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Apollo || He/It/Star || Forsaken OC || IC; @agenteighter

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HEI HEI!! INRO POST UH GO!!

this updates a lot oops

>> Blog rules/info!

No nsfw guys cmon lets be a little normal

This is a forsaken OC/SI blog because cringe is dead to me. Rp and character interactions heavily encouraged, go, make my guy more tragic/silly

Mod is an adult so yknow, prepare for spotty activity at times.

> Mod is Finn! See the plus side of having many names is you can make stuff like this less confusing. <

>> Character rules/info!

Character/muse is Apollo! A survivor literally so destined to die like look at him and tell me his fate isn’t sacrificing himself for a loved one. (See Links)

A community for collaborative character creation and trading, worldbuilding and roleplay.

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💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 2 · New reference to reflect recent events! Will be linking this one in the pinned post ))

Art Fight

An art trading game

Uses He/It/Star

no I'm so fr though like his R ability if star was playable would be like a dash/ram of sorts that interrupted attacks and stuns both parties. literally a living sacrifice.

Certified flower enjoyer! tries to make the plants he can find as useful as he can.

fear(s) unlocked: staring and eye contact, constant static

Do not be afraid to interact please i dont bite i promise. Ignore the severed arms guys ple

me when the found family trope(I LOVE FOUND FAMILY)

truly truly believes that there is a way Out, and this will be over soon. not sure what he'd do if he had to face the reality.

OOC responses will usually be indicated by “))” at the end of a message. Like a little dam to keep the ooc from spilling….

>> Tags and other such i dont know man I haven’t run one of these since like 2018

(reworking this tag bleh) || Various IC posts that aren’t asks/interactions

Uh!!! Hello!!! || First time interactions

Oh oh! I know this one! || Repeated Interactions

i want to make an actual Post Of People I Talk To Tags i can link here so its not so crowded.))

Are you talking to me? || Asks :D

hi chat || OOC posts

Ok!!! Ok is that enough do we think. Actual ref is DONE now I'm sketching up some ability concepts to flesh out his character more

PLAYLIST JUMPSCARE

DEATH TOLL: 4

(since starting blog)

OUCH OW OWIE TOLL : 1

(lmao)

"SOMETHING'S BROKEN, FAILING, ROTTING."

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> [ ♟️ . @m4fios0 ; hey man guess who ]

> [ if ettore was being completely honest, he had no clue where apollo stayed. hell, he didn't even know which team star normally stayed with.

didn't stop him though!

he carefully navigated through the trees, trying to find the main cabin. that's where most people grouped, right? ]

> [ Around the outskirts of the main camp , Apollo has made an effort to get out and at least stretch his legs a little. It's been getting more difficult to move around as much as before. He doesn't think about it anymore past that. ]

> [ The nearby sounds of footsteps catch his attention pretty quickly . He's startled , but he doesn't feel far enough from the main settlement to be actually worried , just curious . ]

,, ? 's someone there ?

[wires-for-veins]

The killer was Noli this time, again. Presumably it was after his wounds had healed. It had only been a little while since the last round Apollo was in a round with Noli as the killer, but there was no doubt, as legendary as a weapon the Ghostwalker is, Noli regenerated extremely fast from non-lethal cuts.

Though, a very faint scar was left on his right, forever reminding him of his defeat. Otherwise, he had probably torn it off.

The threat from last time, ”I [ASSURE] YOU. [WE’LL MEET AGAIN], AND I WILL KILL YOU.” ...it was full of malice, with the intent to get back at something he had never done.

Noli didn't start by finding Apollo first, though.

No, he learned from his mistake, deciding to build up more time before pursuing him.

He wasn't stupid enough to leave him for Last Man Standing either.

"[GREEN BEAN]!!! IT'S ME AGAIN!!!! I'M BACK FOR [ROUND TWO]!!!!!"

He void-rushes out of nowhere, aiming for the side of his body.

He's grinning like a madman like usual, but evidently, he's a bit worked up seeing him in the round.

-> @the-noli-show

> [ All he can manage is a half-strangled sounding yelp of surprise, ducking off to the side to avoid being struck. Thats- is that- ]

Y, you’re okay -? !

> [ He purposefully keeps both hands away from the hilt of his blade this time, keeping them in a surrender-like position. In doing so , he becomes very achingly aware of the fact that his previous attempt to dodge had not been entirely successful . Thats . Okay, he can work with this . ]

It- it looks , ow- it looks like it healed okay ?

> [ He needs to keep mobile , to be able to protect himself without risking anyone else. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops his charge before he can hit the wall face-first.

He doesn't respond to the survivor trying to be compassionate despite how much he wants to. He tells himself it's just a distraction.

"RUN AND FLEE, LIL' [GREEN BEAN]!!!!!"

His smile widens as he begins chasing towards him. It's clear that this time, with the knowledge of how Apollo acts, he'll be using the survivor's weakness to his advantage like the bastard he is.

After all, if he wasn't going to use the only thing keeping him from dying, even when Noli hurt him in every way, he'll gladly accept the easier chase.

Even if he wishes for nothing but to torment him, he needs to win something out of him first.

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> [ Stars above okay- he can’t afford to lose focus. As long as , he can keep their focus , and keep away from anyone else who could get hurt , it would be okay, ]

> [ As if the world had some sort of sick sense of humor, he struggles to gain proper footing before taking off in the clearest direction. He’s used to running. ]

> [ He can’t help but feel , guilty , still. It’s clearly etched in the few facial features that remain visible. That awful , sinking feeling he can’t shake. It’s not doing any favors for his focus , either. ]

> [ Still , he runs without a word , frequently checking behind him. ]

[the-noli-show]

Apollo's stubbornness not to run towards his allies is already starting to irk the killer. Not that there were many survivors left, though. Noli led survivors isolated with his hallucinations, and plucked them off, one by one.

Noli is... less reckless this time around. He is less desperate and less aggressive with his attacks. He will not let this opportunity go to waste.

"[KABLOOEY]!!!!"

He yells, throwing his void star. It misses, but Noli manually detonates it, causing a smaller explosion to happen right in front of the survivor, slowing him down whether it lands or not.

"SIX-HUNDRED [INTELLIGENCE QUOTIENT] PLAY!!! I MISSED ON [PURPOSE]!!!!"

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> [ He's forced to stumble to a brief halt , prosthetic brought up to guard his face from the brunt of the explosion. It burns . ]

> [ Choking on his own breath , he's , starting to worry that he may be in a bit over his head. ]

> [ He can't . fail his team , though . he can't. He digs his heels into the ground, and tries to turn and gain distance again. It's , not as successful as he hopes. ]

[the-noli-show]

Stopping in his tracks instead of running into the explosion was probably the better choice.

But of course, both are just as undesirable. It's not clear how much energy he has remaining but he's getting closer. What is clear is that Noli will continue to chip away at his health if he doesn't do anything to slow him down or stop him, especially while he's still on cooldown now for both of his offensive abilities... but it won't be, soon.

It seemed as self-defense or something of the sort would be required to stay alive... but hopefully not.

...Because he did seem quite scared of the Ghostwalker. He could bluff his way out of this.

"WOAH!!! [VOID RUSH] READY IN [T-MINUS FIVE]!!!!!"

He declares out loud, grinning as he continues chase.

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> [ He nearly stumbles just at the callout. Maybe it's something about the combination of adrenaline, pain, and disassociation, that seems to finally click his own mind in place. He utilizes a nearby tree to assist in launching himself forward and pivoting to face his assailant. ]

> [ The translucent handle of the pale blade feels uncomfortably heavy . He feels out of place. He's grateful the blade chooses to stay- obviously, but . ]

> [ He chokes down the bile in the back of his throat , adjusting his , admittedly weak stance. He just needs to block. He can only . block. ]

[wires-for-veins]

The killer was Noli this time, again. Presumably it was after his wounds had healed. It had only been a little while since the last round Apollo was in a round with Noli as the killer, but there was no doubt, as legendary as a weapon the Ghostwalker is, Noli regenerated extremely fast from non-lethal cuts.

Though, a very faint scar was left on his right, forever reminding him of his defeat. Otherwise, he had probably torn it off.

The threat from last time, ”I [ASSURE] YOU. [WE’LL MEET AGAIN], AND I WILL KILL YOU.” ...it was full of malice, with the intent to get back at something he had never done.

Noli didn't start by finding Apollo first, though.

No, he learned from his mistake, deciding to build up more time before pursuing him.

He wasn't stupid enough to leave him for Last Man Standing either.

"[GREEN BEAN]!!! IT'S ME AGAIN!!!! I'M BACK FOR [ROUND TWO]!!!!!"

He void-rushes out of nowhere, aiming for the side of his body.

He's grinning like a madman like usual, but evidently, he's a bit worked up seeing him in the round.

-> @the-noli-show

> [ All he can manage is a half-strangled sounding yelp of surprise, ducking off to the side to avoid being struck. Thats- is that- ]

Y, you’re okay -? !

> [ He purposefully keeps both hands away from the hilt of his blade this time, keeping them in a surrender-like position. In doing so , he becomes very achingly aware of the fact that his previous attempt to dodge had not been entirely successful . Thats . Okay, he can work with this . ]

It- it looks , ow- it looks like it healed okay ?

> [ He needs to keep mobile , to be able to protect himself without risking anyone else. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops his charge before he can hit the wall face-first.

He doesn't respond to the survivor trying to be compassionate despite how much he wants to. He tells himself it's just a distraction.

"RUN AND FLEE, LIL' [GREEN BEAN]!!!!!"

His smile widens as he begins chasing towards him. It's clear that this time, with the knowledge of how Apollo acts, he'll be using the survivor's weakness to his advantage like the bastard he is.

After all, if he wasn't going to use the only thing keeping him from dying, even when Noli hurt him in every way, he'll gladly accept the easier chase.

Even if he wishes for nothing but to torment him, he needs to win something out of him first.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Stars above okay- he can’t afford to lose focus. As long as , he can keep their focus , and keep away from anyone else who could get hurt , it would be okay, ]

> [ As if the world had some sort of sick sense of humor, he struggles to gain proper footing before taking off in the clearest direction. He’s used to running. ]

> [ He can’t help but feel , guilty , still. It’s clearly etched in the few facial features that remain visible. That awful , sinking feeling he can’t shake. It’s not doing any favors for his focus , either. ]

> [ Still , he runs without a word , frequently checking behind him. ]

[the-noli-show]

Apollo's stubbornness not to run towards his allies is already starting to irk the killer. Not that there were many survivors left, though. Noli led survivors isolated with his hallucinations, and plucked them off, one by one.

Noli is... less reckless this time around. He is less desperate and less aggressive with his attacks. He will not let this opportunity go to waste.

"[KABLOOEY]!!!!"

He yells, throwing his void star. It misses, but Noli manually detonates it, causing a smaller explosion to happen right in front of the survivor, slowing him down whether it lands or not.

"SIX-HUNDRED [INTELLIGENCE QUOTIENT] PLAY!!! I MISSED ON [PURPOSE]!!!!"

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> [ He's forced to stumble to a brief halt , prosthetic brought up to guard his face from the brunt of the explosion. It burns . ]

> [ Choking on his own breath , he's , starting to worry that he may be in a bit over his head. ]

> [ He can't . fail his team , though . he can't. He digs his heels into the ground, and tries to turn and gain distance again. It's , not as successful as he hopes. ]

[wires-for-veins]

The killer was Noli this time, again. Presumably it was after his wounds had healed. It had only been a little while since the last round Apollo was in a round with Noli as the killer, but there was no doubt, as legendary as a weapon the Ghostwalker is, Noli regenerated extremely fast from non-lethal cuts.

Though, a very faint scar was left on his right, forever reminding him of his defeat. Otherwise, he had probably torn it off.

The threat from last time, ”I [ASSURE] YOU. [WE’LL MEET AGAIN], AND I WILL KILL YOU.” ...it was full of malice, with the intent to get back at something he had never done.

Noli didn't start by finding Apollo first, though.

No, he learned from his mistake, deciding to build up more time before pursuing him.

He wasn't stupid enough to leave him for Last Man Standing either.

"[GREEN BEAN]!!! IT'S ME AGAIN!!!! I'M BACK FOR [ROUND TWO]!!!!!"

He void-rushes out of nowhere, aiming for the side of his body.

He's grinning like a madman like usual, but evidently, he's a bit worked up seeing him in the round.

-> @the-noli-show

> [ All he can manage is a half-strangled sounding yelp of surprise, ducking off to the side to avoid being struck. Thats- is that- ]

Y, you’re okay -? !

> [ He purposefully keeps both hands away from the hilt of his blade this time, keeping them in a surrender-like position. In doing so , he becomes very achingly aware of the fact that his previous attempt to dodge had not been entirely successful . Thats . Okay, he can work with this . ]

It- it looks , ow- it looks like it healed okay ?

> [ He needs to keep mobile , to be able to protect himself without risking anyone else. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops his charge before he can hit the wall face-first.

He doesn't respond to the survivor trying to be compassionate despite how much he wants to. He tells himself it's just a distraction.

"RUN AND FLEE, LIL' [GREEN BEAN]!!!!!"

His smile widens as he begins chasing towards him. It's clear that this time, with the knowledge of how Apollo acts, he'll be using the survivor's weakness to his advantage like the bastard he is.

After all, if he wasn't going to use the only thing keeping him from dying, even when Noli hurt him in every way, he'll gladly accept the easier chase.

Even if he wishes for nothing but to torment him, he needs to win something out of him first.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Stars above okay- he can’t afford to lose focus. As long as , he can keep their focus , and keep away from anyone else who could get hurt , it would be okay, ]

> [ As if the world had some sort of sick sense of humor, he struggles to gain proper footing before taking off in the clearest direction. He’s used to running. ]

> [ He can’t help but feel , guilty , still. It’s clearly etched in the few facial features that remain visible. That awful , sinking feeling he can’t shake. It’s not doing any favors for his focus , either. ]

> [ Still , he runs without a word , frequently checking behind him. ]

[wires-for-veins]

The killer was Noli this time, again. Presumably it was after his wounds had healed. It had only been a little while since the last round Apollo was in a round with Noli as the killer, but there was no doubt, as legendary as a weapon the Ghostwalker is, Noli regenerated extremely fast from non-lethal cuts.

