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neverendingparable · 2 months
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"Man, it feels good to be back here." Bradley says with a big smile, spreading his arms out. He's standing in his Lounge, Ezra and the woman are sitting on the couch, Birch is in the corner and Alice is next to Bradley, studying him intently.
"DO YOU REALLY MEAN THAT?" Birch asks.
"He doesn't." Ezra answers for him.
"Well, it feels good now. I missed this place! I was here for a decade, you know." Bradley drops his arms with a pout. No one bats an eye.
"Why did you come back anyway?" Alice says. "You came crashing into our Office like you're running for your life. We all thought you and Ezra would be living happily ever after by now, not rushing to come back here."
"You told her about me?" Ezra mutters.
Bradley shrugs, unapologetic. "I was here for ten years. I thought I'd never see you again, Ezzy. Why shouldn't I have talked about my past?"
Ezra doesn't reply right away, seizing Alice and Birch up with obvious discomfort. His gaze lingers on Birch, especially. The darkness under her hood, her lack of arms or legs unnerve him.
"What if she tried to curse me or something?" He finally asks.
"Excuse me? Why the fuck would I curse you? Do I look like I have nothing better to do with my time?"
"SHE DOESN'T, USUALLY."
"Guuuuuys! Stop it! Can't a man return back to the Hellhole Office he suffered in for years and bring two innocent outsiders along without anyone making a big deal out of it?"
Alice huffs. "Speaking of, who is the newcomer anyway? We know about Ezra, but who is she?"
They all glanced at the woman, who just crosses her arms and glares back at them.
"What's it to you?" She snaps.
Her hair is tied back in a pony tail, light brown and disheleved. She sits like she's ready to spring forward like a taut rubber band, her eyes hard. On her hip she's carrying a pistol.
"She's a friend." Ezra says, at the same time Bradley says, "She's no one important."
A pause. They exchange glances, until Ezra purses his lips in disapproval.
"Don't worry about her." Bradley tells the others. "We were pretty busy in the real world for a while and we maaaaay have sort of accidently become three of the most wanted people in the United States. But! None of that matters right now, I promise. For now, all we wanna do is catch up on rest."
He gets up and offers his hands to Ezra and the woman. They take them, hesitantly, not sure what he's about to do.
"Why are we holding hands?" The woman asks and Bradley gives her a mischievous grin.
"I'm about to show you a cool magic trick. Bye Alice, bye Birch, see you laaaaat-" All three of them are gone in an instant as Bradley teleports them up to the Apartment.
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clickonmedotexe · 3 days
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Ezra Jaxden joined the Story
Ezra Jaxden: *is minding his own business, tentatively exploring the Offices*
Rex joined the Story
Rex: *steps out in front of him*
Rex: *eyes him*
Rex: *and immediately finds himself disliking him*
Rex: Who the hell are you?
Ezra Jaxden: !
Ezra Jaxden: *eyes him back*
Ezra Jaxden: *is wary*
Ezra Jaxden: Um.
Ezra Jaxden: Hello to you too
Rex: .......
Rex: *narrows his eyes*
Rex: You're a newbie
Rex: Aren't you?
Ezra Jaxden: .......
Ezra Jaxden: *stays quiet*
Rex: Hah. I thought so
Ezra Jaxden: Excuse me
Ezra Jaxden: *tries to push past him*
Rex: *grabs him suddenly and shoves him into the nearest wall, keeping him pinned*
Ezra Jaxden: *!!*
Ezra Jaxden: *gasps*
Rex: *calmly* Let's say I wanted to mail whatever was left of you to the appropiate office
Rex: After I rip those pretty limbs from that pretty body
Rex: Who would get the honor of receiving that package? :)
Ezra Jaxden: Wh-what
Ezra Jaxden: I didn't-
Ezra Jaxden: I didn't even do anything to you
Ezra Jaxden: Please, let me go
Rex: Tsk
Rex: *pulls out his knife and rests it under Ezra's chin*
Rex: Who. Do you belong to.
Ezra Jaxden: ....................
Ezra Jaxden: *doesn't want to tell him Bradley's name but is terrified about dying*
Ezra Jaxden: .....St- Stanley. Spencer
Rex: ....
Rex: Hm.
Rex: *for a moment he just stays like this, as if he's contemplating still killing him, just for the fun of it*
Rex: *then he lets him go*
Ezra Jaxden: *stays where he is*
Rex: Spencer, huh
Rex: Tell him to stop meddling with my husband, if he doesn't want his friends getting hurt :)
Rex: *places the knife back into his holster*
Rex: *and then leaves without glancing back at Ezra*
Rex pressed ESCAPE
Ezra Jaxden: ......................
