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Contradictions on Contradictions, why don't you try? Why don't you do things? Why? Why? You first say you are just finding yourself through losing yourself, then you deny it. A cavalcade of things pouring from a maw unable to say why it is how it is. You don't know why you bite, why you try.
You're being used up, I can see it in each second that passes, you aren't someone who I need to know everything about, I know enough to say this. You are caught in a trap of your own making.
I AINT CAUGHT IN ANYTHING! I am PERFECTLY—
[ * "Mike" is forced to stop talking due to a... sudden coughing fit into his arm. It sounds like coughing up phlegm, or maybe just coughing his throat raw. ]
[ * Once he's done, he looks up at you... he seems like he's shaking, maybe it's just for a moment. ]
[ * "Mike" flinches, looking at the door with wide eyes until he brushes himself off and wipes off his mouth. The black still stains his shirt and his white glove. ]
Come in pal! Im aye okay!
[ * He puts his hands behind his back in a casual way. Totally not to hide the goop on his hands. ]
[ * "Mike" suddenly BURSTS into a bit of rage, but he collects himself and brushes himself before anything can go bad. ]
I assure you, pal. Its fine. I don't need you to baby me or my shirt. Its just a little stain, I can deal with it on my own.
[ * "Mike" rolls up his sleeves and wipes his mouth off with his palm. It only seems to reveal more black though... almost like hes wiping away makeup. ]
[ * "Mike" was doing his best to keep his composure, but he can't come up with lies quick enough. Nobody has been close enough to notice the pips... he does what he does best. Deflects, and blames. ]
I'M FINE OKAY!?
If I was sick I'd TELL you, if i found your notebook ID TELL YOU!
Do you not have FAITH in me!?
Are you saying I'm unreliable!? Huh? Are you saying I'm untrustworthy?!
LOOK I was coughing because I choked on my saliva, is that what you want to hear? Or do you want to hear that I'm coming down with something horrible so you can PRETEND to care?! Huh!? Huh!?
[ * For a moment he sounded like he did before, a rambling conspiracy theorist thinking faster than his words can handle. ]
[ * Then he... calms down. And clears his throat. ]
...Listen if you want to be helpful, the search team needs clues and for some reason they refuse to talk to you. How about you speak to them.
[*Milo stands strong against Mikes accusations after Mike calms down Milo takes a deep breath and calmly speaks*]
🎶I'll figure out who is running the search later I want to address the things you have just said to me first though🎶
[*Milo takes another deep breath seeming to gather their words and courage*]
🎶what I'm about to say Isn't an accusation it is simply what I have observed.🎶
🎶the way you were coughing before sounded like you were coughing up phlegm not like coughing up some spit. Believe it or not I do know the difference.🎶
🎶combining that with the fact that that black stuff didn't smear or wipe away but rather appeared as if there was more after you wiped your face🎶
[*Milo hangs their head low taking another deep breath seeming to gather more courage before slowly pulling down their hood to reveal their jagged and broken ears in hopes of showing some vulnerability and trust*]
[*as well as so Mike can see Milo's face more clearly so that he can see that Milo is being genuine about what they're about to say next*]
[*They bring their arms down into a self soothing hug*]
🎶It is important to me that you know that I do have faith in you, I do trust you, and I know that you are reliable because you have proven it a hundred times over🎶
🎶Now I don't appreciate you claiming that I'm pretending to care. My care is genuine and sincere. I would really appreciate if you would not accuses me of such 🎶
Contradictions on Contradictions, why don't you try? Why don't you do things? Why? Why? You first say you are just finding yourself through losing yourself, then you deny it. A cavalcade of things pouring from a maw unable to say why it is how it is. You don't know why you bite, why you try.
You're being used up, I can see it in each second that passes, you aren't someone who I need to know everything about, I know enough to say this. You are caught in a trap of your own making.
I AINT CAUGHT IN ANYTHING! I am PERFECTLY—
[ * "Mike" is forced to stop talking due to a... sudden coughing fit into his arm. It sounds like coughing up phlegm, or maybe just coughing his throat raw. ]
[ * Once he's done, he looks up at you... he seems like he's shaking, maybe it's just for a moment. ]
[ * "Mike" flinches, looking at the door with wide eyes until he brushes himself off and wipes off his mouth. The black still stains his shirt and his white glove. ]
Come in pal! Im aye okay!
[ * He puts his hands behind his back in a casual way. Totally not to hide the goop on his hands. ]
[ * "Mike" suddenly BURSTS into a bit of rage, but he collects himself and brushes himself before anything can go bad. ]
I assure you, pal. Its fine. I don't need you to baby me or my shirt. Its just a little stain, I can deal with it on my own.
[ * "Mike" rolls up his sleeves and wipes his mouth off with his palm. It only seems to reveal more black though... almost like hes wiping away makeup. ]
[ * "Mike" was doing his best to keep his composure, but he can't come up with lies quick enough. Nobody has been close enough to notice the pips... he does what he does best. Deflects, and blames. ]
I'M FINE OKAY!?
If I was sick I'd TELL you, if i found your notebook ID TELL YOU!
Do you not have FAITH in me!?
Are you saying I'm unreliable!? Huh? Are you saying I'm untrustworthy?!
LOOK I was coughing because I choked on my saliva, is that what you want to hear? Or do you want to hear that I'm coming down with something horrible so you can PRETEND to care?! Huh!? Huh!?
[ * For a moment he sounded like he did before, a rambling conspiracy theorist thinking faster than his words can handle. ]
[ * Then he... calms down. And clears his throat. ]
...Listen if you want to be helpful, the search team needs clues and for some reason they refuse to talk to you. How about you speak to them.
