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Mid 20s. Been here a long time, generally only join friend's rps. Constantly tired. Masc nonbinary, preference for they pronouns but he are ok too!

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Yeahhhhh I lied about making a post this week it'll be next week, this has been a bit of a shit week so I haven't really had the energy to write >< Hopefully next week though
I've been away all weekend but I'll try to get something written this week





Hillview High – Mason Square


Caelea rolled out of the way as the cart came right into the crowd, quickly hopping into a crouched position. Whatever had happened had somehow empowered Scott, she could tell that much. To her a retreat seemed like the best plan – if only he wasn’t going after them one by one.

Claire was thrown straight into the crowd – and right near where Caelea was. Letting out a curse Cael threw out her hands in a hope of somehow catching the girl and not injuring herself in the process. Instead she sent out a blast of air, enough to soften Claire’s landing just a little and probably stinging anyone in its range.

“Shit, guess that’s what I can do,” Caelea murmured, looking down at her hands before trying to come up with a plan to help stop Scott from murdering anyone else.

Rien had finally finished their drawing, in time to be pushed away from the cart and fall very clumsily to the ground. Unharmed, at least. They pulled the gun out of the paper and pointed the gun at Scott.

Except it was really hard to get a straight shot with him moving around, they’d never used a gun and where still on the ground. Maybe they’d need to think of a better way to do this.





Hillview High – Mason Square


Tuyen still couldn’t see what was actually happen, could only hear some of the shouts through the hallucination her shadow was forcing on her. The smell of the dead bodies piled around her, some her friends some she’d just met, was only increasing the more she stared at the scene.

You’re just standing there, useless as everyone else fights and dies.

Tuyen tried to ignore it, tried to pretend the whispers in her mind weren’t telling the truth. But they were. She didn’t know what was actually happening. As much as she had figured out this was an illusion it didn’t mean that people weren’t dying now.

“…Please help me.”

But why? her mind responded, shadow moving around her in an almost taunting manner as the dead bodies only grew more mutilated. Why should I.

“Because I need to. I can’t just stand by and do nothing, but there’s nothing I can do.”

That’s your fault.

“I know it is,” Tuyen wiped away the tears that had started falling from her eyes – unable to stop them where she normally would with the knowledge people might see. “But please, they can’t die.”

The shadow seemed to consider it, though Tuyen still wasn’t sure if it was intelligent or if it was just another part of her mind. It seemed to decide it was worth the effort, that Tuyen had begged enough, as the illusion disappeared to show an only slightly less disturbing scene.

Tuyen had been pulled to the side by Min as the cart flew into the crowd. As Scott grabbed and threw people she began to lose hope that her abstraction, if it even was that, could help.

The shadow attached to her by its feet became solid, now visible as a shadowy clone of Tuyen. Then it grew to double in size and change shape to a werewolf demon cross that looked like it stepped right out of a nightmare.

It turned and hit Min away from where he was still holding onto Tuyen, not much caring that it would hurt him (much to Tuyen’s dismay). Then it turned to look at Scott. With Tuyen frozen in the spot and its inability to detach itself from her, it was a good thing it was so large. It didn’t have to move much to close the gap with a fist going directly towards Scott, but also not bothering to avoid anyone that might be in between.
I'm finally working on a post today! Sorry for hardly contributing the past few weeks, not been in a great place (I'm still not) but should hopefully get something decent out this time round
Ill try to actually get up a post this weekend! Been pretty busy recently
Im away all weekend so won't be able to post until Tuesday
No.6 is great I love it a lot! Also love children of the Whales obviously xD but yeah it's been super fun so far, had two cons and another in a week (so I've been very busy sewing aha)

Sorry for taking so long to respond to the ooc as well whoops hope things are going fine for you
Short and shit post, but Im very busy so itll have to do





Hillview High – Mason Square


The chest opening had revealed texts – but from what Caelea could see they were in a completely different language. She inspected them but couldn’t actually figure anything out. Well, that wasn’t useful at all.

Everything had pretty quickly turned against Britney, which was something she could get behind. She never had been a big fan of the girl and it was obvious that she was hiding. Not just something, a lot. Tuyen didn’t say anything, but wasn’t sure she wanted to find out whatever Britney knew. Wouldn’t that just make things worse? She’d honestly rather be in the dark for this one.

Britney gave them the information that she’d been asked (though it seemed a bit forced) but there was no time to actually dwell on it.

“Shit,” Rien gasped out upon seeing Scott, taking a step back at the murder and trying to not panic. They were quick to pull out their sketchpad, trying not to think about what happened, and start drawing. They retreated a bit back as they drew a realistic gun – hoping they’d finish it in time, that it would work and that they knew how to use it. Caelea, on the other hand, just braced herself to fight even though she still didn’t really know what her abstraction really was.

Tuyen tried not to actually throw up when Dexter was disembowelled in front of them, breath quickly turning panicked from seeing Scott again. What could she even do? It was just like every other time something like this happened.

I can help you, if you ask.

Tuyen ignored the voice in her mind. There was no way that it, and her shadow, could help. They’d been anything but helpful so far. She didn’t want to ask it for help.

Wouldn’t it be easier to?

In front of her eyes everything changed – people weren’t ready to fight but instead they were all dead, Scott covered in their blood. Tuyen took a step back and could feel bile rising in the fact of her throat again. This couldn’t be real, could it? She hadn’t seen Scott kill anyone else. You could stop this, and be useful for once.

“Tuyen, move back,” Min had moved to his cousin – as far as he was aware neither of them had abstractions useful in a fight. It would be best for them to get behind the ones that did. He didn’t even have a weapon on him like the girl that had just attacked.

Except Tuyen didn’t seem to hear him or be paying attention to anything else. This forced Min to basically grab her and pull her back away from the fight. 
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Oh cool


Somehow feeling like that might've been a mistake ><

Kill Min first, though. He's the worst.
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