eel’s voice. While he was rebooting his brain, Rocky tumbled into the control room, rambling that he could hear something on the sensors and to ‘fly fast fast fast’.
Coming back to himself, Grace began hitting some buttons hurriedly. “Yep, yep, doing that—“ He then raised his voice a bit more. “I, uh— don’t know any Simons. Sorry. But, good luck—! We’re going to leave now, sorry, bye—!”
With that, he grabbed the throttle and started pushing the ship away from the blip on the radar.
You do. I can sense him. You can't avoid me forever. I will get what I've been searching for.
They follow after the Hail Mary, not wanting to let it get away from their reach.
“Oh, my gosh, how is it following us—?” Grace said in a squeak under his breath as he watched the radar pick up the blip again.
“No, you must be mistaken. No Simons here. No idea who that is. You should try a couple galaxies over, though. He might be in a supermassive blackhole,” he said, trying to be witty, but admittedly really scared as he pushed on the throttle, causing Rocky to have to brace himself on the wall and floor.
They... Swim? Is that what the Blood Eel is doing right now? Swimming through space?
Either way, they are making their way towards the Hail Mary. It is not super fast, by any means, but it's sheer size does lend it some reach.
Stop fleeing. It makes this much harder on both of us. Just return Simon to me, and nothing bad has to happen.
“Oh, my goodness, how the heck—“ Grace muttered under his breath as he watched the Eel swim through space with its horrifying— everything.
“Naahh, I don’t think imma do that. You’ve got a weird obsession with this guy, you know? Not healthy. Maybe you could go get some other guy. That Simon dude definitely isn’t here—!” He laughed shakily, pushing the throttle harder.
There was a grunt of slight pain from the back of the ship by the dorm area. Simon woke up and he probably rolled off the bed. Not good.
No, no. I can't go and find someone else. I need Simon.
It continued pursuing the Hail Mary, tempted to just get the ship in its jaws so this mortal stops fleeing from it.
He will save us. Now let me have him.