Though, a very faint scar was left on his right, forever reminding him of his defeat. Otherwise, he had probably torn it off.

The threat from last time, ”I [ASSURE] YOU. [WE’LL MEET AGAIN], AND I WILL KILL YOU.” ...it was full of malice, with the intent to get back at something he had never done.

Noli didn't start by finding Apollo first, though.

No, he learned from his mistake, deciding to build up more time before pursuing him.

He wasn't stupid enough to leave him for Last Man Standing either.

"[GREEN BEAN]!!! IT'S ME AGAIN!!!! I'M BACK FOR [ROUND TWO]!!!!!"

He void-rushes out of nowhere, aiming for the side of his body.

He's grinning like a madman like usual, but evidently, he's a bit worked up seeing him in the round.

-> @the-noli-show

> [ All he can manage is a half-strangled sounding yelp of surprise, ducking off to the side to avoid being struck. Thats- is that- ]

Y, you’re okay -? !

> [ He purposefully keeps both hands away from the hilt of his blade this time, keeping them in a surrender-like position. In doing so , he becomes very achingly aware of the fact that his previous attempt to dodge had not been entirely successful . Thats . Okay, he can work with this . ]

It- it looks , ow- it looks like it healed okay ?

> [ He needs to keep mobile , to be able to protect himself without risking anyone else. ]

[wires-for-veins]

BOOM FANART FLASHBANG

I was too lazy to draw Noli sorry guys

Jk I actually suck at drawing Noli that’s why my pfp is a placeholder drawing I made like. Last second LOL

I explode now

-> the mod of @the-noli-show!!!

WOAH??? WOAH YELLS SO LOUD????? THIS IS SO COOL??? FRAMING IT?ON THE WALL??? savingthis forever,))

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Noli rushes towards the survivor, but like always, hits the wall accidentally, even while the survivor he was aiming at, wasn’t even moving.

He’s trying to find easy pickings, something to increase his time on the timer.

“THESE [HITBOXES]!!!!?????”

He can’t blame his “hitbox” when he’s driving like a drunk driver.

“OHOHOH! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU AROUND!!!!!!”

“I’M [THE ONE AND ONLY] NOLI!!!!!!!”

“AND I WANT AN ENJOYABLE CHASE, SOME [GOOD ENTERTAINMENT]!!!!!!!!”

-> @the-noli-show

> [ Stars above- he just about had a heart attack by that sudden appearance. Stumbling out of the way, he clutches the healing supplies he managed to get a hold of like his life depends on it. ]

> [ It takes him a second to process what exactly was happening. Right , okay , he can work with this , he guesses ? as long as , no one else was getting hurt. ]

> [ Still holding the supplies with his good arm, he can't really reliably hold his sword at the moment, so he takes the route he's most familiar with, only stumbling a bit as he starts his retreat to an area he's pretty sure nobody else was occupying. Anything to keep everyone safe ! ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli’s right on his tail, the tendrils of the void star barely missing.

If he were any slower, he would have been hit.

“SOOOO! WHAT’S THE NAME OF THIS SQUISHY LIL’ [GREEN-BEAN] I’VE JUST MET?????”

He asks, expectantly, as if he was getting to know a friend rather than chasing him and trying to kill him right now.

But both of them know better, he’s just here to spill blood.

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> [ He yelps as the attack gets a bit too close for comfort, taking care not to lose his footing. Being chased and taunted like this brings memories to the surface he , frankly thought he dealt with already. The metal limb sits heavy in its socket, adding a physical reminder like some cruel joke. ]

> [ Some deep-seated part of himself chastises his choice for silence. Sure , his life's at stake , but isn't it always? is that really an excuse to be unkind? ]

> [ His breath is starting to shallow, so he tries to take a couple of odd turns in an attempt to gain distance, all the while trying to shove the medical supplies into the bag at his side, hoping to be able to free his hands in time to be able to arm himself. ]

,?? I?? w? what did you call me ???

> [ DUMB !! DUMB !! YOU'RE WASTING YOUR BREATH!!! ]

[the-noli-show]

“YOUR ARM’S ALL [FUNNY-LOOKING]!!!!”

”SEEMS A BIT TOO [HEAVY]!”

He’s intending to tear it off.

How insensitive can he be!?

Noli’s speed is mostly consistent, but he is too excited, following his every step instead of taking an optimal path, letting the survivor have a chance to run slower and preserve stamina.

“YOU [HEARD] ME ALRIGHT!!!”

”SQUISHY! LIL’! [GREEN!-BEAN!]!!!! THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!!!!!”

Here comes the void star he hurls.

He’s not giving up on the chase. He doesn’t usually, especially if there’s some new, interesting survivor that he hasn’t seen before.

He calls it, “hidden lore to discover”.

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> [ He winces internally at the first comment , angling his body to try and protect the metal limb , which, if he had time to stop and think , he'd realize is silly. If anything, he should probably protect his actual Flesh And Blood arm. it'd suck to lose both. ]

> [ Stars above- how can they keep up so easily while talking ?? . Name , they asked for a name , that , feels unwise to share, but rude not to? ]

> [ This really should not be that complicated. ]

? ?? I'm ?? a person ?? , uh , Apollo , uhm- oh Hah !

> [ Freeing up his other arm, he feels a little bit more sure of himself. He's able to unsheathe the blade from the gifted guard at his side, the Ghostwalker technically sort of glows , but not in any way that would help with visibility. At least he can , save himself a couple hits ? ]

> [ There's not really time to celebrate or catch his breath, he's slowing down and reacts just a half second too late to the incoming projectile. Ow. ]

[the-noli-show]

"HOOHOO!!! THE [HITBOXES] ARE ON [MY SIDE]!!!!!"

Not many people actually answer his questions, which are usually just meant for a false sense of security that never existed.

Noli scoffs. Apollo's too polite for this realm. Or was he just playing along? In spite of that, he still enjoyed the conversation that he doesn't usually get. It was just amusing to him.

"[APOLLO]??? LIKE THE [GREEK GOD]??? I LOVE [GREEK MYTHOLOGY]!!!!!! OR PERHAPS THE [SPACE PROGRAM]???? JUST KIDDING!!!"

He also just... doesn't care about the survivor's name that he'll probably forget soon. He's going to call people by the nicknames he comes up with, no matter who he's talking to.

His eyes narrow, seeing the unsheathed sword in Apollo's hand. The Ghostwalker? In the hands of what seemed to be an average survivor? He may have underestimated what he had seen as easy-pickings.

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> [ He doesn't bother pausing to check the severity of the injury , that's a future him problem, or Won't be a problem soon, depending on how this goes. ]

? d? Do you always ? talk this much ? how are y,you not ,? out of breath ,?

> [ Speaking of , he's starting to reach the end of his rope here in terms of stamina. He turns to face his assailant, assuming the defense stance he's been taught. He just needs to buy everyone time. ]

[the-noli-show]

"YEP! [I DO LOVE TO YAP!]"

He is tired, too. He's appearing not to be, just to make him panic. He has abysmal stamina management.

Under that mask of his, he's panting, regretting his choice for playing so aggressively.

Noli nearly collides with the survivor's blade, which could have been really bad for him, stopping just in time and trying to stab Apollo with his shadow tendril.

It hits the blade with a clang, as the survivor parries his attacks.

"OWIE!"

He shakes his hand, wiggling it. It's regenerating a lot slower.

He's not too injured, but it does hurt him. It's one of the SFOTH swords, after all.

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> [ He gasps at the impact, shutting his eyes and turning away, having expected it to connect with his actual self. ]

> [ When it doesn't, and the other reacts instead, his reaction is near instant. The blade is lowered and his expression is , one of concern . He didn't mean to- he didn't think- ]

Shoot- stars are you okay ,? sorry i- ah ,

> [ Stupid . Stupid . Hes been told over and over how foolish this is . But it's his Job to help when people are Hurt. even more so if it's His Fault. ]

[the-noli-show]

It confuses Noli, like, really confused, to the point where he's mentally stunned for around half a second. He didn't even say anything back.

He was completely vulnerable and stunned all while the survivor just stood there, apologizing to him, a killer, out of all people! What a strange, almost frustratingly soft survivor he was.

"..."

Then, it hits him! It must be mockery! Mockery from an inferior survivor!? It hurts his ego, and fills him with a sense of anger. He's not letting him escape.

Without warning, he goes for the survivor's face, playing way too aggressively once again, an easy-to-dodge attack that once avoided or parried, will only frustrate him more, a feeling he doesn't usually feel. He was not in the right mind for this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ His concern only grows with the lack of response. In fact, he's moments away from reaching out when the killer lunges forward. He acts quicker than he thought he would , narrowly avoiding the attack, minus a few loose leaves. ]

sorry - sorry, I'll , uh , try not to ,,

> [ He keeps the blade in a defensive position , though makes a concentrated effort to just Avoid rather than Block. ]

> [ Though he's , still having to make an effort to catch his breath , so his options are a bit limited. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops himself from spewing out a storm of swears. It's not good for the audience, and even he knew, this is way too out of character for him. Ugh! Who cares!?

He is enraged. The longer this... squishy little green bean continues to "pwn" him, the worse he gets, both mentally and physically.

He's getting desperate. He can't get close with his tendril stab nor his void rush, or he might hit the blade head on. Plus, the survivor just dodging all of his attacks. His only viable ability is his void star, which he hurls at him, angrily and violently.

"STOP PLAYING SO [DEFENSIVELY] AND [ATTACK] ME!!! IT'S SOOOOO [BORING]!!!!!"

He's unable to hide the dripping hatred laced in his words right now with his half-playful remarks.

Both are low on their stamina, and he'll lose the round if he doesn't go for someone else. Unfortunately, he's too reckless to think properly.

"GUH! [FORGET] IT!!!!"

He's using void-rush, winding up, and charging towards Apollo now.

[wires-for-veins]

wh , what is ? with you guys ? why- why do you want me to-

> [ This is, not the first time he's had an interaction turn like this. It makes his head spin, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He won't. it's not-]

> [ It feels like there's less than a second to react, having to pull himself out of his own mind in time to avoid injury. Instinct brings the blade back up to protect himself, rather than attempting to dash out of the way . His stomach sinks. ]

[the-noli-show]

"THE GREAT NOLI CAN'T, WON'T [SUFFER DEFEAT] FROM A SQUISHY-!?"

His body meets the sharp blade, slicing through his whole arm and a bit of his chest and torso.

Can't say he didn't expect this to happen, but he's still surprised.

Dark purple ichor drips from his arm as he recklessly attempts to pull his arm out. Very, very bad idea. He's hasn't bled ever since he acquired the void star, but literally anyone with any common sense would know what NOT to do.

"...!"

It takes him a while to register the pain in his arm.

"GGGAHHHH! IT [HURTS]!!!!!!!!"

He wails, his shrill, screeching voice could be heard from across the map.

How amusing, the "great" Noli, was reduced to this!

He was never going to forget this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Oh . Fuck .]

> [ Oh Stars what did he do- ]

> [ Fear of a different kind grips his stomach. He freezes for what feels like an agonizingly long time, his head going quiet for a rare moment. Or, maybe it was just so loud he couldn't tell anymore. ]

Sorry i- Dont- Wait don't try to- you'll bleed more just- I can-

> [ He can't finish a single thought , and he's still out of breath. Reaching across his body to the bag at his side , he rummages around to grab some of the medical supplies he had found earlier. This is . He didn't , want this . ]

I'm , stars above I'm so sorry I Really- , I didn't ,

[the-noli-show]

"...JUST [SAVE] IT."

Noli, now, pathetically on his knees, stares, assuming there was some other weapon in the survivor's bag.

To his surprise, he didn't take out more weapons, instead, medical supplies Noli had only seen survivors use.

Was the green-bean going to bandage him up!? Nononono, he would rather die!

"THIS IS A PLACE WHERE [IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED]!!!"

"YET YOU'RE PRACTICALLY [ASKING] TO [BE KILLED] EVERY TIME!!!"

"[WHY]???"

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Bandages are held tightly in his hand, trembling from the adrenaline. Awful , awful , he's awful , for doing something like this . He shakes the thoughts , there will be time to berate himself later. He starts going over the list he's internalized. ]

> [ Elevate if you can , at or above the heart- d. do they have ? ok wait no don't overthink this. Pressure , apply bandages , if they bleed through add more, don't re-wrap immediately, right now he just has to stop the bleeding- All the while, he mutters these steps to himself, reinforcing them even further. ]

> [ his head is . Buzzing . ]

It- I- W,What ??

I'm . I'm not ,I just- want to help , I have to , I ,

> [ Is he breathing ? is he crying ? stars, he can't tell anymore !! Doesn't matter, he needs to help- ]

[the-noli-show]

…Noli isn’t sure what to make of this.

What is the survivor doing…!?

They’re all contradictory! Injuring him, apologizing, now bandaging him up and… crying?

Not that Noli cares but- he doesn’t really know what’s happening any more.

Noli can tell he’s done this multiple times.

How frustrating, he needs to care for himself, be more selfish, or chasing and killing him wouldn’t be fun!

Or at least… that’s what he tells himself.

“[GREEN-BEAN]- APOLLO. STOP-! JUST… STOP!!!”

”I DON’T NEED NOR WANT YOUR [HELP]!”

”NOR YOUR [PITY]!

”NOR THOSE STUPID [BANDAGES] OF YOURS!”

Noli demands, the void star flickering in his hand as a threat.

Looks like he didn’t forget his name!

“YOU’RE NOT NICE, [APOLLO]!!!!”

”YOU’RE SELF-SACRIFICING TOO MUCH, [DESTROYING] YOURSELF IN THE [PROCESS]!!!”

”BE SELFISH. [APOLLO].”

”LIKE YOU DID WHEN YOUR [BLADE] MET MY [CANCEROUS FLESH].”

He tries scooting backwards, away, his arm collapsing backwards.

He bitterly laughs and darkly smiles.

“I’D PREFER IF YOU LEAVE ME HERE TO [ROT].”

”CARE FOR YOURSELF INSTEAD.”

