Ask Arthur and John

"I don't really... i cant drink."

Have a fun existence you two! :p

"alright..?"

its... its not been great.

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Oh! Thats... incredibly sweet of you! I love it, thank you.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

"..."

“I don’t..think that’s a good thing. I just…remember a man. Something was exchanged, taken from me, and I had this to give you after.”

"what did he take from them?"

I look genuinely distressed. Something wrong has happened here, and while the mind might not remember, the body keeps score.

i think it might be. Im so sorry that happened to you- you didn't deserve that.

“Is that who that was? What’s..his thing? Why don’t I know what was taken?”

"he wears a suit and is covered in blood. Hes also an asshole."

“Thank you for that wonderful description, John. I..just don’t know what to do from here. I don’t really have anyone, that i know of at least.”

"We are just sitting here right now..."

“Oh, thank you boys. I probably need to figure out who I am and what has happened to me. That’ll probably be easier with help!”

"it is always nice have help."

“What would Kayne want me for? I don’t remember…he took my past. For what? A delivery person?”

maybe he wanted to send a message? A threat?

“Am I the message? ‘I could take your past if you fuck with me?’ Is the duck the message? He makes no sense!”

i suppose it could be that he could take our past? But then why the duck? Just because he could?

I am breaking, something gone roiling beneath the surface.

we don't know. We have no idea!

“What if there was no reason? What if I’m just whoever was there. I was running, and called out for help. For change. I was always told not to pray outside after dark”

we have no way of knowing. Instead of dwelling on the past We just need to figure out what to do now.

“How can I move forward if there’s nothing to move from? Why was I running? It was…dark. I ran to a forest. My foot knew where to fall, so I must’ve been from the area. I was..in a dress? Something pretty. I hated it”

i am.. sorry, that you were running from something. It sounds unpleasant.

Yes i- i cant imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“This doesn’t help. Where was I? There’s so many woods it could’ve been. What was I running from, besides the idea of a gilded cage? Who am I? I don’t think I’m old enough to be left completely alone, so I must’ve had a family.”

"you're safe here."

"...?"

“Isn’t that an adult thing? I don’t think I’m an adult yet, a little too young, I think?”

"arent some girls forced into marriages against their will?"

"i cant say unless i have more information"

"believe me. You didn't mean for this to happen, did you?"

“I don’t think so. I think…I wanted to be free. Free of who I was supposed to be. What…I suppose people wanted me to be, even if I’m not sure who those people were. I didn’t want the marriage. Who arranged it?”

"..."

“Is it normal for parents to do that? Why did I have such a reaction?”

"you probably weren't fond of whoever you were supposed to marry"

“Someone sounds a little preachy, goldie. I just..I can’t do anything without knowing where it was.”

...right. Well, do you have any hints to where it was? The weather maybe?

"It certainly doesn't sound familiar"

"..."

"what does nice but not kind even mean..?"

Yes- now, is that all you remember?

"..."

"You... slept with the dogs? That can't have been comfortable"

yes, well- it's done now, yes? We should move forward.

yes- yes, we're going to new york.

"....."

yeah. That.

"...something like that, I believe"

"i... i only know what Arthur knows."

its... its not been great.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

Oh! Thats... incredibly sweet of you! I love it, thank you.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

"..."

“I don’t..think that’s a good thing. I just…remember a man. Something was exchanged, taken from me, and I had this to give you after.”

"what did he take from them?"

I look genuinely distressed. Something wrong has happened here, and while the mind might not remember, the body keeps score.

i think it might be. Im so sorry that happened to you- you didn't deserve that.

“Is that who that was? What’s..his thing? Why don’t I know what was taken?”

"he wears a suit and is covered in blood. Hes also an asshole."

“Thank you for that wonderful description, John. I..just don’t know what to do from here. I don’t really have anyone, that i know of at least.”

"We are just sitting here right now..."

“Oh, thank you boys. I probably need to figure out who I am and what has happened to me. That’ll probably be easier with help!”

"it is always nice have help."

