When you're rich enough, you get perks you can only dream of. Literally. But somehow, my paradise turned into hell.
Have you ever had a dream so amazing, you wished you could relive it? Explore it? Relish it? Well, when you're rich enough, you don't have to wish. It's a reality thanks to dream banks. You may have heard of them and their pricy services, which include recording, saving, and projecting dreams.
For example, if you'd like a dream recorded, you can book one of their luxurious suites for the night, where the dream techs will fit you with a special helmet and leave you to rest. The next morning, they'll replay the recorded dream for you via the helmet and ask if you want to shell out the extra bucks to save it. If you don't, they'll delete it and you can pay to book for another time to try again.
If you do decide to save it, you must select an item within the dream that will act as the exit key. (This will come in handy during projections.) While still wearing the helmet, you must touch the item, and the dream techs will label those electric signals as the key.
Afterwards, everything is saved under your name, and you can now relive your dream at any time by booking a suite for three, five, or eight hours. Unlike recordings, during projections, you don't have to wait for sleep to come. After you enjoy a snack of your choice, the helmet is fitted and you're immediately transported to your dream, where you have free will and can enjoy it at your leisure. And if you ever need to leave early, this is when you touch the key, which will shut down the helmet right away.
In my case, the key is the stegosaurus leather rug I have hanging on the wall of my throne room. I never have a reason to touch it otherwise, making it a perfect key. I've also never had to touch it. Experiencing life as an all-powerful, worshipped being who lives on my own planet and hunts dinosaurs in my spare time, I relished my dream to the last second.
Yes, the fees are exorbitant, but at the time, I felt it was worth it. The techs were skilled, the system was sleek, and the dreams were private. Each could only be unlocked by the unique brainwaves of the dreamer.
Or so I thought.
My literal nightmare began when I booked a five-hour projection on a rainy Friday afternoon. After taking a sip of champagne to wash down the cranberry brie bites, I settled into the cool silk sheets with a smile. My usual dream tech smiled back as she fastened my helmet, and the last thing I heard was her wishing me pleasant dreams before I was plunged into darkness.
I waited for the split-second adjustment from reality to the dream world, and my confusion grew when I didn't find myself on my throne surrounded by fawning gods and goddesses.
Instead, I found myself in the middle of an endless street. Alone. There were no cars, no life, not even wind. Towering street lamps lined the sidewalk as far as I could see, arcing over the road and tinting everything an eerie red. Behind them, identical buildings stood side by side, silent, their dark, narrow windows hollow.
My pulse spiking, I whipped around. The other direction was just as endless. Uneasy confusion prickled beneath my skin. This had to be someone else's dream. The techs must have made a mistake. I didn't know how it was possible, but there was no other explanation.
My unease piqued as my situation sank in. I was in a stranger's dream and I didn't know the key. I was stuck here until my five hours ran out. Or until the techs realized their mistake. I was ready to rip them a new one once I was out, but until then, I had no choice but to wait.
I studied my surroundings with a frown before I walked over to the curb and sat down, and that was when I noticed I couldn't feel anything. I also noticed I was naked. It didn't matter. There was no one here, and none of this was real anyway.
Time passed, and I tried to distract myself from my nettled offense by humming, but no sound came out. Sitting up, I took a deep breath and screamed. Not even a squeak was heard. I slapped my hand against the ground. Nothing. This place was like a black hole of the senses.
Sighing, I lay down on my back and stared at the red light above me, wondering if I could fall asleep in a dream. I tried, but the more I wished to escape this silent, crimson prison, the more it seemed to come into focus. Soon, the utter lack of noise and movement grew from slightly unnerving to completely intolerable.
There was no way I could wait. I'd go insane. I had to get out of here. I had to find the key.
Jumping up, I ran to the nearest building and wrenched open the door, and a pitch black void greeted me. I gasped, and gasped again as it felt like my very breath was being suctioned out of my lungs. Panicking, silent wheezes rattled in my chest as I struggled to yank myself out of the vacuum, jerking my limbs and bucking my body until I toppled over backwards on the sidewalk.
Gulping in fitful breaths, I scrambled to my feet and ran down the road without looking back, my wide eyes scanning the horizon for salvation. I just wanted out of here, but the hellish path stretched on forever, making me feel like I was running in place as every identical building and street lamp mocked me. Even my silent stomping and mute panting served to draw insanity closer.
And then, a person showed up.
There, in the distance.
With my hope spurred, I raced towards them, desperate. I didn't care who they were. I needed to break this monotony.
As I got closer, hope morphed to confusion, and then to despair. The person was me. It was a mirror, propped up across the entire street.
Sweat-soaked, I slowed down to a jog before I stopped right in front of my reflection. It was me alright, naked, exhausted, and frustrated. But the eyes, something was off about the eyes. With an anxious frown, I stepped closer, staring into them, and they stared back …
… until they glanced behind me.
I gasped and jumped away, and so did my reflection … before it glanced over my shoulder again.
A chill trickled down my spine. My reflection had nothing behind it but the empty street, so I gulped and turned around, and my mouth fell open in a silent scream as a lovecraftian behemoth barrelled its way towards me. With its slick shell gleaming red beneath the lights, it slammed down one spiny tentacle after the other as its five mouths bared their dripping, concentric fangs.
Drenched in undiluted horror, tremors gripped my body as I stumbled away until my back was against the mirror. I knew death was a foolproof key in a dream, but I didn't know if this creature would kill me right away or leave me to suffer in agony until my five hours were up.
With it only inches away, I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed myself into the mirror, and my stomach flipped as I fell backwards. I opened my mouth to gasp, but there was nothing for me to draw in. Floating in an airless void, I flailed and thrashed, my wild eyes scanning the darkness for answers as I began to spin around.
Although death would free me, one of my greatest fears was suffocating. On one of my weightless rotations, a red, glass cube passed me by, and I grabbed it, hoping it was a breathing device. I brought it close to my face, and I gawked at what it held within.
Me.
Surrounded by identical buildings and red street lamps while a lovecraftian behemoth tore me apart.
Horrified, I threw the cube as far as I could and increased my efforts to escape this void. Yet all the flailing and thrashing was for naught as the darkness revealed no end. My eyesight began to go red as my lungs spasmed, and I clawed at my throat as my pulse stuttered in my chest.
The red kept growing and growing until it engulfed my entire vision, and I gave up. There was nothing to do but face my fears and die. With my straining heart lumbering, I let myself go limp as I stared at the red and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
I wasn't dying.
In fact, I could breathe just fine.
Frowning, I opened my eyes, and intense unease spread through my core. Above me, a red moon had taken up the entire sky, each one of its craters crystal clear, like eyes watching me. I turned my head away, and I realized I was in a park, laying down on the grass. Sitting up, I blinked in surprise at the pond right beside me, its opaque water reflecting the moon's red light. Ducks were swimming in a circle across its surface, their movements smooth with nary a splash.
Trees surrounded us, so dense I couldn't tell when one began and the other ended. It was mind-numbingly quiet here as well, and I still couldn't feel anything or make any noise, but at least the ducks were moving. This place seemed more tolerable than the last, and I was willing to wait out my five hours here. I hoped at least an hour had passed already, but with dreams, one never knew. All I knew was that I was too exhausted to search for the key. And too scared. I didn't know whose dream this was, but they had to be masochistic if they saved this nightmare.
Curling up beside the pond, I worked on calming myself down as I watched the ducks swim in their systematic circle over and over and over. I tried counting the rotations the way one would count sheep, but that still didn't lull me to sleep. I wished I'd chosen the three-hour projection, but at least I hadn't chosen the eight-hour one.
Distorted circus music crackled around me and I jolted up, my heart ricocheting in my chest. There was finally sound, but the last thing I wanted to hear was a cliche horror movie soundtrack. Gulping, I looked around. The music was coming from the trees, and my stomach dropped when I spied a shadow behind one of them. Then another. And another. They emerged into the crimson moonlight, and my blood turned to ice.
Clowns.
I whipped around, trembling to the rhythm of my frantic pulse. They were surrounding me. Dozens of them. As classic as any clown could be. Colorful clothes, big shoes, silly hair, exaggerated makeup. I wasn't scared of clowns, as long as they were where they belonged. And they didn't belong here, staring at me with big, empty eyes and yellow, toothy grins.
I tried to convince myself that they weren't dangerous since they didn't have weapons and didn't seem monstrous, but when they took a step closer in unison, I jumped back, nearly falling into the pond. The ducks remained oblivious, still swimming in their circle. The distorted circus music got louder, and my hair stood on end when I saw the grass ripple in front of each clown. They were sending something my way through the ground.
Panicking, I jumped into the pond, and I screamed as I sank right in. There was no bottom. There was no water either. The pond was filled with red, translucent spheres, each the size of a tennis ball. Still able to breathe, I began swimming through the spheres with clumsy breast strokes, just hoping I could end up as far away from the clowns as possible.
After swimming for what felt like enough time, I tried to swim up, until I realized I had no idea which direction I was facing. Remember a trick for those stuck in avalanches, I spat, but my glob of saliva just hovered in front of me. Before panic could set in, I noticed what looked like an office desk floating amidst the spheres in the distance. After blinking a few times to make sure it was really there, I swam towards it, desperate for any change in my situation.
It was an office desk, a wooden one with carved borders and locked drawers. Tucked beneath it was a stool, and the moment I pulled it out and set it under my ass, an office replaced the red spheres.
I grunted as gravity returned, and I looked around in bewilderment at the cluttered bookshelves and grimy floors. Dust was floating everywhere, highlighted by the red light filtering in through the blinds behind me. I jumped as a clock hanging on the wall chimed. Its glass was too dirty for me to tell the time, but I was glad I could hear. I coughed at the dust. And I could make noise. I dusted my hands. And I could feel. I could even smell, which I now wished I couldn't as I wrinkled my nose at the faint stench of rot.
After failing to read the spines of some of the books on the shelves, I studied the shadowy corners of the room. A slack-jawed skeleton hung in the far end, and a faded poster with anatomical diagrams curled off a cupboard. This had to be a doctor's office. Was the creator of this dream a doctor?
A silhouette slid in front of the frosted glass door, and I gulped as the knob began to turn. A hand reached in, gripping the edge one finger at a time, and my heart dropped as I knew this horror cliche was only going to be followed by another. Having no time to think, I slid off the stool and crouched beneath the desk, my hand over my mouth as cobwebs clung to me.
Praying spiders wouldn't swarm me, I peeked through a small slit in the wood, and I froze when an emaciated nurse walked in the room. Layers upon layers of blood coated her scrubs, so much so that I couldn't even tell what color they originally were. She had no shoes. No feet either. Just ankle stubs, and my stomach turned as I heard bone clunk against the tiles.
A surgical mask covered her face, as bloodstained as her scrubs, and grimy lab goggles obscured her eyes. I was grateful, because judging by the pus leaking out of her scabbed, balding scalp, I didn't want to know what her face looked like. The closer she got, the stronger the stench of rot became, and I struggled to keep myself from retching.
She stopped halfway into the room, and I gawked at her hands. They were transforming. Her fingers elongating into razor-edged blades. She then began to hunch over, and I cringed as her spine cracked and popped until she was as bent as a candy cane, her face staring at her pelvis.
As if that wasn't unsettling enough, her head creaked as it spun around 180 degrees, now facing the front, upside down. Right after, her arms shot to the ground, and I watched with increasing dread as she bent them at the elbows and wrists so they flanked her head like distorted T-Rex arms.
She spread her fingers out and took a few more steps towards me, and I held my breath, hoping she couldn't hear my rabid heart or smell my fear. Her ankle bones clicked and clacked against the tiles as she made her way around the desk, and I cowered as my frantic eyes searched for a weapon. I found none, but I did spy a brass button beside my head.
With her legs now an arms distance away, I had nothing to lose as I jammed my thumb into the button. The back of the desk flung open, and I scrambled to my feet and dashed out from my hiding place, screaming in response to the nurse screeching behind me. Bursting through the door, I held up my fists and began punching like a maniac in fearful anticipation of a horde of nurses swarming me.
Except I was no longer in a hospital. I was in an outdoor parking lot. Alone. And judging by the roiling red clouds, a storm was brewing. After a second to collect my bearings, I dove into the closest car, thankful it was unlocked. The moment I slammed the door shut, lightning blinded me as thunder cracked and the downpour began. Sighing in relief, I tried to shake away my adrenaline, but the bloodshot eyes in my rearview mirror reignited my panic.
Before I could react, a belt snapped over my neck, pinning my head back against the headrest. With a frightened wheeze, I clawed at the leather, and I flinched as hot, heavy breath wafted across my ear. Gagging at the putrid smell, I reached over, desperate to scratch my strangler's face or poke their eyes out.
I felt their greasy hair and tried to pull it, but my fingers refused to hold on. I tried again and again, using my nails for purchase, but the strands just kept slipping out of my weak grip. Shifting focus, I tried to claw at their eyes, but it felt as though I was moving through molasses as my hand slid down their face. Once I felt a wet, bulbous eye, I tried to scratch it, but I didn't have enough strength to do anything damage.
My frustration clashed with my terror and I tried to punch them, but my arm swung back in slow motion and merely prodded a stubbly cheek. Tears welled in my eyes as I writhed and gasped, my strangler's laugh adding insult to injury. Despite knowing death will set me free, fear and self-preservation rummaged through my mind, searching for a solution. And they found one.
Hoping I had enough grip and energy, I reached down and found the reclining lever. Wrapping my fingers around it tight, I jerked it up and heaved my body back, and I gulped in a deep breath as I fell backwards, the belt now slack. Not at all prepared to face my attacker, I slipped out from beneath the belt, flung open the door, and zoomed out into the storm.
Sheets of rain obscured my vision, but not enough for me to see that the keys were left inside a red convertible. After making sure no one was hiding in the back, I jumped in, started the engine, and took off, the wheels squealing through the puddles. A sole street curled down a hill, and I took it, adrenaline pumping in waves through my quivering body.
This rush was a confusing mixture of exhilaration and apprehension. I wanted out, but I wasn't giving up. I made it this far, and I was going to survive every cliche this masochist dreamed up. Sharks? Snakes? Zombies? Bring it on. And afterwards, I was going to detail every single trial and tribulation I went through as I sued the dream bank for all the trauma they caused me.
Up ahead, the road curved, and I gasped as it ended in a cliff. I slammed the breaks, but they didn't do anything. Breaking out in a cold sweat, I slammed them again and again as I yanked the hand break as far as it would go. The car refused to slow down, and I cursed myself for not anticipating this cliche. In a move of desperation, I swerved, but it wasn't enough as the car careened over the edge and took me with it.
My heart hung in my throat as I hung on to the steering wheel, my knuckles white, my screams frozen in my lungs, the raindrops like needles. An endless body of water spread below me, and I knew sharks were my next challenge. I screwed my eyes shut as I awaited the inevitable plunge …
… and I gasped as the car crashed against the surface.
I lurched forward, and I cried out as I bashed my forehead against the wheel. Groaning, I leaned back, my ears ringing as I looked around, disoriented. I was still in the convertible, but we were right side up, having crashed into the concrete wall of an indoor garage. Blood trickled down my face and I reached up, only to feel around my head in shock.
I was wearing the helmet.
Why was it in the dream?
Or had I made it out?
I looked down. I wasn't naked. My pyjamas were plastered to my sweat-soaked skin. I was out. I looked around at the broken glass and mangled metal in confusion. But if I was finally out, why was I in a car and not between silk sheets?
I removed the helmet, and a yell from behind made me jump. I turned to see one of the dream techs running towards me. Was she always that skinny? And why were her scrubs red instead of the usual blue?
She made it to me, panting as she took the helmet out of my hands, and I wrinkled my nose at her unpleasant breath. She said I'd had a nightmare and began sleepwalking, and I'd left the dream bank and stole a car from their underground parking before she triggered a wake-up signal in the helmet, which made me crash.
I stared at her, not believing what I was hearing. I told her I'd booked a projection, not a recording, and she gave me a concerned frown and claimed the opposite. Anger replaced my confusion, and I called her a liar and accused them of misconduct, and she reminded me that dreams can only be unlocked by the dreamer.
Furious, I cursed at her as I tried to get out of the car, demanding to see my file. She was quick to tell me not to move in case I made my injuries worse as she pulled out her phone and said she was going to call an ambulance.
While I sat there and waited, fuming, I glimpsed my reflection in the dangling rearview mirror. Unease rippled beneath my skin and I sat up, grabbing the mirror and angling it to show my neck.
There was an angry red mark across it.
As though I was recently strangled.
Trembling, I tilted the mirror up.
Cobwebs. Stuck in my hair.
Dumbstruck in utter stupefaction, I scanned the rest of my body. My pyjamas were dirty and there was black under my fingernails, but the rest of my examination was cut short by tinny circus music. A chill jolted down my spine and I whipped my head to face the dream tech. That was her ringtone. She smiled as she answered the call, and I drew back at her yellow, toothy grin.
What was going on? I was out of the dream, I knew I was. Had everything been real? What had the dream bank done with me? Done to me?
Ambulance sirens wailed as they entered the underground parking, and the flashing red lights reflecting off the walls triggered my recent traumas. With terror-fueled adrenaline flooding my veins, I jerked my legs free of the wreck, jumped out of the car, and booked it, the dream tech's yells merging with the screeching sirens behind me.
SR