Ezra Jaxden: *is still frozen, terrified of what could've happened*
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anetherealtale · 7 years
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"....hello? It's me again — please dont shoot! I'm not here to hurt anyone."
There’s no one left here to hurt, came a bitter thought from underneath the large oak desk. 
He neednt look to tell who it was. (The pale boy, who blended in so irritatingly with the walls.)
However, the silence stayed d e a f e n i n g 
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eyes-of-mercy · 5 years
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Quick recap:
Anastasia is a post-op bisexual trans woman!
Lucas Jaxden (form. Bradley Spencer) is a pre-op gay trans man married to Ezra Jaxden, who is also bi!
Ariel is probably pan, but I’m not quite sure if she’s romantic or sexual as she’s been strictly by Icarus’ side for the last few centuries
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masosade · 5 years
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tag dump
out of pain - ooc
maso's tunes - music 
sketchbook - art
memes to keep from ending it all - memes / crack
trauma remembers - flashbacks / past
watchlist - videos
cries of pain - musings
someone noticed me! - asks
little fun no harm done - ask games
dont leave me here alone - bradley, singular
i cant do this anymore - stellan, singular 
knight in shiny hair products - ezra jaxden
found in a bloody journal - headcanons
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neverendingparable · 9 months
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fun fact. sorry. hi. fun fact it took me until now to realise i had always been reading that poem wrong??? idk i thought it went like.
'the poem ends
soft as my friend'
and idk it seemed to make sense to me at the time? wild. anyway. im literally so sad over these mfers how dare you.
shaking your hand because i always read it as "i loved my friend, he went away, there's nothing left to say" instead of "he went away from me" - maybe to make it rhyme with say?
ezra and bradley always make me sad when i think about them. there's only a handful of bradleys who reunited with their ezras. bradley meier managed.
maso, on the other hand, met ezra again and it ended up with them actually breaking up their friendship because it was too toxic. ezra had to step away for his own good, no matter how much he still cared for bradley.
cry's ezra thinks he's dead and unfortunately, he will never see him again.
there are tons more ezras who will never know what happened to their bradleys and will die wondering
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neverendingparable · 9 months
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Hello it is being sad about Ezra Jaxden hours
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neverendingparable · 1 year
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Ezra Corruption Arc
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neverendingparable · 1 year
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FIRST AID - what was your muse’s worst wound? - For Bradley!
@parables-for-days
Bradley has gotten his fair share of horrific, gore-y wounds in the Office. A lot of them self inflicted, a few of them done by others, with and without his encouragement.
But his most memorable wound outside the Office happened when he was younger.
[ SELF HARM MENTION ]
Bradley self harmed a lot, since a very young age. He doesnt really cut anymore, because now he has the Office and restarts, but back in his teens he'd use knives, razors, lighters and other stuff to get his fix.
One night he slipped with his knife and it went a little too deep into his stomach. He freaked but couldn't call his parents (nor did he want to), so he called Ezra instead who rushed over and convinced him to go see Ezra's mother who could patch him up. Since it needed stitches, she managed to talk him into going with them to the hospital, which Bradley reluctantly obliged to, as long as they didnt tell his parents.
He still has that scar across his stomach, underneath his navel. It's hard to miss, long, thick and white admist the various other faded ones.
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neverendingparable · 2 years
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neverendingparable · 2 years
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"alt?" 👀
Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a character I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!
"Excuse me!" The man in front of them looks frazzled, his usual neat blonde hair always perfectly combed and styled now a tangled mess, as if he hasn't bothered to look in the mirror for the past two days. His clothes are also wrinkled and have patches of grass stains on his knees and elbows. He is holding a crumbled flyer in his hand. 
“Have you seen this man?”
[ MISSING: STANLEY LUCAS SPENCER
LAST SEEN: OCTOBER 11th 2013
Over a written description of the man in question is a picture of a familiar freckled Narrator, beaming at the camera.
IF FOUND PLEASE CONTACT THE AUTHORITIES OR EZRA JAXDEN (xxx-xxx-xxx) ]
'Ezra' looks desperate. After all, he's been searching for nearly a decade for his friend - losing and finding hope that he could see him again. This strange place is his last shot. If he didn't find Stanley here, the trail would run cold again and he'll end up exactly where he started nine years ago, with nothing in his hands.
The idea is too terrible to stand.
"Please, if you have any clue...I would appreciate it greatly.”
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neverendingparable · 2 years
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I really need to bring back Ezra
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neverendingparable · 9 months
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oh i feel you <- also sad about ezra jaxden. perpetually, if you will.
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neverendingparable · 1 year
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Bradleys have more guilt about Ezra and John than they let on. 
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neverendingparable · 1 year
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Ezra would only play the game if it meant getting Bradley back. He'd sacrifice everything
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