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[baringtccth]

He's not the one to seek out knowledge, that was already given to him by his agency or from previous experience. Being trapped in a strange world, with nothing but his mind with questions could lead a man to....what it seemed like a library. What does he need to look forward to? What type of monsters lurks in the corner? The endless possibilities and no one to approach for. A guide book would have sufficed. Yet, knowing his captures, that would out of the question.

He's studying the text about the history when he noticed something in his vision, and with a plop noise A book lands by his side.

maybe someone dropped it? With that in mind he's ignoring his own research to lean down to pick up the object in question. Its light to the touch while his gaze lands on the individual with a slight raised brow.

"Hey, did ya drop something?? You might wanna be careful next time, you might have slipped on it."

−−−  ꧁ she keeps him in the corner of her vision as she peruses the isle of texts available in the arcanus archives . he seems preoccupied in something , almost transfixed , which catches her attention to what he could possibly be looking at . as finger catches onto the spine of a book on the shelf , she tries to slyly turn her vision ever so slightly to get a better read on the book's title as she pulls her book off the shelf .

but as most things , it is obscured despite her best attempts at espionage . dissatisfied , she exhales through her nose . just as him . speak to him .

but he . . . doesn't appear to want to be bothered by her questions . . . so she concocts a plan : drop her book close to his foot . 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐩 . he'd pick it up . maybe . and then . . . a perfectly natural conversation could ensue .

: ̗̀➛ @baringtccth

#silentaura #silentaura 01 #Sorry this took so long 😭

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"Sister is better."

#dash comm. #Gives his two cent and disappears.

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#musing. 🐺

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the voice catches his attention immediately, his gaze slowly shifts to them as he kept his frown. must be the strong smell of their cigarette that immune off the guy. "Maybe I just wanted to see what the fuss was about, cause i can hear voices literally miles away." He's trying to brush it off, stubborn headed he was.

not that he would admit saying it. He's skeptical about everyone around him, couldn't trust someone out of the blue, due to past trauma. But ed kept a watchful eye on the people, in case of an emergency. Nothing is peaceful, after all.

Ed stood by listening. he's a grump whose tongue was sharp as a dagger, yet mellowed down when he doesn't speak. To some degree. "It's not for everyone." He's quick to reply, "for some, even forgiveness means little because what we've done, it's unforgivable. We carry our sins on our backs and let it sink in." Drowning us, hoping it would kill us. Although something He'd never say out loud.

A snort at the response, because it was true, he has this jacket and the ring around his neck for it. "Anyways, you must have been doing something before you saw my depressed ass. Sightseeing?? Its much better than dealing with a grump like me, no?" Annnd changing subjects.

He remembered the lifeless body that he held that day, the once joyful loving girl who was brutally murdered by the hands of the traitor. Ed remembered when he couldn't hold her, couldn't say goodbye at the dying moment, to tell her he loved her, only because they were still surrounded by their enemies. He felt hatred, and the determination to kill. It plagued him like the parasite, eating away at him.... the same way he lost his parents, and the others after that.

He was guilty of the deaths of his loved ones. Ed told himself he never deserved their forgiveness and should lived like this until his dying days.

So why did he feel so much emotion watching the ceremony of a small wooden boat?? And envy that these people could bypass their sorrows? And why can't he do the same? He hates it. And yet, couldn't keep his eyes off it.

"Should have never come."

#amity celebration 2024 #drunkelreporter #drunkelreporter 02

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He remembered the lifeless body that he held that day, the once joyful loving girl who was brutally murdered by the hands of the traitor. Ed remembered when he couldn't hold her, couldn't say goodbye at the dying moment, to tell her he loved her, only because they were still surrounded by their enemies. He felt hatred, and the determination to kill. It plagued him like the parasite, eating away at him.... the same way he lost his parents, and the others after that.

He was guilty of the deaths of his loved ones. Ed told himself he never deserved their forgiveness and should lived like this until his dying days.

So why did he feel so much emotion watching the ceremony of a small wooden boat?? And envy that these people could bypass their sorrows? And why can't he do the same? He hates it. And yet, couldn't keep his eyes off it.

"Should have never come."

#Amity Celebration 2024 #ic.

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Ed frowned at the reply, narrowing his eyes at the commentator; he knew what a muse was, but being called one only made him feel like an animal.. A creature that should be looked at behind a glass, preserved and locked up.

Something about it seemed to rub him the wrong way.

