∘₊✧ HEART , SOUL , 𝑽𝑶𝑰𝑪𝑬
ㅤㅤ𝐎𝐅 ㅤ𝐓𝐇𝐄ㅤ 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 ✧˖*°࿐
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ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚, @lady-of-evil ❣︎
The halls of the Institute fall silent. Only one soul stirs at this unholy hour, perusing tomes from his vast library by candlelight. The gilded nameplate reads:
ㅤ𝐃𝐑. 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐑.
Does one dare cross the threshold, or do nerves strike and yet spare that ill-fated meeting for another day?
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— beings around him as equals. 'Objects' was an often more convenient designation– that didn't make it a logical one. Or perhaps he was being a contrarian once more.
"You stand before me and suffer like the quintillions of beings that came before you. That makes you no different in my eyes."
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— beings around him as equals. 'Objects' was an often more convenient designation– that didn't make it a logical one. Or perhaps he was being a contrarian once more.
"You stand before me and suffer like the quintillions of beings that came before you. That makes you no different in my eyes."
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The god's shell rattles in dissent, a sound on the unsettling side not far removed from a hoard of waking cicadas.
"Objects have no voice."
He raises his main set of arms and signs back.
[You do.]
Yes, he knew more than he ought to. It didn't change his perception. He never thought of the —
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The god's shell rattles in dissent, a sound on the unsettling side not far removed from a hoard of waking cicadas.
"Objects have no voice."
He raises his main set of arms and signs back.
[You do.]
Yes, he knew more than he ought to. It didn't change his perception. He never thought of the —
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— in one fell stroke wound back the hands of time itself. The transition bordered on seamless.
Of course, he could not show Daniel what he had been unconscious for, but he'd set him on the right path to uncover what had led to that point.
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— in one fell stroke wound back the hands of time itself. The transition bordered on seamless.
Of course, he could not show Daniel what he had been unconscious for, but he'd set him on the right path to uncover what had led to that point.
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"Very well."
Removing the block would be light work. Daniel alone would have to manage the fallout, however. He circled, crouching in front of the reporter with a determined nod.
"Focus on the sound of my voice. Look for it if you lose your way."
From there, it was as though the god had —
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"Very well."
Removing the block would be light work. Daniel alone would have to manage the fallout, however. He circled, crouching in front of the reporter with a determined nod.
"Focus on the sound of my voice. Look for it if you lose your way."
From there, it was as though the god had —
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— again to satisfy some base curiosity. He presses a lower hand to his chest emphatically.
"Not 𝘯𝘰𝘵 monster. All that we are, intelligent beasts. Given voice without purpose. Disagree?"
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— again to satisfy some base curiosity. He presses a lower hand to his chest emphatically.
"Not 𝘯𝘰𝘵 monster. All that we are, intelligent beasts. Given voice without purpose. Disagree?"
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— with his long terrible claws just like a real mantis would. As if that action would wipe him clean of prior sin, scrape away whatever pathos had adhered the old mask to the new.
"You, and I. Both alone. Both... forsaken."
He explains, to the best of his ability. Not to elicit sympathy, but —
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— with his long terrible claws just like a real mantis would. As if that action would wipe him clean of prior sin, scrape away whatever pathos had adhered the old mask to the new.
"You, and I. Both alone. Both... forsaken."
He explains, to the best of his ability. Not to elicit sympathy, but —
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Aside from the slightest tilt of his head when he's pointed to, he remains perfectly still. Unsettlingly so– it's almost reminiscent of an entirely seperate predatory instinct. He seems to ponder the question, however rhetorical, before answering with a decisive
"No."
He preens then, —
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Aside from the slightest tilt of his head when he's pointed to, he remains perfectly still. Unsettlingly so– it's almost reminiscent of an entirely seperate predatory instinct. He seems to ponder the question, however rhetorical, before answering with a decisive
"No."
He preens then, —
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( He can run, but he can't hide! )
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( He can run, but he can't hide! )
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kyyyth't ii siaaaa wOMP WOMP WOMP
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kyyyth't ii siaaaa wOMP WOMP WOMP
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COME BACK! I WANT TO SHOW OFF MY HOT DOMMY MOMMY!
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COME BACK! I WANT TO SHOW OFF MY HOT DOMMY MOMMY!
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( LOUD MATING CALL. Flashing courting displays. Ungodly trilling. )
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( LOUD MATING CALL. Flashing courting displays. Ungodly trilling. )
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( Imagine having the entire eldritch pack breathing down your neck– womp womp. He's going to call his wife. )
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( Imagine having the entire eldritch pack breathing down your neck– womp womp. He's going to call his wife. )
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( Ash should meet his wife! Hers 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍. )
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( Ash should meet his wife! Hers 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍. )
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So nice to see the family all getting along! 💕
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So nice to see the family all getting along! 💕
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( Clasps his hands together in a little heart shape and awwwwwhhhhs– )
Now THERE'S a photo-worthy moment!
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( Clasps his hands together in a little heart shape and awwwwwhhhhs– )
Now THERE'S a photo-worthy moment!
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( Holding out a Wiggly doll. ✨️ )
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( Holding out a Wiggly doll. ✨️ )
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( He'll settle in eventually. 😌 )
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( He'll settle in eventually. 😌 )
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( Hope? Pray? ... Just kidding, those are useless! )
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( Hope? Pray? ... Just kidding, those are useless! )
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( Mostly! He doesn't actually consider them people, though. )
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( Mostly! He doesn't actually consider them people, though. )
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( Fun fact: his ex was never a psycho-level masochist until he met him!
... It's a defense mechanism. )
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( Fun fact: his ex was never a psycho-level masochist until he met him!
... It's a defense mechanism. )
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( Cute. He's gonna SQUEEZE. )
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( Cute. He's gonna SQUEEZE. )
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I could never have a long-haired breed personally but oh my god I want to PETTTTTT
I could never have a long-haired breed personally but oh my god I want to PETTTTTT