I noticed that the intro sounded pretty similar to the song New Born by Muse, my sister's favorite band. I was wondering if anyone knew if the theme song was inspired by them or if Alex Hirsch is a fan at all. Thanks.

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In 2035, a housing crisis forces ordinary people to live in illegal “underhousing,” run by petty criminals called the Candy Daddies and Mommies. Jemma, a graphic novelist, struggles to deflect a trickle from the great river of wealth into her own pocket. She wants to buy time for creative work and she longs to move out of her illegally parked van. Her job in a rejuvenation clinic for the ultra-wealthy is never going to solve her money problem. Jemma has an entrepreneurial idea that might save her, but it is not exactly legal and it requires help. Oz, a biologist, believes the roots of the housing crisis are systemic: in their competition with each other, the ultra-wealthy use any means necessary, from lobbying to crime, to acquire more assets. Each year they suck up a greater percentage of the national GDP.
Oz and a group of scientist friends pursue a radical solution, a scientific cure for the dread disease of billionaire-ism. They understand that there will be pushback from the authorities, against the systemic change they hope to initiate. But how extreme will the opposition be?
When Jemma and Oz meet, Jemma seeks individual liberation while Oz pursues societal change. However, they are alike in that each sees the other as a resource to exploit.
Then, they fall in love. That might change their behavior, but their plans are already in motion.
Milton Freedpuppy says, “This gets economics, finance, and housing all wrong!”
• TRIGGERS: mild sex, some violence during demonstrations
• I am sending out ARCs now
• The date you expect your ARC team to finish the reading and submit their reviews by: Expect to publish June 23, but finishing and reviews any time is fine with me.

Hello!! I’m Mina, 23F, and I’m looking for someone to write dark romance, drama, and thriller stories with me!
What I’m looking for: - Someone 18+ - Semi-lit/lit (2-3 paras average), 3rd POV — Overall, I tend to copy however long my partner writes, but I will not dip below a paragraph. - Writing Male/Masculine characters - Uses Discord!
My word bank is currently:
Horror, toxicity, unstable romance, power dynamics, stockholm syndrome, eldritch entities, yakuza, gods and goddesses, monsters, one-sided love, love triangles, hanahaki-like themes, yandere, opposites attract, otome games, etc.
Some plots, with my character being A, and yours being B:

• Dear Miss Genius Idol Unmatched (A) is an up and coming celebrity, and while her TV persona is bubbly and cheery, she is rather dreary in reality, and often struggles with problems. In comes (Character B), a crazed fan, a manager, or someone who she doesn’t know about, used to be a childhood friend — How does their relationship develop/devolve?
  
• Character A and Character B are constantly breaking up and dating due to being in a rather unstable relationship. Character B is known to be brooding and dark, while Character A strives to do better — Character B intends to drag Character A down with him.
  
• Chang’e (A) and Houyi (B) reunited?
  
• A modern pygmalion? A struggling artist (A) suddenly has to explain to her landlord why one of her art pieces (B) has suddenly come to life!
  
• A lonely god (B) takes interest in a human (A) — This could be for whatever reason, maybe he finds her life interesting, or maybe she has motives that are against his, we could def plot this out!
  
• A human (A) is suddenly turned priestess due to accidentally breaking a God’s (B) shrine, and now needs to pay off her debts.
  
• A sacrifice (A) is expected to die when sacrificed to a God (B), except he is just incredibly confused about what a human is doing in his domain.
  
• A prince (character B) finds themselves falling for a princess (character A) who lives in the kingdom next over, but happens to be engaged to another. The prince stops at nothing to get rid of his love’s partner, and does anything to woo the princess.
  
• A girl (character A) finds herself in the same situation every life she lives. Every time she is resurrected, she finds herself getting chased by some person (character b) she doesn’t love.
  

Some other things I would love to write are: Good Girl (A) x Bad Guy (B), Fan (A) x Idol/Celebrity/Band Member, Civilian/Innocent (A) x Mafia (B), Priestess (A) x Demon (B), Angel (A) x Demon (B)
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We all know about Asriels name being serial murderer. As well, Asriel is the god of death. But I wanted to look at the whole family and see what else could be there and found some things that could make implications or additions to the story and see what y’all thought Asriel: I already put that above but I found something else. Asriels as Hebrew name means “god is my help” from psalms 121. From reading the verse the only implication I can make is the fact that Flowey looks to chara as a god as he speaks about them like Christian’s speak on Jesus ( not so much god from my experience they tend to speak on/to Jesus like a wise remorseful friend and god like a wise strict yet sympathetic father) and as the player we are god we “save” Asriel. Toriel: Now Toriels name is short for tutorial, which is funny because that’s tutorial murderer as she holds your hand through the whole thing and is the first boss. So if she kills she’s a tutorial murderer figuratively and literally. But as you can see the E is missing that’s because Toriel is anagram for loiter. So loiter murderer; what could that mean. I think it could looked at like bystander murderer. Loitering’s definition is to “stand or wait around idly or without apparent purpose.”. This could be an implication of how toriel rather than traveling with the kids through the underground she “loitered” in the ruins “without purpose”knowing they’d get “murdered” by Asgore. But also another anagram for dreemurr is to demurrer, which means an objection, a loitering objection to a murderer. Asgore: Immediately I found his name is an anagram for Aegros; A Latin name meaning patient. It’s cognates have some interesting comments aswell. Ancient Greek ἄγω ("to lead"), Old English acan (English ache). A pretty clear implication of how he waited for humans to fall, suffering from loss, anxious of his future, with only his responsibilities as king to keep him going So Asgore Dreemurr, Aegros murderer, patient murderer, Murderer trying to lead in ache. I found another possibility completely by accident just looking at the name. Asgore Dreemurr, A “sage or murderer”; I’ll be using this definition of sage “a mature or venerable person of sound judgment”. I liked this one as it pops the moral question on us. Asgore lost his children to humans, his wife left him during a time of crazy stress and grief; he has every right to desire revenge. Yet none of of those, based on the way it’s framed, are the reasons he killed those kids He did it to give his people hope, maybe there was a better decision, maybe his grief and anger influenced his actions, but he thought he needed to be strong and steadfast to lead monster kind to the surface. And ultimately, he was correct without his actions we wouldn’t have been able to break the barrier; but if he didn’t want to kill us he could have just asked us to break it, but in his mind war would be right around the corner so more power couldn’t hurt. So Asgore a “sage or murderer”? Chara: This one was the trickiest one and it makes sense. Chara was adopted and they were never referenced to have Dreemurr in their name. But I had some findings I’ll list all of them quickly then give thoughts.Chara Dreemur, character murderer, Anagram Achar = to think, To think murderer?, Chara name meaning (all languages and cognates) darling, beloved, dear, loved one joy, gladness, shine “Star”?, grace, glory. “Hope of humans and monsters”?! Lie, joke, chara chara = frivolous and talkative(personality?!). Valentine, expectation, love, yearning, desire, demand, option, longing, care, hungriness, bait, fodder(genocide?)Beautiful, pretty, or the lovely one(looks?!) ( all translations emphasize feminine connotations, usage, and meanings) Chara, RAHAC, Refugee and Humanitarian Arrival Clinic(possible orgin), Chara bible “Chara is used to describe ones who rejoice, who are glad, and who have received joy!”. “HP. ATK. DEF. GOLD. EXP. LV.” Hope, option?( fodder, demand, desire, yearning), care?(bait), glory?, experience, love. !? So the joy, happy ones translations and meanings are obviously meant to emphasize the hope and joy that chara brought them. But it could be a double meaning to it. Character Murder, Loved one murderer, character murderer, fodder murderer, beloved murderer, Love murder, joy murderer. All of these make sense for chara in many ways. But one doesn’t stick out more than the others; Charas plan killed the hope monsters had and costed the life of their brother. Nothing really sticks out for genocide. Other than Love, fodder, and character. As chara kills frisk, the person you play as, at the end. Or, character murderer could be in reference to their suicide. So there’s not many implications other than charas place in the story. To save words I’ll type of summary of thoughts that could be taken from the translations: Chara was happy to be with the dreemurrs. Chara was biologically female (so a non-binary female, or a feminine non-binary person whatever you’re comfortable with). They may possibly refugee. The monsters loved chara, personality for you writers: Chara was carefree, Lied a lot ( maybe about there past), was graceful, Told a lot of jokes, loving, social, caring,Maybe like a assertive mother type personality; Toriel but farless protective, the type that would let you stay out all day would have dinner done when you get home and when the big kids in the neighborhood beat you up while she’s patching your wounds would tell you to man up, don’t let them bully you “big kids don’t cry”. But that’s just from what I gathered from reading the descriptions on usage and connotations. I would say you could possibly use this to imply the narrator theory the ,personality lines up with this, as the narrator is caring and joking, they assist you in your journey and transfer Asgores memories of stay determined when dying; and much more they line up pretty well if you just imagine chara babysitting an ignorant kid going through the underground. Maybe just imagine a ENTJ 8 mother, I imagine the mother type vibe that comes from this is how they probably babied Asriel. Theirs actually a comic online called “Adventures with Narrator Chara” that follows Chara through the underground with a mute frisk I think could be a good look at that so I’ll leave it at that. So yeah nothing really concrete or compelling as usual with Chara but I’d love to see if y’all see something. I don’t know, the anagram for Chara, means “To Think” or “distance” I’m not sure what to make of that. Chara in Irish literally means “O friend”. Well I’ll get y’all’s thoughts on it good day