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He freezes for a moment , breath caught in his throat. Every movement the other makes has him wincing. He knows that hurts. At, sort of a loss for how to proceed he sort of just , holds out the remainder of the bandages he had been using. ]

Careful- careful you, you don't want to make it worse-

> [ He , doesn't move any closer at the other's retreat. He's , still scared , but making this right matters far more than another Death or Scar to add to the tally. ]

, ,, you can't , really want that. , I i promise I really , I didn't mean to, to hurt you like that-

> [ The way he talks about the idea of causing harm to another, as if it were the worst thing in this world and those beyond, because to him it is. ]

I. didn't , want to ,

[the-noli-show]

He doesn’t react, doesn’t attack. Not any more.

The void star fades out of view, like he’s finally just… accepted this humiliating fate.

He’ll let himself be vulnerable and weak—just this once—and any round after this, he’ll make sure this will never happen again.

But there was just one thing he doesn’t get.

What side was Apollo really on?

He huffs. He doesn’t care to know, does he?

“I CAN’T [STOP] YOU THEN.”

He says, begrudgingly.

“…I [DESPISE] YOU.”

”I [ASSURE] YOU. [WE’LL MEET AGAIN], AND I WILL KILL YOU.”

Keep telling yourself that.

His threats are empty now, and he knows that.

He just can’t wait for the round to end.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Silence hangs in the air for a moment after that declaration. His expression reveals little more than exhaustion. ]

, ,, I know .

> [ He pointedly avoids looking the other in the eyes, instead choosing to focus on the injury. As the bleeding slows , he lets out a breath he didn't remember holding. ]

> [ He continues with the wound care , just a little while longer , the blade is discarded to the side, and the bandages applied are neat with very minimal spotting through . Both his hands are shaking, He didn't know the metal limb could also tremble like that . ]

d. , does that feel , any better ?

[the-noli-show]

Goodness- It almost feels wrong to hate this guy.

He doesn't deserve eternal purgatory.

Is what he would think if he wasn't a killer.

But no, that's all there is to him.

...

Defeated and ashamed, he admits and nods.

To see Noli in such a poor, pitiful state was very rare! He is quite lucky! Well... not really...

"YOU'VE DONE [[THIS]] BEFORE, [MULTIPLE TIMES], I [ASSUME]?"

He asks, a scowl, but also a hint of curiosity.

The round was nearing its end.

The myth still can't process this loss.

[wires-for-veins]

, , , y, yeah ?

> [ He's never going to understand how this is strange to some people. ]

I'm not , really good at a whole lot , not like the rest of , the group ? . So , I figured I could , help by doing this . and , making sure they don't get hurt in the first place .

> [ That's , not probably all the other was getting at . He looks even more distant somehow , gaze still locked on the bandaged injury. ]

, ,, I don't , think the line between these sides really , matters much . We're all , stuck .

Besides ,I , did this- it . would be awful if , I didn't at least try .

> [ Stars , his own actions make him sick . ]

[the-noli-show]

They're all stuck here, he says?

No- no. Noli is NOT trapped here. He's here because he wants to be.

Not because the deity watching the realm kept him here.

But despite everything he tells himself...

That's not really the truth. He wants freedom again.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN!"

"OF COURSE YOUR LITTLE [SAVIOR COMPLEX] INCLUDES HELPING THOSE [INFERIOR], AS WELL!"

Noli lets his arm rest near his side, poking it and tapping on it with his other hand.

"I MEAN TO ANOTHER [KILLER]."

"DO YOU [[PITIFULLY]] [BANDAGE] THEM UP TOO???"

Goodness- He's impatient.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He doesn't , like the way his friends are spoken about , though little is revealed apart from tension gathering in the shoulders . ]

, ,yeah ? , they're , people too. Family , some of them .

That's . uh , how I'm , learning how to , use the sword .

> [ He scratches absentmindedly at the scar tissue beneath the gifted eye patch. Association. The scabbard at his side is decorated in a similar fashion. ]

Some people, really aren't that scary once , you get to know them .

[wires-for-veins]

Noli rushes towards the survivor, but like always, hits the wall accidentally, even while the survivor he was aiming at, wasn’t even moving.

He’s trying to find easy pickings, something to increase his time on the timer.

“THESE [HITBOXES]!!!!?????”

He can’t blame his “hitbox” when he’s driving like a drunk driver.

“OHOHOH! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU AROUND!!!!!!”

“I’M [THE ONE AND ONLY] NOLI!!!!!!!”

“AND I WANT AN ENJOYABLE CHASE, SOME [GOOD ENTERTAINMENT]!!!!!!!!”

-> @the-noli-show

> [ Stars above- he just about had a heart attack by that sudden appearance. Stumbling out of the way, he clutches the healing supplies he managed to get a hold of like his life depends on it. ]

> [ It takes him a second to process what exactly was happening. Right , okay , he can work with this , he guesses ? as long as , no one else was getting hurt. ]

> [ Still holding the supplies with his good arm, he can't really reliably hold his sword at the moment, so he takes the route he's most familiar with, only stumbling a bit as he starts his retreat to an area he's pretty sure nobody else was occupying. Anything to keep everyone safe ! ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli’s right on his tail, the tendrils of the void star barely missing.

If he were any slower, he would have been hit.

“SOOOO! WHAT’S THE NAME OF THIS SQUISHY LIL’ [GREEN-BEAN] I’VE JUST MET?????”

He asks, expectantly, as if he was getting to know a friend rather than chasing him and trying to kill him right now.

But both of them know better, he’s just here to spill blood.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He yelps as the attack gets a bit too close for comfort, taking care not to lose his footing. Being chased and taunted like this brings memories to the surface he , frankly thought he dealt with already. The metal limb sits heavy in its socket, adding a physical reminder like some cruel joke. ]

> [ Some deep-seated part of himself chastises his choice for silence. Sure , his life's at stake , but isn't it always? is that really an excuse to be unkind? ]

> [ His breath is starting to shallow, so he tries to take a couple of odd turns in an attempt to gain distance, all the while trying to shove the medical supplies into the bag at his side, hoping to be able to free his hands in time to be able to arm himself. ]

,?? I?? w? what did you call me ???

> [ DUMB !! DUMB !! YOU'RE WASTING YOUR BREATH!!! ]

[the-noli-show]

“YOUR ARM’S ALL [FUNNY-LOOKING]!!!!”

”SEEMS A BIT TOO [HEAVY]!”

He’s intending to tear it off.

How insensitive can he be!?

Noli’s speed is mostly consistent, but he is too excited, following his every step instead of taking an optimal path, letting the survivor have a chance to run slower and preserve stamina.

“YOU [HEARD] ME ALRIGHT!!!”

”SQUISHY! LIL’! [GREEN!-BEAN!]!!!! THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!!!!!”

Here comes the void star he hurls.

He’s not giving up on the chase. He doesn’t usually, especially if there’s some new, interesting survivor that he hasn’t seen before.

He calls it, “hidden lore to discover”.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He winces internally at the first comment , angling his body to try and protect the metal limb , which, if he had time to stop and think , he'd realize is silly. If anything, he should probably protect his actual Flesh And Blood arm. it'd suck to lose both. ]

> [ Stars above- how can they keep up so easily while talking ?? . Name , they asked for a name , that , feels unwise to share, but rude not to? ]

> [ This really should not be that complicated. ]

? ?? I'm ?? a person ?? , uh , Apollo , uhm- oh Hah !

> [ Freeing up his other arm, he feels a little bit more sure of himself. He's able to unsheathe the blade from the gifted guard at his side, the Ghostwalker technically sort of glows , but not in any way that would help with visibility. At least he can , save himself a couple hits ? ]

> [ There's not really time to celebrate or catch his breath, he's slowing down and reacts just a half second too late to the incoming projectile. Ow. ]

[the-noli-show]

"HOOHOO!!! THE [HITBOXES] ARE ON [MY SIDE]!!!!!"

Not many people actually answer his questions, which are usually just meant for a false sense of security that never existed.

Noli scoffs. Apollo's too polite for this realm. Or was he just playing along? In spite of that, he still enjoyed the conversation that he doesn't usually get. It was just amusing to him.

"[APOLLO]??? LIKE THE [GREEK GOD]??? I LOVE [GREEK MYTHOLOGY]!!!!!! OR PERHAPS THE [SPACE PROGRAM]???? JUST KIDDING!!!"

He also just... doesn't care about the survivor's name that he'll probably forget soon. He's going to call people by the nicknames he comes up with, no matter who he's talking to.

His eyes narrow, seeing the unsheathed sword in Apollo's hand. The Ghostwalker? In the hands of what seemed to be an average survivor? He may have underestimated what he had seen as easy-pickings.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He doesn't bother pausing to check the severity of the injury , that's a future him problem, or Won't be a problem soon, depending on how this goes. ]

? d? Do you always ? talk this much ? how are y,you not ,? out of breath ,?

> [ Speaking of , he's starting to reach the end of his rope here in terms of stamina. He turns to face his assailant, assuming the defense stance he's been taught. He just needs to buy everyone time. ]

[the-noli-show]

"YEP! [I DO LOVE TO YAP!]"

He is tired, too. He's appearing not to be, just to make him panic. He has abysmal stamina management.

Under that mask of his, he's panting, regretting his choice for playing so aggressively.

Noli nearly collides with the survivor's blade, which could have been really bad for him, stopping just in time and trying to stab Apollo with his shadow tendril.

It hits the blade with a clang, as the survivor parries his attacks.

"OWIE!"

He shakes his hand, wiggling it. It's regenerating a lot slower.

He's not too injured, but it does hurt him. It's one of the SFOTH swords, after all.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He gasps at the impact, shutting his eyes and turning away, having expected it to connect with his actual self. ]

> [ When it doesn't, and the other reacts instead, his reaction is near instant. The blade is lowered and his expression is , one of concern . He didn't mean to- he didn't think- ]

Shoot- stars are you okay ,? sorry i- ah ,

> [ Stupid . Stupid . Hes been told over and over how foolish this is . But it's his Job to help when people are Hurt. even more so if it's His Fault. ]

[the-noli-show]

It confuses Noli, like, really confused, to the point where he's mentally stunned for around half a second. He didn't even say anything back.

He was completely vulnerable and stunned all while the survivor just stood there, apologizing to him, a killer, out of all people! What a strange, almost frustratingly soft survivor he was.

"..."

Then, it hits him! It must be mockery! Mockery from an inferior survivor!? It hurts his ego, and fills him with a sense of anger. He's not letting him escape.

Without warning, he goes for the survivor's face, playing way too aggressively once again, an easy-to-dodge attack that once avoided or parried, will only frustrate him more, a feeling he doesn't usually feel. He was not in the right mind for this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ His concern only grows with the lack of response. In fact, he's moments away from reaching out when the killer lunges forward. He acts quicker than he thought he would , narrowly avoiding the attack, minus a few loose leaves. ]

sorry - sorry, I'll , uh , try not to ,,

> [ He keeps the blade in a defensive position , though makes a concentrated effort to just Avoid rather than Block. ]

> [ Though he's , still having to make an effort to catch his breath , so his options are a bit limited. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops himself from spewing out a storm of swears. It's not good for the audience, and even he knew, this is way too out of character for him. Ugh! Who cares!?

He is enraged. The longer this... squishy little green bean continues to "pwn" him, the worse he gets, both mentally and physically.

He's getting desperate. He can't get close with his tendril stab nor his void rush, or he might hit the blade head on. Plus, the survivor just dodging all of his attacks. His only viable ability is his void star, which he hurls at him, angrily and violently.

"STOP PLAYING SO [DEFENSIVELY] AND [ATTACK] ME!!! IT'S SOOOOO [BORING]!!!!!"

He's unable to hide the dripping hatred laced in his words right now with his half-playful remarks.

Both are low on their stamina, and he'll lose the round if he doesn't go for someone else. Unfortunately, he's too reckless to think properly.

"GUH! [FORGET] IT!!!!"

He's using void-rush, winding up, and charging towards Apollo now.

[wires-for-veins]

wh , what is ? with you guys ? why- why do you want me to-

> [ This is, not the first time he's had an interaction turn like this. It makes his head spin, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He won't. it's not-]

> [ It feels like there's less than a second to react, having to pull himself out of his own mind in time to avoid injury. Instinct brings the blade back up to protect himself, rather than attempting to dash out of the way . His stomach sinks. ]

[the-noli-show]

"THE GREAT NOLI CAN'T, WON'T [SUFFER DEFEAT] FROM A SQUISHY-!?"

His body meets the sharp blade, slicing through his whole arm and a bit of his chest and torso.

Can't say he didn't expect this to happen, but he's still surprised.

Dark purple ichor drips from his arm as he recklessly attempts to pull his arm out. Very, very bad idea. He's hasn't bled ever since he acquired the void star, but literally anyone with any common sense would know what NOT to do.

"...!"

It takes him a while to register the pain in his arm.

"GGGAHHHH! IT [HURTS]!!!!!!!!"

He wails, his shrill, screeching voice could be heard from across the map.

How amusing, the "great" Noli, was reduced to this!

He was never going to forget this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Oh . Fuck .]

> [ Oh Stars what did he do- ]

> [ Fear of a different kind grips his stomach. He freezes for what feels like an agonizingly long time, his head going quiet for a rare moment. Or, maybe it was just so loud he couldn't tell anymore. ]

Sorry i- Dont- Wait don't try to- you'll bleed more just- I can-

> [ He can't finish a single thought , and he's still out of breath. Reaching across his body to the bag at his side , he rummages around to grab some of the medical supplies he had found earlier. This is . He didn't , want this . ]

I'm , stars above I'm so sorry I Really- , I didn't ,

[the-noli-show]

"...JUST [SAVE] IT."

Noli, now, pathetically on his knees, stares, assuming there was some other weapon in the survivor's bag.

To his surprise, he didn't take out more weapons, instead, medical supplies Noli had only seen survivors use.

Was the green-bean going to bandage him up!? Nononono, he would rather die!

"THIS IS A PLACE WHERE [IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED]!!!"

"YET YOU'RE PRACTICALLY [ASKING] TO [BE KILLED] EVERY TIME!!!"

"[WHY]???"

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Bandages are held tightly in his hand, trembling from the adrenaline. Awful , awful , he's awful , for doing something like this . He shakes the thoughts , there will be time to berate himself later. He starts going over the list he's internalized. ]

> [ Elevate if you can , at or above the heart- d. do they have ? ok wait no don't overthink this. Pressure , apply bandages , if they bleed through add more, don't re-wrap immediately, right now he just has to stop the bleeding- All the while, he mutters these steps to himself, reinforcing them even further. ]

> [ his head is . Buzzing . ]

It- I- W,What ??

