[ THE BROTHER ]
-This feline, a cafe owner and baker, is back once again in the grounds of another mysterious manor. This time, it seems heโs the younger sibling with Sunny here.
Will he manage to relax under her watchful eye? Itโs unlikely.
// im so sorry about the recent phighting situation. i dont condone or support anything soda or pyrm have done or said, and my support goes to victims of pyrm
this account'll keep running, as phighthing is a big hyperfix and comfort, but i dont condone their actions whatsoever
โ โ โ The Brother โ
[ Brother of Brew, and owner of Slingshotโs Cafรฉ, he is always haunted by his mistakes and his childhood โ life now unstable and unpredictable as he is caught in an endless cat-and-mouse chase. ]
#phightingart
#parodytwt
// strike is over for me, so ill be going back to regular posting tomorrow, but please dont stop talking about palestine. ill keep reposting palestine content, primarily on my main
remember to do your daily clicks
( public int. )
[ itโs stalking around crossroads once more. ]
[ hungry. ]
[ starving. ]
[ the melt gurgles with dissonant cries of pain and anger, stumbling across the pavement. ]
[ melted skin smears across the sidewalk with every step, tail dragging behind it. ]
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// othher parodies Please feel free 2 interact im scared of starting things and chicken out 90% of the time so feel free to randomly @ me if u ever want to
i will. Usually say yes and be ok witht it
@GunshotSerenade
[ Despite how his gaze darts nervously around, he is unaware of the presence in his home, trying to play it down as simply just his paranoia. ]
[ The fur on the back of his neck stands as he continues to shuffle around for his slingshot. ]
@illlumiina
[ Sharpshooter's breath hitches, watching Illumina shift. He takes a small step back, but doesn't go far at all, pursing his lips together. ]
[ He asked for this after all, didn't he? ]
[ After a moment, he squeezes his eye shut. ]
[ you awaken with a gasp. ]
[ everything is blurry when your eyes open. your body achesโ a headache grips your head stubbornly, sending piercing agony through the back of your skull. ]
[ โฆyou are alive. ]
[ on the very same floor you were bludgeoned, you are alive. ]
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i think we could do a childrens counting video with how many fucking subspaces there are
1 subspace 2 subspace 3 subspaces
4 subspace 5 subspace 6 subspaces
[ . . . ]
[ One moment he is calling out for his sister. The next, heโs on the floor. ]
[ He has no time to process whatโs happening as something hard and heavy smacks into the back of his head, sending him stumbling with disorientation. ]
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[ i wanna go home. ]
[ i wanna talk to boom and skate. ]
[ i wanna be pet by coca. ]
[ i wanna go into work. ]
[ i wanna be hugged. ]
[ . . . ]
[ . . .when can i live again? ]
// SOLO POST
[ โฆIt already feels like all of the lifeโs been sucked out of Sharpshooter as he lies on top of the still unmoving form of his sister. ]
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@playgroundsucks
โ ALL YOUโRE FAMOUS FOR IS YOUR WORK. NOT *YOURSELF*. โ
[ he snaps, wincing at the harsh sting in his cheek. In a flash, he balls his hand into a fist and launches it right at Subspaceโs face. ]
[ you are chained. ]
[ bound to the bottom of the sea that is the mind you inhabit. ]
[ held by your guilt for all of this occurring. held by the infection that inhabitsโ rotsโ your brain beyond repair. ]
[ and you can do nothing to break the surface. ]
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@illlumiina
[ A strained noise is forced from Sharpshooter's throat as Illumina's sword slashes up, blood trickling down his neck. He takes a strained breath in, rasping out a laugh. ]
" Why- why don't you then, if I'm really that annoying? I've faced- worse. "
[ he wheezes out. ]
@GunshotSerenade
[ Sharpshooter narrows his eye, glaring up at Scythe and pressing his lips into a thin line as she speaks. ]
[ He pales at her last sentence, quickly abandoning his attempt of not seeming fearful as a sudden sense of dread washes over him. ]
{ LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE. }
{ YOU KILLED A MAN. }
{ BECAUSE YOU WERE HUNGRY? }
{ PATHETIC. }
{ YOU'RE PATHETIC. }
{ THIS IS WHY THEY IGNORE YOU. WHY THEY NO LONGER CARE. WHY THEY BARELY INTERACT. }
{ Y O U R F A U L T . }
[ Sharpโs windows are open once more. ]
[ The feline decided to leave it open for the time being. With everything that happened just mere days ago, he needs to get some fresh air in his home. The metallic scent of blood still lingers in his living room, in his nostrils. ]
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[ and now, as a string of thoughts that arenโt completely yours cloud your head, you cry. ]
[ what are you to do in this situation? you canโt call for help, you canโt go to anybody at all. ]
[ you are alone. ]
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[ everything you feel, everything you are aware of, is pain. agony floods your (?) body as your mind fogs up once more. your bones and skin are melding into the others, leaving you struggling and crying. ]
[ your body still begs for relief. ]
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{ ... You hadn't realized due to your own dilemma, that one of them was looking directly at you. Of course, you dare not notice. You're too self blamed to notice anything else. }
[ this was what you wanted to avoid. ]
[ this was everything you didnโt want to happen. ]
[ you have failed. ]
[ youโve failed both yourself and those you love. ]
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[ the thought of staying in this manor makes you sick. ]
[ so, you push yourself forward, trudging towards the main doors slowly and pushing the onceโlocked doors open. ]
[ the sight of your car almost makes you cry. ]
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[ you begin to believe that fleeting idea. that the purple horned, familiar stranger was correct. that the fate that befalls you is all that you deserve from this world. this existence. ]
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[ you had been told before that this is what you deserved. the fate that would grip you in its tight claw. you were told you deserved to melt, and maybe they were right. ]
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|| Ohโ pretty sure Chef just got murdered. ||
|| โฆAnyways. Letโs start with the basic rules. The goal is to either be the first to get rid of all the cards in your hand *or* knock the other players out of the game. Wellโ in this case, player. ||
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