“What would Kayne want me for? I don’t remember…he took my past. For what? A delivery person?”

maybe he wanted to send a message? A threat?

“Am I the message? ‘I could take your past if you fuck with me?’ Is the duck the message? He makes no sense!”

i suppose it could be that he could take our past? But then why the duck? Just because he could?

I am breaking, something gone roiling beneath the surface.

we don't know. We have no idea!

“What if there was no reason? What if I’m just whoever was there. I was running, and called out for help. For change. I was always told not to pray outside after dark”

we have no way of knowing. Instead of dwelling on the past We just need to figure out what to do now.

“How can I move forward if there’s nothing to move from? Why was I running? It was…dark. I ran to a forest. My foot knew where to fall, so I must’ve been from the area. I was..in a dress? Something pretty. I hated it”

i am.. sorry, that you were running from something. It sounds unpleasant.

Yes i- i cant imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“This doesn’t help. Where was I? There’s so many woods it could’ve been. What was I running from, besides the idea of a gilded cage? Who am I? I don’t think I’m old enough to be left completely alone, so I must’ve had a family.”

"you're safe here."

"...?"

“Isn’t that an adult thing? I don’t think I’m an adult yet, a little too young, I think?”

"arent some girls forced into marriages against their will?"

"i cant say unless i have more information"

"believe me. You didn't mean for this to happen, did you?"

“I don’t think so. I think…I wanted to be free. Free of who I was supposed to be. What…I suppose people wanted me to be, even if I’m not sure who those people were. I didn’t want the marriage. Who arranged it?”

"..."

“Is it normal for parents to do that? Why did I have such a reaction?”

"you probably weren't fond of whoever you were supposed to marry"

“Someone sounds a little preachy, goldie. I just..I can’t do anything without knowing where it was.”

...right. Well, do you have any hints to where it was? The weather maybe?

"It certainly doesn't sound familiar"

"..."

"what does nice but not kind even mean..?"

Yes- now, is that all you remember?

"..."

"You... slept with the dogs? That can't have been comfortable"

yes, well- it's done now, yes? We should move forward.

yes- yes, we're going to new york.

"....."

yeah. That.

"...something like that, I believe"

its... its not been great.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

Oh! Thats... incredibly sweet of you! I love it, thank you.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

"..."

“I don’t..think that’s a good thing. I just…remember a man. Something was exchanged, taken from me, and I had this to give you after.”

"what did he take from them?"

I look genuinely distressed. Something wrong has happened here, and while the mind might not remember, the body keeps score.

i think it might be. Im so sorry that happened to you- you didn't deserve that.

“Is that who that was? What’s..his thing? Why don’t I know what was taken?”

"he wears a suit and is covered in blood. Hes also an asshole."

“Thank you for that wonderful description, John. I..just don’t know what to do from here. I don’t really have anyone, that i know of at least.”

"We are just sitting here right now..."

“Oh, thank you boys. I probably need to figure out who I am and what has happened to me. That’ll probably be easier with help!”

"it is always nice have help."

“What would Kayne want me for? I don’t remember…he took my past. For what? A delivery person?”

maybe he wanted to send a message? A threat?

“Am I the message? ‘I could take your past if you fuck with me?’ Is the duck the message? He makes no sense!”

i suppose it could be that he could take our past? But then why the duck? Just because he could?

I am breaking, something gone roiling beneath the surface.

we don't know. We have no idea!

“What if there was no reason? What if I’m just whoever was there. I was running, and called out for help. For change. I was always told not to pray outside after dark”

we have no way of knowing. Instead of dwelling on the past We just need to figure out what to do now.

“How can I move forward if there’s nothing to move from? Why was I running? It was…dark. I ran to a forest. My foot knew where to fall, so I must’ve been from the area. I was..in a dress? Something pretty. I hated it”

i am.. sorry, that you were running from something. It sounds unpleasant.

Yes i- i cant imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“This doesn’t help. Where was I? There’s so many woods it could’ve been. What was I running from, besides the idea of a gilded cage? Who am I? I don’t think I’m old enough to be left completely alone, so I must’ve had a family.”