I'm . I'm not ,I just- want to help , I have to , I ,

> [ Is he breathing ? is he crying ? stars, he can't tell anymore !! Doesn't matter, he needs to help- ]

[the-noli-show]

…Noli isn’t sure what to make of this.

What is the survivor doing…!?

They’re all contradictory! Injuring him, apologizing, now bandaging him up and… crying?

Not that Noli cares but- he doesn’t really know what’s happening any more.

Noli can tell he’s done this multiple times.

How frustrating, he needs to care for himself, be more selfish, or chasing and killing him wouldn’t be fun!

Or at least… that’s what he tells himself.

“[GREEN-BEAN]- APOLLO. STOP-! JUST… STOP!!!”

”I DON’T NEED NOR WANT YOUR [HELP]!”

”NOR YOUR [PITY]!

”NOR THOSE STUPID [BANDAGES] OF YOURS!”

Noli demands, the void star flickering in his hand as a threat.

Looks like he didn’t forget his name!

“YOU’RE NOT NICE, [APOLLO]!!!!”

”YOU’RE SELF-SACRIFICING TOO MUCH, [DESTROYING] YOURSELF IN THE [PROCESS]!!!”

”BE SELFISH. [APOLLO].”

”LIKE YOU DID WHEN YOUR [BLADE] MET MY [CANCEROUS FLESH].”

He tries scooting backwards, away, his arm collapsing backwards.

He bitterly laughs and darkly smiles.

“I’D PREFER IF YOU LEAVE ME HERE TO [ROT].”

”CARE FOR YOURSELF INSTEAD.”

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He freezes for a moment , breath caught in his throat. Every movement the other makes has him wincing. He knows that hurts. At, sort of a loss for how to proceed he sort of just , holds out the remainder of the bandages he had been using. ]

Careful- careful you, you don't want to make it worse-

> [ He , doesn't move any closer at the other's retreat. He's , still scared , but making this right matters far more than another Death or Scar to add to the tally. ]

, ,, you can't , really want that. , I i promise I really , I didn't mean to, to hurt you like that-

> [ The way he talks about the idea of causing harm to another, as if it were the worst thing in this world and those beyond, because to him it is. ]

I. didn't , want to ,

[the-noli-show]

He doesn’t react, doesn’t attack. Not any more.

The void star fades out of view, like he’s finally just… accepted this humiliating fate.

He’ll let himself be vulnerable and weak—just this once—and any round after this, he’ll make sure this will never happen again.

But there was just one thing he doesn’t get.

What side was Apollo really on?

He huffs. He doesn’t care to know, does he?

“I CAN’T [STOP] YOU THEN.”

He says, begrudgingly.

“…I [DESPISE] YOU.”

”I [ASSURE] YOU. [WE’LL MEET AGAIN], AND I WILL KILL YOU.”

Keep telling yourself that.

His threats are empty now, and he knows that.

He just can’t wait for the round to end.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Silence hangs in the air for a moment after that declaration. His expression reveals little more than exhaustion. ]

, ,, I know .

> [ He pointedly avoids looking the other in the eyes, instead choosing to focus on the injury. As the bleeding slows , he lets out a breath he didn't remember holding. ]

> [ He continues with the wound care , just a little while longer , the blade is discarded to the side, and the bandages applied are neat with very minimal spotting through . Both his hands are shaking, He didn't know the metal limb could also tremble like that . ]

d. , does that feel , any better ?

[the-noli-show]

Goodness- It almost feels wrong to hate this guy.

He doesn't deserve eternal purgatory.

Is what he would think if he wasn't a killer.

But no, that's all there is to him.

...

Defeated and ashamed, he admits and nods.

To see Noli in such a poor, pitiful state was very rare! He is quite lucky! Well... not really...

"YOU'VE DONE [[THIS]] BEFORE, [MULTIPLE TIMES], I [ASSUME]?"

He asks, a scowl, but also a hint of curiosity.

The round was nearing its end.

The myth still can't process this loss.

[wires-for-veins]

, , , y, yeah ?

> [ He's never going to understand how this is strange to some people. ]

I'm not , really good at a whole lot , not like the rest of , the group ? . So , I figured I could , help by doing this . and , making sure they don't get hurt in the first place .

> [ That's , not probably all the other was getting at . He looks even more distant somehow , gaze still locked on the bandaged injury. ]

, ,, I don't , think the line between these sides really , matters much . We're all , stuck .

Besides ,I , did this- it . would be awful if , I didn't at least try .

> [ Stars , his own actions make him sick . ]

[wires-for-veins]

; hi lalal

Hello, Apollo ! How are you doing today?

I keep getting mentions of you, and believed it to be a good time to visit.

; 🪽 . @castdivinity

> [ Vines go taut, and a rustling of foliage is the only sound that comes from him as he's startled by the sudden presence. It's little more than reflex, and when his gaze falls on the speaking figure, even the blossoms dotting his vines seem to relax. ]

> [ . . . do people talk about him? think about him? weird. Oh, focus, come on- ]

!!, ! Ah ! uhm!! hello , ?

I'm, alright !! aalways am, . I'm. I'm definitely doing much , better around my family! Camp's , getting full, so I'm staying with Dad ,

> [ Some things just don't change. At least he catches himself before rambling on too much farther. ]

, ,,How , are you ??! I . um . m?mentions ?

[castdivinity]

That's always lovely to hear.

I'm doing fine. Granted, things could be smoother. As for mentions- nothing negative, of course.

If my memory serves me correct, you like plants, yes? Do you know of any that you'd deem fit for me? I'm curious.

[wires-for-veins]

,,!! oh !! oh yes I do!! ah , hmm,,

I don't , know a , whole lot , about you yet ? , ,, But , the first thing that comes to mind is , Cherry trees. not- not just the blossoms , but the actual tree itself .

they , uh! they're often symbols of education ,? They're tall , and always seem to be reaching out . if, you see the branches ? it's like , they're trying to hold the sky for themselves.

, ,ah , but if . if they bloom white then , they're a symbol of deception ,

> [ Very cool from a plant perspective! ... a little less so when you're trying to use it to describe someone. ]

[castdivinity]

I'll take it. I believe they look lovely, any way they bloom... deceptive or not.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ The vines itch beneath his skin . At least he , did something good ? He feels , small, under their gaze. ]

,, what have , you been up to ? I don't ! see you around a whole lot!! it can , get kinda lonely here, especially if you're just stuck with, your thoughts .

[castdivinity]

; It pauses, taking a moment to properly gather Its thoughts.

Nothing of major importance. especially nothing that I believe would be beneficial to your knowledge.

I can assure you, I'm not lonely in any sense of the word. I will say, though, that it has been a while since I've paid a visit.

Has anything new came up for you? Anything of significance?

[wires-for-veins]

> [ That's , certainly An Answer, if not a bit oddly worded. He tries not to dwell on it too much. His guard seems to drop a bit , as he starts to mindlessly fidget, and shift his weight from foot to foot as he stands. ]

,, uh ,.hm,, I'm , learning how to , use a sword,! Pa,- Ettore , is helping a whole lot . Mostly , defense, which has been nice ,

They're , really worrying me though. Ettore- , and Dad. Something's , wrong, I feel like, and they won't . Talk to me about it .

> [ Wow . okay . That's maybe too honest. Dial it back a few. He shrinks inward on himself. ]

Sorry , didn't , think I was still that hung up on it .

[castdivinity]

; Oh ! That. Almost forgot.

I can assure you they're doing fine, and if not, they will be fine. Everything takes time, especially here,

; They gestured around them, before folding Its hands back together.

You'd know well, I'd assume.

Give it time. They'll get better . I'd know.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ That , should help soothe his worries , but... ]

> [ It feels like an itch he can't scratch. He hates not knowing what's happening , how to help . ]

, ,, do , You know ,? whats happening to them ? I'm , I'm so lost and I just , .

> [ They're scaring him. He doesn't want to admit it , and he swallows the thought as quick as it surfaces. No , they're family. He must , just be panicking over not being able to help. that's probably it. ]

I just , want to help .

[castdivinity]

I do. I fear I cannot further elaborate, as it'd only worry you further. There's no need to worry.

Like I said ! It takes time. Them especially. This place takes its toll on people , as you can tell.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He's , hesitant, but they seem so sure ? ]

I , guess that makes sense , . it's hard not to worry about family , hah .

I hope we , can get out of here . before , anything . worse happens .

> [ He adjusts the scarf to cover his face a bit better , it's silly, but he feels a little safer like that. ]

, ,, do you , think there's anything , I could do ? to make it , easier for them, I just . . they mean a lot to me ,

[wires-for-veins]

Noli rushes towards the survivor, but like always, hits the wall accidentally, even while the survivor he was aiming at, wasn’t even moving.

He’s trying to find easy pickings, something to increase his time on the timer.

“THESE [HITBOXES]!!!!?????”

He can’t blame his “hitbox” when he’s driving like a drunk driver.

“OHOHOH! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU AROUND!!!!!!”

“I’M [THE ONE AND ONLY] NOLI!!!!!!!”

“AND I WANT AN ENJOYABLE CHASE, SOME [GOOD ENTERTAINMENT]!!!!!!!!”

-> @the-noli-show

> [ Stars above- he just about had a heart attack by that sudden appearance. Stumbling out of the way, he clutches the healing supplies he managed to get a hold of like his life depends on it. ]

> [ It takes him a second to process what exactly was happening. Right , okay , he can work with this , he guesses ? as long as , no one else was getting hurt. ]

> [ Still holding the supplies with his good arm, he can't really reliably hold his sword at the moment, so he takes the route he's most familiar with, only stumbling a bit as he starts his retreat to an area he's pretty sure nobody else was occupying. Anything to keep everyone safe ! ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli’s right on his tail, the tendrils of the void star barely missing.

If he were any slower, he would have been hit.

“SOOOO! WHAT’S THE NAME OF THIS SQUISHY LIL’ [GREEN-BEAN] I’VE JUST MET?????”

He asks, expectantly, as if he was getting to know a friend rather than chasing him and trying to kill him right now.

But both of them know better, he’s just here to spill blood.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He yelps as the attack gets a bit too close for comfort, taking care not to lose his footing. Being chased and taunted like this brings memories to the surface he , frankly thought he dealt with already. The metal limb sits heavy in its socket, adding a physical reminder like some cruel joke. ]

> [ Some deep-seated part of himself chastises his choice for silence. Sure , his life's at stake , but isn't it always? is that really an excuse to be unkind? ]

> [ His breath is starting to shallow, so he tries to take a couple of odd turns in an attempt to gain distance, all the while trying to shove the medical supplies into the bag at his side, hoping to be able to free his hands in time to be able to arm himself. ]

,?? I?? w? what did you call me ???

> [ DUMB !! DUMB !! YOU'RE WASTING YOUR BREATH!!! ]

[the-noli-show]

“YOUR ARM’S ALL [FUNNY-LOOKING]!!!!”

”SEEMS A BIT TOO [HEAVY]!”

He’s intending to tear it off.

How insensitive can he be!?

Noli’s speed is mostly consistent, but he is too excited, following his every step instead of taking an optimal path, letting the survivor have a chance to run slower and preserve stamina.

“YOU [HEARD] ME ALRIGHT!!!”

”SQUISHY! LIL’! [GREEN!-BEAN!]!!!! THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!!!!!”

Here comes the void star he hurls.

He’s not giving up on the chase. He doesn’t usually, especially if there’s some new, interesting survivor that he hasn’t seen before.

He calls it, “hidden lore to discover”.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He winces internally at the first comment , angling his body to try and protect the metal limb , which, if he had time to stop and think , he'd realize is silly. If anything, he should probably protect his actual Flesh And Blood arm. it'd suck to lose both. ]

> [ Stars above- how can they keep up so easily while talking ?? . Name , they asked for a name , that , feels unwise to share, but rude not to? ]

> [ This really should not be that complicated. ]

? ?? I'm ?? a person ?? , uh , Apollo , uhm- oh Hah !

> [ Freeing up his other arm, he feels a little bit more sure of himself. He's able to unsheathe the blade from the gifted guard at his side, the Ghostwalker technically sort of glows , but not in any way that would help with visibility. At least he can , save himself a couple hits ? ]

> [ There's not really time to celebrate or catch his breath, he's slowing down and reacts just a half second too late to the incoming projectile. Ow. ]

[the-noli-show]

"HOOHOO!!! THE [HITBOXES] ARE ON [MY SIDE]!!!!!"

Not many people actually answer his questions, which are usually just meant for a false sense of security that never existed.

Noli scoffs. Apollo's too polite for this realm. Or was he just playing along? In spite of that, he still enjoyed the conversation that he doesn't usually get. It was just amusing to him.

"[APOLLO]??? LIKE THE [GREEK GOD]??? I LOVE [GREEK MYTHOLOGY]!!!!!! OR PERHAPS THE [SPACE PROGRAM]???? JUST KIDDING!!!"

He also just... doesn't care about the survivor's name that he'll probably forget soon. He's going to call people by the nicknames he comes up with, no matter who he's talking to.

His eyes narrow, seeing the unsheathed sword in Apollo's hand. The Ghostwalker? In the hands of what seemed to be an average survivor? He may have underestimated what he had seen as easy-pickings.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He doesn't bother pausing to check the severity of the injury , that's a future him problem, or Won't be a problem soon, depending on how this goes. ]

? d? Do you always ? talk this much ? how are y,you not ,? out of breath ,?

> [ Speaking of , he's starting to reach the end of his rope here in terms of stamina. He turns to face his assailant, assuming the defense stance he's been taught. He just needs to buy everyone time. ]

[the-noli-show]

"YEP! [I DO LOVE TO YAP!]"

He is tired, too. He's appearing not to be, just to make him panic. He has abysmal stamina management.

Under that mask of his, he's panting, regretting his choice for playing so aggressively.

Noli nearly collides with the survivor's blade, which could have been really bad for him, stopping just in time and trying to stab Apollo with his shadow tendril.

It hits the blade with a clang, as the survivor parries his attacks.

"OWIE!"

He shakes his hand, wiggling it. It's regenerating a lot slower.

