A Lifer a day for a WHOLE Month!!

Plus full body without the sweater cuz I liked it

Always the listener, never the sound.

Martyn had heard that phrase more times than he’d like to admit. He’s been called it by the Listeners themselves, by the watchers, by a few winners.

Martyn never founded it a bad thing. If he was out of sight, out of ears, but he listened, then he could gather information that kept him safe. He found it useful in Evo, when he didn’t mess up or step out of line, and he never got punished.

That was, of course, before people wouldn’t ask him when they were getting a majority vote or something of the like. It was like they looked right through him, though he had bright, platinum blonde hair.

Though he was so many things for them.

Though he always tried to be their savior, trying to come to the rescue for his teammates. Though he was always trying to be a light for others to follow. Though he was always trying to help people get what they needed.

Yet never the saved.

Never the guided.

Never the helped.

Sure, people have tried helping him many times before. Scott helped him without question. Cleo trusted him, and often chose to stick around him.

But who else?

The thoughts plagued Martyn’s mind when he tried to sleep. They haunted his brain, fogging it up and making his other thoughts choke on the smoke. When he could sleep, it was either a silent night or an unconscious battle with his memories that threatened to kill his energy to try.

Scott and Cleo had noticed long ago. They had tried helping, but Martyn had guessed he had pushed them away at some point, because they stopped trying to ask him.

When was the last time he had even seen them, now that he thought about it? When was the last game? When was the next one? Martyn had been in his private servers more and more often. Pantheon was coming up, and he could probably see Scott and Cleo sometime then.

Always an angel, never a god.

Martyn had realized his communicator had been buzzing until it brushed his hand. He picked it up, noticing the five other missed calls from his friend as he pressed answer.

“Scott…? What’s up man?” Martyn asked, pressing speaker phone so he could talk to Scott a bit more comfortably.

There was a bit of silence on the other end, before a voice that wasn’t Scott’s answered: “Hey Martyn! It’s actually Cam, from Pow? Me and Scott wanted to come and check up on you, but Scott is getting ready, so he left me with his phone!”

Martyn chuckled, placing the communicator on his chest as he spoke. “Well, hello Cam.” For a moment, Martyn had to process the words, before confusion struck him. “Wait, did you say come and check up on me?”

Martyn could hear someone else grab the phone, as well as what he could guess to be Cam standing up and walking away. “Yes, Martyn. We’re coming to whatever server you’re in.” Scott answered, his voice laced with amusement.

“Dude, it’s like,” Martyn checked the time, before scoffing. “It’s around midnight, man! You two should go back to sleep, and we can talk in the morning. I don’t even know why either of you are up.”

Scott was silent on the other side of the phone, before he sighed, trying to regain his amusement. “Well, you’re awake as well. I’m hoping we didn’t wake you up.”

Martyn paused for a moment, before standing up so he could put on some clothes. He already had pants, but he didn’t want to be shirtless around Cam and Scott. “No, ya two lovebirds didn’t. I was-”

Martyn paused for a moment, before scoffing a laugh. “I wasn’t having any success with sleep either.”

Scott seemed to understand, before Martyn could hear Cam’s voice cut through.

“Alright, I’m all ready. We good to go?”

“Yep! Do you want to try using your powers?”

“Mmm, I’m not sure. I haven’t really ever tried using them to get into servers.”

“Alright, I can bring us there, then.”

Martyn wanted to ask, but he didn’t. They would be there soon anyways, and he could ask then.

“We’ll be right there!” Scott said into the phone, before hanging up and leaving Martyn in temporary silence.

He went back over to his bed, sitting cross legged as he waited for the couple to show up in his world. When he heard a distant fwhoop, Martyn straightened his posture and waited for then to knock.

Knock knock, knock knock knock.

“Come on in!”

Cam entered first, Scott behind him and closing the door. Immediately, Martyn felt something, some weight, be lifted from his shoulders. He didn’t know why, but seeing the two of them always made him feel… happier? Scott was normally there, but Cam felt like… like a light. Something different.

“Hey Martyn! We’re here!” Cam laughed, going over and standing by where Martyn sat. Scott stood on his other side, fidgeting with his fingers. Martyn felt a laugh bubble up in his throat, and he let it spread into a smile. “I see that. What’s up?”

Cam looked over to Scott, who cleared his throat, glancing down at Martyn. “We wanted to come over and check on you. We haven’t really spoken in a while, and we wanted to make sure you were alright.” Scott explained, his eyes never leaving Martyn.

”Oh.” Martyn expressed, his face forming into one of shock. He honestly wasn’t expecting Scott, let alone Cam, to want to actually check up on him. Both men were looking at him, seemingly a bit nervous.

And Martyn could see they weren’t in the best condition either. Eyebags, guilty eyes, guarded posture. But Martyn didn’t want to pry.

“Well, truth be told, I can’t really sleep.” Martyn admitted, a bit sheepish. He could hear Cam’s saddened sigh. “I’ve been having some nightmares recently. Nothing too bad, but they wake me up and keep coming back. And when I’m trying to sleep, my mind wanders quite a bit. Seems I just… can’t really sleep.”

Scott stepped forward, putting a hand on his shoulder in a form of comfort.

“Thank you for telling us. Would you like to tell us about these nightmares?”

Martyn thought for a moment, before patting the spaces next to him on his bed.

“Sure, why not?”

I used the colours from his base skin and i found it funny how it looks like he's looking at his blocky form lol