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"You... no idea who you are. What do you wish for christmas?"
@jed-the-newspaperguy
There was a lot he could wish for. To be "cured", to be freed from the realms, to discover that all of this was just a bad dream. But he knew this isn't the type of question the other was asking. And so, with a sigh, Simon thought of the most basic thing he could think of. "Perhaps a new hoodie would be cool. I'm stuck wearing the same clothes since I first came here."
Update: Truth be told I haven't been around that much lately. Not as much as I'd want to be. And whilst I do not wish to drop my blog, I also don't think I will be able to write Roleplays for a longer while. I often feel overwhelmed and I am finding writing through Tumblr increasingly uncomfortable (for a few reasons even excluding the changes to the page design).
But, as I said, I do not wish to drop this blog and my muses (especially considering I'm soon to host an entire event). And for that reason I have come to a conclusion that for the time being (until I may get back in thread mood) I will convert my blog into an ask/one reply only space. What this means is that you can ask my muses questions through anon (or off if you prefer) and our muses can have small interactions (I will write one, max two, posts to reply to the interaction), but I will not be taking on long interactions for now.
If you have any questions about this, feel free to drop a message in the comment section below or even through DMs.
@vigos-journal asked: [ Dream or Nightmare 📗 ] Nightmare. ~ V.
It was so difficult to keep his eyes on the other, his vision constantly blurring with each new blink. The position wasn't helping either, laying on his back in his own bed with his hands tied to the backrest. To be attacked in his own private realm. That was not something he ever expected to take place. Nobody was even able to enter his private realm without his permission. Nobody except for those closest to him.
And currently one of those people was sitting opposite the bed with her own trap secured to her head. Amanda's wide open eyes stared back at him, the terror clear on her face. He couldn't let her go through that again. And between him getting hurt and her? The answer was obvious. She would handle seeing his pain. But he'd never survive seeing hers.
Vigo was speaking again. Words Bass couldn't understand. They felt muffled, distant. As if the scientist was speaking from another room. But the excitement was clear in their tone as they paced back and forth. Perhaps explaining. Perhaps thinking out loud. Whatever it was, Bass knew if he could just...
The attempt to call for a claw failed. He was too weak, too tired. Woken from his slumber too early, too powerless to do anything for them. And the strain made him cough, blight dribbling down his chin making him wince. Despite how fuzzy the image was, he still had managed to notice Vigo's eyes lighten up with interest. And although Bass fought against it desperately, darkness filled his vision as he passed out.
The next time he came to, his mind was hazy not catching up properly to the current situation. He heard a crack, felt numbing pain, but he couldn't understand what was taking place. Despite clearly being aware of Vigo standing besides him, their knee on the bed for better access to the Entity's chest cavity, Bass just couldn't understand what was taking place. His blood, normally acidic in those situations, poured freely seeping into the mattress. And the scientist remained unfazed clearly looking for something.
Perhaps their goal was what hid within the Bastard's skull rather than the chest. But he wasn't about to ask about it. Wouldn't point to the source of his essence. Perhaps the lack of organs was making for an interesting display. Perhaps it was the pure need to cause him pain that drove Vigo to open him up like that. Any of those options could have been the right one. But Bass just couldn't focus on those damn words. The constant river of meaningless sentences.
Perhaps the next blank state was caused by the pain and not by his fatigue. The image had changed once more, the scientist no longer leaning over him. Now they stood at the foot of the bed, observing Bass with curious eyes. Only a groan left the Bastard's lips, as he tried to move only to send a wave of numbing pain. He barely saw what Vigo held in their hand. A container perhaps? A jar? Something filled with inky substance.
Whatever it was, it must've been harvested from the Entity himself for Vigo placed it carefully into a bag. It was replaced by something else, too small for the Bastard to get a clear view. That was until he heard the sizzle of a flame. A matchstick. More words spoken. More sense lost on the tired Entity. But perhaps he knew. Perhaps he was aware of what would take place.
The match was dropped onto the bed, the whole thing immediately engulfed in flames. And despite the awareness that this was something he would never recover from. All Bass could think about was hoping that Amanda would be safe.
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Is it possible to find Bass sleeping somewhere? Or is he impossible to reach?
Bass sleeps locked away within his private realm. Only those with the key may enter at the time of his sleep. And so nope, can't access the sleeping beauty <3
@fogfashion asked: [Dream prompt: This might be silly, but a dream with Diore. Perhaps a life of some kind, or him getting to see a lot more of Diore's past.]
It was difficult to tell how long he's been walking for. The fog, the trees, the darkness all the same. Never ending, never shifting, never ceasing. Yet he knew... No. He sensed where he was going. Was confident that this was the right way. And it didn't take long for the environment to finally change. To finally open up just a little to reveal an old building. He was confident that this was the one. The laboratory belonging to Talbot.
With a blink the scene changed. The smell of blood was the first thing that hit him, his senses going into overdrive. Despite the pain in his muscles, he felt energised. And it took him a couple more blinks to realise what he was looking at. A bloody face of a person he recognised. A man he cared for so much now dead before him, warm blood coating his skin and seeping into his very core.
He felt himself coughing at the overwhelming sensation. Pain assaulting his senses. That same hit of adrenaline, yet different. He was no longer with his best friend. He was all alone, fighting for a breath as he collapsed to the floor. The journal close, opened on a page with various notes. Blight. Talbot. Serum. Failed attempt. Was this his work? It made no sense to him, yet he understood it perfectly at the same time.
