#sleptsin

something here was off. majorly off. syn couldn’t tell exactly what was going on, but she knew she wasn’t in the right place, her world. things just felt wrong, and one of the biggest signs that what she was feeling was true was that she couldn’t find her way back home. she still had her rune on her arm, and it was showing where she was. she wasn’t in the mortal realm, and even if she was, it wasn’t the one she was accustomed to.

“ is this... a different hell? “

people ( demons? ) were staring at her, standing in the middle of the sidewalk, looking around like she had just woken up from a coma. maybe she had for all she knew. though she was wary of demons from this world, she had no choice but to ask.

      She steps up to the curb, not noticing the car speeding down the road, and so fails to avoid the tsunami of puddled rainwater it causes as it blurs by. Arm lowers as she assesses what happened, having had no time to even try shielding herself. Blinks. She turns to see how many had front row seats to this luck of hers, but instead comes face to face with someone who’d been standing in the splash zone with her. Poor soul, he was just as soaked in shock as she.

      “Pu-HA!” Hands clasp over her mouth. She tries to quell the laughter bubbling at her throat at the sight of him. Though it’s difficult. Maybe it seemed mean to laugh, but there was no intention to make fun of him. Really. It was more like she was glad to have a buddy in the same predicament. But it’s easy to misunderstand.

@sleptsin​

While walking back from the grocery store with food for the week, I ended up finding myself in front of a music store. Sitting there on the display, for everyone to see, was a guitar. Nothing too extravagent in appearance, but definitely well made.

...And definitely expensive, as looking at the price tag told me.

I groaned in frustration. Why couldn’t I have been granted at least my guitar when I was brought here? I was a Vocaloid producer, you know! I have my own songs or songs from others that I could play as acoustic covers as a street performer to earn some money-

No, wait. *slap!* What am I thinking?! Street performing? Having to potentially endure the crushing defeat as nobody gives me any tips? Or worse, having to potentially endure unparalled success, with people crowding around me to watch me perform live?!

No bueno, that is not an option for me at all! Maybe, instead... I could upload videos of me performing at Fantasy Youtube? But I don’t have any proper recording equipment besides my cell phone! High quality video and audio requires quite the investment in production! And how can I produce anything without a computer?!

It's dusk as Mammon squints at the castles silhouette against an orange and pink sky. The display itself makes him pause, he didn't see a sky like this in the Devildom... not so vividly colourful, nothing at all like the dark skies he knows. This distraction is all it takes for him to trip on the path toward Briary Castle.

"Wha-!" Toes hit dead weight and Mammon falls forward, catching himself with hands against stone. He's holding himself over a leg? With a push he's on his knees and looking up the leg at...

"Eh?? Belphie? What are you doin here??"

@sleptsin said: “Finally the time of year where I can wear a blanket outside and no one will judge me.”