Just looking for good old fashion wholesome romance. Someone I can talk to for hours, fall asleep on voice with, maybe play games and watch movies with. Spend time together you know.
So about me, I work as a diesel mechanic, go to the gym 4 times a week. 6'1, I game, I watch movies, I can cook. I know 2 languages and I'm a huge nerd... also have tats.
My goal is to pretty much travel all over the world with sometime special. Historical places are my jam but I love beautiful places too.
Love horror, comedy, action and suspense. Honestly prefer horror but I know it's not everyone's thing. Zombies are the best monsters change my kind. 1982's The Thing is my favorite movie of all time... which has nothing to do with zombies lol. Ghost and demonic movies give me the heebie jeebies.
One on one relationship. No Poly or married

George goes to a new movie theatre were the seats recline and when he falls asleep in the movie, he complains and demands a refund saying the chairs are too comfortable. Jerry is amazed when the fire alarm goes off in the movie and everyone including his current girlfriend stays in the theatre to watch the rest of the movie rather than get to safety. Kramer and Neuman start to sell candy outside the theatre hidden in european handbags, Elaine refuses to go to the movies because The English Patient is being screened their for its 10 year anniversary.

I (20 F) was dating a guy (20 M), we’ll call him A, for 4 years. We met online when we were 16 and he was from another state but we started dating anyway. And then I decided to become best friends with his best friends, we’ll call them F and W. W always had a girlfriend and I would help him with his relationships and F and I would just talk about random stuff. Anyway, so A moves to my state when we turn 18, and then when I finished highschool we moved in together.
Now that relationship was my first everything. I didn’t realize how toxic it was at the time, but he yelled at me a lot for like taking too long shopping or falling asleep during a movie or doing the dishes because he thought I was doing them out of spite. He’s even gotten mad at me for attending college classes instead of hanging out with him and for cleaning the house when he was home. The intimate life made me think I was asexual as well, and I’d get drunk just to be able to do that with him. We got in fights if I didn’t do it with him everyday.
Anyway, so W started dating a girl, 1 year younger than him, A, and I, the same age as F. So now she’s (19 F). They had started dating about 2.8 years ago. They had a lot of issues, fought daily because she let her parents control her life, and he wanted her to help him with bills and stuff and she wouldn’t. Her and I became best friends. We’ll call her B.
So about a year ago, B and W moved into my three story house that my parents bought me for college that A and I were living in. She decided to go to college with me and he got a job down here and they wanted to live together. And everything was going great, I dragged them all over the place to waterfalls and to parks and parties and clubs. I was the one planning everything, I got a second job to buy everyone’s Christmas gifts from everyone, I didn’t even put my own name on half of them, I did everything to make sure everyone had a good experience. Then, A told me that W cheated on B. And I thought B had cheated on him too, because she went back to her home state for a surgery (she left in January and is still there) and hungout with another guy, but I didn’t say anything to either because it’s not my circus not my monkeys. He figured out about her, and got super mad, but didn’t tell her what he did. And he also had sex with her other best friend back in September as well, so he cheated on her in October and September.
Anyway so it’s March, I get in a fight with her because she let her other best friend threaten to fight me and all this because she thought I ratted her out. She’d been not really talking to me and I was just so frustrated with her and done with A because he was barely working, smoking 🍃constantly, and played video games for 8-10 hours a day. So when A would work his 3-11 shift at the hotel, W and I would hangout. And then the vibe started changing, he started calling me instead of B and never really talked to her and we started watching a lot of tv together and stuff, and then I laid on his lap and he played with my hand for like 2 hours and all this. So then we were like okay we have to end things with B and A. Because we were making plans to sneak around and stuff, but we hadn’t kissed or anything like that. After Easter, I end things with A. It was bad, he got mad, grabbed me by the throat and threw me on the bed and all this stuff. Accused me of leaving for W, but I had been unhappy and he had cheated on me 4 times. I finally got him to leave the house and know that we were over. And that night I fell asleep cuddling W on the couch. The next day W and I went on a date to a waterfall. He was waiting to not seem sus before he ended things with B. I fell asleep in bed with him that night, and I remember him kissing me when he thought I was already asleep. Just on the forehead and stuff. He had been talking about how he doesn’t know how B hadn’t started realizing he had feelings for someone else. Oh also, F and B had started hanging out and cuddling because W told him to do it. So W and I thought they’d get together soon. W broke up with B the next day. Her and F planned a date and she blocked W. W and I started going out on dates and stuff. Then B unblocked W. They talked, he admitted he cheated on her but didn’t mention me. This was a week after they broke up, and him and I had already gone on about 4 dates. In total we went on like 8 or so. And had been sleeping together and cuddling and sleeping in the same bed and basically acting like a couple but we wanted to wait to date because we wanted to heal and be our own people as well. I’d been getting lunch with him at his work, met his best friend, we’d gone on a waterfall picnic and gone to the movies and I bought him some cute clothes and Monster energies and did his laundry and cleaned the house everyday. Oh, also A moved back in for a couple weeks to find his own place, realized W and I were sleeping together, and got super mad and threw a whole temper tantrum and said he never wanted to see W again. W had been done with him, so was F. They chose to be friends with me instead because A had treated them badly.
Anyway for some reason I thought I was able to justify what I was doing to B because they had a horrible relationship, he’d cheated multiple times, she seemed like she was going to date F, and I just thought that maybe she’d actually figure out how to be happy on her own if I got her out of that relationship. Now I feel like that wasn’t my place, and no matter the circumstances I should never have started stuff with him.
So after their talk, he started wondering if they could make things work and so did she. He lost his job, and decided to go back to their state for 2 weeks to work for his dad before starting his new job here. He took his cat with him and I agreed to babysit his rat. We still called and sent pictures and stuff like that, but after he got a ticket up there and had to go to court and stuff, he just never came back. It’s been a month and a half now, he got sick and his court date got extended, we stopped “talking” after his third week of being there, he told B about us but I’m not sure what he said, she can’t even hear my name without storming off and getting upset, she blocked me on almost everything, and now I just, I dont know. I feel like I was horrible and in the wrong, but sometimes I’m like well she was about to go on a date with his best friend so is it justified? But also, I should be better than this. And now I just lost two best friends. (He didn’t block me on anything we just haven’t talked really for a bit.) I just wish things could go back to normal. I want her friendship back, and I want him and I to just be best friends again too. I lost feelings for him, sure it was nice while it lasted, and he helped me with some of my Trauma from A, so I think things had to unfold the way they did so I’d learn that I’m not asexual and get over some of my trauma. It also gave me that final push to end things with A.
I did apologize to her in an email, saying there’s no excuse for what I did, that I know I didn’t show it but I still love her, that I worry because I don’t want her to be isolated (she has no friends anymore or family really, because her family hates W for how he made her cry everyday, he even told her he wished her mom was dead and that he’d deface her mom’s grave), and that if she’d ever want to talk I’d be more than willing to be there for her. I don’t know how she forgave him for sleeping with both of her best friends and cheating on her with a random stranger, or how they managed to get into a relationship again after all of that, but they did. I just wish I could be friends with her again, because I miss her, and because I know he’s controlling and the only person he really let her do whatever with was me because he knew he couldn’t tell me what to do and because he trusted me to make sure she didn’t cheat and to make sure she was safe.
Now that I think all the facts are there, I accept my judgement. But what should I do? Should I try again to reach out to hex should I wait to see what happens when he comes back to get his stuff? I’m just not sure.

I didnt want to screenshot everything in my inventory + edit it and my screen-recorder is ofc not working when I need it so here we are. I'm sorry to everyone who hates reading.
Sorry I dont have that much good stuff
READ!:
I don't offer
Choose what you want and choose what you want to offer <3
And before any of you ask, I don't have any IA's for diamonds or items. NYP :)
Not taking AMC
Im mostly looking for neons, maybe neon legendaries if possible or just good legendaries (Not super high tier ones tho like shadow dragons. Just legendaries like Dragons and unicorns) Also looking for pigs and cows :)
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Diamonds - 233k
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Wings-
Up in heaven's clouds
Bewitched Choker
Pumpkin Spice Scented Candle
Platinum Skybound
Undertakers Hand
Winter Wings 2020
Snow Pops
Cotton Candy Clouds
Guardian Of The Light
Twas The Night Before Christmas
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Skirts-
Ballroom Entrance
Royal Stroll In The Garden
Sleigh It Skirt
Cottage Princess
Real Life Mermaid
Peppermint Princess Skirt
DV skirt
WG skirt
Dragging Train Rose Dress
Gothicutie Skirt
Sparkly Party Tutu
Summer fantasy skirt
Princess Starfrost Skirt
Moonlight Goddess Ultimate Floof
Cherry Blossom Kimono Skirt
North Pole Present Skirt (x2)
BBD dress
EH cage skirt
GL skirt
DCD skirt
Pleated skirt (x3)
Miniskirt (x2)
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Heels-
Glittering Jelly Platforms
Kingly Kicks
Princess Starfrost Skates
CB sandals
RR laced boots
Adorable lace-up doll boots
DV lollipop heels
Snuggly reindeer slippers (x2)
DCD shoes (x2)
OP boots
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Bodice-
Peppermint princess
DV
GC
PSF
WG
EH
Worm bodice
WW
DCD
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Accessories-
(Warning! A lot)
Bow headband
My teddy bear
ocean ears
ice queen crown
winter snowglobe
baby chick backpack
vampire crown
magical witch
2021 party hat
sailor hat with bow
2021 lunar new year ox
Chamber chains
My dollie
punk bracelets
fluttery frozen fan
springtide flower crown
falling spring blossom
fuzzy bracelet
2020 party hat
droopy elf ears
personal snow flurry
beautiful rose in hand
reindeer ride
princess starfrost bonnet
frozen luggage
festive hair bow
skull crown
ruffle collar
icey snowflake earrings
fancy monocule eye piece
kawaii sickness
princely dulling crown
Sewer Rat
Nine tails
Boys gold lining varsity jacket
Giant teddy bear
Swift Archery Set
Pagent diamond earrings
DotD flower crown
sweet bunny ears
easter egg top hat
RR veil
RR sleeves
GC earrings
PSF cape
CB fan
CB bow
PSF Spector
Magical fairy lights
my present box
Oof head
over the rainbow sleeves (x3)
Vampires Heir
Rainbow Armlets (x2)
Rainbow pot o gold (x2)
Hip bag of coins (x2)
leprechaun belt (x2)
Chocolate Lucky coin (x2)
DV puppy ears (x8)
Versallies snow powder coat
christmas window shopping hat
ice prince shawl cape
sparkly heart hoop earrings
elf ears
cheerleader pom poms
Merry sparkly dress
shy scarf
father Christmas present bag (x2)
Spring bucket hat (x2)
Snowman top hat (x2)
Hood disguise
Lollipop candy (x6)
Jewelled Choker Necklace (x4)
DCD coat (x2)
Translucent Heart sunglasses
Stars and moon pendant (x5)
Pumpkin costume (x2)
EH sleeves (x2)
DV cuffs
DD laced back bow
EH sleeves
Summer fantasy sleeves
DCD hat (x2)

Who would between these two powerful entities?