He's not too injured, but it does hurt him. It's one of the SFOTH swords, after all.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He gasps at the impact, shutting his eyes and turning away, having expected it to connect with his actual self. ]

> [ When it doesn't, and the other reacts instead, his reaction is near instant. The blade is lowered and his expression is , one of concern . He didn't mean to- he didn't think- ]

Shoot- stars are you okay ,? sorry i- ah ,

> [ Stupid . Stupid . Hes been told over and over how foolish this is . But it's his Job to help when people are Hurt. even more so if it's His Fault. ]

[the-noli-show]

It confuses Noli, like, really confused, to the point where he's mentally stunned for around half a second. He didn't even say anything back.

He was completely vulnerable and stunned all while the survivor just stood there, apologizing to him, a killer, out of all people! What a strange, almost frustratingly soft survivor he was.

"..."

Then, it hits him! It must be mockery! Mockery from an inferior survivor!? It hurts his ego, and fills him with a sense of anger. He's not letting him escape.

Without warning, he goes for the survivor's face, playing way too aggressively once again, an easy-to-dodge attack that once avoided or parried, will only frustrate him more, a feeling he doesn't usually feel. He was not in the right mind for this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ His concern only grows with the lack of response. In fact, he's moments away from reaching out when the killer lunges forward. He acts quicker than he thought he would , narrowly avoiding the attack, minus a few loose leaves. ]

sorry - sorry, I'll , uh , try not to ,,

> [ He keeps the blade in a defensive position , though makes a concentrated effort to just Avoid rather than Block. ]

> [ Though he's , still having to make an effort to catch his breath , so his options are a bit limited. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops himself from spewing out a storm of swears. It's not good for the audience, and even he knew, this is way too out of character for him. Ugh! Who cares!?

He is enraged. The longer this... squishy little green bean continues to "pwn" him, the worse he gets, both mentally and physically.

He's getting desperate. He can't get close with his tendril stab nor his void rush, or he might hit the blade head on. Plus, the survivor just dodging all of his attacks. His only viable ability is his void star, which he hurls at him, angrily and violently.

"STOP PLAYING SO [DEFENSIVELY] AND [ATTACK] ME!!! IT'S SOOOOO [BORING]!!!!!"

He's unable to hide the dripping hatred laced in his words right now with his half-playful remarks.

Both are low on their stamina, and he'll lose the round if he doesn't go for someone else. Unfortunately, he's too reckless to think properly.

"GUH! [FORGET] IT!!!!"

He's using void-rush, winding up, and charging towards Apollo now.

[wires-for-veins]

wh , what is ? with you guys ? why- why do you want me to-

> [ This is, not the first time he's had an interaction turn like this. It makes his head spin, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He won't. it's not-]

> [ It feels like there's less than a second to react, having to pull himself out of his own mind in time to avoid injury. Instinct brings the blade back up to protect himself, rather than attempting to dash out of the way . His stomach sinks. ]

[the-noli-show]

"THE GREAT NOLI CAN'T, WON'T [SUFFER DEFEAT] FROM A SQUISHY-!?"

His body meets the sharp blade, slicing through his whole arm and a bit of his chest and torso.

Can't say he didn't expect this to happen, but he's still surprised.

Dark purple ichor drips from his arm as he recklessly attempts to pull his arm out. Very, very bad idea. He's hasn't bled ever since he acquired the void star, but literally anyone with any common sense would know what NOT to do.

"...!"

It takes him a while to register the pain in his arm.

"GGGAHHHH! IT [HURTS]!!!!!!!!"

He wails, his shrill, screeching voice could be heard from across the map.

How amusing, the "great" Noli, was reduced to this!

He was never going to forget this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Oh . Fuck .]

> [ Oh Stars what did he do- ]

> [ Fear of a different kind grips his stomach. He freezes for what feels like an agonizingly long time, his head going quiet for a rare moment. Or, maybe it was just so loud he couldn't tell anymore. ]

Sorry i- Dont- Wait don't try to- you'll bleed more just- I can-

> [ He can't finish a single thought , and he's still out of breath. Reaching across his body to the bag at his side , he rummages around to grab some of the medical supplies he had found earlier. This is . He didn't , want this . ]

I'm , stars above I'm so sorry I Really- , I didn't ,

[the-noli-show]

"...JUST [SAVE] IT."

Noli, now, pathetically on his knees, stares, assuming there was some other weapon in the survivor's bag.

To his surprise, he didn't take out more weapons, instead, medical supplies Noli had only seen survivors use.

Was the green-bean going to bandage him up!? Nononono, he would rather die!

"THIS IS A PLACE WHERE [IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED]!!!"

"YET YOU'RE PRACTICALLY [ASKING] TO [BE KILLED] EVERY TIME!!!"

"[WHY]???"

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Bandages are held tightly in his hand, trembling from the adrenaline. Awful , awful , he's awful , for doing something like this . He shakes the thoughts , there will be time to berate himself later. He starts going over the list he's internalized. ]

> [ Elevate if you can , at or above the heart- d. do they have ? ok wait no don't overthink this. Pressure , apply bandages , if they bleed through add more, don't re-wrap immediately, right now he just has to stop the bleeding- All the while, he mutters these steps to himself, reinforcing them even further. ]

> [ his head is . Buzzing . ]

It- I- W,What ??

I'm . I'm not ,I just- want to help , I have to , I ,

> [ Is he breathing ? is he crying ? stars, he can't tell anymore !! Doesn't matter, he needs to help- ]

[the-noli-show]

…Noli isn’t sure what to make of this.

What is the survivor doing…!?

They’re all contradictory! Injuring him, apologizing, now bandaging him up and… crying?

Not that Noli cares but- he doesn’t really know what’s happening any more.

Noli can tell he’s done this multiple times.

How frustrating, he needs to care for himself, be more selfish, or chasing and killing him wouldn’t be fun!

Or at least… that’s what he tells himself.

“[GREEN-BEAN]- APOLLO. STOP-! JUST… STOP!!!”

”I DON’T NEED NOR WANT YOUR [HELP]!”

”NOR YOUR [PITY]!

”NOR THOSE STUPID [BANDAGES] OF YOURS!”

Noli demands, the void star flickering in his hand as a threat.

Looks like he didn’t forget his name!

“YOU’RE NOT NICE, [APOLLO]!!!!”

”YOU’RE SELF-SACRIFICING TOO MUCH, [DESTROYING] YOURSELF IN THE [PROCESS]!!!”

”BE SELFISH. [APOLLO].”

”LIKE YOU DID WHEN YOUR [BLADE] MET MY [CANCEROUS FLESH].”

He tries scooting backwards, away, his arm collapsing backwards.

He bitterly laughs and darkly smiles.

“I’D PREFER IF YOU LEAVE ME HERE TO [ROT].”

”CARE FOR YOURSELF INSTEAD.”

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He freezes for a moment , breath caught in his throat. Every movement the other makes has him wincing. He knows that hurts. At, sort of a loss for how to proceed he sort of just , holds out the remainder of the bandages he had been using. ]

Careful- careful you, you don't want to make it worse-

> [ He , doesn't move any closer at the other's retreat. He's , still scared , but making this right matters far more than another Death or Scar to add to the tally. ]

, ,, you can't , really want that. , I i promise I really , I didn't mean to, to hurt you like that-

> [ The way he talks about the idea of causing harm to another, as if it were the worst thing in this world and those beyond, because to him it is. ]

I. didn't , want to ,

[the-noli-show]

He doesn’t react, doesn’t attack. Not any more.

The void star fades out of view, like he’s finally just… accepted this humiliating fate.

He’ll let himself be vulnerable and weak—just this once—and any round after this, he’ll make sure this will never happen again.

But there was just one thing he doesn’t get.

What side was Apollo really on?

He huffs. He doesn’t care to know, does he?

“I CAN’T [STOP] YOU THEN.”

He says, begrudgingly.

“…I [DESPISE] YOU.”

”I [ASSURE] YOU. [WE’LL MEET AGAIN], AND I WILL KILL YOU.”

Keep telling yourself that.

His threats are empty now, and he knows that.

He just can’t wait for the round to end.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Silence hangs in the air for a moment after that declaration. His expression reveals little more than exhaustion. ]

, ,, I know .

> [ He pointedly avoids looking the other in the eyes, instead choosing to focus on the injury. As the bleeding slows , he lets out a breath he didn't remember holding. ]

> [ He continues with the wound care , just a little while longer , the blade is discarded to the side, and the bandages applied are neat with very minimal spotting through . Both his hands are shaking, He didn't know the metal limb could also tremble like that . ]

d. , does that feel , any better ?

[wires-for-veins]

Noli rushes towards the survivor, but like always, hits the wall accidentally, even while the survivor he was aiming at, wasn’t even moving.

He’s trying to find easy pickings, something to increase his time on the timer.

“THESE [HITBOXES]!!!!?????”

He can’t blame his “hitbox” when he’s driving like a drunk driver.

“OHOHOH! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU AROUND!!!!!!”

“I’M [THE ONE AND ONLY] NOLI!!!!!!!”

“AND I WANT AN ENJOYABLE CHASE, SOME [GOOD ENTERTAINMENT]!!!!!!!!”

-> @the-noli-show

> [ Stars above- he just about had a heart attack by that sudden appearance. Stumbling out of the way, he clutches the healing supplies he managed to get a hold of like his life depends on it. ]

> [ It takes him a second to process what exactly was happening. Right , okay , he can work with this , he guesses ? as long as , no one else was getting hurt. ]

> [ Still holding the supplies with his good arm, he can't really reliably hold his sword at the moment, so he takes the route he's most familiar with, only stumbling a bit as he starts his retreat to an area he's pretty sure nobody else was occupying. Anything to keep everyone safe ! ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli’s right on his tail, the tendrils of the void star barely missing.

If he were any slower, he would have been hit.

“SOOOO! WHAT’S THE NAME OF THIS SQUISHY LIL’ [GREEN-BEAN] I’VE JUST MET?????”

He asks, expectantly, as if he was getting to know a friend rather than chasing him and trying to kill him right now.

But both of them know better, he’s just here to spill blood.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He yelps as the attack gets a bit too close for comfort, taking care not to lose his footing. Being chased and taunted like this brings memories to the surface he , frankly thought he dealt with already. The metal limb sits heavy in its socket, adding a physical reminder like some cruel joke. ]

> [ Some deep-seated part of himself chastises his choice for silence. Sure , his life's at stake , but isn't it always? is that really an excuse to be unkind? ]

> [ His breath is starting to shallow, so he tries to take a couple of odd turns in an attempt to gain distance, all the while trying to shove the medical supplies into the bag at his side, hoping to be able to free his hands in time to be able to arm himself. ]

,?? I?? w? what did you call me ???

> [ DUMB !! DUMB !! YOU'RE WASTING YOUR BREATH!!! ]

[the-noli-show]

“YOUR ARM’S ALL [FUNNY-LOOKING]!!!!”

”SEEMS A BIT TOO [HEAVY]!”

He’s intending to tear it off.

How insensitive can he be!?

Noli’s speed is mostly consistent, but he is too excited, following his every step instead of taking an optimal path, letting the survivor have a chance to run slower and preserve stamina.

“YOU [HEARD] ME ALRIGHT!!!”

”SQUISHY! LIL’! [GREEN!-BEAN!]!!!! THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!!!!!”

Here comes the void star he hurls.

He’s not giving up on the chase. He doesn’t usually, especially if there’s some new, interesting survivor that he hasn’t seen before.

He calls it, “hidden lore to discover”.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He winces internally at the first comment , angling his body to try and protect the metal limb , which, if he had time to stop and think , he'd realize is silly. If anything, he should probably protect his actual Flesh And Blood arm. it'd suck to lose both. ]

> [ Stars above- how can they keep up so easily while talking ?? . Name , they asked for a name , that , feels unwise to share, but rude not to? ]

> [ This really should not be that complicated. ]

? ?? I'm ?? a person ?? , uh , Apollo , uhm- oh Hah !

> [ Freeing up his other arm, he feels a little bit more sure of himself. He's able to unsheathe the blade from the gifted guard at his side, the Ghostwalker technically sort of glows , but not in any way that would help with visibility. At least he can , save himself a couple hits ? ]

> [ There's not really time to celebrate or catch his breath, he's slowing down and reacts just a half second too late to the incoming projectile. Ow. ]

[the-noli-show]

"HOOHOO!!! THE [HITBOXES] ARE ON [MY SIDE]!!!!!"

Not many people actually answer his questions, which are usually just meant for a false sense of security that never existed.

Noli scoffs. Apollo's too polite for this realm. Or was he just playing along? In spite of that, he still enjoyed the conversation that he doesn't usually get. It was just amusing to him.

"[APOLLO]??? LIKE THE [GREEK GOD]??? I LOVE [GREEK MYTHOLOGY]!!!!!! OR PERHAPS THE [SPACE PROGRAM]???? JUST KIDDING!!!"

He also just... doesn't care about the survivor's name that he'll probably forget soon. He's going to call people by the nicknames he comes up with, no matter who he's talking to.

His eyes narrow, seeing the unsheathed sword in Apollo's hand. The Ghostwalker? In the hands of what seemed to be an average survivor? He may have underestimated what he had seen as easy-pickings.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He doesn't bother pausing to check the severity of the injury , that's a future him problem, or Won't be a problem soon, depending on how this goes. ]

? d? Do you always ? talk this much ? how are y,you not ,? out of breath ,?

> [ Speaking of , he's starting to reach the end of his rope here in terms of stamina. He turns to face his assailant, assuming the defense stance he's been taught. He just needs to buy everyone time. ]

[the-noli-show]

"YEP! [I DO LOVE TO YAP!]"

He is tired, too. He's appearing not to be, just to make him panic. He has abysmal stamina management.

Under that mask of his, he's panting, regretting his choice for playing so aggressively.

Noli nearly collides with the survivor's blade, which could have been really bad for him, stopping just in time and trying to stab Apollo with his shadow tendril.

It hits the blade with a clang, as the survivor parries his attacks.

"OWIE!"

He shakes his hand, wiggling it. It's regenerating a lot slower.

