The names Chance, Chance Rialto! Black rabbit hybrid and the owner of the famous Rabbits Foot Casino. And there... Is ABSOLUTELY nothing wrong about me! I'm just an average gambler living his perfectly normal life, what else is there to know?!
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Greetings, my name is Kody (@/p4rtyboyy) and I am this here admin of hat-fix! I am 18 and I go by He/it/they/star/bun and am British!!
I have.... A lot of accounts! Im mainly on Phighting rp tumblr but wanted to move my beloved chance kinsona and AU to here as well since I love it dearly. Wait- AU? Yep! And its.. Quite important.
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Chance has had some... Very strange encounters in their time. My Chance has sort of fucked around and found out with some certain arg antagonists and roblox gods and entities landing him with some very odd powers and connections. This blog will feature references and content from Seildirectory, Ihasafacelulz, recallahollowheart, PWNed by 14 and other such media.
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[ the house was silent other than the soft creaking of the house settling. The house was cold and dark, no lights had been on. Nothing had been moved since Chance had left. The kitchen had not been moved. It's almost like time had been stopped. However, dried blood had been left on the stair railings from when Isac had gotten home after running into scripter. ]
[ isaac was upstairs, he heard Chance but did not respond. He had moved himself to the guest bedroom to give himself some peace of mind. Soft steps from upstairs could be heard from isaac moving about the room, yet he did not respond to Chance. He simply sat down next to the window in the room, looking out. His face covered by a familiar void. He wore his pjs. He had not left the house since Chance had brought him home other than when he ran into Scripter. He had Elliot over, who had patched him up, but other than that he had been alone ever since. ]
Chance walked upstairs, following up the stairs and opening the door to their bedroom. He gently opened it and saw Isaac sat there alone... Chance sighed and turned on the lights before headed over. He stood there for a moment, idling as he thought over what to say before taking a seat down a short ways away from him against the wall. They slid their hands into his pockets before staring down at the ground.
" Hey... ... Im sorry for not being here sooner, I didn't mean to snap or find out this way. Hah.. Deep down I.. Think I knew for awhile something was wrong, but I never questioned it. Because I trust you. "
" ... So, how did.. Why did you lie to me for so long? "
[ Itrapped flinched upon hearing the footsteps grow closer and the door open. His body felt like it was freezing. He didn't turn towards Chance. He didn't want to face it. Face how far they had grown. He didn't want Chance to see him wounded, so his covered his arm ]
It is fine.
[ he lied. He knew he was lying. Always lying with him. He wanted Chance to have stayed, he begged Chance to stay. Chance left him. He knew it wasn't fine but what else was left to be said? Chance knew now. Yet, did they really know? Did Chance know how hard it was on Itrapped? How much it hurt him? How hard it was ? A constant battle with his own mind, afterall he could hardly control himself now. The black endless void that covered his face a reminder that he was never fully in control. Not anymore. He had been shoved backwards in his progress but— he truly was trying to change.. ]
I couldn't tell you. I knew things would end like this. It wasnt my choice. I didn't get to decide.
[ his voice trembled, when he spoke. Chance wouldn't forgive him. At least he had convinced himself that. Isaac stared out the window. His mind clouded by thoughts planted there by the darkness that harbored in him. Something he couldn't change. Get rid of. He'd simply have to wait til it consumed him. He felt so weak and tired— ]
" ... You know I can provide for you right? You dont need to be a criminal anymore! And you certainly dont need to go around with my ex of all people, serving the mafia.. Mafioso is just using you and you know it. "
Chanced crossed his arms, trying hard. He didn't want to end things.. He still loved Isaac. But they couldn't keep doing this. They couldn't stay with someone if they were just going to keep lying to him and being unfaithful.. He had to make a choice. Even if it was hard, Chance had to do something. He bit his tongue before taking a deep breath.