I made it for myself and wasn't planning on posting it anywhere so formatting may not be the best. But I thought it could save at least somebody some time.
== Captain (free strat)

• Primaris (Finest Hour): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Sternguard
  
• Primaris, Shield (Finest Hour): Bladeguard
  
• Primaris, Plasma Pistol + PF (Finest Hour): Helblasters
  
• Firstborn (Finest Hour): Tactical, Assault, Command, VanVets
  
• Firstborn, Jump Pack (+1S on charge): Assault, VanVets
  
• Firstborn, Bike (all guns Assault): Outriders, Bikes
  
• Gravis (halves DMG): Hv.Intercessors, Agressors, Eradicators
  
• Phobos (redeploy any 3 phobos): Incursors, Infiltrators, Reivers, Eliminators, Scouts, Sniper Scouts
  
• Termi (reroll charges): all Termies
  

== Lieutenant (Lethal Hits, double up)

• Primaris (free fall back): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Helblasters, Sternguard
  
• Firstborn (free fall back): Tactical, Assault, Command, VanVets
  
• Reiver (-1 Ld in 9 instead of 6): Reivers
  
• Phobos (Fire and Fade d6, can charge): Incursors, Infiltrators, Reivers
  
• Apothecary Biologis (turbo OC on self after melee kill): Hv.Intercessors, Agressors, Eradicators
  

== Librarian (4+ FnP vs Psychic)

• Primaris (4++): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Helblasters, Sternguard + Desolators
  
• Firstborn (4++): Tactical, Assault, Command, VanVets
  
• Firstborn, Jump Pack (extra AP in melee): Assault, VanVets
  
• Phobos (Lone Operative, Stealth): Incursors, Infiltrators, Reivers, Eliminators
  
• Termi (Sustained Hits 1): all Termies
  

== Chaplain (+1 to-Wound in melee)

• Primaris (ignore 1 Battleschock in 12'' 1/game): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors,, Infernus, Helblasters, Sternguard
  
• Firstborn (ignore 1 Battleschock in 12'' 1/game): Tactical, Assault, Command, VanVets
  
• Firstborn, Jump Pack (1-2 mortals on charge): Assault, VanVets
  
• Termi (4+ FnP vs all mortals): all Termies
  
• Bike (ranged DevWounds vs 1 visible Target in 12''): Outriders, Bikes
  

== Techmarine (conditional Lone Op, repair d3 and +1 to-Hit on same Vehicle, Vengeance)

• Primaris: Servitors, Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors
  
• Firstborn: Servitors, Tactical
  

== Company Champion (precision, free extra Heroic, +1 Adv, +1 Charge): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Bladeguard, Sternguard
== Primaris Apothecary (restore 1 model in Command, double up): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Helblasters, Sternguard + Desolators
== Ancient (+1 OC, Double up)

• Primaris (4+ FnP for Self on Obj): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Helblasters, Sternguard + Desolators
  
• Bladeguard (+1A 1/game): Bladeguard
  
• Termi (Martyr buff): all Termies
  

== Judiciar (Fights First): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Bladeguard, Sternguard
Ultramarines
== Sicarius (Scout 6'', all guns Assault, free improved Tactical Strat): Tactical, Command, Assault, VanVets + Sternguard
== Cassius (Dev Wounds in melee, 4+ fight on death): Tactical, Assault, Command, VanVets + Sternguard, TyrVets
== Tigurius (4+ FnP vs Psychic and all mortals, -1 to-Hit, limited captain's free strat): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Sternguard
== Calgar and groupies (free fall back, ton of CP): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Hv.Intercessors, Agressors, Eradicators, Bladeguard, Sternguard
== Chronus (BS2+, 1 reroll wounds): vehicles that aren't Cawl's tech-heresy
== Telion (+1 OC, +1 to-Hit, either of Lethal/Sustained 1/Precision): Scouts, Sniper Scouts
== Ventris (Rites of Battle that stacks with Rites of Battle and works on Battleshocked; give 1 unit in army Deep Strike): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Sternguard
Fists
== Lysander (-1 to-Wound for S6+ weapons): all Termies
== Garadon (Lethal Hits, Ignore Cover, autokill Vehicles and Monsters with no invuln in Melee): Hv.Intercessors, Agressors, Eradicators
== Kantor (Martyr Buff, 1/game +1A for guns and melee for 1 turn): Tactical, Command, Sternguard
Iron Hands
== Feirros (5+ FnP, also Techmarine that repairs 3): Hv.Intercessors, Agressors, Eradicators
Raven Guard
== Shrike (Lone Operative, constant redeploys, insane assassin in melee): Jump Assault, Jump VanVets
Salamanders
== Vulcan Jr (army-wide reroll wounds with melta and flamers vs visible unit in 24''): Tactical, Assault, Command + Infernus
== Agatone (reroll Wounds in melee, halves enemy OC in Engagement Range): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Infernus, Sternguard
White Scars
== Khan (Assault for guns, Lance for melee, even better assassin than Shrike vs Oath target): Intercessors, Ass.Intercessors, Sternguard
edits: reddit formatting

Heya. Name’s Scor, 18, and I’m looking to roleplay with just about anyone at the moment. I consider myself literate—a good few paragraphs is what I typically write, and I prefer my partner write the same. I almost always write in third person.
I will mention right off the bat that I roleplay fandoms almost exclusively. While I do have some original characters (which I wouldn’t mind using!), I tend to go with canon characters instead. Here are my list of fandoms: * Danganronpa * Chainsaw Man * FNAF * Sonic * Monster High (yes really) * Cookie Run
and probably more that I haven’t yet mentioned. Just ask and I’ll list you more, or use an original character, if you prefer!
I tend to write for most rp genres EXCEPT medieval or high fantasy. I can write for romanc too, but I prefer slowburn and build up. I like seeing our characters get to know one another and grow closer because of it. Makes the relationship that much more rewarding, if that makes sense.
Oh! And I will say my timezone is CST, in case you need a general time reference. I don’t usually fall asleep until 11 PM-12 AM. Don’t be afraid to message me at any time though! I’m down for almost anything.

Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory

Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.

All Buyouts are listed in cash value.

KNIVES

★ Butterfly Knife Freehand FN #1, B/O: $2500

★ Butterfly Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $822

★ Butterfly Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $616

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★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth MW #1, B/O: $1300

★ Bayonet Autotronic FN, B/O: $1050

★ Bayonet Tiger Tooth MW, B/O: $629

★ Bayonet Bright Water FT, B/O: $326

★ Bayonet Safari Mesh BS, B/O: $233

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★ Karambit Lore FT, B/O: $1110

★ Karambit Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $840

★ Karambit Freehand MW, B/O: $784

★ Karambit Bright Water MW, B/O: $759

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★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1801

★ M9 Bayonet Fade FN, B/O: $1801

★ M9 Bayonet Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $751

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★ Nomad Knife Fade FN, B/O: $1156

★ Nomad Knife Slaughter MW, B/O: $544

★ Nomad Knife Blue Steel WW, B/O: $318

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★ Flip Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $646

★ Flip Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $574

★ Flip Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) MW, B/O: $552

★ Flip Knife Case Hardened FT, B/O: $257

★ Flip Knife Freehand FT, B/O: $255

★ StatTrak™ Flip Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $287

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★ Huntsman Knife Lore FN, B/O: $461

★ Huntsman Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $436

★ Huntsman Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $353

★ Huntsman Knife Autotronic FT, B/O: $212

★ Huntsman Knife Bright Water FT, B/O: $129

★ Huntsman Knife Forest DDPAT MW, B/O: $129

★ Huntsman Knife Forest DDPAT BS, B/O: $123

★ StatTrak™ Huntsman Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $127

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★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $375

★ Bowie Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $363

★ Bowie Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $269

★ Bowie Knife Crimson Web WW, B/O: $192

★ Bowie Knife Bright Water FN, B/O: $159

★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $126

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★ Stiletto Knife Slaughter FN, B/O: $616

★ Stiletto Knife Crimson Web FT, B/O: $412

★ StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Night Stripe FT, B/O: $227

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★ Falchion Knife Lore FT, B/O: $214

★ Falchion Knife Autotronic FT, B/O: $192

★ Falchion Knife Scorched WW, B/O: $105

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★ Survival Knife Crimson Web BS, B/O: $216

★ Survival Knife Case Hardened FT, B/O: $198

★ Survival Knife Scorched FT, B/O: $111

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★ Shadow Daggers Fade FN, B/O: $368

★ Shadow Daggers Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $228

★ Shadow Daggers, B/O: $201

★ Shadow Daggers Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $108

★ Shadow Daggers Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $105

★ Shadow Daggers Black Laminate FT, B/O: $99

★ Shadow Daggers Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $85

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★ Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1, B/O: $1700

★ Gut Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $223

★ Gut Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $203

★ Gut Knife Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $191

★ Gut Knife Case Hardened BS, B/O: $127

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★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199

★ Navaja Knife Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $199

★ Navaja Knife, B/O: $138

★ Navaja Knife Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $111

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★ Classic Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $146

★ StatTrak™ Classic Knife Stained BS, B/O: $168

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★ Ursus Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $476

★ Ursus Knife, B/O: $375

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★ Skeleton Knife, B/O: $1137

★ Talon Knife, B/O: $608

★ Paracord Knife, B/O: $305

★ Survival Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $97

GLOVES

★ Moto Gloves Transport MW, B/O: $204

★ Moto Gloves Polygon BS, B/O: $142

★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84

★ Moto Gloves Blood Pressure BS, B/O: $84

★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63

★ Moto Gloves 3rd Commando Company BS, B/O: $63

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★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono WW, B/O: $1215

★ Specialist Gloves Tiger Strike FT, B/O: $672

★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $305

★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander BS, B/O: $140

★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web BS, B/O: $137

★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot FT, B/O: $75

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★ Driver Gloves Crimson Weave FT, B/O: $359

★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid BS, B/O: $229

★ Driver Gloves Overtake BS, B/O: $77

★ Driver Gloves Racing Green FT, B/O: $48

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★ Sport Gloves Omega FT, B/O: $739

★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #2, B/O: $733

★ Sport Gloves Arid BS, B/O: $292

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★ Hand Wraps Giraffe MW, B/O: $212

★ Hand Wraps Leather FT, B/O: $160

★ Hand Wraps Desert Shamagh MW, B/O: $101

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★ Broken Fang Gloves Yellow-banded MW, B/O: $185

★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point FT, B/O: $67

★ Broken Fang Gloves Needle Point WW, B/O: $59

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★ Hydra Gloves Case Hardened BS, B/O: $65

★ Hydra Gloves Emerald FT, B/O: $65

★ Hydra Gloves Emerald BS, B/O: $62

WEAPONS

AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $130

AK-47 Bloodsport MW, B/O: $79

AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76

AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $76

AK-47 Bloodsport FT, B/O: $70

AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $60

StatTrak™ AK-47 Aquamarine Revenge FT, B/O: $72

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AWP Fade FN, B/O: $1039

AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139

AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $139

AWP Wildfire MW, B/O: $95

AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93

AWP BOOM MW, B/O: $93

AWP Duality FN, B/O: $81

AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79

AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $79

AWP Chromatic Aberration FN, B/O: $60

StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68

StatTrak™ AWP Hyper Beast FT, B/O: $68

StatTrak™ AWP Electric Hive FT, B/O: $55

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Desert Eagle Blaze FN, B/O: $623

Desert Eagle Emerald Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $241

Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81

Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81

Desert Eagle Cobalt Disruption FN, B/O: $81

Desert Eagle Printstream FT, B/O: $54

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M4A1-S Blue Phosphor FN, B/O: $434

StatTrak™ M4A1-S Bright Water MW, B/O: $55

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M4A4 Poseidon FN, B/O: $1465

M4A4 Asiimov BS, B/O: $55

M4A4 Hellfire MW, B/O: $50

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USP-S Kill Confirmed MW, B/O: $72

USP-S Printstream FT, B/O: $69

StatTrak™ USP-S Kill Confirmed FT, B/O: $139

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AUG Flame Jörmungandr FN, B/O: $234