He's not too injured, but it does hurt him. It's one of the SFOTH swords, after all.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He gasps at the impact, shutting his eyes and turning away, having expected it to connect with his actual self. ]

> [ When it doesn't, and the other reacts instead, his reaction is near instant. The blade is lowered and his expression is , one of concern . He didn't mean to- he didn't think- ]

Shoot- stars are you okay ,? sorry i- ah ,

> [ Stupid . Stupid . Hes been told over and over how foolish this is . But it's his Job to help when people are Hurt. even more so if it's His Fault. ]

[the-noli-show]

It confuses Noli, like, really confused, to the point where he's mentally stunned for around half a second. He didn't even say anything back.

He was completely vulnerable and stunned all while the survivor just stood there, apologizing to him, a killer, out of all people! What a strange, almost frustratingly soft survivor he was.

"..."

Then, it hits him! It must be mockery! Mockery from an inferior survivor!? It hurts his ego, and fills him with a sense of anger. He's not letting him escape.

Without warning, he goes for the survivor's face, playing way too aggressively once again, an easy-to-dodge attack that once avoided or parried, will only frustrate him more, a feeling he doesn't usually feel. He was not in the right mind for this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ His concern only grows with the lack of response. In fact, he's moments away from reaching out when the killer lunges forward. He acts quicker than he thought he would , narrowly avoiding the attack, minus a few loose leaves. ]

sorry - sorry, I'll , uh , try not to ,,

> [ He keeps the blade in a defensive position , though makes a concentrated effort to just Avoid rather than Block. ]

> [ Though he's , still having to make an effort to catch his breath , so his options are a bit limited. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops himself from spewing out a storm of swears. It's not good for the audience, and even he knew, this is way too out of character for him. Ugh! Who cares!?

He is enraged. The longer this... squishy little green bean continues to "pwn" him, the worse he gets, both mentally and physically.

He's getting desperate. He can't get close with his tendril stab nor his void rush, or he might hit the blade head on. Plus, the survivor just dodging all of his attacks. His only viable ability is his void star, which he hurls at him, angrily and violently.

"STOP PLAYING SO [DEFENSIVELY] AND [ATTACK] ME!!! IT'S SOOOOO [BORING]!!!!!"

He's unable to hide the dripping hatred laced in his words right now with his half-playful remarks.

Both are low on their stamina, and he'll lose the round if he doesn't go for someone else. Unfortunately, he's too reckless to think properly.

"GUH! [FORGET] IT!!!!"

He's using void-rush, winding up, and charging towards Apollo now.

[wires-for-veins]

wh , what is ? with you guys ? why- why do you want me to-

> [ This is, not the first time he's had an interaction turn like this. It makes his head spin, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He won't. it's not-]

> [ It feels like there's less than a second to react, having to pull himself out of his own mind in time to avoid injury. Instinct brings the blade back up to protect himself, rather than attempting to dash out of the way . His stomach sinks. ]

[the-noli-show]

"THE GREAT NOLI CAN'T, WON'T [SUFFER DEFEAT] FROM A SQUISHY-!?"

His body meets the sharp blade, slicing through his whole arm and a bit of his chest and torso.

Can't say he didn't expect this to happen, but he's still surprised.

Dark purple ichor drips from his arm as he recklessly attempts to pull his arm out. Very, very bad idea. He's hasn't bled ever since he acquired the void star, but literally anyone with any common sense would know what NOT to do.

"...!"

It takes him a while to register the pain in his arm.

"GGGAHHHH! IT [HURTS]!!!!!!!!"

He wails, his shrill, screeching voice could be heard from across the map.

How amusing, the "great" Noli, was reduced to this!

He was never going to forget this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Oh . Fuck .]

> [ Oh Stars what did he do- ]

> [ Fear of a different kind grips his stomach. He freezes for what feels like an agonizingly long time, his head going quiet for a rare moment. Or, maybe it was just so loud he couldn't tell anymore. ]

Sorry i- Dont- Wait don't try to- you'll bleed more just- I can-

> [ He can't finish a single thought , and he's still out of breath. Reaching across his body to the bag at his side , he rummages around to grab some of the medical supplies he had found earlier. This is . He didn't , want this . ]

I'm , stars above I'm so sorry I Really- , I didn't ,

[the-noli-show]

"...JUST [SAVE] IT."

Noli, now, pathetically on his knees, stares, assuming there was some other weapon in the survivor's bag.

To his surprise, he didn't take out more weapons, instead, medical supplies Noli had only seen survivors use.

Was the green-bean going to bandage him up!? Nononono, he would rather die!

"THIS IS A PLACE WHERE [IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED]!!!"

"YET YOU'RE PRACTICALLY [ASKING] TO [BE KILLED] EVERY TIME!!!"

"[WHY]???"

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Bandages are held tightly in his hand, trembling from the adrenaline. Awful , awful , he's awful , for doing something like this . He shakes the thoughts , there will be time to berate himself later. He starts going over the list he's internalized. ]

> [ Elevate if you can , at or above the heart- d. do they have ? ok wait no don't overthink this. Pressure , apply bandages , if they bleed through add more, don't re-wrap immediately, right now he just has to stop the bleeding- All the while, he mutters these steps to himself, reinforcing them even further. ]

> [ his head is . Buzzing . ]

It- I- W,What ??

I'm . I'm not ,I just- want to help , I have to , I ,

> [ Is he breathing ? is he crying ? stars, he can't tell anymore !! Doesn't matter, he needs to help- ]

[the-noli-show]

…Noli isn’t sure what to make of this.

What is the survivor doing…!?

They’re all contradictory! Injuring him, apologizing, now bandaging him up and… crying?

Not that Noli cares but- he doesn’t really know what’s happening any more.

Noli can tell he’s done this multiple times.

How frustrating, he needs to care for himself, be more selfish, or chasing and killing him wouldn’t be fun!

Or at least… that’s what he tells himself.

“[GREEN-BEAN]- APOLLO. STOP-! JUST… STOP!!!”

”I DON’T NEED NOR WANT YOUR [HELP]!”

”NOR YOUR [PITY]!

”NOR THOSE STUPID [BANDAGES] OF YOURS!”

Noli demands, the void star flickering in his hand as a threat.

Looks like he didn’t forget his name!

“YOU’RE NOT NICE, [APOLLO]!!!!”

”YOU’RE SELF-SACRIFICING TOO MUCH, [DESTROYING] YOURSELF IN THE [PROCESS]!!!”

”BE SELFISH. [APOLLO].”

”LIKE YOU DID WHEN YOUR [BLADE] MET MY [CANCEROUS FLESH].”

He tries scooting backwards, away, his arm collapsing backwards.

He bitterly laughs and darkly smiles.

“I’D PREFER IF YOU LEAVE ME HERE TO [ROT].”

”CARE FOR YOURSELF INSTEAD.”

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He freezes for a moment , breath caught in his throat. Every movement the other makes has him wincing. He knows that hurts. At, sort of a loss for how to proceed he sort of just , holds out the remainder of the bandages he had been using. ]

Careful- careful you, you don't want to make it worse-

> [ He , doesn't move any closer at the other's retreat. He's , still scared , but making this right matters far more than another Death or Scar to add to the tally. ]

, ,, you can't , really want that. , I i promise I really , I didn't mean to, to hurt you like that-

> [ The way he talks about the idea of causing harm to another, as if it were the worst thing in this world and those beyond, because to him it is. ]

I. didn't , want to ,

[wires-for-veins]

Noli rushes towards the survivor, but like always, hits the wall accidentally, even while the survivor he was aiming at, wasn’t even moving.

He’s trying to find easy pickings, something to increase his time on the timer.

“THESE [HITBOXES]!!!!?????”

He can’t blame his “hitbox” when he’s driving like a drunk driver.

“OHOHOH! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU AROUND!!!!!!”

“I’M [THE ONE AND ONLY] NOLI!!!!!!!”

“AND I WANT AN ENJOYABLE CHASE, SOME [GOOD ENTERTAINMENT]!!!!!!!!”

-> @the-noli-show

> [ Stars above- he just about had a heart attack by that sudden appearance. Stumbling out of the way, he clutches the healing supplies he managed to get a hold of like his life depends on it. ]

> [ It takes him a second to process what exactly was happening. Right , okay , he can work with this , he guesses ? as long as , no one else was getting hurt. ]

> [ Still holding the supplies with his good arm, he can't really reliably hold his sword at the moment, so he takes the route he's most familiar with, only stumbling a bit as he starts his retreat to an area he's pretty sure nobody else was occupying. Anything to keep everyone safe ! ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli’s right on his tail, the tendrils of the void star barely missing.

If he were any slower, he would have been hit.

“SOOOO! WHAT’S THE NAME OF THIS SQUISHY LIL’ [GREEN-BEAN] I’VE JUST MET?????”

He asks, expectantly, as if he was getting to know a friend rather than chasing him and trying to kill him right now.

But both of them know better, he’s just here to spill blood.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He yelps as the attack gets a bit too close for comfort, taking care not to lose his footing. Being chased and taunted like this brings memories to the surface he , frankly thought he dealt with already. The metal limb sits heavy in its socket, adding a physical reminder like some cruel joke. ]

> [ Some deep-seated part of himself chastises his choice for silence. Sure , his life's at stake , but isn't it always? is that really an excuse to be unkind? ]

> [ His breath is starting to shallow, so he tries to take a couple of odd turns in an attempt to gain distance, all the while trying to shove the medical supplies into the bag at his side, hoping to be able to free his hands in time to be able to arm himself. ]

,?? I?? w? what did you call me ???

> [ DUMB !! DUMB !! YOU'RE WASTING YOUR BREATH!!! ]

[the-noli-show]

“YOUR ARM’S ALL [FUNNY-LOOKING]!!!!”

”SEEMS A BIT TOO [HEAVY]!”

He’s intending to tear it off.

How insensitive can he be!?

Noli’s speed is mostly consistent, but he is too excited, following his every step instead of taking an optimal path, letting the survivor have a chance to run slower and preserve stamina.

“YOU [HEARD] ME ALRIGHT!!!”

”SQUISHY! LIL’! [GREEN!-BEAN!]!!!! THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!!!!!”

Here comes the void star he hurls.

He’s not giving up on the chase. He doesn’t usually, especially if there’s some new, interesting survivor that he hasn’t seen before.

He calls it, “hidden lore to discover”.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He winces internally at the first comment , angling his body to try and protect the metal limb , which, if he had time to stop and think , he'd realize is silly. If anything, he should probably protect his actual Flesh And Blood arm. it'd suck to lose both. ]

> [ Stars above- how can they keep up so easily while talking ?? . Name , they asked for a name , that , feels unwise to share, but rude not to? ]

> [ This really should not be that complicated. ]

? ?? I'm ?? a person ?? , uh , Apollo , uhm- oh Hah !

> [ Freeing up his other arm, he feels a little bit more sure of himself. He's able to unsheathe the blade from the gifted guard at his side, the Ghostwalker technically sort of glows , but not in any way that would help with visibility. At least he can , save himself a couple hits ? ]

> [ There's not really time to celebrate or catch his breath, he's slowing down and reacts just a half second too late to the incoming projectile. Ow. ]

[the-noli-show]

"HOOHOO!!! THE [HITBOXES] ARE ON [MY SIDE]!!!!!"

Not many people actually answer his questions, which are usually just meant for a false sense of security that never existed.

Noli scoffs. Apollo's too polite for this realm. Or was he just playing along? In spite of that, he still enjoyed the conversation that he doesn't usually get. It was just amusing to him.

"[APOLLO]??? LIKE THE [GREEK GOD]??? I LOVE [GREEK MYTHOLOGY]!!!!!! OR PERHAPS THE [SPACE PROGRAM]???? JUST KIDDING!!!"

He also just... doesn't care about the survivor's name that he'll probably forget soon. He's going to call people by the nicknames he comes up with, no matter who he's talking to.

His eyes narrow, seeing the unsheathed sword in Apollo's hand. The Ghostwalker? In the hands of what seemed to be an average survivor? He may have underestimated what he had seen as easy-pickings.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He doesn't bother pausing to check the severity of the injury , that's a future him problem, or Won't be a problem soon, depending on how this goes. ]

? d? Do you always ? talk this much ? how are y,you not ,? out of breath ,?

> [ Speaking of , he's starting to reach the end of his rope here in terms of stamina. He turns to face his assailant, assuming the defense stance he's been taught. He just needs to buy everyone time. ]

[the-noli-show]

"YEP! [I DO LOVE TO YAP!]"

He is tired, too. He's appearing not to be, just to make him panic. He has abysmal stamina management.

Under that mask of his, he's panting, regretting his choice for playing so aggressively.

Noli nearly collides with the survivor's blade, which could have been really bad for him, stopping just in time and trying to stab Apollo with his shadow tendril.

It hits the blade with a clang, as the survivor parries his attacks.

"OWIE!"

He shakes his hand, wiggling it. It's regenerating a lot slower.

He's not too injured, but it does hurt him. It's one of the SFOTH swords, after all.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He gasps at the impact, shutting his eyes and turning away, having expected it to connect with his actual self. ]

> [ When it doesn't, and the other reacts instead, his reaction is near instant. The blade is lowered and his expression is , one of concern . He didn't mean to- he didn't think- ]

Shoot- stars are you okay ,? sorry i- ah ,

> [ Stupid . Stupid . Hes been told over and over how foolish this is . But it's his Job to help when people are Hurt. even more so if it's His Fault. ]

[the-noli-show]

It confuses Noli, like, really confused, to the point where he's mentally stunned for around half a second. He didn't even say anything back.

He was completely vulnerable and stunned all while the survivor just stood there, apologizing to him, a killer, out of all people! What a strange, almost frustratingly soft survivor he was.

"..."

Then, it hits him! It must be mockery! Mockery from an inferior survivor!? It hurts his ego, and fills him with a sense of anger. He's not letting him escape.

Without warning, he goes for the survivor's face, playing way too aggressively once again, an easy-to-dodge attack that once avoided or parried, will only frustrate him more, a feeling he doesn't usually feel. He was not in the right mind for this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ His concern only grows with the lack of response. In fact, he's moments away from reaching out when the killer lunges forward. He acts quicker than he thought he would , narrowly avoiding the attack, minus a few loose leaves. ]

sorry - sorry, I'll , uh , try not to ,,

> [ He keeps the blade in a defensive position , though makes a concentrated effort to just Avoid rather than Block. ]

> [ Though he's , still having to make an effort to catch his breath , so his options are a bit limited. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops himself from spewing out a storm of swears. It's not good for the audience, and even he knew, this is way too out of character for him. Ugh! Who cares!?