"Dull life? So i'm like a little plaything for you to enjoy, bud? Go ask someone else for an influence, I'm not interested in it." Came to the harsh remark, snapping at them.

As he tried to turn around and move away, Ed came to a stop, their explanation had him thinking. slowly the wolf turns around to give them some attention, "You mean that... music you've just played?" he asked, the sound that made him have a mini-episode, he's staring as if asking 'what about it'.

"me?" A sudden snort, almost rolling his eyes, "Why the hell would your music reflexed about me? What's your purpose anyway? Are you really that damn bored with this place? Going around and bothering people?"

he's not here for sightseeing, yet he finds himself lurking among the residents. He's stubborn to not acknowledge that he was... lonely. The world itself was treated like so, and he was the newcomer among the mass. Occasionally standing on guard in case of an attack. Every bone in him told me be skeptical, to never trust those who spoke to him and keep it to a minimum. When was the last time he relaxed? The world he came from told him to fight or die, to protect the innocent, yet, it becomes difficult by the day.

And the distant melody was the sound that caught him off guard.

Ed stared, much like a deer caught in the headlights, memorize by the scene unfold. He's back in the past, daydreaming of the days his family was still alive, their voices so distant, like an echo in the night. Beaconing him.

Suddenly. The sound of screams and horror, gun firing, and the faces of dead that haunts him. Making sure to never let him forget the day he soaked his hands with blood...

And it stoped. He was back in reality, the voice from the stranger brought him back from an another episode.

He's staring as if nothing happened, even if his fist clenched into a ball, red from applying the pressure.

"Muse?" His voice harsh, frowning, "What the hell are you talking about??"

#requiend 01 #requiend #queue.

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It seems, whatever these people were, they're a lot stronger than Ed would have suspected. To take away his powers? To turn him into nothing but a normal human? That's hard to grasp for a supernatural creature like him.

"Not something I expected, are these things like... gods?" And he's frowning at that, staring at his hand he'll make it into a fist, "Yea, well. I don't have time to be here, I've got a job to do back home." People could get killed if he's not around, those innocent. "i'm asking these assholes to bring us back home."

And he snapped, "Test for what? Taking people away from their families? To use us as test subjects? Fuck that. If they wanna do that to me, i'll be fighting back."

"Not convinced, hu?"

Ed simply rolled his eyes at the remark, the situation became awkward fast and he'll brush it aside, not wanting to bring it up again. There has to be a way for them to leave and get back to where they came from. He'll end that comment with a short, "sure."

"Since you said that. I'll ask you the questions instead." Crossing his arms over his chest, and giving them his full attention, "what exactly are we doing here? And whats going on with this place?? something about this place seem... odd and i cant seem to put my fingers around it." Is it the air quality?? The friendliness of the resident? Or something much sinister?

#cagedfreedom 01 #cagedfreedom #queue.

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Ed himself didn't expect the outcome. He's not a usual patron for bars, yet, Due to his regenerative nature, alcohol doesn't affect him. He can drink a whole gallon and not become drunk, it may seem to be a pro for any individual who liked the beverage, yet, someone like him who did want to drown out the emotions was still living through the nightmare. It was rare for him to come here, but seeing how there was nothing to be done or do, it didnt hurt to venture into different areas.

That is when he met up with an other man who seemed to be drowning himself in them.Knowing this might be a long night, ed decided to just order a beer for now and see how this went. Maybe help the fool from alcohol poisoning. "So thats why you decided to relive that, over and over again? Just so you can torment yourself more." It seems, that whatever baggage they had was something too personal for him to know, but ed could see the picture. A massive sin they had done, and the grudge left behind for those who have survived. Its eating them up slowly, causing so much pain after. He had his own demons to fight, those whom he had to kill during the war, with no choices... actually, he did, but it was them or the ones he tried to protect.

He had seen men who died behind his hands, choked at their last breath, and eyes frozen in fear. Ed regretted it. They were fathers, brothers, and sons. Could have lived longer lives. But war brought death, doesn't matter to whom.

"it hurts cause it didn't need to happen, all those lives, lost because of yourself. But it did, there's no turning back on it. I don't know what you've been through, and our experience would be different. But i also have many bloods on my hand to let you know, you'll need to carry on." The beer was sent on his counter and ed took it and chucked it down with one gulp.