"you're safe here."

"...?"

“Isn’t that an adult thing? I don’t think I’m an adult yet, a little too young, I think?”

"arent some girls forced into marriages against their will?"

"i cant say unless i have more information"

"believe me. You didn't mean for this to happen, did you?"

“I don’t think so. I think…I wanted to be free. Free of who I was supposed to be. What…I suppose people wanted me to be, even if I’m not sure who those people were. I didn’t want the marriage. Who arranged it?”

"..."

“Is it normal for parents to do that? Why did I have such a reaction?”

"you probably weren't fond of whoever you were supposed to marry"

“Someone sounds a little preachy, goldie. I just..I can’t do anything without knowing where it was.”

...right. Well, do you have any hints to where it was? The weather maybe?

"It certainly doesn't sound familiar"

"..."

"what does nice but not kind even mean..?"

Yes- now, is that all you remember?

"..."

"You... slept with the dogs? That can't have been comfortable"

yes, well- it's done now, yes? We should move forward.

yes- yes, we're going to new york.

"....."

yeah. That.

its... its not been great.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

Oh! Thats... incredibly sweet of you! I love it, thank you.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

"..."

“I don’t..think that’s a good thing. I just…remember a man. Something was exchanged, taken from me, and I had this to give you after.”

"what did he take from them?"

I look genuinely distressed. Something wrong has happened here, and while the mind might not remember, the body keeps score.

i think it might be. Im so sorry that happened to you- you didn't deserve that.

“Is that who that was? What’s..his thing? Why don’t I know what was taken?”

"he wears a suit and is covered in blood. Hes also an asshole."

“Thank you for that wonderful description, John. I..just don’t know what to do from here. I don’t really have anyone, that i know of at least.”

"We are just sitting here right now..."

“Oh, thank you boys. I probably need to figure out who I am and what has happened to me. That’ll probably be easier with help!”

"it is always nice have help."

“What would Kayne want me for? I don’t remember…he took my past. For what? A delivery person?”

maybe he wanted to send a message? A threat?

“Am I the message? ‘I could take your past if you fuck with me?’ Is the duck the message? He makes no sense!”

i suppose it could be that he could take our past? But then why the duck? Just because he could?

I am breaking, something gone roiling beneath the surface.

we don't know. We have no idea!

“What if there was no reason? What if I’m just whoever was there. I was running, and called out for help. For change. I was always told not to pray outside after dark”

we have no way of knowing. Instead of dwelling on the past We just need to figure out what to do now.

“How can I move forward if there’s nothing to move from? Why was I running? It was…dark. I ran to a forest. My foot knew where to fall, so I must’ve been from the area. I was..in a dress? Something pretty. I hated it”

i am.. sorry, that you were running from something. It sounds unpleasant.

Yes i- i cant imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“This doesn’t help. Where was I? There’s so many woods it could’ve been. What was I running from, besides the idea of a gilded cage? Who am I? I don’t think I’m old enough to be left completely alone, so I must’ve had a family.”

"you're safe here."

"...?"

“Isn’t that an adult thing? I don’t think I’m an adult yet, a little too young, I think?”

"arent some girls forced into marriages against their will?"

"i cant say unless i have more information"

"believe me. You didn't mean for this to happen, did you?"

“I don’t think so. I think…I wanted to be free. Free of who I was supposed to be. What…I suppose people wanted me to be, even if I’m not sure who those people were. I didn’t want the marriage. Who arranged it?”

"..."

“Is it normal for parents to do that? Why did I have such a reaction?”

"you probably weren't fond of whoever you were supposed to marry"

“Someone sounds a little preachy, goldie. I just..I can’t do anything without knowing where it was.”

...right. Well, do you have any hints to where it was? The weather maybe?

"It certainly doesn't sound familiar"

"..."

"what does nice but not kind even mean..?"

Yes- now, is that all you remember?

"..."