He is enraged. The longer this... squishy little green bean continues to "pwn" him, the worse he gets, both mentally and physically.

He's getting desperate. He can't get close with his tendril stab nor his void rush, or he might hit the blade head on. Plus, the survivor just dodging all of his attacks. His only viable ability is his void star, which he hurls at him, angrily and violently.

"STOP PLAYING SO [DEFENSIVELY] AND [ATTACK] ME!!! IT'S SOOOOO [BORING]!!!!!"

He's unable to hide the dripping hatred laced in his words right now with his half-playful remarks.

Both are low on their stamina, and he'll lose the round if he doesn't go for someone else. Unfortunately, he's too reckless to think properly.

"GUH! [FORGET] IT!!!!"

He's using void-rush, winding up, and charging towards Apollo now.

[wires-for-veins]

wh , what is ? with you guys ? why- why do you want me to-

> [ This is, not the first time he's had an interaction turn like this. It makes his head spin, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He won't. it's not-]

> [ It feels like there's less than a second to react, having to pull himself out of his own mind in time to avoid injury. Instinct brings the blade back up to protect himself, rather than attempting to dash out of the way . His stomach sinks. ]

[the-noli-show]

"THE GREAT NOLI CAN'T, WON'T [SUFFER DEFEAT] FROM A SQUISHY-!?"

His body meets the sharp blade, slicing through his whole arm and a bit of his chest and torso.

Can't say he didn't expect this to happen, but he's still surprised.

Dark purple ichor drips from his arm as he recklessly attempts to pull his arm out. Very, very bad idea. He's hasn't bled ever since he acquired the void star, but literally anyone with any common sense would know what NOT to do.

"...!"

It takes him a while to register the pain in his arm.

"GGGAHHHH! IT [HURTS]!!!!!!!!"

He wails, his shrill, screeching voice could be heard from across the map.

How amusing, the "great" Noli, was reduced to this!

He was never going to forget this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Oh . Fuck .]

> [ Oh Stars what did he do- ]

> [ Fear of a different kind grips his stomach. He freezes for what feels like an agonizingly long time, his head going quiet for a rare moment. Or, maybe it was just so loud he couldn't tell anymore. ]

Sorry i- Dont- Wait don't try to- you'll bleed more just- I can-

> [ He can't finish a single thought , and he's still out of breath. Reaching across his body to the bag at his side , he rummages around to grab some of the medical supplies he had found earlier. This is . He didn't , want this . ]

I'm , stars above I'm so sorry I Really- , I didn't ,

[the-noli-show]

"...JUST [SAVE] IT."

Noli, now, pathetically on his knees, stares, assuming there was some other weapon in the survivor's bag.

To his surprise, he didn't take out more weapons, instead, medical supplies Noli had only seen survivors use.

Was the green-bean going to bandage him up!? Nononono, he would rather die!

"THIS IS A PLACE WHERE [IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED]!!!"

"YET YOU'RE PRACTICALLY [ASKING] TO [BE KILLED] EVERY TIME!!!"

"[WHY]???"

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Bandages are held tightly in his hand, trembling from the adrenaline. Awful , awful , he's awful , for doing something like this . He shakes the thoughts , there will be time to berate himself later. He starts going over the list he's internalized. ]

> [ Elevate if you can , at or above the heart- d. do they have ? ok wait no don't overthink this. Pressure , apply bandages , if they bleed through add more, don't re-wrap immediately, right now he just has to stop the bleeding- All the while, he mutters these steps to himself, reinforcing them even further. ]

> [ his head is . Buzzing . ]

It- I- W,What ??

I'm . I'm not ,I just- want to help , I have to , I ,

> [ Is he breathing ? is he crying ? stars, he can't tell anymore !! Doesn't matter, he needs to help- ]

[wires-for-veins]

; hi lalal

Hello, Apollo ! How are you doing today?

I keep getting mentions of you, and believed it to be a good time to visit.

; 🪽 . @castdivinity

> [ Vines go taut, and a rustling of foliage is the only sound that comes from him as he's startled by the sudden presence. It's little more than reflex, and when his gaze falls on the speaking figure, even the blossoms dotting his vines seem to relax. ]

> [ . . . do people talk about him? think about him? weird. Oh, focus, come on- ]

!!, ! Ah ! uhm!! hello , ?

I'm, alright !! aalways am, . I'm. I'm definitely doing much , better around my family! Camp's , getting full, so I'm staying with Dad ,

> [ Some things just don't change. At least he catches himself before rambling on too much farther. ]

, ,,How , are you ??! I . um . m?mentions ?

[castdivinity]

That's always lovely to hear.

I'm doing fine. Granted, things could be smoother. As for mentions- nothing negative, of course.

If my memory serves me correct, you like plants, yes? Do you know of any that you'd deem fit for me? I'm curious.

[wires-for-veins]

,,!! oh !! oh yes I do!! ah , hmm,,

I don't , know a , whole lot , about you yet ? , ,, But , the first thing that comes to mind is , Cherry trees. not- not just the blossoms , but the actual tree itself .

they , uh! they're often symbols of education ,? They're tall , and always seem to be reaching out . if, you see the branches ? it's like , they're trying to hold the sky for themselves.

, ,ah , but if . if they bloom white then , they're a symbol of deception ,

> [ Very cool from a plant perspective! ... a little less so when you're trying to use it to describe someone. ]

[castdivinity]

I'll take it. I believe they look lovely, any way they bloom... deceptive or not.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ The vines itch beneath his skin . At least he , did something good ? He feels , small, under their gaze. ]

,, what have , you been up to ? I don't ! see you around a whole lot!! it can , get kinda lonely here, especially if you're just stuck with, your thoughts .

[castdivinity]

; It pauses, taking a moment to properly gather Its thoughts.

Nothing of major importance. especially nothing that I believe would be beneficial to your knowledge.

I can assure you, I'm not lonely in any sense of the word. I will say, though, that it has been a while since I've paid a visit.

Has anything new came up for you? Anything of significance?

[wires-for-veins]

> [ That's , certainly An Answer, if not a bit oddly worded. He tries not to dwell on it too much. His guard seems to drop a bit , as he starts to mindlessly fidget, and shift his weight from foot to foot as he stands. ]

,, uh ,.hm,, I'm , learning how to , use a sword,! Pa,- Ettore , is helping a whole lot . Mostly , defense, which has been nice ,

They're , really worrying me though. Ettore- , and Dad. Something's , wrong, I feel like, and they won't . Talk to me about it .

> [ Wow . okay . That's maybe too honest. Dial it back a few. He shrinks inward on himself. ]

Sorry , didn't , think I was still that hung up on it .

[castdivinity]

; Oh ! That. Almost forgot.

I can assure you they're doing fine, and if not, they will be fine. Everything takes time, especially here,

; They gestured around them, before folding Its hands back together.

You'd know well, I'd assume.

Give it time. They'll get better . I'd know.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ That , should help soothe his worries , but... ]

> [ It feels like an itch he can't scratch. He hates not knowing what's happening , how to help . ]

, ,, do , You know ,? whats happening to them ? I'm , I'm so lost and I just , .

> [ They're scaring him. He doesn't want to admit it , and he swallows the thought as quick as it surfaces. No , they're family. He must , just be panicking over not being able to help. that's probably it. ]

I just , want to help .

[wires-for-veins]

; hi lalal

Hello, Apollo ! How are you doing today?

I keep getting mentions of you, and believed it to be a good time to visit.

; 🪽 . @castdivinity

> [ Vines go taut, and a rustling of foliage is the only sound that comes from him as he's startled by the sudden presence. It's little more than reflex, and when his gaze falls on the speaking figure, even the blossoms dotting his vines seem to relax. ]

> [ . . . do people talk about him? think about him? weird. Oh, focus, come on- ]

!!, ! Ah ! uhm!! hello , ?

I'm, alright !! aalways am, . I'm. I'm definitely doing much , better around my family! Camp's , getting full, so I'm staying with Dad ,

> [ Some things just don't change. At least he catches himself before rambling on too much farther. ]

, ,,How , are you ??! I . um . m?mentions ?

[castdivinity]

That's always lovely to hear.

I'm doing fine. Granted, things could be smoother. As for mentions- nothing negative, of course.

If my memory serves me correct, you like plants, yes? Do you know of any that you'd deem fit for me? I'm curious.

[wires-for-veins]

,,!! oh !! oh yes I do!! ah , hmm,,

I don't , know a , whole lot , about you yet ? , ,, But , the first thing that comes to mind is , Cherry trees. not- not just the blossoms , but the actual tree itself .

they , uh! they're often symbols of education ,? They're tall , and always seem to be reaching out . if, you see the branches ? it's like , they're trying to hold the sky for themselves.

, ,ah , but if . if they bloom white then , they're a symbol of deception ,

> [ Very cool from a plant perspective! ... a little less so when you're trying to use it to describe someone. ]

[castdivinity]

I'll take it. I believe they look lovely, any way they bloom... deceptive or not.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ The vines itch beneath his skin . At least he , did something good ? He feels , small, under their gaze. ]

,, what have , you been up to ? I don't ! see you around a whole lot!! it can , get kinda lonely here, especially if you're just stuck with, your thoughts .

[castdivinity]

; It pauses, taking a moment to properly gather Its thoughts.

Nothing of major importance. especially nothing that I believe would be beneficial to your knowledge.

I can assure you, I'm not lonely in any sense of the word. I will say, though, that it has been a while since I've paid a visit.

Has anything new came up for you? Anything of significance?

[wires-for-veins]

> [ That's , certainly An Answer, if not a bit oddly worded. He tries not to dwell on it too much. His guard seems to drop a bit , as he starts to mindlessly fidget, and shift his weight from foot to foot as he stands. ]

,, uh ,.hm,, I'm , learning how to , use a sword,! Pa,- Ettore , is helping a whole lot . Mostly , defense, which has been nice ,

They're , really worrying me though. Ettore- , and Dad. Something's , wrong, I feel like, and they won't . Talk to me about it .

> [ Wow . okay . That's maybe too honest. Dial it back a few. He shrinks inward on himself. ]

Sorry , didn't , think I was still that hung up on it .

[wires-for-veins]

Noli rushes towards the survivor, but like always, hits the wall accidentally, even while the survivor he was aiming at, wasn’t even moving.

He’s trying to find easy pickings, something to increase his time on the timer.

“THESE [HITBOXES]!!!!?????”

He can’t blame his “hitbox” when he’s driving like a drunk driver.

“OHOHOH! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU AROUND!!!!!!”

“I’M [THE ONE AND ONLY] NOLI!!!!!!!”

“AND I WANT AN ENJOYABLE CHASE, SOME [GOOD ENTERTAINMENT]!!!!!!!!”

-> @the-noli-show

> [ Stars above- he just about had a heart attack by that sudden appearance. Stumbling out of the way, he clutches the healing supplies he managed to get a hold of like his life depends on it. ]

> [ It takes him a second to process what exactly was happening. Right , okay , he can work with this , he guesses ? as long as , no one else was getting hurt. ]

> [ Still holding the supplies with his good arm, he can't really reliably hold his sword at the moment, so he takes the route he's most familiar with, only stumbling a bit as he starts his retreat to an area he's pretty sure nobody else was occupying. Anything to keep everyone safe ! ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli’s right on his tail, the tendrils of the void star barely missing.

If he were any slower, he would have been hit.

“SOOOO! WHAT’S THE NAME OF THIS SQUISHY LIL’ [GREEN-BEAN] I’VE JUST MET?????”

He asks, expectantly, as if he was getting to know a friend rather than chasing him and trying to kill him right now.

But both of them know better, he’s just here to spill blood.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He yelps as the attack gets a bit too close for comfort, taking care not to lose his footing. Being chased and taunted like this brings memories to the surface he , frankly thought he dealt with already. The metal limb sits heavy in its socket, adding a physical reminder like some cruel joke. ]

> [ Some deep-seated part of himself chastises his choice for silence. Sure , his life's at stake , but isn't it always? is that really an excuse to be unkind? ]

> [ His breath is starting to shallow, so he tries to take a couple of odd turns in an attempt to gain distance, all the while trying to shove the medical supplies into the bag at his side, hoping to be able to free his hands in time to be able to arm himself. ]

,?? I?? w? what did you call me ???

> [ DUMB !! DUMB !! YOU'RE WASTING YOUR BREATH!!! ]

[the-noli-show]

“YOUR ARM’S ALL [FUNNY-LOOKING]!!!!”

”SEEMS A BIT TOO [HEAVY]!”

He’s intending to tear it off.

How insensitive can he be!?

Noli’s speed is mostly consistent, but he is too excited, following his every step instead of taking an optimal path, letting the survivor have a chance to run slower and preserve stamina.

“YOU [HEARD] ME ALRIGHT!!!”

”SQUISHY! LIL’! [GREEN!-BEAN!]!!!! THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!!!!!”

Here comes the void star he hurls.

He’s not giving up on the chase. He doesn’t usually, especially if there’s some new, interesting survivor that he hasn’t seen before.

He calls it, “hidden lore to discover”.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He winces internally at the first comment , angling his body to try and protect the metal limb , which, if he had time to stop and think , he'd realize is silly. If anything, he should probably protect his actual Flesh And Blood arm. it'd suck to lose both. ]

> [ Stars above- how can they keep up so easily while talking ?? . Name , they asked for a name , that , feels unwise to share, but rude not to? ]

> [ This really should not be that complicated. ]

? ?? I'm ?? a person ?? , uh , Apollo , uhm- oh Hah !

> [ Freeing up his other arm, he feels a little bit more sure of himself. He's able to unsheathe the blade from the gifted guard at his side, the Ghostwalker technically sort of glows , but not in any way that would help with visibility. At least he can , save himself a couple hits ? ]

> [ There's not really time to celebrate or catch his breath, he's slowing down and reacts just a half second too late to the incoming projectile. Ow. ]

[the-noli-show]

"HOOHOO!!! THE [HITBOXES] ARE ON [MY SIDE]!!!!!"

Not many people actually answer his questions, which are usually just meant for a false sense of security that never existed.