Talking about his trauma does annoy him at best. "You can say its fucking unfair, but thats what life is. People die from some of the fucked up things and no matter how much you try to prevent it. It just won't work." "The world i came from has too many fucked up things to show and you as one man cannot protect it on your own. I tried, ripped my limbs off just to show it. So that's why you have to continue being strong and continue to save. If the world wants to be unfair? Show you mean it when you say 'I'll save as many people as possible', if it means to carry out the wrongs you did, do more right. That's how you prevent yourself from becoming some husk of a fuck up." He paused, thinking he was the drunk idiot. Fucking hate this.

"And you know what? Fuck you for making me think of this and making me feel like an old fucking drunk head!"

「𝔟𝔞𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔞𝔫𝔤!」- "It's only when I've eased the pain for another... that my own becomes a little easier to bear."

@baringtccth // dialogue starter call

#epilvgue 01 #epilvgue #tw long post

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Ed stops himself from moving closer or laying his hand on her, imminently he'll pull away, knowing she'll be uncomfortable. But he didn't want to leave her this way, he couldn't handle seeing a child lonely.

"Its fine, you don't have to talk about it now." He's using his more calming voice, soft to the ears, and hoping she'll sit down with him.

Ed watched as she took her seat while listening to her, "Hong?" He'll repeat it, trying to remember the name. If she was from his world (though he doubted it) the name would ring a bell, but sadly, having to meet many people made him loose memories.

"Edward." introducing himself, "Do you think... You remember my name?"

Welp, that made her sad.

That really wasnt his intention, he's seen countless of people in his life to remember everyone or the events that occurred. "Maybe..." it was awkward at best, better make the situation better or she'll be depressed over it. Whatever happened to the kid must have been traumatic; usual signs for those who felt so anxious, yet brave enough to ask.

"well, for what its worth.... you can talk to me about it." Maybe laying off the worry would ease them, "its better to take off the burden from your shoulder, if you wanna cry about it. Thats fine too, kid." He's gesturing to the empty bench for them to sit by.

#clxscdeyes 01 #clxscdeyes #queue.

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#mun art. 🎨 #self. 🐺 #tw scopophobia

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@chaoticclaybomber

Deidara will drop a dye bomb on him for that.

yelps!! It paints him like a canvas! His clothes and face covered in the liquid, staining him, angering his already bad mood.

"What the hell is your problem you lil bastard!!!!"

That's it! He's gonna get that shit face one way or another!

#chaoticclaybomber #lamooooooo

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"the only fools around here are the ones who's doing the damn pranking. Hope you fall into the void."

#ic. #Forgot it was april fools day lamooo

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"Im putting a restraining order on all of you!"

#ic. #crack. #Ok. Ok. Thats good for crack. He just wanted to let ppl know #Tjjfjtjt he so angryy #-1/10 reviews

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"What the hell did i just say???!"

Blond bitches wants to die today.

#magnusmodig #chaoticclaybomber #crack. #Excuse me?? Did i ask for the boop???? #How dare u

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"touch me and I'll kill you."

#ic. #crack. #i see the boop. But u boop ed. U dead... maybe

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✎ random sentence starters.

aka a random assortment of sentences from a bunch of my favourite yt videos! contains a few nsfw jokes!

"i'm guessing you have some questions."

"is it true?"

"wanna play truth or dare?"

"you probably shouldn't say that."

"why would someone who wants to kill us be like 'oh i want to kill you'?"

"what's the worst that could happen, right? oh.. you're being serious?"

"i made it out alive."

"i just got in over my head."

"no, don't talk to your mum, we're in the middle of something."

"can you say i love you?"

"i said be quiet!"

"sometimes i'll find sawdust and i'll just eat it."

"your ass looks like a waffle iron."

"how did you get to crime so fast?"

"oh, [name], you are so old."

"there's a cheese shop here that does free samples and i once ate so much, i threw up."

"oh, that sounds so miserable. i'm in."

"hey, look who it is! the fucking idiot."

"i'd kiss you right now, dude, if you'd want that."

"measuring a bridge with [name]'s penis length would be like measuring a football field with nanometers."

"what's wrong with ostriches, bro?"

"it's not what it looks like, [name]."

"we're going to have a great time, don't you worry!"

"what the fuck are you talking about?"

"i used to have nobody but now, with you here, i have somebody."

#meme. 👾 #queue.

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"The fuck!? Call you? Why the fuck would i wanna call you?? And of course i dont trust someone who's first word to me was 'need a hand with that'? Get off your high horse, cause I'm not your damn friend."

"And why the hell should i trust you??

"You're no different than those assholes who backstab people, and fucking kill them after. If im going down, might as well take you with me."

#diemon #He gets angy a lot. Very angy bby