" Look. I can't keep doing this with you.. Every few months we seem to always face a problem, whether its me suffering from the gods or you dying and us both suffering. Its.. Tiring! And we cant keep living like this, having to constantly chase after each other.. So I'm giving you- us- an ultimatum. "
" If you can't quit and fix yourself up.. And if I cant be a better and more present husband then.. We're divorcing. I need you to understand, this is difficult for the both of us. We both need to be better and do better... I hope you see where Im coming from with this. "
[ Itrapped listened. The room got colder. Frost began to cover the window that itrapped looked out, his head turning to stare to Chance. The void staring back at Chance rather than his face. His lips tugging into a frown. Did Chance think he wanted to be this way? That he was choosing this? That he wanted to be a "criminal"? Did Chance not understand he was changing? He was trying? He was trying so hard but he couldn't. He almost felt angry by it. How Chance seemed to notice. No matter how much Isaac spoke about it. His hands balling into fists against his legs, the way they shook before he let out a heavy sigh. Calming himself down. ]
You act as if I WANT to be like this. That I'm choosing this. There are many people, things, in this life that are using me. Things far beyond my control, and you blame me for it.
Sure. It is my fault. It's my fault I was pressured into picking up the sword. It was MY fault for letting it corrupt me. Isn't it? Isnt it?
[ Isaac stood up from his chair. He could feel tears in his eyes. He didnt understand why he was so angry all of a sudden. Why was he mad? Why couldnt he control his feelings all of a sudden? Was it— because he was so broken down as of late? Because he couldn't get a break? Usually it was never like this. Usually he could control himself. But now, he was so exhausted he couldn't. It made him upset. This whole thing made him upset. Tears burning his eyes as he shook his head. ]
I have stuck with you, through everything. I stayed when you needed me. I stayed when you pushed me away.
But when I needed you most, you ran away.
Yet you are tired?
When we made those vows you promised you would stay by my side.
But you left me.
I did ONE thing. ONE. And I didnt even choose it! I dont get to choose ANYTHING. IT IS always there— I cant— get it to go away. No matter how hard I try.
Why cant you understand that?!
[ Itrapped was so desperately trying to get it through Chance's thick plastic skin. Why didn't Chance hear him ever. Why didn't Chance understand him. Why did it feel like Chance didn't care. It didn't matter, did it? Chance was known for running away. Isaac knew he wasn't going to stay. Chance always fled. Isaac knew better. His hand held onto the back of the chair he was standing next to. It tightened against the wood. If he could he'd go back, go back before he even picked up the sword. He let out a heavy breath before tears began to fall from his face. He wanted his mother. He wanted to feel her warm embrace, he didn't want to be here anymore. To be cold anymore. To constantly feel trapped like prey, after all thats all he was. Was prey for the darkheart. A lamb being led to the slaughter. He was no longer himself and he knew that. ]
Now thats not what he was saying AT ALL?? Chance was taken aback, standing upright and immediately turning to look at Itrapped listening to his angry monologue. He was stunned... They had no idea what to even say or do in this situation. He grit his teeth and looked off to one side, hands shaking slightly as they tried to figure out what to do here. How was he supposed calm Isaac down? He was taking all the wrong things out of their proposal..
" Thats- I didnt say ANYTHING LIKE THAT?? I ONLY MEANT MAFIOSO, NOT THE SWORD? I dont know where in telamons name you thought I was talking about your possession issues because I WASNT? I know about those and I accept them, I know your problems and I know that you're working through them.. I dont care about those. I myself have issues with that sort of thing myself but thats not the point! The point is your job! And if you cant quit or feel trapped you should've told me.. You know I have solutions for these things!! I can help you! "
He sighed, slicking his ears back just for the to spring upright again. Drooped over from sadness and upset. They didn't mean to make it worse.. All he wanted to do was fix things. Chance sighed, hesitantly opening his hand to him as an offer to take.. He loved Isaac so much. He wanted this so badly to work.
" This is why im making this offer. We need to get better at talking.. We need to get better and we cant do that if we keep doing these bad habits. I love you so much and you love me to, so please.. No more secrets? No more assuming I would be mad at you, I could never! I know none of this is your fault. I just... I want to be someone you can trust and rely on. "
[ the house was silent other than the soft creaking of the house settling. The house was cold and dark, no lights had been on. Nothing had been moved since Chance had left. The kitchen had not been moved. It's almost like time had been stopped. However, dried blood had been left on the stair railings from when Isac had gotten home after running into scripter. ]
[ isaac was upstairs, he heard Chance but did not respond. He had moved himself to the guest bedroom to give himself some peace of mind. Soft steps from upstairs could be heard from isaac moving about the room, yet he did not respond to Chance. He simply sat down next to the window in the room, looking out. His face covered by a familiar void. He wore his pjs. He had not left the house since Chance had brought him home other than when he ran into Scripter. He had Elliot over, who had patched him up, but other than that he had been alone ever since. ]
Chance walked upstairs, following up the stairs and opening the door to their bedroom. He gently opened it and saw Isaac sat there alone... Chance sighed and turned on the lights before headed over. He stood there for a moment, idling as he thought over what to say before taking a seat down a short ways away from him against the wall. They slid their hands into his pockets before staring down at the ground.