P90 Run and Hide FT, B/O: $147

Five-SeveN Candy Apple FN, B/O: $61

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Yea... I was there when the invasion began.
It was so long ago, yet I remember it like it was yesterday. Back then, we only had to worry about nuclear hell fire destroying out species. A result of mad men acting like children with the perverbial big red button. Yet despite this, we tried to live our lives the best way we could. Just trying to survive our own petty struggles that came with day to day life.
Back then, I was just a huble taxi driver, driving about my city, just trying to make a honest living. Iwas actually in my cab when I saw the first ships break through the clouds and begin their attack. I could still remember the screams of people when they began to open fire, destroying building as if they were nothing but toys.
I didn't even know how I was able to escape that blood bath, all I could remember was jumping into my car and hitting the gas as hard as I could. It was just all a big blur, I could see people running as the first ships landed and began to deploy their troops. That's when I saw them... Big ugly bastards dressed in black armor and carrying weapons ....weapons they used on the fleeing people as they tried to get away.
I guess I was one of the lucky ones, cause I was able to get away and didn't stop driving until I reached the mountains. For the first two days, I wondered around the Forrest. I was too afraid to sleep, as I feared what ever those things were would find me. I could hear jets and other aircraft flying overhead, but I could see them through the trees.
It was on my third day however, I ended up being discovered by a group of soldiers as I walked along the road. I guess I must had been more exhausted than I thought, cause the next thing I knew, I was waking up in a hospital bed inside of a large tent filled with doctors and patients.
I could see both soldiers and regular people being treated for various types of injuries. I could hear the sounds of helicopters and vehicles coming from outside, while doctors and nurses did what they could.
Eventually, I found out the true extent of what was going on and I have to admit, I could not believe what I was hearing. I think I even chuckled a bit when I was told that actual aliens were invading the planet. But I soon realized that was all too real, as I the camp I was now in was across a river from another city. A city that was now in complete ruin and was still burning.
Apparently, similar scenes we're taking place all over the world, as more and more ships landed and deployed troops. They... Who ever THEY were, never announced who they were, but it soon became clear to us this was not just an invasion, it was a extermination. As they killed everything and everyone in their way, even if they tried to escape.
Obviously, we were not to keen on becoming extinct and we fought back.... We fought back hard. The nuclear powers unleased their arsenal on the "Invaders", numerous mushroom clouds rising into the air as ballistic and cruise missiles found their targets. I guess that the invaders were not expecting such a a response, as their ships proved to be no match for our rather "Primitive" nuclear weapons. But the fighting continued and eventually, I would end up volunteering with a group calling itself the "15th Volunteer Regiment."
I became a gunner on a old Patton Tank, something that the army pulled out of storage as the war continued. I could remember the first battle I took part in, a small town somewhere in western Texas. We were to go in to releave a detachment of Mexican Soldiers who has been trying to retake the town for the last month.
I could remember when I saw one of the Alien Mech Suits appeared and began to open fire. I could also remember just how I felt when I saw the bastard burst into flames after taking a HEAT round to it's chest. I didn't feel anything for who or what ever had being sinsude that contraption, they were monsters for what they had done and they all deserved to die. It was also during that time that I finally got a good look at just who had invaded.... They looked just like us! But they were completely bald with some kind of tattoo pattern on their heads with impossibly pale skin and eyes that were nothing but whites. Yet we still did not know their name or what they called themselves.
Eventually, North America was cleared and my unit was then sent south to help in the fighting in those regions. Again, I saw the death and destruction the invades had caused. I saw entire towns filled with bodies, many of whom had wounds that suggested they were trying to run away when they were killed. We fought our way down and eventually linked up with the Brazilians and took part in the Battle of the Plate.
For Fives years, we continued to fight. Eventually making it to Africa, southern Europe, the Middle East and finally India. The 15th was there and were were all hell bent on making those bastards pay. By then, the suits in the lab had managed to reverse engineer some of the weapons we that were captured and we were now using tanks with large Lazer cannons, attack aircraft with used some kind of.... Anti-gravity engines, we even had mech suits of our own. But for the 15th, we still used the old Pattons and even a few T-72 we were able to acquire when some Nigerians joined our group.
Then.... Came the Battle of Rangoon.... The last major battle of the war. The invaders had set up some kind of base Intelligence believed to be their main operations center. Once again, al nuclear strike was used to soften their defences and we began to advance. We didn't beat the bastards.... We slaughtered them.
Mexico City... Caracas.... Largos.... Nice.... We remembered.... We remembered what we saw and what they did. We were not going to give them the luxury of Mercy... They were going to pay for what they did.
Five days of absolute hell... But eventually we took the command base and by extension, ended the war. The Rangoon Base was their last stronghold on the planet and we destroyed it. The war was won, but at a heavy cost.
Two billion people were dead, the atmosphere was now heavily irradiated due to the use of nuclear weapons. There was a very real fear of famine due farm land bring destroyed due to the fighting. The next twenty years following the war were not easy, but eventually were were able to rebuild and with the Technology the Invaders left behind. But.... We were not done....
We knew that it could only be a matter of time before they came back and we might not be so lucky. So we began to build up our militaries once again and untied them to form the United Earth Defence Forces. The ships were captured, the few they were, became the basis for a new Space Navy. We soon began to build ships of our own, build bases on other planets and designed new weapons. We never found out the name of our would be attackers, but my people will not soon forget them. We want to find them and show them the true consiquences of their actions.
"So why are you telling me this, ambassador?"
Ever since we became part of the Galactic community, my government have been trying to find out who had attacked us. So far, we have ether been meet with silence or some vauge legend.
"But what purpose would getting revenge serve at this point?"
You would not be saying that if what happened to my people, happened to yours. There is one thing you need to know about my people.... We don't like it when others bully us and we will do everything in our power to hit back at those who hurt us. So ... Will your people help us?
"You humans are driven too much by you emotions."
It what got us through the War and the many skirmishes with your people. Need I remind you who supported your government during your civil war? You owe us.
"And if my government refuses to help?"
It's in their best interest that they do. So will you help us?
"I... Will speak with them when I return home."
You do that... We will speak later.

