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@y0ur-c0py
[BLOG IS 16+]
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"DOPPEL" [he/it]
- Likes physical contact; expresses itself with affection [hugs, nuzzles].
- Extremely curious.
- Cannot make extensive physical contact with itself.
- 'Purrs' [vibrates] when content.
- Tall-ish [5'6"]; can change its physical appearance.
-–—— • ☯️ TAGS ☯️ • ——–-
#through the mirror - asks
#your copy - sinner interactions
#feeling dizzy - entity interactions
#regretosis - other Doppels
-–—— • ⚠️ "MATURE" STUFF [16+] ⚠️ • ——–-
Oooo neat! Maybe knowing where they are can help pinpoint the species! ◕▽◕
too dark to see now . will look tomorrow maybe .
Oo! Gardening ◕ˬ◕
May I ask what was being grown? Perhaps it's edible!
flowers . pretty flowers . doppel doesnt remember what they look like . . .
how much wood would a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck could chuck wood?
seven hundred pounds .
a friend-ship is a sacred floater, a kemo-thera-sebre putic bond twixt two 'n's, like cookies 'N' beans, frank 'N' cream, friends.. I've never supped from the meat cup of having even one chum, but my crony-less-ness is aboot to die of loneliness-ness, for today is the day i make my first real friend.
(it stared at you with a confused expression.)
. . . what .
must i repeat myself?
doppel doesnt understand .
how are you today?
doppel learned to water garden today !
(it sounded very proud of itself.)
a friend-ship is a sacred floater, a kemo-thera-sebre putic bond twixt two 'n's, like cookies 'N' beans, frank 'N' cream, friends.. I've never supped from the meat cup of having even one chum, but my crony-less-ness is aboot to die of loneliness-ness, for today is the day i make my first real friend.
(it stared at you with a confused expression.)
. . . what .
why do they call it an oven if you ov en the cold food ov out hot eat the food?
. . .
(it thought for a moment...)
yes .
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
I'm fine!
*He took its hand and pulled himself up, giving it a grateful smile. He put a hand on the shoulder that slammed into the brick as he rolled it in a circular motion to make sure it wasn't dislocated.*
I'm sorry, I just don't see you often.
[the moment it knew it could safely make physical contact with John, it pulled him into a hug, turning slightly pink, quivering slightly.]
missed you . . .
[was it... lonely?]
*He was surprised by the hug, but he returned it happily. His hand gently rubbed its back as he held its trembling form. His wings wrapped around the two of them to make it feel more comfortable.*
I miss you too. It's great to see you.
[a quiet, barely noticeable giggle. Doppel didn't hear it, but to John, it was all too audible.]
[it continued to hug John, almost nuzzling him, very happy with its situation...]
*He froze, every part of him stilling. His grip tightened on Doppel as he looked around the space, trying to determine where she was coming from. Too late, he tried to shield it with his body, but the degger had made its mark right under its ribcage on its side.*
[the moment it felt the dagger enter its side, it tensed up, its eyes wide. it made a choked yelp as it was pushed deeper.]
[its grip loosened as it felt the blade twist inside it of its own accord, Ire no longer being there, having given it the usual instructions to torture its victim.]
[as it shoved itself hilt-deep with a muffled crunch, it had to hold on to John to keep itself from collapsing.]
I'm sorry.
*He gently sat on the ground, holding Doppel against him. He gripped the hilt of the degger and gave it a worried look. He tried to ignore the blood dripping. It was too bright to ignore, but also too bright to look at too long.*
I need to pull it out. Will you let me?
[it weakly kicked even as the deggur was touched. it was designed to cause pain, sure, but until now, John hadn't witnessed what it could do if it were left inside its victim.]
[Doppel's breathing was pained and crackly, and it whined as the deggur twisted itself deeper. its bright red blood stained its clothes.]
[it held itself close to him as best as it could. this was one of its few ways of saying 'yes'.]
Deep breaths.
