day 327 - bubble wrap & ukulele !
feeling a bit sappy this evening so of course the drawing follows suit....ilove you all -šŖ·

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day 327 - bubble wrap & ukulele !
feeling a bit sappy this evening so of course the drawing follows suit....ilove you all -šŖ·

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hgrhghrhn!!
Ā ONE I donāt got the time, not soon, anyway; my ass is getting KICKED by school,,, as well as uhh. some. medical issues, that Iām not gonna get into right now. Itās a lot itās been very stressful ya boy almost died but itās alriGHT itās all okay (even if the problem is not solved yet and iām still at some minor riSK but shshsghkh we donāt talk about it)
and TWO Iāve never plAYED!! Iād shkjh... have to buy funny amogus game and then iād be. perfectly in character as i havenāt the faintest idea what iām doing but iāll pretend to know exactly whatās going on, confidently
at SOME point perhaps! then itās all over for you guys because long rambley ass texts incoming UNTIL that point, however! oogh
megs tried to kiss me but the light was off and he was being all Smooth until he had to fuckign pat my face to figure out where my mouth was and i coughed up a lung laughing
DATE: March 19th LOCATION: Corridors leading towards the Bunker TIME: approximately 5:15 pm OPEN TO: all
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Thoughts of what had happened earlier in day ran through Tateās head, repeating in cycles as he tried to get a grasp on it. An explosion had gone off within the hall, and all who stood within it were in the crosshairs -- himself included.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Tate had died -- that was the one of the few things in his mind he was completely certain of. The last thing he remembered before the bomb went offĀ was that he speaking to Diem -- about what, he couldnāt quite remember, likely just idle chatter -- but then he was overwhelmed by sensations of pain throughout his body and suddenly a pair of warm arms wrapped around him.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā After that: nothing.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā A voice in his mind whispered,Ā āYou died.ā The credence he held to this thought was overwhelming.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā It was because of the nothingnessĀ he had felt. Blank, numbing. It was a feeling unlike any other he had had before. This alone had him convinced. But if had not been for that, then instead for the healers who had surrounded him with wide eyes, their whispers barely audible as they talked between themselves. They did what they needed to do to heal his injuries, not answering his questions. It seemed that they had just as many. When he was feeling well enough, ironic, considering he thought he shouldnāt even be able to stand right then, he left when their backs were turned. There were likely people who needed their help more than him.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ( Tate, you died, but now youāre alive again. Youāre breathing. Youāre okay. Donāt be asking for too much more.Ā )
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā What bothered him the most was that he hadnāt seen Bailey within the group of people. Healers were not the most prevalent of people, he knew, but it did seem like an awful lot had been near him -- why hadnāt Bailey been a part of that group? He needed to find her. Tate couldnāt call to mind the last time he had seen her. Surely he would have remembered if she had been in the gathering hall? Still, there had been many people there, and odds were he didnāt get to see all of them, but he hoped that his cousin hadnāt been there.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā He had heard one of the healers say that most of those in the palace had been gathered into the bunkers beneath the castle. That seemed the next most likely place for his cousin to be, if not helping with the rest of the men and women who seemed to not have enough hands to go around. The hallway was empty, unnervingly so, as he walked down it. Noises echoed off of the walls, and Tate could only hope someone would come around soon enough.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Out of almost nowhere, it seemed ( or maybe Tate wasnāt paying quite enough attention to the world around him instead of his thoughts ), he saw another figure in the hall. Stepping in front of them before they could walk past, he asked,Ā ā You wouldnāt have happened to see Bailey Whitcomb, would you? Sheās a healer and -- ā he gestured back towards the direction he had come fromĀ ā -- I didnāt see her over there, and I just want to make sure sheās okay, you know? ā
Get ready for a lot of extremelyeandom ventyposts ok...?

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i uhhh. iām going to bed! idk if iām feeling so brain sludch-y bc i had sugar and now iām on a sugar crash or bc iāve been consuming fic for like three hours straight but uuuhhh. regardless. brain Mush. Scrampled Egg. iām going to sleep and uuhhh iāll probably be in bed late. aurie if you see this i prommy iāll backlog the flat tomorrow morningĀ
amazing ican infodump about this fucking universe for an entire hour Bt when its time to axctually sit my ass down and WRITE in it its damn near impossible
im probably papi from popee the performerĀ