5 nights at aftons
4pm ,location aftons house,
Golden Freddy does a head turn to look right at Jack.” Who are you¨ Jack shouts across the room.freddy says nothing but still looks at him. Jack runs and runs as fast as he can spamming the elevator button for safety.lucky the door shuts just in time but something doesn't feel right to jack the elevator is not moving then he sees a blur an animatronic he sees but he doesn't know this one.the robot 12 ft high burt skull face razor sharp teeth and claws wires sticking out everywhere ¨who…… who ……… are you¨jack says the robot looks down at him and says ¨death jack death¨ all the sudden it attacks him biting ripping skin off him from the wires.but jack sees a logo that says afton enterprise.bleeding bad Jack escapes the elevator running out the door of the house the robot chasing him but wants he out the door the robot is flung back from something ¨hummmmmmmmm so they can't leave the house¨ jack says taunting the robot so called death.
Jack goes home to his apartment on the other side of town. When he gets home he treats the wounds trying not to scream in pain. And then he just lays down like that. Hoping nothing attacks him in his sleep.
¨hello¨ ¨ what did i do to you¨ ¨everything ̈ .errr errr errr ¨uhhhhh the pain.¨ Jack says looking at the alarm clock hitting snooze. getting out of bed jack turns on the lights to see his bandages came undone and his bed was covered in blood.later that morning jack went to the er to get stitches from the attack the nurse looks at him and says what happened to you jack just says ¨death¨ thats what happened the doctor stitches him up and sends him on his way when he drives by aftons house he sees death still waiting for him to come back in.¨not today he says¨ looking out the window.all the sudan his car exploded throwing jack in the air. Then Jack sees it land mines but why jack thinks to himself falling on the asphalt ¨i just got stitches know this¨jack screams.then he passes out.then he sees a boy getting hurt from fredy at a grand opening william shoving dead kids in the animatronics while wearing the spring trap costume then one drop of water hits the mask triggering the spinlocks crushing his body.jack wakes up to the sound of cop cars and ambulances.¨ Sir sir what happened¨ Jack just pointed at the house and said ¨him¨ the cops go over to the house while the paramedics put him in the ambulance.then cops start running from the house one cop being attacked calling for backup. Then the rest of the cops are dragged under ground by some strange mechanical tentacles.
¨what?¨ zoey says looking at jack¨is something wrong¨.jack says nothing but points behind her.zoey turns around but it's not there.”jack i think you need some rest”zoey says with a corsern face.”no no no i'm not going to sleep”jack says.but just then jack falls asleep to see he's in a room with one closet in front of him with 2 doors by it when he turns around he sees one bed behind him. he sits down waiting for something to happen. Just then he walks to one of the doors with the flashlight he just so happenly found by him. He opens the door to see if he hears or sees anything just then he hears something breathing. He turns on the flashlight to see a fredy with sharp teeth and a messed up body.Just then it runs at him terrified he quickly shuts the door and turns the flash light out. Then Freddy runs in the room and goes out the other door.he wakes up to his alarm which was for some reason set at 6 o'clock. Jack thinks nothing of it and turns on the TV to see the news is talking about the attack yesterday “police dragged under ground by strange tentacles after magor car crash”the headline said.jack didn't want to listen to it so he just turned the tv off.a few minutes later the nurse walks in and checks him out of the hospital.when zoey comes to pick him up he sees the same burnt bonnie he saw that night.when jack got in the car it was gone again.jack thought nothing of it and went on with his day.jack and zoey where trying to figure out where to finger lunch out when zoey says “how bout we go to fazbears pizzeria for lunch” as much as jack does not want to go back there he says “sure”.when they get settled in the restaurant jack sees a new chica.when the waitress comes up the order there food and talk awhile when the food comes out there's a $100 check that say your pay jack quickly takes it and stuffs it in his jacket before anyone notices.When jack and zoey leave the restaurant some guy gives jack a letter when jack gets home he reads the letter saying
Dear jack
I know about what happened with the animatronics that night so I'm giving you a second chance. So i need you to watch my house
willam afton
“Really this fool thinks i'm going to watch the house i almost died in no way”Jack says to him self.there was a knock at his door then when he opened the door it was the landlord “give me your keys you haven't paid rent for a week” he says. Jack doesn't know what to say so his mouth does it for him “5 more days and i'll have your money sir” the landlord responds with “fine but if you don't have the money i'm changing the lock” as he walks away.jack grabs his keys rights his will and goes to the house.when jack enters the house though it's different instead of being a run down dump it was beautiful marble staircase ,golden chandeliers, and instead of the robot death there was a butler at the door. When Jack went into the backyard there was a smoothie stand, a big clean pool and palm trees.william afton walks out and then shows jack the security room. There were 5 flat screen TVs for each part of the house. There were also vent cameras if he pressed shift on the keyboard.the door had 5 layers of plexi glass in case something happened .then willam showed him a secret room with a bed tv bathroom and a fridge full of hot pockets and corn on blue.soon willam left and jacks shift started to be continued.Knock knock knock jack herer at the plexiglass door jack looks to see who it is to see the butler when jack opens the door he is offered a beverage from the butler.jack kindly accept it and looks at the camera “nothing strange yet”jack thinks to himself as he takes a sip of his drink.7 o'clock hits so jack locks the door and takes a nap planning to wake up at 12.the time comes and jack gets up but before he goes in the other room he warms up some hot pockets. When Jack looks at the cameras he sees a shadow of the bonni.jack keeps the door lock just in case if something happens when he looks out the door he sees the skeleton robot waiting for it to open.``really i thought this guy was gone” jack thinks to himself when he sees the same chicka he destroyed at the pizzeria rolling around on a skateboard. Then he sees the thing he fears the most: the burnt bonnie at the door jack almost spilt his drink on him he was so scared.then he goes in his room grabs the sheet of his bed and the roll of tape off the table. Jack puts the sheet on the plexiglass door just to keep him calm during the job.Painting Jack takes a sip of his drink. 4 o'clock 5 o'clock 6 o'clock confetti covers the floor. Good job the camera says you completed your 1st night.when jack takes down the sheet to see if the robot was still there it was gone when he checked every room in the house there were no more robots.with relief jack goes in his room to take a napThe rest of the day Jack sits by the pool drinking smoothies and eating pineapple.his watch goes off 5 o'clock 5 o'clock Jack turns it off and heads inside.when he gets to his room he locks the door and takes a nap. When 7 hits he goes in the other room puts the sheet on the door and watches tick tock on his phone waiting for 6 o'clock when he hears something crawling through the vents jack grabs the nearby ax and waits when the creature comes through the vent he swings when he hears “patron sir are you trying to kill the buttlar” the vent opened and the buttlar stuck his head out and started to come in.”wait how do i know you're actually the butler you could just be a robot”jack says “i have no proof but i also trust you” the buttlar says,the buttlar comes in with a duffle bag.soda,chips,tablets,rubix cubes,and pizza.”dude how much stuff did you bring” jack says “enuf to last the rest of the week”.few hours go by and more confetti covers the floor.congrats the screen says you survived night 2.”this is only going to get harder”jack says plugging in the devices.”there's going to be more of them soon”the buttlar says. “My name's jack”jack says “brysan” the buttlar says sticking out his hand “Knock knock KNock” here at the door.the butler slowly lifts the sheet then braysan jumps back.”what is it?” Jack says looking terrified, brayson says “a…….a……..burnt bonnie suit”.”thank lord im not the only one who sees him”jack says.then the door falls on the ground leaving the sheet up still though.”quick in the vents!”brayson hollers. They quickly throw everything in the duffle bag and climb in.then they see the burnt bonnie suit walking around trying to find them then it says “jack come out” then it hits jack the voice the robot everywhere it was afton.the whole time how did he not figure that out he thinks to himself crawling through the vents.then braysan is gone “braysan!”Jack hollers, then something grabs him,“ahhh!” Jack screams trying to get the grip off then he sees it is just a robotic hand then it pulls him looking at the hand again he sees its covered in blue fur. When the arm stops dragging him he sees himself in the old axols bbq that had been closed for a while after an unknown accident.he sees the old rusted robot suits and stays away from them in case they were dangerous too.jack sees a door with a blood lock (which would require him to give it blood to open) he bangs on the door for help but nothing happens.jack walks over to the old robots to see they had many malfunctions then out of nowhere one turns on and starts singing.then the blood lock door opens and he sees a tall figure who pulls him in. In the room Jack sees braysan in the corner with a bottle of water and bandaging.”What happened to you?” Jack asks, looking terrified at braysan. “The alligator thing got me” he says.jack looks at the man and says “who are you” “names cael i'm the owner of here” jack sits down and starts eating his room tempetar smushed corn on blue from the security room.”how do we get out of here” brayson say “you can't” cael respondes.”the only way in and out are the vents but somethings in there and it doesn't want us leaving” cael says. In the corner of the room jack see vials with things like ink,wood,blue fur,piece of cloth,and metal scraps.”what's that” jack ask “things i got from other areas” says cael.”what do you mean” braysan ask.”have you heard of the backrooms if so it's kinda like that accept more monsters so far i encounter killer dolls animatronics a murder ink monster and old person zombie”but i can't get past the doll.”i think i know who made this world besides you” jack says “what do you mean” cael says “i mean william afton made this nightmare world i saw him he has the burnt bonnie suite on he wants to kill all of us do you understand!” jack hallers. “That's it i'm taking a walk” cael says.when the door closes jack hears a loud slam in the wall and then a few swear word.jack rushes out side with the ax to see caels arm has been ripped off by axol.jack gats cael back in the room and bandages it up.”OK NEW RULE YALL NO GOING OUT ALONE”braysan.Then they hear a sound outside like a blade scraping metal then the door opens.Jack,cael,and braysan stand up fast to fight.then they see a person with 2 swords and one robot arm in his hand.jack looks up in shock and says “I thought i killed you” “what” the person says “i hit you with my car 5 months ago” jack says “that was you” “yes” “then you'll die” the person runs towards jack with both swords by his sides .before he can hit jack cael stops him with the ax and says”he's a survivor he can help us find the way out so lets not kill each other” the person looks and looks angrily and says “fine he can live but one wrong move and he's dead got it” “what's your name” jack ask “orion” “Orion cannon”orion says sitting down with axols arm attaching it to cael with the remaining muscles and bone left when he's done the arm works how cael needs it to like a normal arm.when he gets up he grabs a pull string bag and canteen while putting food in the bag jack ask “what are you doing” “going back to level 3 there's been crying in there for a while trying to find where its coming from” orion says “but what if there's more robots” jack says “dont worry theres not just killing toys like this big blue one and a pink a big spider and lots more” orion answers “but how do you get there” braysan ask “the vents” “then we should all go” jack says “why you have a death wish or something” orion says ¨yes yes i do¨ jack says ¨after all i survived i'm sure i should live till we escape ¨ ¨fine let's go then we got to be back by 8 or were dead¨orion says.they climb up in the vents and start crawling to the next level when they get out they see a abandoned toy factory and here crying¨where is that coming from¨cael ask ¨that's the thing there's no human life here¨orion says. After awhile of walking the floor fell in on cael dropping him straight down when every one checks to see if he alive they hear ¨y'all come down hear and bring flashlights¨ so orion past out flashlights and they all jumped down when they landed they turned on the flash lights to see a girl with ripped up clothes and cuts all over her “Who are you” the girl says looking terrified “orion,jack,cael,braysan.”orion says staring the girl down “were looking for survivors”cael quickly says looking rather nervous “and who are you” braysan says “gabby”the girl says.”ok well you can join us we have food and soda”cael said.”thanks but i'm good”gabby said getting up.orion quickly pulled a sword from his bag and gave it to gabby “how many of those things do you even have”braysan said in shock “about 50 at least” orion said “yall we need to get going we don't have long till it comes out” gabby says “till what comes out” cale says “the spider”gabby said “wait what does it look like”jack says “its pink 4 arms and is plastic”gabby says “kind of like the toy from when i was a kid mommy long legs” braysan replies.”well if that's the thing we need to leave”orion says.”where are you children” a voice says. “RUN!” gabby hallers. The group runs straight to the vent climbing as fast as they can. Eventually they get back to base.”welp we're screwed” jack says “sissy”orion says.”ill show u a sissy after i kick your” “stop!” ceal says “if were going to survive we need to get along last thing we need is orion skinning jack” “so you're saying i'm too weak to beat him in a fight” jack says in anger “no i'm just saying orion will cut your head off your body and cook u over a fire faster than u can say a word” cale says back “know what this is stupid i'm leaving” jack says walking out “well should we remind him of the robots”braysan says “maybe later” gabby responds later y=the group hears bloody scream from outside “orion” cale says “go save him before he bleeds out” “fine but i don't want to” orion responds but when orion walks out he sees its just a cat “O my god your scared of a cat” orion says laffing taking jack back in the room.letter orion tells everyone how jack was scared of the cat.then they get some rest.that morning when they realize jack was gone.”we can't let him die!” gabby says “yes we can we just don't look for him “ orion says “one more negative comet about jack and you'll look for him yourself” cael says in anger.when the group gets there gear ready they head outside when they climb in the vent there was lots of blue fir and blood terrified they followed it.when they got to the end of the trail they see a drop out of the vent when they got out they saw they were in a old studio everything though was black and white and ink was everywhere. After looking around for a while they found bacon soup and a poster that said wilson the slayer of the ink demon.”¨ahh!What was that? ``Cale said, jumping back.''what do you mean"Orion responds "something just ran past my legs".Then a black goo spider jumped at gaby 'get off me! Get it off me!"she screamed "calm down "orion said, cutting it in half with a sword.then the black goo on the floor disintegrated.''wow what was that"braysan said, amazed. "Proof that we were not alone"cale said.``well then let's find the mastermind behind it"braysan said.``bet it's afton"Orion said.after a while of exploring they heard a sound it was laughing not from something funny just laughing like a crazy person. When they looked around the corner they saw jack on the floor in a ball laughing nonstop “we need to get him out of here” cale said slowly going towards jack but then an animatronic face opened up and started screaming at them “that's not jack”bryson said “ya this place must be here to scare and confuse us we need to go back to the shelter before we all go crazy” the group started heading back to the shelter when they cot to the shelter they all got food and went to sleep.``Thump!” what was that gabby said getting out of bed just to see no one was there where did they go gaby touht getting on a jacket heading out just to see all their bodys dead on the floor with jack and some burt rabbit suit standing next to him then she woke up “so should we go back to the mall again to find jack or to the mansion” they heard orion saying “we shouldn't look for jack” gabby said “why” cael responded “this dream i had yalls dead bodys were piled up outside and he was standing there with a burnt rabbit suit next to him” gabby said “i saw that rabbit suit at the mansion he tried to get in the room with us” bryson said.``then we should go do the mansion” cael said packing extra materials in his bag “maybe we could find who is in that rabbit suit” orion said. The group eventually got to the mansion and started exploring they saw the room in shreds the bed was ripped up the tvs ripped off the wall and claw marks in the wall the group headed down stairs and saw a body not anybody a child's body when they got closer the saw it was crying orion pulled his sword out and ask her “what's wrong are you hurt” the little kid said “he's coming” then they saw a burt rabbit suit standing where the kid was. The burt rabbit suit just tilted his head and started waveying at them then they saw jack. Jack was covered in blood with a knife in his hand smiling not like he was happy but like he was crazy then gabby screamed the group looked over and saw the kid dead on the floor with blood oozing out of it. “You monster” Orion said, pulling out a sword and taking a slash the head came off the suit just for them to realize that wasn't the real suit. Jack then charged at Orion with the knife Orion then stabbed him with a sword in the leg making him go to the ground. The group fled while hearing Jack scream in pain “we can't just leave him there” gabby said terrified as they ran “yes we can he just tried to murder us and he killed a child and he's not going to die just be in pain for a while” orion said. When the group got back to the base they all went to sleep.the next morning they woke up and got ready soon they went back to the mansion to see if jack was still there but he was not but the sword was on the ground covered in a green substance. Cael put the substance in a beaker and back in his bag. They headed back and tested what the substance was. It would only respond to heat by trying to get out.”I don't think that was jack you stabbed Orion” cael said. “What do you mean it was his face his body how” orion responded. This substance is alive and we saw the bunny suit was fake so what if jack was fake” cael said. “That makes science” gabby said. Then orion slashed the wall the substance ozzed out of it. “This is all fake” Orion screamed “all of it is”. “Calm down orion there must be a reason” then jack walked through the door fast orion stabbed him in the throat more of the substance oozing out of it and jack smiled before turning into a pile of the green substance. The ozz started crawling away