*He undid the stole around his waist before he twisted the blade into its first position and slid it out the wound. He tossed it to the side and wrapped the cloth around its waist to stop the bleeding.*
[CRUUUNCH.]
[its bleeding increased twofold as the deggur was twisted, then pulled out. it yelped as a barb caught on its guts and pulled them out slightly. its blood began slowly pooling on the ground.]
[as it began to cry, it tasted metal... and threw up some of its own blood.]
*He tightened the cloth around its waist to keep pressure on the wound. He cupped its cheek and wiped its tears with a guilty expression.*
I'm sorry I didn't protect you, but I will make sure you're okay.
it ' s okay .
[it nuzzled up to him, vibrating like a cat purring. it was comfortably warm to him.]
don ' t feel bad . not your fault .
[its blood was soaking the cloth. it was weakly quivering, scared, but knew that John would do his best to protect it.]
thank you for doing what you could .
Anything for a friend.
*He wrapped his arms around it, making sure not to put any extra strain on the injury. He listened to it purr as he stared at the new puddle on the ground.*
You should probably lay down. It'll help reduce the blood flow to the stab.
[...it was already asleep. it didn't seem to care that much about the blood it had lost, and more about the pain it had been caused.]
[it had nestled its head into John's shoulder. for the first time in forever, it was calm and happy.]
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
I'm fine!
*He took its hand and pulled himself up, giving it a grateful smile. He put a hand on the shoulder that slammed into the brick as he rolled it in a circular motion to make sure it wasn't dislocated.*
I'm sorry, I just don't see you often.
[the moment it knew it could safely make physical contact with John, it pulled him into a hug, turning slightly pink, quivering slightly.]
missed you . . .
[was it... lonely?]
*He was surprised by the hug, but he returned it happily. His hand gently rubbed its back as he held its trembling form. His wings wrapped around the two of them to make it feel more comfortable.*
I miss you too. It's great to see you.
[a quiet, barely noticeable giggle. Doppel didn't hear it, but to John, it was all too audible.]
[it continued to hug John, almost nuzzling him, very happy with its situation...]
*He froze, every part of him stilling. His grip tightened on Doppel as he looked around the space, trying to determine where she was coming from. Too late, he tried to shield it with his body, but the degger had made its mark right under its ribcage on its side.*
[the moment it felt the dagger enter its side, it tensed up, its eyes wide. it made a choked yelp as it was pushed deeper.]
[its grip loosened as it felt the blade twist inside it of its own accord, Ire no longer being there, having given it the usual instructions to torture its victim.]
[as it shoved itself hilt-deep with a muffled crunch, it had to hold on to John to keep itself from collapsing.]
I'm sorry.
*He gently sat on the ground, holding Doppel against him. He gripped the hilt of the degger and gave it a worried look. He tried to ignore the blood dripping. It was too bright to ignore, but also too bright to look at too long.*
I need to pull it out. Will you let me?
[it weakly kicked even as the deggur was touched. it was designed to cause pain, sure, but until now, John hadn't witnessed what it could do if it were left inside its victim.]
[Doppel's breathing was pained and crackly, and it whined as the deggur twisted itself deeper. its bright red blood stained its clothes.]
[it held itself close to him as best as it could. this was one of its few ways of saying 'yes'.]
Deep breaths.
*He undid the stole around his waist before he twisted the blade into its first position and slid it out the wound. He tossed it to the side and wrapped the cloth around its waist to stop the bleeding.*
[CRUUUNCH.]
[its bleeding increased twofold as the deggur was twisted, then pulled out. it yelped as a barb caught on its guts and pulled them out slightly. its blood began slowly pooling on the ground.]
[as it began to cry, it tasted metal... and threw up some of its own blood.]
*He tightened the cloth around its waist to keep pressure on the wound. He cupped its cheek and wiped its tears with a guilty expression.*
I'm sorry I didn't protect you, but I will make sure you're okay.
it ' s okay .
[it nuzzled up to him, vibrating like a cat purring. it was comfortably warm to him.]
don ' t feel bad . not your fault .