[*Milo stands strong against Mikes accusations after Mike calms down Milo takes a deep breath and calmly speaks*]
🎶I'll figure out who is running the search later I want to address the things you have just said to me first though🎶
[*Milo takes another deep breath seeming to gather their words and courage*]
🎶what I'm about to say Isn't an accusation it is simply what I have observed.🎶
🎶the way you were coughing before sounded like you were coughing up phlegm not like coughing up some spit. Believe it or not I do know the difference.🎶
🎶combining that with the fact that that black stuff didn't smear or wipe away but rather appeared as if there was more after you wiped your face🎶
[*Milo hangs their head low taking another deep breath seeming to gather more courage before slowly pulling down their hood to reveal their jagged and broken ears in hopes of showing some vulnerability and trust*]
[*as well as so Mike can see Milo's face more clearly so that he can see that Milo is being genuine about what they're about to say next*]
[*They bring their arms down into a self soothing hug*]
🎶It is important to me that you know that I do have faith in you, I do trust you, and I know that you are reliable because you have proven it a hundred times over🎶
🎶Now I don't appreciate you claiming that I'm pretending to care. My care is genuine and sincere. I would really appreciate if you would not accuses me of such 🎶
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Lying is just another term for performing, though. Performing, acting.. Entertainment.
Why aren't you entertained, Mike? Who are you making happy? Why do you put others happiness above you despite the fact you know for sure that they would tear you down bit by bit just like you did to him if they ever had the chance to care.
Maybe it's just that reason. You put them above you because you're terrified of what they might do if you didn't. Not out of some secret goodness in your stale heart, no. It's all selfishness. How can you stand to care for someone else after so long of not caring for yourself?
It's a shame. You deserved better, yet your mistakes are unable to be over written. Your faults are things you cannot erase or wash away, and although you know that you try so, SO hard to keep it locked away in the back of your mind.
How can you stand yourself when you can barely give yourself the chance to sit and rest? How are you so selfish as to not let yourself have this one thing? How can you be so cruel to yourself? How can you be so cruel? How could you do that? Why did you do that, Mike?
...The blood of the many you killed severely outweigh the blood of that one person. You're not as bad as he was. You're worse. You don't deserve their sympathy. You don't deserve anything, not anymore.
You don't even deserve wings.
...That is all. Goodbye, "Mike".
OOC // You are a like a bard sometimes and these ballads are incredibly enchanting. Anyways I hate (love) this pippins and want him to suffer more so *throws this ask at you* love your stuff and love this blog
[ * ...Damn it. ]
[ * That voice. That voice is right it's always so right. It read his character like a book, a book left open in a museum to anyone interested enough to care. A book that had every insecurity and every thought and every word he's already said to himself all in a neat paragraph. ]
[ * What is he to say? What is he to do? What can he respond with that isn't "you're right." The voice had already gone and yet he had so much to talk about. He could've deflected, could've lied. Could've said YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT ME and force them to back down. He could've left this unanswered, hidden in the depths of his own guilt for no one else to see. ]
[ * maybe somewhere deep inside of him is a Pippin who wants to be read, wants to be seen. Maybe even deeper is a Pippin who needs it desperately. A cry for help, a hand out of the tar pit he's refused to wriggle out of. Maybe he needs someone else to take him out of this mess before he digs himself too far in. ]
[ * ...No. ]
[ * he needed someone else to take him out of this mess, but now he's dug himself too far in. Who would help him now? Hater would leave upon knowing he killed people, Milo is getting too suspicious and would probably tell everyone. His fans would leave him, he'd have nobody but F if word got out. ]
[ * ...he didn't say anything. And he let the voice leave, although it would stay in his mind forever.]
[ * Just like everything else he's done. ]
//OOC UEGAHSHEGRHGKGKG THAMK YOU SO MUCH NO ONE HAS CALLED ME A BAED BEFORE I APPRECIATE THESE ASKS SO MUCH YOU DONT EVEN KNOW AHHHH
Why do people still care? ...Who cares if he deserved it? You killed someone. You took a life. You killed him. You killed THEM. The blood on your hands doesn't wash away. Hard plastic stained with sin.
... But you know that already, don't you? You tell yourself every night you sleep. So you avoid sleep because you're afraid the truth will haunt you again.
... Keep lying to yourself, Mike. It's the only thing keeping you afloat.
...
Checking again for the voice, you discover.. There was nobody there. Was it your imagination?
[ * "Mike" looked around, rubbing the back of his neck. The voice was right, he hadn't gotten a good night's rest since he killed them. But he wouldn't dare admit it. There's a lot of things he won't admit. Lying is his new truth, delusion is his reality, darkness the light for him. If he didn't have his truth, reality and light, who is he?... ]
[ * The voice was right, lying was the only thing keeping him afloat... but what if he wanted to do more than float? He wanted to fly, to soar. Break out of the restrictions of this reality and onto a new one. A new one where he was Battat, he had a Jongler and Pluey who didn't see him as a murderer. He doesn't deserve redemption, he just needs a fresh new start. ]
[ * But does he really want to leave? Maybe he just wants to turn back time. That way he'd still have Milo or Hater. Maybe he'd go back to after he told everyone Tenna was a murderer and convince Elnina and Lanino to be the boss. Maybe he'd go back to before he killed Jongler and Pluey and they can all work together again... maybe he'd go back to before he met that stupid cat, or— ]
[ * ]
[ * ...Not even his thoughts are safe. His morality and sense of individuality is a small price to pay to be happy. ]
[ * He now stands in the middle of his office, soaking in his self inflicted loneliness. Coming to the only conclusion that if he wishes to meet what he wants most, he'd have to indulge in the worst parts of himself. ]
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