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ARCANA WILDCRAFT & CRAVES
Come to Me / A compelling seduction of glittering Calabrian bergamot, Atlas cedarwood, fragrant ylang ylang blossoms, red rose petals, rich honey, sugared cardamom, citrusy yellow amber, ivory patchouli, and spruce musk. / Full into neck, $24
Estella / Quietly stunning ambre blanc and vanilla bean with a kiss of cognac. / Full into neck, $20
Pumpkins Crave Black Swallowers / Darkly smoldering incense billowing from a brass censer, clove cigarettes, brittle shards of wood, warm pumpkin spiked with nutmeg, a shot of French cognac, a curl of Ceylon cinnamon, and a twist of tobacco. / BNNU, $18
Snow Witch: Embers / The cozy scents of a winter witch's cottage hearth. Rich, sticky caramel, smoky Japanese Hiba wood, warm cardamom, and pink Himalayan salt. / Full into neck, $24
Sting / Amber resin, sticky beeswax, massoia, black coconut, and cubeb. / Full into neck, $23
Sugar / An ode to affectionate nicknames. French vanilla ice cream, sweet cardamom, a tincture of Pacific sea salt, dark Tahitian vanilla, and wild harvested pine sap. / Full into neck, $22
Touch / Golden honey on warm skin, soft brown leather, a baby lambswool sweater, floating layers of sheer silk, grey musk, and lightly smoked sap-frosted woods. / Full into neck, $22
Vanilla Craves Aurora / Richly roasted coffee beans, fluffy morning clouds, a dawn-pink sky, gently aged vanilla absolute, and sweet Mexican vanilla extract. / BNNU, $18
Winter Malaise / A carb-laden base of syrupy sweet mango and thick, rich vanilla is prodded with cinnamon, clove, black anise, and iron-distilled patchouli. / Full into neck, $24
ASTRID PERFUME
At the Diner After Rocky / Blueberry pancakes with blueberry syrup and maple syrup. / Full to shoulder with tiny dip, $20
Caramel Popcorn / Buttery, salted popcorn tossed in caramel. / Bubble at shoulder, $23.50
Gingerbread Latte / FS, $22
Jellybean / FS, $24
Vesta’s Orchard / Red Bartlett pears, peach, gingerbread, tangerine, smoked honey, white musk, pumpkin, and rosemary. / FS, $20
Trinkets & Feathers / Sugared sage, oud, jasmine, incense, apple, melon, juniper, and nutmeg. / FS, $20
BPAL
Buck Moon 2021 / Buck Moon is an animalistic, deep scent: an amplification of one’s natural musk coupled with forest herbs, pine pitch, smoky birch tar, cedar berries, dew-kissed juniper, amber moss, deer fur, a hint of clear, warm evening air and a crystalline spark of lunar oil. / A smidge above shoulder, $20
Cherry Wine / Full slightly above shoulder, $25
Dark Chocolate and Dried Red Fruits / Small dip at shoulder, $20
Doom Cake / A drug-induced vision of grabby, gore-slicked tentacles erupting from a facade of thick buttercream and lemon sponge soaked in cherry-flavored goo. / Full slightly above shoulder, $26
Disembodied Malevolent Laughter / A distorted, cacophonous, and mirthless chortle: a hollow rumble of dark resins that rises into a shrieking crescendo of icy wine grape, white musk, and white lemon. / Halfway between TOL and shoulder, $20
Einzelne Häuser (Häuser mit Bergen) / Charred yellow sandalwood, dry bourbon vanilla, terebinth, pine pitch, and red musk. / Full to slightly above TOS, $24
Harvest Love Potion / An attraction and sensuality blend that is delightfully camouflaged as a perfume. Autumn romance personified, infused with the comfort of fall leaves and apple pulp, cacao, 7-year aged patchouli, vanilla absolute, benzoin, cubeb berries, and rose absolute. / Half full, $15
Harvest Moon 2021 / This year’s Harvest Moon is a swirl of late-autumn leaves surrounding the last stone fruits of summer. / Full into neck, $20
Honey Babka / Laminated dough topped with sugar syrup and streusel. / Dip at shoulder, $20
Kon Kurabe Tama No Ase / Marzipan and buttercream with cinnamon, pistachio milk, vanilla custard, and clove. / Full slightly into neck, $25
Juicebox / Chocolate honey cakes with hazelnut and ripe figs. / Halfway between shoulder and TOL, $25
Pumpkin Dust 2021 / Shavings of white pumpkin rind and honey powder. / A smidge above TOL, $20
Sugar Cookies and a Popcorn Garland / Full slightly into neck, $25
Sugar Cookie Snake Oil / The sexiest cookie in town. / Full about halfway between TOS and TOL, $28
Sugar Cookie Satyr / Sugar cookies crumbled over a feral, woodland musk. / Tiny dip at shoulder, $28
V’al Hanissim 2021 / Lord, deliver the wicked into the hands of the righteous: beeswax glowing softly amber. / Full to TOS, $28
XXX Means Kisses / A rare portrait of innocence and integrity amidst the corruption of Caligari’s asylum. Tart hibiscus, skin musk, shea, and the faintest whiff of nicotine. / Full slightly above shoulder, $26
MoonaLisa/MooScents
Halloween Hayride / Harvest hay, bonfires and dried leaves mix with amber, smoky sandalwood, and musk. In the distance, you are anxious to get back to the circle with the promise of roasted marshmallows, and other sugary seasonal treats! / FS, $14
Holiday Moxie / We've all been there!! Seasonal Yuletide greetings, Mall Santas, employee parties! The scent of freshly-cut Christmas trees, steaming mugs of apple cider, orange peels, cinnamon sticks and clove! Candy Canes, and hot sticky Santas’ laps, and the faint smell of booze!! All with a touch of smoky oud!!! / FS, $14
Jawbreaker /Caramel, Pumpkin Crunch, Carrot Cake and Pecan Praline combo- OUCH! / FS, $14
Pumpkin Batter / Scrumptious toasty bread, pumpkin puree, warm Autumn spices, vanilla frosting, creamy caramel and juicy raisins / FS, $14
NAVA
Bassima / Creamy Coconut with subtle butter and warm sugar, subtle nutmeg and fig mingle within. / FS, $22
Ian’s Terrific Spiced Sugar Cookie / Sugar Butter Cookie, Spices of Chai tea (clove, nutmeg, allspice, white cinnamon), Gingerbread accord, Fresh shaved Ginger, Baked Ginger Cookie accord and Vanilla bean absolute / Slightly above TOS, $24
RS Lavan / Italian Lavender, French Lavender, Moonstone (Studio Limited Vanilla) absolute, Bourbon Vanille (Studio Limited Vanilla) absolute aged with black French Vanilla beans, Mallow root extract, Blend of four Sandalwoods aged in oak barrel for this blend; Santalum, White Sandalwood, Bourbon Sandalwood and Indian Sandalwood blended beautifully with Madagascar and Tahitian Vanilla beans. / FS, $33
RS Vanilla / Sandalwood Absolute, Vanilla Bean Liqueur, Madagascar Vanilla whole, rich Indian Sandalwood chips, soft white clove essence blended with Green Cardamom, Cedarwood, Irish Moss accord, Amber blend of labdanum and benzoin with NA aged Santalum Sandalwood in a bourbon Oakwood barrel. / FS, $35
Santasaurus ’22 / Sugar Cookies accord, Madagascar Vanilla Bean Frosting, Bastet’s Cookie Musk accord, Colombian Coffee organic extraction, Toasted Hazelnut, Molasses, Cinnamon Sugar, Snickerdoodle accord and Vanilla Bean paste. / Full to TOS, $25
Sweetgrass Musk / Organic Nevada Sweetgrass, Bastet Amber, eNVie saphir and sensual skin musk made from soft white floral blend of Tuberose, Mallow, Angelica, Musk Flower, and White Lily all blended beautifully into Bastet's Musk base. *Nevada Sweetgrass has a natural Citrus note. / FS, $30
The Height of Love / Warmed Vanilla Marshmallows, Crystalline, Bastet’s Ice Cream, Pink Sugar and White Clove. / Dip at shoulder, $22
POSSETS
Calorie Neutralizer / Light clove and heavy sugar with a great sheet of the most buttery of toffee on top. / FS, $15
Clara’s Party from the Nutcracker / Black musk, Arabian frankincense, 3 golden ambers, very spicy gingerbread, and a goodly shot of black tea. / FS, $15
Divine Clockwork / A cool vanilla mint and warm bitter chocolate become more than just a marriage of great foodie combinations. / FS, $15
Pauline / The most comforting and lovely aspects of fall wrapped up in one fragrance is Pauline. She smells of chrysanthemums and coffee, the earth and the outdoors with the dried leaves and when the world is wrapping itself up for a long winter's snooze. / FS, $15
Ribbands / The tea room smelled so delightfully of all things festive and good. Big hit every year and back again in the very same form. Foody, fruity, gourmand. / FS, $15
SOLSTICE SCENTS
Gibbon’s Mischief Night / The main notes are sugar cookies with vanilla frosting, white chocolate covered popcorn, lightly toasted marshmallows rolled in graham cracker dust within the atmosphere of Gibbon’s Boarding School (Dusty Wooden Desks, Paper, Carefully Hidden Tobacco Pouch, Dying Fire, Dried Leaves, Leather Chairs, Autumn Breeze) and a touch of bourbon, pear brandy and cream soda. / FS, $17
Pumpkin Spice Latte / This caffeinated concoction starts with fresh roasted pumpkin spice coffee ground and brewed as an espresso. Monin Gingerbread syrup, frothy steamed milk and fresh made gingerbread whipped cream dusted with cinnamon and freshly grated nutmeg complete it. / FS, $16.50

I’ve been testing these on and off since I first received them back in mid-April - I will note that ⅚ of these have remained consistent since I first sampled them a day after receiving them.
As a short note, I prefer fresh and clean scents and tend to dislike “darker” (smoke, incense, leather, etc.) and heavier (extreme florals, extreme gourmands, anything headache inducing) scents. My skin tends to hella amp sweet notes (BR540 is straight candy on me) so what’s too sweet on me may be fine for you!
Aelfscyne – White amber, Meadowsweet, Wood hyacinth, Lonicera, Cashmere wood, Green Tea

• This is the only one that changed with aging - initially, this opened with extremely heady white florals (reminiscent of Amouage Honour Woman) with some stanky/muskiness that reminds me of an older designer fragrance that escapes me at the moment. After 2 weeks, the florals are nowhere to be seen in the opening - instead, I get softly musky (and kinda funky) woods that give way to a softer version of the earlier white florals. I think it’s super cool how the top and mid notes swapped with aging! I will put a “Headache Warning” for this one - the florals can be a bit overwhelming if you’re sensitive to that. Above average projection, average longevity (3-4 hours)
• 🌼 3.5/5, while this is well crafted and one is my favorite out of the sample pack, the white florals are a teeny bit too generic for me to fullsize.

Fireflies in the Garden - Honeysuckle, Buttonbush, Summersweet, Holboellia, Fresh cut clovergrass

• If someone made a hard candy that was grass and red flavored, this is what it would taste like. Red is a flavor, right?? There’s an overwhelming sweetness (from the honeysuckle?) that mingles with a green, sweet grassiness. It feels like a perfumer’s interpretation of the sweetness of freshly cut grass. Average projection, shorter-than-average (2-3 hours) longevity.
• 🍬 2/5, I was hoping for a more realistic grassiness but got candy instead!

Lilacs Along the Winding Drive Perfume - Fresh Lilacs, Spring Rain, Late Violets, Dry Stone

• This has the same “red hard candy” sweetness from Fireflies in the Garden - not sure if this is Alkemia’s “sweet floral” note? I don’t get any lilacs, rain, or stone, just vaguely floral sweetness.
• 🍭1.5/5, while not outright offensive, where are the lilacs?? While this was the free sample in my order, I considered including this in my pack because it sounds right up my alley.

Kintsurukoi – Japanese musk, silk tree flowers, Kyoto roses, yuzu, white floral aldehydes

• This is purely powdery florals on me that is very reminiscent of bathroom air freshener in the opening, no yuzu in sight. Eventually it settles into an elegant woman’s pressing powder and gives me a fairly vintage/mature vibe. Fairly low projection, shorter-than-average (2-3 hours) longevity.
• 💅 2/5, I think it’s a well-done powder fragrance, just not my thing.

Koi no Yokan – Plum Blossom, Lotus, Lily of the Valley, Cedar, Black Currant, and Tamarind

• Verrrry soft yellow florals - for some reason it feels like a “fall florals” vibe if that makes sense? Not fall in the Halloween/witchy sense, but they're not as bright/vibrant as spring/summer florals tend to be. The tamarind adds a very faint tangy note for interest. If Kintsurukoi is an elegant woman’s pressing powder, Koi no Yokan would be an elegant woman’s shampoo (without being soapy). Again, fairly low projection and shorter-than-average longevity.
• 🍂 3/5, I wouldn’t FS it but I’ll save my sample for when the weather cools.

Taste of Rain – Vernal chypre, Silver rain, Green ivy, Holy basil, Lilacs, Moss, Wisteria

• I don’t get any of the chypre, lilacs, or wisteria – this opens with a cool cucumber melon-like aquatic with short-lived minty herbal hit from the holy basil. As it dries, it turns into a heavy aquatic note for a fleeting moment but lapses back into the lighter cucumber melon-y aquatic note afterwards with a few hints of greenness. Average projection and medium (3-4 hours) longevity.
• ☔3/5, I’m not big on aquatics but I think this is well done, if not generic.

Overall, I’m impressed with Alkemia - I’ve placed a second order of samples because while I didn’t love any of my initial choices, I still liked them. I understand now why many people recommend them to indie newbies coming from the designeniche world - many of these have the same perfumey feel!
TL;DR - many likes, no loves 😔 but not giving up