[its blood was soaking the cloth. it was weakly quivering, scared, but knew that John would do his best to protect it.]
thank you for doing what you could .
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
I'm fine!
*He took its hand and pulled himself up, giving it a grateful smile. He put a hand on the shoulder that slammed into the brick as he rolled it in a circular motion to make sure it wasn't dislocated.*
I'm sorry, I just don't see you often.
[the moment it knew it could safely make physical contact with John, it pulled him into a hug, turning slightly pink, quivering slightly.]
missed you . . .
[was it... lonely?]
*He was surprised by the hug, but he returned it happily. His hand gently rubbed its back as he held its trembling form. His wings wrapped around the two of them to make it feel more comfortable.*
I miss you too. It's great to see you.
[a quiet, barely noticeable giggle. Doppel didn't hear it, but to John, it was all too audible.]
[it continued to hug John, almost nuzzling him, very happy with its situation...]
*He froze, every part of him stilling. His grip tightened on Doppel as he looked around the space, trying to determine where she was coming from. Too late, he tried to shield it with his body, but the degger had made its mark right under its ribcage on its side.*
[the moment it felt the dagger enter its side, it tensed up, its eyes wide. it made a choked yelp as it was pushed deeper.]
[its grip loosened as it felt the blade twist inside it of its own accord, Ire no longer being there, having given it the usual instructions to torture its victim.]
[as it shoved itself hilt-deep with a muffled crunch, it had to hold on to John to keep itself from collapsing.]
I'm sorry.
*He gently sat on the ground, holding Doppel against him. He gripped the hilt of the degger and gave it a worried look. He tried to ignore the blood dripping. It was too bright to ignore, but also too bright to look at too long.*
I need to pull it out. Will you let me?
[it weakly kicked even as the deggur was touched. it was designed to cause pain, sure, but until now, John hadn't witnessed what it could do if it were left inside its victim.]
[Doppel's breathing was pained and crackly, and it whined as the deggur twisted itself deeper. its bright red blood stained its clothes.]
[it held itself close to him as best as it could. this was one of its few ways of saying 'yes'.]
Deep breaths.
*He undid the stole around his waist before he twisted the blade into its first position and slid it out the wound. He tossed it to the side and wrapped the cloth around its waist to stop the bleeding.*
[CRUUUNCH.]
[its bleeding increased twofold as the deggur was twisted, then pulled out. it yelped as a barb caught on its guts and pulled them out slightly. its blood began slowly pooling on the ground.]
[as it began to cry, it tasted metal... and threw up some of its own blood.]
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
I'm fine!
*He took its hand and pulled himself up, giving it a grateful smile. He put a hand on the shoulder that slammed into the brick as he rolled it in a circular motion to make sure it wasn't dislocated.*
I'm sorry, I just don't see you often.
[the moment it knew it could safely make physical contact with John, it pulled him into a hug, turning slightly pink, quivering slightly.]
missed you . . .
[was it... lonely?]
*He was surprised by the hug, but he returned it happily. His hand gently rubbed its back as he held its trembling form. His wings wrapped around the two of them to make it feel more comfortable.*
I miss you too. It's great to see you.
[a quiet, barely noticeable giggle. Doppel didn't hear it, but to John, it was all too audible.]
[it continued to hug John, almost nuzzling him, very happy with its situation...]
*He froze, every part of him stilling. His grip tightened on Doppel as he looked around the space, trying to determine where she was coming from. Too late, he tried to shield it with his body, but the degger had made its mark right under its ribcage on its side.*
[the moment it felt the dagger enter its side, it tensed up, its eyes wide. it made a choked yelp as it was pushed deeper.]
[its grip loosened as it felt the blade twist inside it of its own accord, Ire no longer being there, having given it the usual instructions to torture its victim.]
[as it shoved itself hilt-deep with a muffled crunch, it had to hold on to John to keep itself from collapsing.]
I'm sorry.