"You... slept with the dogs? That can't have been comfortable"

yes, well- it's done now, yes? We should move forward.

yes- yes, we're going to new york.

"....."

its... its not been great.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

Oh! Thats... incredibly sweet of you! I love it, thank you.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

"..."

“I don’t..think that’s a good thing. I just…remember a man. Something was exchanged, taken from me, and I had this to give you after.”

"what did he take from them?"

I look genuinely distressed. Something wrong has happened here, and while the mind might not remember, the body keeps score.

i think it might be. Im so sorry that happened to you- you didn't deserve that.

“Is that who that was? What’s..his thing? Why don’t I know what was taken?”

"he wears a suit and is covered in blood. Hes also an asshole."

“Thank you for that wonderful description, John. I..just don’t know what to do from here. I don’t really have anyone, that i know of at least.”

"We are just sitting here right now..."

“Oh, thank you boys. I probably need to figure out who I am and what has happened to me. That’ll probably be easier with help!”

"it is always nice have help."

“What would Kayne want me for? I don’t remember…he took my past. For what? A delivery person?”

maybe he wanted to send a message? A threat?

“Am I the message? ‘I could take your past if you fuck with me?’ Is the duck the message? He makes no sense!”

i suppose it could be that he could take our past? But then why the duck? Just because he could?

I am breaking, something gone roiling beneath the surface.

we don't know. We have no idea!

“What if there was no reason? What if I’m just whoever was there. I was running, and called out for help. For change. I was always told not to pray outside after dark”

we have no way of knowing. Instead of dwelling on the past We just need to figure out what to do now.

“How can I move forward if there’s nothing to move from? Why was I running? It was…dark. I ran to a forest. My foot knew where to fall, so I must’ve been from the area. I was..in a dress? Something pretty. I hated it”

i am.. sorry, that you were running from something. It sounds unpleasant.

Yes i- i cant imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“This doesn’t help. Where was I? There’s so many woods it could’ve been. What was I running from, besides the idea of a gilded cage? Who am I? I don’t think I’m old enough to be left completely alone, so I must’ve had a family.”

"you're safe here."

"...?"

“Isn’t that an adult thing? I don’t think I’m an adult yet, a little too young, I think?”

"arent some girls forced into marriages against their will?"

"i cant say unless i have more information"

"believe me. You didn't mean for this to happen, did you?"

“I don’t think so. I think…I wanted to be free. Free of who I was supposed to be. What…I suppose people wanted me to be, even if I’m not sure who those people were. I didn’t want the marriage. Who arranged it?”

"..."

“Is it normal for parents to do that? Why did I have such a reaction?”

"you probably weren't fond of whoever you were supposed to marry"

“Someone sounds a little preachy, goldie. I just..I can’t do anything without knowing where it was.”

...right. Well, do you have any hints to where it was? The weather maybe?

"It certainly doesn't sound familiar"

"..."

"what does nice but not kind even mean..?"

Yes- now, is that all you remember?

"..."

"You... slept with the dogs? That can't have been comfortable"

yes, well- it's done now, yes? We should move forward.

yes- yes, we're going to new york.

its... its not been great.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

Oh! Thats... incredibly sweet of you! I love it, thank you.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

"..."

“I don’t..think that’s a good thing. I just…remember a man. Something was exchanged, taken from me, and I had this to give you after.”

"what did he take from them?"

I look genuinely distressed. Something wrong has happened here, and while the mind might not remember, the body keeps score.

i think it might be. Im so sorry that happened to you- you didn't deserve that.

“Is that who that was? What’s..his thing? Why don’t I know what was taken?”

"he wears a suit and is covered in blood. Hes also an asshole."

“Thank you for that wonderful description, John. I..just don’t know what to do from here. I don’t really have anyone, that i know of at least.”

"We are just sitting here right now..."

“Oh, thank you boys. I probably need to figure out who I am and what has happened to me. That’ll probably be easier with help!”

"it is always nice have help."

“What would Kayne want me for? I don’t remember…he took my past. For what? A delivery person?”

maybe he wanted to send a message? A threat?