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Memory transcription subject: Slanek, Venlil Space Corps
Date [standardized human time]: January 16, 2137
The infected predators were whisked out of the research station, and away from the Battle of Mileau to be isolated in quarantine. The Kolshians had been holding the inner sanctum of the system, since the human fleet was mainly composed of Duerten allies. With the goal of a cured Terran race making itself evident, sending rescue teams for the Dossur prisoners was inadvisable. That would need to await proper biohazard gear, which would take days, if not weeks, to arrive.
Earth was making preparations for itself and its colonies to counter “bioterrorist” measures. Marcel wanted nothing to do with me, during our ride to the quarantine station. The cured humans would be kept isolated for study, until they determined whether the disease was communicable. Initial observations didn’t suggest transmissibility through close contact, though it wasn’t clear if other means could spread the virus. All of us relinquished blood samples for a scientist team to peruse.
Tests were run to determine the extent of the allergic reactions, and doctors came prepared to treat anaphylaxis. My bloodwork was the only one that came back allergen-free; it had been determined that the human-tailored bioweapon couldn’t cross the species border to other sapients. As such, I didn’t have to worry about any modifications to my genome, and I was free to leave at any time. The medical staff became primarily Zurulian too, after this development was confirmed.
Nobody has brought up my execution of the Kolshian prisoner, but it’s a matter of time. Has Marcel not been feeling well enough to raise the alarm?
Concern for the redhead was the reason I hadn’t vacated the facility; no matter what, having him in this situation strained my heart. I wandered up to a Zurulian medic, who was conversing with a human in biohazard gear. The quadruped swiveled around, and his face jogged some faint recognition in my mind. Had I seen this individual before? No, what mattered was discovering how Marcel was holding up, since my…former best friend wouldn’t speak to me.
“Slanek!” the Zurulian announced. “Just the Venlil I was hoping to find. When I heard you and Marcel were among the infected, I had to come.”
I leaned my head back. “We do know each other. You were there, at the battle of Earth. Helping to save his family. Your name is…”
“Wilen. You might remember my wife, Fraysa, too. We wound up living on Earth after the war, sharing notes on human and alien physiology with top experts.”
Fraysa ducked out from within a cabinet. “The Zurulian exchange program was a great way to get to learn what the predators are really like! They don’t deserve this. I understand how close you were with your human, Slanek. Mine is into gardening—gardening, for fun! A predator.”
I don’t give a shit. We met for about an hour, months ago; we’re not friends.
“Cool.” My tail twitched with irritation. “Could you guys tell me how Marcel is doing?”
Wilen squinted. “You haven’t asked him yourself?”
“Oh, of course I have! I just mean from a doctor’s perspective—what’s going on biologically. I’m worried, and I wouldn’t want to ask in front of him. You might not be as straightforward if it’s bad news.”
“Walk with me. I have to deliver these fever-reducing medicines to the sick ones,” Fraysa replied. “The short version is, the virus inserts DNA into the human genome, which induces desired immune reactions to specific meat-based proteins and enzymes. The severity varies from person to person.”
Wilen trotted after his wife. “I was just talking about Marcel’s bloodwork; I want to help him. What Fraysa is saying, is that some humans may only react severely to meat and egg foods. Others are more sensitive to lesser things they eat, like animal lactation, boiled animal tendons in gummies, or even things they wear like cured hides.”
“They put what in gummies?!” I shrieked.
“I thought you knew.”
“Forget it, Doctor. How does this relate to Marcel?”
“Marcel’s blood shows signs of an especially sensitive reaction,” Fraysa commented. “It could be because he’s vegetarian, so some of the proteins are particularly foreign to his body.”
Wilen pawed at a semi-circular ear. “I’m sure you don’t like to think this about your friend, but predatory items pervade human culture, far beyond diet. His furniture and his clothes are probably animal-sourced. Their medicine, a nurturing field by definition, is no longer safe to him; he won’t be able to get egg-based vaccines. I was informed by a human colleague that even cosmetics for dry skin and shoe polish might be off-limits.”
“Treatments for dry skin trigger the cure?” I blinked in confusion, unable to believe the predatory items ran that deep with my human. “Why?”
“Because of a wool grease called lanolin. Look, he’s going to need to be very careful. Our simulations suggest extreme cases like Marcel can’t even breathe the vapors of cooking meat, without triggering anaphylaxis.”
Fraysa slipped a pill packet under a door. “Wilen and I were shocked, realizing how deep hunting runs in the fabric of human society; it’s almost better not to know. What do you think should be done, dear?”
“I think it might be best for Marcel to live on a Federation world, if he needs to avoid animal products altogether. Maybe you could offer to take him in, Slanek, on Venlil Prime?”
My legs locked up, and left me unable to follow the Zurulian medics. Wilen and Fraysa whirled around, noting the shock on my features. Since Marcel didn’t consume meat in the first place, I figured the cure wouldn’t affect his daily life at all. It was within my knowledge that he ate some “animal products”, such as the revolting lactation juice Wilen mentioned, but I figured those could be cut out of a diet too. It wouldn’t be that big of an adjustment, given that my human already avoided them around me.
But now, I realized something as simple as his slick couch, in his Earthly home, would induce the allergic reaction. Marcel couldn’t go to social events with other humans, if breathing in the scent of flesh would place him in jeopardy. That would’ve precluded hanging out around Tyler, or being in the service at all! The vegetarian’s military days were over; it didn’t seem fair that his ordinary life was ruined too. Shit, if he got sick, he couldn’t seek some treatments at a Terran hospital anymore.
Poor Marcel will have to think of every little thing, as small as treating chapped lips in the winter. If he stays on his world, I don’t know how he can go out in public without risk…but he certainly doesn’t want to live with me.
I pinned my ears back, searching for an excuse. “Marcel has family on Earth. He has a life there!”
“It will be…difficult, for his predator relatives and friends to accommodate him. They’d need to be very cognizant,” Wilen said. “I’m not pressuring you to do anything you don’t want to. But if you care about him, you need to tell him what staying on Earth means for him.”
“He could wear some breathing mask…and a contact suit?”
Fraysa scrunched her nose. “Maybe, but does he want to do that every day of his life? It’s a rough situation. Though there is good news, Slanek.”
“What, that he’s not dead?!”
“I’m sorry you’re so upset. But the good news is, for the air-transmission version, there might be hope of reversing the cure in the near future. The humans have their own gene-splicing systems, such as CRISPR. This incident helps them understand the general principles of what the cure adds, so it might help them identify unnatural edits in other species too.”
“I don’t care about other species! They don’t want it undone, I can fucking tell you that. Marcel does!”
“Well, the humans might be able to undo his gene edits, with proper study. If he chooses to stay away from Earth, it might only be for a little while. His normal life might be restored in a few years…maybe months. Terrans are quick studies.”
Hearing that the predators could figure out a reversal, without outside assistance, alleviated my guilt for killing Navarus. Clearly, we didn’t need any of the prisoners alive to undo the damage. Besides, there were more captives, like the scientist my friend had brought in, who could provide the information Earth sought. That demonic Kolshian, who laughed at the idea of destroying Terran culture, deserved a bullet to the head. Marcel was unreasonable, but other humans might be more rational. Maybe I was fretting over one man’s skewed morality.
I chewed on what the Zurulian doctors imparted. “You qualified the hope of reversing the cure as being for the airborne version. Does that mean the other humans, from the research station, are incurable?”
“We didn’t say that, but the injected-serum is much harder to cure,” Wilen proclaimed. “I think that’s why the Kolshians favor that method, when given a choice. They transmit the virus directly into the bloodstream, and also inject certain proteins and enzymes into the skin…to spark allergies the old-fashioned way.”
“I see. So they’re permanent herbivores.”
“Permanent’s a strong word, Slanek. Curing the genetic side would prevent the disease from being passed to offspring, at least.”
Fraysa flicked her ears. “Besides, I expect you would know, as a vegetarian’s friend, even if those people are eating grass…humans are still violent predators. The Kolshians succeeded in pissing them off, not gentling them.”
“Right! What makes them human is that they’re insane,” Wilen remarked. “So, my Venlil buddy, are you able to break the news to Marcel for us? He deserves to know right away, and it would be better coming from you. A friend.”
“Well.” My throat clammed up with guilt, not wanting to reveal our relationship’s dire straits. Selfishly, all I wanted was to see and comfort Marcel during this revelation; I could brainstorm a plan to ease my entry into his room. “Yes. I’ll tell him.”
“Excellent! Well, his door is right here; I’ll leave you to the unpleasantries.”
My eyes widened with alarm, as the Zurulians pushed me through a plastic isolation flap. It hadn’t occurred to me that the conversation’s timetable would be accelerated; I hadn’t realized we were walking past Marcel’s room, while I was distracted worrying about him. Wilen and Fraysa watched with expectancy, giving encouraging ear flicks. Nausea twirled in my belly, as I didn’t dare explain what happened between us.
My paw issued a tentative knock, before I twisted open the sealed door. The red-haired predator studied me with lethargic eyes, perspiration lining his skin. He shifted on the bed, and curled his lip with displeasure. A booming cough racked his body, causing him to fall back against the pillow. A pitcher of water had been nearly drained; he hadn’t been able to get up to refill it at the filtration sink.
“Hi Marc,” I offered.
A low groan came from his mouth. “Go…away.”
“Please, let me get you some water. I can’t leave you like this.”
I scurried over to the pitcher, feeling my heart rate hit an all-time high. Chiding myself not to drop the glass and look like more of a fool, I carted it over to the spout. The water filled the jug with the speed of molasses, and my tail swished across the floor with impatience. Temptation overtook me, so I risked a glance at Marcel. The human’s face looked puffy; it was clear his immune system was in overdrive.
I wish that I could curl up next to him, and make him feel better. I miss having such a wonderful friend.
Those hazel eyes struggled to stay focused on me, which caused sympathy to tug at my heart. I balanced the full pitcher with new determination, pressing it to his lips. The rift between us felt palpable, as Marcel reluctantly accepted the hydration for his own sake. Even in his discombobulated state, I could see that he hadn’t forgotten what I did. Fury was causing him to distance himself from me; I got the sudden feeling my lie had been what pushed him over the edge.
“I was asked to tell you something, by the Zurulian doctors,” I spoke hurriedly, while setting the pitcher down on the table. “Your reaction to the cure is severe. The doctors don’t think you should live on Earth for a while. They said you’d be deathly allergic just smelling meat or touching animal products…like apparently, your couch. Which I slept on.”
Marcel didn’t speak a word. Even in his listless stupor, his binocular eyes managed to level me with intensity. I noticed a slight lump pass down his throat; he was either swallowing down hurtful thoughts or thirst. The human, who’d become the faithful friend my world revolved around, just wanted me gone. That stung worse than the prickle of a thousand thorns, but I was glad we hadn’t quarreled again.
With legs that felt as heavy as stone, I trudged toward the door. It was impossible not to feel the predator’s gaze boring into my spine. His judgment punished me, as if he were the aggrieved party in the Navarus execution. Part of me was angry about the Terran’s mandatory policy on mercy, but I couldn’t berate him in this sorry state.
At the end of the day, I cared about Marcel. What I said to him back on the research station was accusatory and less-than-kind, though it was true enough. If this was the last time we ever spoke to each other, I didn’t want to cut contact with hurtful words. Perhaps he could learn to remember our adventures with some fondness, in time. This hadn’t been how I wanted our close-as-brothers bond to fizzle out.
“I’m sorry that they did this to you.” I kept my back turned to the human, resting a paw on the door handle. “You remember why I joined the exchange program? I read your book, Frankenstein. About a monstrosity who only wanted a friend…or acceptance, and was hated and abused by the world. Judged for his appearance.”
There was nothing but silence from the human, and the certain feel of his watchful gaze. Without looking, I could feel the dazed rhythm of his blinks. How had I ever feared that Marcel would harm me? He couldn’t dole out punishment to the people that deserved his wrath, let alone to anyone he called a friend.
“I felt sorry for the creature. For you. And maybe, in some weird corner of my brain, I was curious what it was like to be a monster,” I continued. “Now, I know that I am one too; just not one of appearances. Maybe the book was trying to say that the real monsters were the ones who wronged the physical monster. I hope you’ll find someone who sees you for what you truly are, because I can’t do it anymore.”
My paw cracked the door ajar, and I slumped my shoulders in the entryway. This went against everything that my heart desired, pulling away from the only person I thought I truly knew. The reality was that I had changed too much; Marcel didn’t sign up to be partners with someone he saw as a monster. If I could go back to how things used to be between us, I would. Now, I had nobody to turn to.
A faint growl rumbled behind me. “That whole plot you saw was bogus. The real ending…of that book. Not the censored one the UN doctored up. Do you know what it is?”
My head whipped around. “What? You changed it?”
“Of course we did. It’s a vengeful story, not one where Frankenstein’s monster is innocent and lives alone with another of his kind. The real tale? Suffering immensely from rejection…the creature strives to take everything from his creator that he ever loved. After the death of his maker occurs, the wretch commits to end his own life of unhappiness in turn.”
“That’s…” My blood ran cold, as I tried to decipher what lesson such a story could tell. That was in stark contrast to a story that garnered sympathy from the viewers; it proved the point that the monster was a monster! “I don’t understand.”
“Humans changed it because we wanted you to take the message that we could be friends. We weren’t trying to vow vengeance for our rejection then. But maybe we should’ve left the message that there are consequences, for such inhumane and callous treatment of a ‘monster.’ It’s fitting, in hindsight.”
“That doesn’t sound like something you would say…Marc.” I took one hesitant step back toward the Terran, and noticed that he had averted his eyes. “You never want consequences.”
“Fuck, you think I don’t want the bastards to pay for all of these horrible things? I have…suffered plenty too. You seem to forget.”
“Then why…why do you let every bad person we come across get away with everything?!”
“I don’t. Read the book, and maybe you’ll understand. Here…I’ve had a copy in Venlil-script on me, ever since I knew you liked it. I wasn’t sure about giving it to you, but now I am.” The human rummaged through a satchel near his bedside, and weakly held it out with a hand. I inched closer, pulling it from his slender fingers. “There’s also a lesson for the monster in there. In his revenge, the monster damned himself too. I know from Sovlin that that was almost me.”
“I lied to you. Can we ta—”
“No. Come back when you’ve finished the book, and then, we’ll talk. I…need to rest. And process my family’s future.”
My tail flicked in a gesture of acceptance, and I plodded out of his quarters with a lighter heart. Marcel didn’t sound as angry; his voice was choked with tiredness, but his hatred had evaporated. Perhaps the human didn’t have the energy to project his grudge, though I wasn’t going to complain if that was the reason. It must be a lot for him to reckon with, learning how the cure would wreck his entire life. He still hadn’t complained or exploded with emotion.
I have no idea how he really feels, but I guess I’ve started to assume he doesn’t experience hate. He’s just always so…moral.
My claw traced the cover of the real Frankenstein, wondering how it could apply to my own feelings of monstrousness. Maybe I was ready for the lessons humanity hadn’t wanted the Venlil to absorb in the beginning. I had fallen far enough to heed teachings meant for the more depraved minds among predators. Regardless, I was curious to see what the full narrative held in its pages. If this was a slight chance to salvage my friendship with Marcel, it was a no-brainer to seize it.
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