ME RN WITH BOB/VOID
*thinks about The Character too hard and starts taking poison damage*
Now why in the hells does my Algebra teacher have a dancing fruit video playing...
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Diagrams are helpful to me
Eryn isn't expecting the cat to suddenly launch itself at her, and she stumbles as she finds herself in the memory. Her heart burns as she looks at the four animatronics. They were gone before she got there, and she wasn't the one to cause them to disappear as much as her brain wanted to convince her, but... God. They were so young to have their lives violently ripped away from them.
Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."
ATTORNEY SWEEP!!!
The District Attorney is by @jacksepticeye-simp
Elena is by @stardrop9
Eryn's dazed, both from the mental rollercoaster she just went on and the blood loss she's experiencing. She just can't bring herself to care, though. When Phantom mentions a healer, she shakes her head slightly. She swears she can see Lilia shake her head disapprovingly from the stairs.
"...I took away the thing that made him happy, that helped him keep the illusion of the pizzeria up, the illusion of his family. That alone is more pain than could ever be dealt to me. I ruined everything." She giggles a bit. "No matter what it is or what I do, I always manage to mess things up."
Eryn doesn't know how long she sleeps for, but she finds herself slowly stirring a while later. She keeps her eyes closed, rolling over and hoping to go back to sleep.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
It may have been 3am, but that didn't mean Eryn's guard was any less vigilant, standing stock-still just a few feet away, sword still in her hand. In the time the teen had slept, several more souls had come into the room, all of them with the same palpable tension as Callithie, though none of them had chosen to arm themselves. The only light came from Tobias now, softly glowing through the darkness, the flickering, shimmering quality of his flames making the light dance. Tap. Tap. Tap. Every single soul tensed, straightening slightly - in one case sitting up from where they'd been half-laying in the curve of an aerial hoop - looking around for the source. Callithie raised her blade a little higher. "...if shit hits the fan, protect the kid," murmured a soft, southern-accented voice. Lilia shifted slightly, pulling blonde curls up into a more combat-ready ponytail. "None of us can die... she 'ain't so safe from whatever's comin'..."
(Tap for better quality ^^)
This post by the lovely @fictionalsownme inspired me to draw some more angst featuring these two (/three), after the events of WKM.
The dramaturgical potential is huge! They’re outrightly sad characters of tragedy, with a tragic friendship story, and together, they make the saddest of sad tragedy! And I am actively sad about that.
I would’ve loved to see more of their dynamic, so, I guess that’s what fan art is for!
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