#c!rocketduo

“cause i hate like, everyone, except for you.” -conan gray

Week one: Origins Jack in a lava pool (he’s too cold in the overworld)

Warning: Sui// Thoughts, Alcoholism

Your name is Niki Nihachu

It sits on an old plate in a place that no longer exists

Labeled “Treasurer”

I found it in your office

It’s covered in dust and when I go to wipe it

Gunpowder.

It doesn’t wash out

Why bother then?

Your name is Niki Nihachu

You often tell me you end up forgetting it exists

So used to never having to use a voice

It came with one use: Introduce yourself

They shake your hand before moving on to Wilbur

or Tommy

or Tubbo

“Niki Nihachu, Treasurer”

My name is lost in between a haze of noise

It’s nothing I don’t care or think to remember

Carved on the bottom of a bottle that says

“J#ck Manifold”

I don’t read a name

Just a time to unscrew the lid

And drink

My name is carved under a bottle of beer

That fills my gut and mocks my ancestors

It tastes like shit but for once that’s a good thing

Because killing yourself is hard work

This is easy. Far too easy.

Honey tastes nice but reminds you of other assholes

Water keeps you alive

This works.

Your name is Niki Nihachu

You started baking again

You joined the Syndicate

Whatever the fuck that is

My name is Jack Manifold

I found it on a beer bottle

It reminds me to drink and

I use it to drown out noise

You started baking again

I drank some more

Your name is Niki Nihachu