May 18, 2019
@jxune
❛ I suppose I simply never imagined I'd make it this far. ❜
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@jxune
❛ I suppose I simply never imagined I'd make it this far. ❜
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“ me, D I E ? ???!
@jxune
— you endlessly humor me; but at the same time i find myself o f f e n d e d !
i know when i will die, i know where i will die; and i certainly won’t be slaughtered by the digits of any creature from this twunky dimension !
DONT YOU KNOW ME , COLONEL ??
OF COURSE YOU DO. “
hewwo leah... i big stan you... writing very good
1-800-HOWS-MY-PORTRAYAL? - ACCEPTING
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|| && @jxune.
♢ || with neither a sliver of reserve nor self-doubt, she burst into yellow’s throne room. the long, rippling cloak clipped firmly around her broad shoulders made it evident she’d wasted not a moment in marching here once finished with her taxing mission. small canyons of exhaustion bordered the undersides of either eye, making apparent that her tasks had been grueling; and yet, here she was, footfalls BOOMING as tall heels were pounded brutally across the tile.
❝ S O. humoring a PATHETIC excuse of a quartz once again, are you, yellow? ❞ it was spoken almost as a demand, the militant nature of her voice all but exemplified after her off-planet work, where she’d drilled respect into the thick skulls of her new, perfect ( and yet LACKING compared to her ) quartz brethren. jealousy, white-hot jealousy, was seeping off of her in crashing tidal waves. ❝ —can’t say i’m SURPRISED, but i thought at the very least you’d have chosen some brute that had the sense not to BRAG about it. ❞
♢ || AESTHETIC 3 - YELLOW DIAMOND - @jxune
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He padded quietly over to her side, expression creased in sympathy as he thought back to his time lingering in everyone’s subconscious, and the pain she felt.
“It...it’s not...” He really didn’t know what to say. It kind of was their fault that all this happened. If they had listened, she wouldn’t have left. But...then he wouldn’t be here. Conundrum.
“....It’s okay,” was what Steven said gently instead.
@jxune
“I know you don’t want to be here and you’re freaked out, but...you’re welcome here, for as long as you wish to stay.”
@jxune
She watched, fascinated, as Yellow’s eyes flitted back and forth, studying the surface of a page of all things. Blue almost loathed to disturb her; convincing her to take a break was an uphill battle more often than not, and it was a rare thing indeed to find her outside the soft glow of a monitor or screen. But curiosity moved her closer, until she almost close enough to sneak a peek over those sharp shoulder pads.
“ --- What are you reading?”
@jxune || plotted starter.
“-- hey!” the pink teenager snaps at the gem that was leading him, “-- careful, I bruise easily.” The gem, a Zircon -- he believes, anyway -- merely gives him a look of indifference between looking before them once more. “I’m already cooperating -- for now -- aren’t I? You don’t gotta manhandle me like that.” Again, he got the impression that the gem didn’t quite understand the wordage he was using -- as he was sure they didn’t know the term manhandle, nor was he certain if gems could bruise. Regardless, he was content to continue to patronize the silent Zircon to at least attempt to make this as unpleasant for her as it was for him. “My Diamond-” the Zircon was finally speaking after a long, long bout of silence once they entered a much larger, almost menacing room. “The prisoner -- we have... reason to believe it is not a gem. Our attempts to destabilize their form has failed, and we do not see a noticeable gem.” “He-” Lars corrected quickly, eyes currently on the Zircon, “I have a name -- It’s Lars, I --” But, the teenager is quickly trailing off when his gaze finds the other in the room -- vaguely recognizing the figure from the trail with Steven; although, she was much more ... MORE closer up. Despite himself, and his earlier resolve, he attempts to take a few steps back - which is aborted by Zircon’s hand on his bicep once more. “.. -oh.”