“Am I the message? ‘I could take your past if you fuck with me?’ Is the duck the message? He makes no sense!”

i suppose it could be that he could take our past? But then why the duck? Just because he could?

I am breaking, something gone roiling beneath the surface.

we don't know. We have no idea!

“What if there was no reason? What if I’m just whoever was there. I was running, and called out for help. For change. I was always told not to pray outside after dark”

we have no way of knowing. Instead of dwelling on the past We just need to figure out what to do now.

“How can I move forward if there’s nothing to move from? Why was I running? It was…dark. I ran to a forest. My foot knew where to fall, so I must’ve been from the area. I was..in a dress? Something pretty. I hated it”

i am.. sorry, that you were running from something. It sounds unpleasant.

Yes i- i cant imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“This doesn’t help. Where was I? There’s so many woods it could’ve been. What was I running from, besides the idea of a gilded cage? Who am I? I don’t think I’m old enough to be left completely alone, so I must’ve had a family.”

"you're safe here."

"...?"

“Isn’t that an adult thing? I don’t think I’m an adult yet, a little too young, I think?”

"arent some girls forced into marriages against their will?"

"i cant say unless i have more information"

"believe me. You didn't mean for this to happen, did you?"

“I don’t think so. I think…I wanted to be free. Free of who I was supposed to be. What…I suppose people wanted me to be, even if I’m not sure who those people were. I didn’t want the marriage. Who arranged it?”

"..."

“Is it normal for parents to do that? Why did I have such a reaction?”

"you probably weren't fond of whoever you were supposed to marry"

“Someone sounds a little preachy, goldie. I just..I can’t do anything without knowing where it was.”

...right. Well, do you have any hints to where it was? The weather maybe?

"It certainly doesn't sound familiar"

"..."

"what does nice but not kind even mean..?"

Yes- now, is that all you remember?

"..."

"You... slept with the dogs? That can't have been comfortable"

yes, well- it's done now, yes? We should move forward.

its... its not been great.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

Oh! Thats... incredibly sweet of you! I love it, thank you.

-🦁🐦‍⬛

"..."

“I don’t..think that’s a good thing. I just…remember a man. Something was exchanged, taken from me, and I had this to give you after.”

"what did he take from them?"

I look genuinely distressed. Something wrong has happened here, and while the mind might not remember, the body keeps score.

i think it might be. Im so sorry that happened to you- you didn't deserve that.

“Is that who that was? What’s..his thing? Why don’t I know what was taken?”

"he wears a suit and is covered in blood. Hes also an asshole."

“Thank you for that wonderful description, John. I..just don’t know what to do from here. I don’t really have anyone, that i know of at least.”

"We are just sitting here right now..."

“Oh, thank you boys. I probably need to figure out who I am and what has happened to me. That’ll probably be easier with help!”

"it is always nice have help."

“What would Kayne want me for? I don’t remember…he took my past. For what? A delivery person?”

maybe he wanted to send a message? A threat?

“Am I the message? ‘I could take your past if you fuck with me?’ Is the duck the message? He makes no sense!”

i suppose it could be that he could take our past? But then why the duck? Just because he could?

I am breaking, something gone roiling beneath the surface.

we don't know. We have no idea!

“What if there was no reason? What if I’m just whoever was there. I was running, and called out for help. For change. I was always told not to pray outside after dark”

we have no way of knowing. Instead of dwelling on the past We just need to figure out what to do now.

“How can I move forward if there’s nothing to move from? Why was I running? It was…dark. I ran to a forest. My foot knew where to fall, so I must’ve been from the area. I was..in a dress? Something pretty. I hated it”

i am.. sorry, that you were running from something. It sounds unpleasant.

Yes i- i cant imagine it was a pleasant experience.

“This doesn’t help. Where was I? There’s so many woods it could’ve been. What was I running from, besides the idea of a gilded cage? Who am I? I don’t think I’m old enough to be left completely alone, so I must’ve had a family.”

"you're safe here."

"...?"