" Hey... ... Im sorry for not being here sooner, I didn't mean to snap or find out this way. Hah.. Deep down I.. Think I knew for awhile something was wrong, but I never questioned it. Because I trust you. "
" ... So, how did.. Why did you lie to me for so long? "
[ Itrapped flinched upon hearing the footsteps grow closer and the door open. His body felt like it was freezing. He didn't turn towards Chance. He didn't want to face it. Face how far they had grown. He didn't want Chance to see him wounded, so his covered his arm ]
It is fine.
[ he lied. He knew he was lying. Always lying with him. He wanted Chance to have stayed, he begged Chance to stay. Chance left him. He knew it wasn't fine but what else was left to be said? Chance knew now. Yet, did they really know? Did Chance know how hard it was on Itrapped? How much it hurt him? How hard it was ? A constant battle with his own mind, afterall he could hardly control himself now. The black endless void that covered his face a reminder that he was never fully in control. Not anymore. He had been shoved backwards in his progress but— he truly was trying to change.. ]
I couldn't tell you. I knew things would end like this. It wasnt my choice. I didn't get to decide.
[ his voice trembled, when he spoke. Chance wouldn't forgive him. At least he had convinced himself that. Isaac stared out the window. His mind clouded by thoughts planted there by the darkness that harbored in him. Something he couldn't change. Get rid of. He'd simply have to wait til it consumed him. He felt so weak and tired— ]
" ... You know I can provide for you right? You dont need to be a criminal anymore! And you certainly dont need to go around with my ex of all people, serving the mafia.. Mafioso is just using you and you know it. "
Chanced crossed his arms, trying hard. He didn't want to end things.. He still loved Isaac. But they couldn't keep doing this. They couldn't stay with someone if they were just going to keep lying to him and being unfaithful.. He had to make a choice. Even if it was hard, Chance had to do something. He bit his tongue before taking a deep breath.
" Look. I can't keep doing this with you.. Every few months we seem to always face a problem, whether its me suffering from the gods or you dying and us both suffering. Its.. Tiring! And we cant keep living like this, having to constantly chase after each other.. So I'm giving you- us- an ultimatum. "
" If you can't quit and fix yourself up.. And if I cant be a better and more present husband then.. We're divorcing. I need you to understand, this is difficult for the both of us. We both need to be better and do better... I hope you see where Im coming from with this. "
[ the house was silent other than the soft creaking of the house settling. The house was cold and dark, no lights had been on. Nothing had been moved since Chance had left. The kitchen had not been moved. It's almost like time had been stopped. However, dried blood had been left on the stair railings from when Isac had gotten home after running into scripter. ]
[ isaac was upstairs, he heard Chance but did not respond. He had moved himself to the guest bedroom to give himself some peace of mind. Soft steps from upstairs could be heard from isaac moving about the room, yet he did not respond to Chance. He simply sat down next to the window in the room, looking out. His face covered by a familiar void. He wore his pjs. He had not left the house since Chance had brought him home other than when he ran into Scripter. He had Elliot over, who had patched him up, but other than that he had been alone ever since. ]
Chance walked upstairs, following up the stairs and opening the door to their bedroom. He gently opened it and saw Isaac sat there alone... Chance sighed and turned on the lights before headed over. He stood there for a moment, idling as he thought over what to say before taking a seat down a short ways away from him against the wall. They slid their hands into his pockets before staring down at the ground.
" Hey... ... Im sorry for not being here sooner, I didn't mean to snap or find out this way. Hah.. Deep down I.. Think I knew for awhile something was wrong, but I never questioned it. Because I trust you. "
" ... So, how did.. Why did you lie to me for so long? "
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