All he could do was close his eyes, as the pain grew worse. Unbearable to the point of wanting to scream. With his eyes shut tightly, he couldn't see anything. Yet there was a voice, one that was familiar. Someone was talking to him, but his thoughts were becoming fuzzy. A faint chittering. Nothing more as he was desperate for a breath of air despite the foreign weight stirring within him.
Just as he felt himself fading, a loud gasp startled him. A sound of a sharp intake of breath coming from his own lips. Or were they someone else's? He could not tell any more. But his eyes opened revealing a strange sight. A place he had never explored before. A town? He couldn't tell and it did not matter currently. Leaning against a cold wall of one of the houses, he heard something drop to the ground, felt it slipping out of his hand but he didn't look. It was cold, he was tired. No longer able to remain standing, he slid down to the ground. All he had to do was close his eyes for a moment.
And he did.
But when he opened them again, the scene had shifted once more. Cold and empty. Silent with the exception of distant weeping. He was on his knees starting with an empty gaze up ahead. Observing the strange blue of the vast emptiness. So cold. So tired. How many times did he suffer? How many times did he die already? What was the point of fighting? Just to suffer and die again?
He chuckled bitterly, head dropping as he stared at the ground. And as he did, the faces of those closest passed through his mind. They still needed him. He couldn't give up now. He had to return for their sake. He had to continue fighting.
Hey anon, that idea for human Bass is super cute but unfortunately I'll have to pass on that one and I'm sorry for that. Please feel free to send something alternative tho if you'd like <3
@wanderingsongbird asked: Dream or Nightmare~ Definitely sending this man a dream ♥
The sky was a mix of blues and pinks and purples as the Entity offered his hand to Kate. "Come on, darling. There's an even better view point up ahead," he informed with a soft smile.
A trip to the real world. A place the Bastard hadn't visited too often. Especially not when some of the sun's rays were still clear in the sky. But this was different. A trip with Kate. A promise of normality before she would be sucked back into trials, into the never ending nightmare. For now, they could enjoy just how full of life the forest was.
Despite them both constantly experiencing woods, this was different. Not even the Bastard's attempts at replication could compete with the original. Where in Bass' realm dangerous deer stalked the tree line, here a whole herd of does grazed at a clearing. Where the Bastard's silent crows spied on the survivors from the dark branches, here the forest was filled with various soft bird songs. Where there was eternal darkness in the fog, here the sun still had managed to give light to their path together with the fireflies flying around them. An enchanted experience only the real world could provide.
Hand in hand, they walked together enjoying the liveliness of the area. Many squirrels run through the branches over head adding to the sounds of the forest. The tapping on wood, the ruffling of the golden, red, and green leaves down between the tree trunks. The autumn made them collect all of the nuts they could find, digging small holes to hide them.
As the pair reached the end, they found themselves in a large clearing with a river passing through. The final rays of sun causing the water to reflect the lights making it look like glitter was spilled over it. A peaceful scene only for their eyes. And not even a large bear fishing in the distance could change it, the Entity confident in his ability to keep Kate safe.
"I hope it was worth coming here with me, my precious doe." he said with the softest expression as he brought her hand to his lips for a brief kiss. "You make the softness of this world worth maintaining. A special place just for you."
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Anonymous asked: A Dream of Bass playing with dog!Eli :D
Bass never thought he'd end up owning a dog. Certainly he had his deer and some other creatures wandering the fog. But this was something else entirely. It even wasn't a full dog, and here he was, throwing a ball for the other as if he was nothing more than a common mutt. But wasn't that what Eli enjoyed? Moments of peace away from the mindset of a human?
A shake of a hand made the pup's eyes follow left and right, left and right. He was so focused on the toy in the god's hand. It was all that mattered currently and it made the Bastard chuckle. It was so simple, and yet amusing at the same time. Greatly entertaining, as they both enjoyed the simple play time session.
As the ball was thrown further than prior, somewhere between the trees, Bass was forced to wait a while longer. Clearly Eli was having difficulty with finding the toy, but squeaks of the tennis dog ball pointed to the pup finding it eventually. And it didn't take long for the god to see Eli emerge from the bushes with multiple leaves stuck in his fur. With a quiet chuckle, the Entity dropped to his knee as Eli approached all proud at finding the toy. And the Entity ruffled the fur between Eli's ears.
"If you continue rolling around like that, I will be forced to bathe you," he warned. Or perhaps simply informed. "Come on, a couple more throws before that happens."
@ebonyan-meori asked: Sending lil Frankie's to bass to dream about, his gay lil paws are touching everything in the dream for them
Despite attempting for the fiftieth time, Bass' voice did not leave his mouth. Not even the faintest of whispers, not even a groan. It was as if his vocal cords were removed. All he could do was sit and watch as the strange creature continued to touch everything in his realm.
At first he tried to ignore Frankie. Then he tried to question what he was doing. An unsuccessful attempt where he discovered his lack of voice. Instead he tried to stand, to shoo the being away. But that was when he found out he could not move from his bed. It was as if he was frozen in place. Then he tried to conjure his claws, once more a failed attempt.
Frankie simply continued walking around his private realm touching everything he pleased... Until he turned around slowly towards the bed. A grin, a self-satisfied smirk. He began to approach and the Bastard felt sick at the thought of what the other would do...
Frankie climbed on top of the bed, the Bastard feeling a bead of sweat dripping down his temple. Still unable to talk, unable to move, unable to conjure his claws...
Only Bass remained untouched by those paws. And soon enough they found their victim. The Bastard unable to do anything about it.