*He gently sat on the ground, holding Doppel against him. He gripped the hilt of the degger and gave it a worried look. He tried to ignore the blood dripping. It was too bright to ignore, but also too bright to look at too long.*
I need to pull it out. Will you let me?
[it weakly kicked even as the deggur was touched. it was designed to cause pain, sure, but until now, John hadn't witnessed what it could do if it were left inside its victim.]
[Doppel's breathing was pained and crackly, and it whined as the deggur twisted itself deeper. its bright red blood stained its clothes.]
[it held itself close to him as best as it could. this was one of its few ways of saying 'yes'.]
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
I'm fine!
*He took its hand and pulled himself up, giving it a grateful smile. He put a hand on the shoulder that slammed into the brick as he rolled it in a circular motion to make sure it wasn't dislocated.*
I'm sorry, I just don't see you often.
[the moment it knew it could safely make physical contact with John, it pulled him into a hug, turning slightly pink, quivering slightly.]
missed you . . .
[was it... lonely?]
*He was surprised by the hug, but he returned it happily. His hand gently rubbed its back as he held its trembling form. His wings wrapped around the two of them to make it feel more comfortable.*
I miss you too. It's great to see you.
[a quiet, barely noticeable giggle. Doppel didn't hear it, but to John, it was all too audible.]
[it continued to hug John, almost nuzzling him, very happy with its situation...]
*He froze, every part of him stilling. His grip tightened on Doppel as he looked around the space, trying to determine where she was coming from. Too late, he tried to shield it with his body, but the degger had made its mark right under its ribcage on its side.*
[the moment it felt the dagger enter its side, it tensed up, its eyes wide. it made a choked yelp as it was pushed deeper.]
[its grip loosened as it felt the blade twist inside it of its own accord, Ire no longer being there, having given it the usual instructions to torture its victim.]
[as it shoved itself hilt-deep with a muffled crunch, it had to hold on to John to keep itself from collapsing.]
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
I'm fine!
*He took its hand and pulled himself up, giving it a grateful smile. He put a hand on the shoulder that slammed into the brick as he rolled it in a circular motion to make sure it wasn't dislocated.*
I'm sorry, I just don't see you often.
[the moment it knew it could safely make physical contact with John, it pulled him into a hug, turning slightly pink, quivering slightly.]
missed you . . .
[was it... lonely?]
*He was surprised by the hug, but he returned it happily. His hand gently rubbed its back as he held its trembling form. His wings wrapped around the two of them to make it feel more comfortable.*
I miss you too. It's great to see you.
[a quiet, barely noticeable giggle. Doppel didn't hear it, but to John, it was all too audible.]
[it continued to hug John, almost nuzzling him, very happy with its situation...]
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
I'm fine!
*He took its hand and pulled himself up, giving it a grateful smile. He put a hand on the shoulder that slammed into the brick as he rolled it in a circular motion to make sure it wasn't dislocated.*
I'm sorry, I just don't see you often.
[the moment it knew it could safely make physical contact with John, it pulled him into a hug, turning slightly pink, quivering slightly.]
missed you . . .
[was it... lonely?]
[someone was up ahead, slowly walking through doors. they seemed to be unaware of John's presence.]
[they wore a white shortsleeve shirt and grey shorts, and were slightly shorter than John. their footsteps shuffled nervously on the concrete floor.]
@y0ur-c0py
*John stopped to stare for a moment before he started running after the figure. He nearly slammed into it, spreading his wings and flapping them quickly to slow himself into a stop, but he ended up slamming into the wall next to it.*
Hold on! You seem familiar...
AAH ! ! !
[it turned quickly, startled. it didn't want to touch him and disappear, but he'd clearly been hurt...]
[...so, cautiously, it held out a hand to help him up.]
you okay ?
you are very whimsical
have a lollipop and propeller hat
[it looked at the offerings for a moment.]
[then, it shoved the entire lollipop into its mouth, chewed, and swallowed.]
[...it was unsure what to do with the hat. every time it tried to wear it, it would phase through its head.]
