Laertes Trinidad is the name, stealing yours is the game!
Speaking of which, my pronouns are she/he/they- may I have yours?
I prefer gendered terms, such as Mr., Miss., ladies, gentlemen, emperor, empress, murderer, murderess, bitch aaaaand bastard :)
What's that I hear? You're made of plastic and on the hunt for someone named Poppet? Luckily- for me, not you- that isn't a name, and you aren't a person! So I recommend you get out of here very quickly, before I notice you poking around and shoot you.
Right. Can't do that anymore. Um-fuck. I-I shouldn't have given the rifle back. Dammit.
I'm a quilt, trickster, and juice box-drinker extraordinaire. Send me all the asks you want, I need a distraction very badly am bored. $20 says you can't be more annoying than I am :)
My siblings are E lle ry, Orion, Jude, and Jack- idiots, the lot of 'em, but my idiots :)
...A disproportionate amount of those people are Watchers. Or very likely to set me on fire. And do. More often than I'd prefer. Jesus Christ.
Asks will be tagged 'the pesterer is pestered', interactions of any sort will be tagged 'laertes bothers [insert name here]', and posts where I acknowledge we're all figments of greater being's imagination will be tagged 'laertes hops dimensional fences'!
I mean what. Who said that.
Speaking of, are you a dimensionally displaced person in the area? Good news! The laws of multiversal time and space rarely decide to apply to me, and at some point I seem to have been unofficially designated an Uber for getting you idiots back home. I also supply blankets and the odd shower or candle. Lemme know if you sound like someone in this category <3
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Oh, right, I didn't mention which fears I'm connected to, did I?
Well.
I suppose there's only one way for you to find out, isn't there?