Noli scoffs. Apollo's too polite for this realm. Or was he just playing along? In spite of that, he still enjoyed the conversation that he doesn't usually get. It was just amusing to him.

"[APOLLO]??? LIKE THE [GREEK GOD]??? I LOVE [GREEK MYTHOLOGY]!!!!!! OR PERHAPS THE [SPACE PROGRAM]???? JUST KIDDING!!!"

He also just... doesn't care about the survivor's name that he'll probably forget soon. He's going to call people by the nicknames he comes up with, no matter who he's talking to.

His eyes narrow, seeing the unsheathed sword in Apollo's hand. The Ghostwalker? In the hands of what seemed to be an average survivor? He may have underestimated what he had seen as easy-pickings.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He doesn't bother pausing to check the severity of the injury , that's a future him problem, or Won't be a problem soon, depending on how this goes. ]

? d? Do you always ? talk this much ? how are y,you not ,? out of breath ,?

> [ Speaking of , he's starting to reach the end of his rope here in terms of stamina. He turns to face his assailant, assuming the defense stance he's been taught. He just needs to buy everyone time. ]

[the-noli-show]

"YEP! [I DO LOVE TO YAP!]"

He is tired, too. He's appearing not to be, just to make him panic. He has abysmal stamina management.

Under that mask of his, he's panting, regretting his choice for playing so aggressively.

Noli nearly collides with the survivor's blade, which could have been really bad for him, stopping just in time and trying to stab Apollo with his shadow tendril.

It hits the blade with a clang, as the survivor parries his attacks.

"OWIE!"

He shakes his hand, wiggling it. It's regenerating a lot slower.

He's not too injured, but it does hurt him. It's one of the SFOTH swords, after all.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He gasps at the impact, shutting his eyes and turning away, having expected it to connect with his actual self. ]

> [ When it doesn't, and the other reacts instead, his reaction is near instant. The blade is lowered and his expression is , one of concern . He didn't mean to- he didn't think- ]

Shoot- stars are you okay ,? sorry i- ah ,

> [ Stupid . Stupid . Hes been told over and over how foolish this is . But it's his Job to help when people are Hurt. even more so if it's His Fault. ]

[the-noli-show]

It confuses Noli, like, really confused, to the point where he's mentally stunned for around half a second. He didn't even say anything back.

He was completely vulnerable and stunned all while the survivor just stood there, apologizing to him, a killer, out of all people! What a strange, almost frustratingly soft survivor he was.

"..."

Then, it hits him! It must be mockery! Mockery from an inferior survivor!? It hurts his ego, and fills him with a sense of anger. He's not letting him escape.

Without warning, he goes for the survivor's face, playing way too aggressively once again, an easy-to-dodge attack that once avoided or parried, will only frustrate him more, a feeling he doesn't usually feel. He was not in the right mind for this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ His concern only grows with the lack of response. In fact, he's moments away from reaching out when the killer lunges forward. He acts quicker than he thought he would , narrowly avoiding the attack, minus a few loose leaves. ]

sorry - sorry, I'll , uh , try not to ,,

> [ He keeps the blade in a defensive position , though makes a concentrated effort to just Avoid rather than Block. ]

> [ Though he's , still having to make an effort to catch his breath , so his options are a bit limited. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops himself from spewing out a storm of swears. It's not good for the audience, and even he knew, this is way too out of character for him. Ugh! Who cares!?

He is enraged. The longer this... squishy little green bean continues to "pwn" him, the worse he gets, both mentally and physically.

He's getting desperate. He can't get close with his tendril stab nor his void rush, or he might hit the blade head on. Plus, the survivor just dodging all of his attacks. His only viable ability is his void star, which he hurls at him, angrily and violently.

"STOP PLAYING SO [DEFENSIVELY] AND [ATTACK] ME!!! IT'S SOOOOO [BORING]!!!!!"

He's unable to hide the dripping hatred laced in his words right now with his half-playful remarks.

Both are low on their stamina, and he'll lose the round if he doesn't go for someone else. Unfortunately, he's too reckless to think properly.

"GUH! [FORGET] IT!!!!"

He's using void-rush, winding up, and charging towards Apollo now.

[wires-for-veins]

wh , what is ? with you guys ? why- why do you want me to-

> [ This is, not the first time he's had an interaction turn like this. It makes his head spin, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He won't. it's not-]

> [ It feels like there's less than a second to react, having to pull himself out of his own mind in time to avoid injury. Instinct brings the blade back up to protect himself, rather than attempting to dash out of the way . His stomach sinks. ]

[the-noli-show]

"THE GREAT NOLI CAN'T, WON'T [SUFFER DEFEAT] FROM A SQUISHY-!?"

His body meets the sharp blade, slicing through his whole arm and a bit of his chest and torso.

Can't say he didn't expect this to happen, but he's still surprised.

Dark purple ichor drips from his arm as he recklessly attempts to pull his arm out. Very, very bad idea. He's hasn't bled ever since he acquired the void star, but literally anyone with any common sense would know what NOT to do.

"...!"

It takes him a while to register the pain in his arm.

"GGGAHHHH! IT [HURTS]!!!!!!!!"

He wails, his shrill, screeching voice could be heard from across the map.

How amusing, the "great" Noli, was reduced to this!

He was never going to forget this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ Oh . Fuck .]

> [ Oh Stars what did he do- ]

> [ Fear of a different kind grips his stomach. He freezes for what feels like an agonizingly long time, his head going quiet for a rare moment. Or, maybe it was just so loud he couldn't tell anymore. ]

Sorry i- Dont- Wait don't try to- you'll bleed more just- I can-

> [ He can't finish a single thought , and he's still out of breath. Reaching across his body to the bag at his side , he rummages around to grab some of the medical supplies he had found earlier. This is . He didn't , want this . ]

I'm , stars above I'm so sorry I Really- , I didn't ,

[wires-for-veins]

Noli rushes towards the survivor, but like always, hits the wall accidentally, even while the survivor he was aiming at, wasn’t even moving.

He’s trying to find easy pickings, something to increase his time on the timer.

“THESE [HITBOXES]!!!!?????”

He can’t blame his “hitbox” when he’s driving like a drunk driver.

“OHOHOH! I HAVEN’T SEEN YOU AROUND!!!!!!”

“I’M [THE ONE AND ONLY] NOLI!!!!!!!”

“AND I WANT AN ENJOYABLE CHASE, SOME [GOOD ENTERTAINMENT]!!!!!!!!”

-> @the-noli-show

> [ Stars above- he just about had a heart attack by that sudden appearance. Stumbling out of the way, he clutches the healing supplies he managed to get a hold of like his life depends on it. ]

> [ It takes him a second to process what exactly was happening. Right , okay , he can work with this , he guesses ? as long as , no one else was getting hurt. ]

> [ Still holding the supplies with his good arm, he can't really reliably hold his sword at the moment, so he takes the route he's most familiar with, only stumbling a bit as he starts his retreat to an area he's pretty sure nobody else was occupying. Anything to keep everyone safe ! ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli’s right on his tail, the tendrils of the void star barely missing.

If he were any slower, he would have been hit.

“SOOOO! WHAT’S THE NAME OF THIS SQUISHY LIL’ [GREEN-BEAN] I’VE JUST MET?????”

He asks, expectantly, as if he was getting to know a friend rather than chasing him and trying to kill him right now.

But both of them know better, he’s just here to spill blood.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He yelps as the attack gets a bit too close for comfort, taking care not to lose his footing. Being chased and taunted like this brings memories to the surface he , frankly thought he dealt with already. The metal limb sits heavy in its socket, adding a physical reminder like some cruel joke. ]

> [ Some deep-seated part of himself chastises his choice for silence. Sure , his life's at stake , but isn't it always? is that really an excuse to be unkind? ]

> [ His breath is starting to shallow, so he tries to take a couple of odd turns in an attempt to gain distance, all the while trying to shove the medical supplies into the bag at his side, hoping to be able to free his hands in time to be able to arm himself. ]

,?? I?? w? what did you call me ???

> [ DUMB !! DUMB !! YOU'RE WASTING YOUR BREATH!!! ]

[the-noli-show]

“YOUR ARM’S ALL [FUNNY-LOOKING]!!!!”

”SEEMS A BIT TOO [HEAVY]!”

He’s intending to tear it off.

How insensitive can he be!?

Noli’s speed is mostly consistent, but he is too excited, following his every step instead of taking an optimal path, letting the survivor have a chance to run slower and preserve stamina.

“YOU [HEARD] ME ALRIGHT!!!”

”SQUISHY! LIL’! [GREEN!-BEAN!]!!!! THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!!!!!”

Here comes the void star he hurls.

He’s not giving up on the chase. He doesn’t usually, especially if there’s some new, interesting survivor that he hasn’t seen before.

He calls it, “hidden lore to discover”.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He winces internally at the first comment , angling his body to try and protect the metal limb , which, if he had time to stop and think , he'd realize is silly. If anything, he should probably protect his actual Flesh And Blood arm. it'd suck to lose both. ]

> [ Stars above- how can they keep up so easily while talking ?? . Name , they asked for a name , that , feels unwise to share, but rude not to? ]

> [ This really should not be that complicated. ]

? ?? I'm ?? a person ?? , uh , Apollo , uhm- oh Hah !

> [ Freeing up his other arm, he feels a little bit more sure of himself. He's able to unsheathe the blade from the gifted guard at his side, the Ghostwalker technically sort of glows , but not in any way that would help with visibility. At least he can , save himself a couple hits ? ]

> [ There's not really time to celebrate or catch his breath, he's slowing down and reacts just a half second too late to the incoming projectile. Ow. ]

[the-noli-show]

"HOOHOO!!! THE [HITBOXES] ARE ON [MY SIDE]!!!!!"

Not many people actually answer his questions, which are usually just meant for a false sense of security that never existed.

Noli scoffs. Apollo's too polite for this realm. Or was he just playing along? In spite of that, he still enjoyed the conversation that he doesn't usually get. It was just amusing to him.

"[APOLLO]??? LIKE THE [GREEK GOD]??? I LOVE [GREEK MYTHOLOGY]!!!!!! OR PERHAPS THE [SPACE PROGRAM]???? JUST KIDDING!!!"

He also just... doesn't care about the survivor's name that he'll probably forget soon. He's going to call people by the nicknames he comes up with, no matter who he's talking to.

His eyes narrow, seeing the unsheathed sword in Apollo's hand. The Ghostwalker? In the hands of what seemed to be an average survivor? He may have underestimated what he had seen as easy-pickings.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He doesn't bother pausing to check the severity of the injury , that's a future him problem, or Won't be a problem soon, depending on how this goes. ]

? d? Do you always ? talk this much ? how are y,you not ,? out of breath ,?

> [ Speaking of , he's starting to reach the end of his rope here in terms of stamina. He turns to face his assailant, assuming the defense stance he's been taught. He just needs to buy everyone time. ]

[the-noli-show]

"YEP! [I DO LOVE TO YAP!]"

He is tired, too. He's appearing not to be, just to make him panic. He has abysmal stamina management.

Under that mask of his, he's panting, regretting his choice for playing so aggressively.

Noli nearly collides with the survivor's blade, which could have been really bad for him, stopping just in time and trying to stab Apollo with his shadow tendril.

It hits the blade with a clang, as the survivor parries his attacks.

"OWIE!"

He shakes his hand, wiggling it. It's regenerating a lot slower.

He's not too injured, but it does hurt him. It's one of the SFOTH swords, after all.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ He gasps at the impact, shutting his eyes and turning away, having expected it to connect with his actual self. ]

> [ When it doesn't, and the other reacts instead, his reaction is near instant. The blade is lowered and his expression is , one of concern . He didn't mean to- he didn't think- ]

Shoot- stars are you okay ,? sorry i- ah ,

> [ Stupid . Stupid . Hes been told over and over how foolish this is . But it's his Job to help when people are Hurt. even more so if it's His Fault. ]

[the-noli-show]

It confuses Noli, like, really confused, to the point where he's mentally stunned for around half a second. He didn't even say anything back.

He was completely vulnerable and stunned all while the survivor just stood there, apologizing to him, a killer, out of all people! What a strange, almost frustratingly soft survivor he was.

"..."

Then, it hits him! It must be mockery! Mockery from an inferior survivor!? It hurts his ego, and fills him with a sense of anger. He's not letting him escape.

Without warning, he goes for the survivor's face, playing way too aggressively once again, an easy-to-dodge attack that once avoided or parried, will only frustrate him more, a feeling he doesn't usually feel. He was not in the right mind for this.

[wires-for-veins]

> [ His concern only grows with the lack of response. In fact, he's moments away from reaching out when the killer lunges forward. He acts quicker than he thought he would , narrowly avoiding the attack, minus a few loose leaves. ]

sorry - sorry, I'll , uh , try not to ,,

> [ He keeps the blade in a defensive position , though makes a concentrated effort to just Avoid rather than Block. ]

> [ Though he's , still having to make an effort to catch his breath , so his options are a bit limited. ]

[the-noli-show]

Noli stops himself from spewing out a storm of swears. It's not good for the audience, and even he knew, this is way too out of character for him. Ugh! Who cares!?

He is enraged. The longer this... squishy little green bean continues to "pwn" him, the worse he gets, both mentally and physically.

He's getting desperate. He can't get close with his tendril stab nor his void rush, or he might hit the blade head on. Plus, the survivor just dodging all of his attacks. His only viable ability is his void star, which he hurls at him, angrily and violently.

"STOP PLAYING SO [DEFENSIVELY] AND [ATTACK] ME!!! IT'S SOOOOO [BORING]!!!!!"

He's unable to hide the dripping hatred laced in his words right now with his half-playful remarks.

Both are low on their stamina, and he'll lose the round if he doesn't go for someone else. Unfortunately, he's too reckless to think properly.

"GUH! [FORGET] IT!!!!"

He's using void-rush, winding up, and charging towards Apollo now.

[wires-for-veins]

wh , what is ? with you guys ? why- why do you want me to-

> [ This is, not the first time he's had an interaction turn like this. It makes his head spin, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. He won't. it's not-]

> [ It feels like there's less than a second to react, having to pull himself out of his own mind in time to avoid injury. Instinct brings the blade back up to protect himself, rather than attempting to dash out of the way . His stomach sinks. ]