[As you pass the Celeste Blue Spraycan, you suddenly remember something you shouldn't, Kyou, a memory that doesn't belong to you at all but burned into your flesh: March’s pain as he wakes up from being choked out in Shark’s room, the barely suppressed and very real fear in the face of Shark’s never-yielding sadistic crush.
And ice cold rage.
Really, between the master/slave play between Lark and Bunny and Shark's secret sadist streak, Celeste's pretty much just like home.
And further down the street is the start of graffiti, currently hazy through this fog.]
[was going to follow along with Hatter, but that sure was a misstep, a stumble, and a bit of a startled, confused cry while his hands go to his head as that all sinks in.
[t-taking a moment to process... taking stock of himself. all limbs in place, nothing hurting--no, that was part of the memory, not something that happened--
shakily straightening. glancing to the tiny March for a moment before looking to Hatter, lowering his hands carefully, cautiously]
There’s graffiti already on the walls just over here that’s so flaky it wouldn’t be an effort to scrub away:
What may be a tub of vanilla ice cream, although it’s horribly, clumsily drawn, in Sage color.
A music note... As drawn by someone who has never seen a music note, really. It’s a squiggle, but damn it, they tried.
It’s a melted snowball, otherwise known as a puddle of water. It has a Canary colored outline.
A bloody raincoat.
PLUS a few far fresher ones: A shell in Shell color with sparkles and the word 'good'. LYNX WAS HERE. A tree in Celeste Blue. A Lynx self-portrait in CANARY YELLOW, A CARDINAL RED, AND A CELESTE BLUE. Lots of canary hearts. And finally a door outline.]
Unfortunately it ends in bitter self-recrimination over how fucking dumb that was, showing weakness and stupidity all in one fell swoop, and a rush of paranoia about what they were tricking him for. Not a mistake he’ll make again.]
[ ...Stick around? Been considering.
…
Think I will.
It took you a while, didn't it?
Might change my mind. Not positive yet.
The being crazy and alone business takes up that much of your time?
Do well enough alone. Quieter that way. Think the group will last?
God, no, but it'll keep you up at night.
Do you think? Time and distance; effective.
I'll get bored without entertainment, and next thing you know, someone will be playing chiptune music. Every. Where. You. Go. When you sleep. When you're awake. When you're going to a job. When you're looking for a job. When you're eating. Squeaky squeak squeal girl chorus.
Always so needy, March.
…!
But I'll stay.]
[There’s a beautiful girl. There’s no other word for her but beautiful, the type of look that transcends all lines of race, culture and gender-tastes. She has blonde hair cascading down past the middle of her back, bright bright bright ice blue eyes, and a wicked smile.
The love you feel for her in the moment she casually tosses you a new raincoat (off a hacked up corpse) is nothing short of mad.]
there is this insane moment of wanting to put a big fat X over everything because of some of those additional-end feelings, but. no. that'd get rid of everything.
...
maybe should ask that Kuroko guy where the fuck the ice cream is 8|]
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[buuut heading towards those cans.]
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And ice cold rage.
Really, between the master/slave play between Lark and Bunny and Shark's secret sadist streak, Celeste's pretty much just like home.
And further down the street is the start of graffiti, currently hazy through this fog.]
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... holy shit.
holy fucking shit what the fuck]
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Kyou?!
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[I DIDN'T EVEN BITE YOU THIS TIME.]
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shakily straightening. glancing to the tiny March for a moment before looking to Hatter, lowering his hands carefully, cautiously]
. . . some. Kind of memory or something.
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There’s graffiti already on the walls just over here that’s so flaky it wouldn’t be an effort to scrub away:
What may be a tub of vanilla ice cream, although it’s horribly, clumsily drawn, in Sage color.
A music note... As drawn by someone who has never seen a music note, really. It’s a squiggle, but damn it, they tried.
It’s a melted snowball, otherwise known as a puddle of water. It has a Canary colored outline.
A bloody raincoat.
PLUS a few far fresher ones: A shell in Shell color with sparkles and the word 'good'.
LYNX WAS HERE.
A tree in Celeste Blue.
A Lynx self-portrait in CANARY YELLOW, A CARDINAL RED, AND A CELESTE BLUE.
Lots of canary hearts.
And finally a door outline.]
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... we could touch these up?
[gesturing to the flaking ones...]
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paaaausing.
and grabbing up the Celeste-colored one to take with him out of this place >8||]
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you lucky little fucker
BE GLAD I HAVEN'T TAKEN THAT MEMORY YET.]
Maybe. I can't remember.
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[MY GOURMET LIFE IS SUFFERING.]
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the icecream doesn't look as melted, the snowball is more ball-ish. music note more like an eighth note should look ish. etc...
just kind of eying the other drawings]
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[A rush of absolute confusion and paranoia, but... He’s a little happy, too.
Even if there’s no way it isn’t a trick, a future debt to pay off. People don’t get ice cream for nothing.]
[For a moment, he’s distracted by something new and fun.
Unfortunately it ends in bitter self-recrimination over how fucking dumb that was, showing weakness and stupidity all in one fell swoop, and a rush of paranoia about what they were tricking him for. Not a mistake he’ll make again.]
[
…
Think I will.
[There’s a beautiful girl. There’s no other word for her but beautiful, the type of look that transcends all lines of race, culture and gender-tastes. She has blonde hair cascading down past the middle of her back, bright bright bright ice blue eyes, and a wicked smile.
The love you feel for her in the moment she casually tosses you a new raincoat (off a hacked up corpse) is nothing short of mad.]
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j. just gonna lean against this wall and sort through those in his head.]
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there is this insane moment of wanting to put a big fat X over everything because of some of those additional-end feelings, but. no. that'd get rid of everything.
...
maybe should ask that Kuroko guy where the fuck the ice cream is 8|]
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[leaving the other colors near the wall BUT TAKING THIS CELESTE-COLORED ONE WITH ME.]
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