#symphonicvoid

[ * Stitching bodies and bones was one thing, but SOULs were quite another. PROPHET’s hands were shaking but they took a breath and focused. ]

[ * They knew their SOUL so they concentrated there first. They took the bits that were distinctly “them” and pulled it away from the vague star-like shape. It tugged and wanted to go back and join--but PROPHET held firm. They took DETERMINATION and stitched it back up and placed it back above their horns... But it just--it just didn’t feel right. ]

[ * It felt...really lonely... ]

[ * They paused and had a chat with Flaps, seeking his opinion. He reassured them...and they took their SOUL in their hands. They broke off the pieces that were cracked, loosely tying them to the main but letting them float free. They reached for the other two... ]

[ * PROPHET applied a hint of KINDNESS and PATIENCE to Flaps’s and Maes’s SOULs, respectively, to tell them apart easier. Once all three were separated, PROPHET noticed cracks in both that hadn’t been there before. ]

[ * The tips of Maes’s diamond-shaped SOUL were brittle. Flaps’s damaged one was no better really... PROPHET took little pieces of these and replaced them with parts from the others. Maes got one part of Flaps and one part of PROPHET. Flaps got one from Maes and one from them. PROPHET got a little bit from Maes and Flaps... ]

[ * They stitched these new SOULs together. They resonated and shook a little, but they seemed stable with parts of the boyfriends still close at hand. They felt--connected still. They could feel the other thoughts and see it in their mind and they couldn’t help but tear up. ]

[ * Once they had some rest and let these SOULs heal over, they would be fine. ]

[ * The Worb as a single, physical entity was officially gone--but the trio were still together. ]

* i’ll address the latter first -

* it prrrrobably won’t, no. none of us really hold any interest for that as far as i know? it’s a huge responsibility - and monsters from our timelines all sound like they reproduced differently so that might not work even if we Did make an effort at it.

* iunno. it’s not something i personally would want - i’m happy just dating them both and being close like this, i don’t think i really want to go further atm.

* that out of the way. being linked the way that we are is kinda.... weird? we all have small parts of one another’s souls latched onto our own - it was done so we could safely unfuse, given how wonky mine and maestro’s souls are.

* i’m pretty sure it is permanent? i don’t really.... want to test that theory out, considering that we could. probably die if it went to the wayside.

* as far as advantages and disadvantages go.... let’s see.

* we kinda have this. headspace???? thing? we had it while we were fused, but it held since we kept our souls fused in the way that we did, so we have a space to be with each other even if we aren’t physically and that’s a blessing. it’s.... really comforting, especially if one of us is fighting like. nasty negative thoughts. 

* the only real big cons that i can think of are uh.... i’m. not sure if any of us will be able to leave the void until we ALL can, individually? proph might be an exception to that but we haven’t tested things since.

* and the fact that if one of us gets a song stuck in our head then it’s stuck in all of our heads

* oohh goodness hehe,, ok ! ❤️❤️

* well um ! Flaps was the first person i met when i woke up in the VOID here .. aand hes been. Nothing but kind to me and he’s a wonderful cook a-and he always hugs me whenever i want!!!! I just wish i could do More than being a blanket sometimes hhehe,,

* runi is. I g uess?? im their dad now hehhe which is a funny thought .. but they have such a big heart and they do All sorts of things for us and i love them so much. one day i want to–hug them. Actually Them, not just their projections.. and i want to let them know its ok

[ * The Worb had finally gotten up from the blanket pit hell that had trapped them for nearly all their time fused... They made sure not to disturb the rest of the household and lumbered out to the Dome. ] 

 [ * PROPHET was in control and stretched their wings out and shook them. They leapt up to a branch and perched for a bit, testing out all of the limbs one by one. Once they were satisfied, they floated down and approached the door, nestled within the trunk. They hadn't been here for a long time... ]

 [ * They placed a detached, floating hand against the wood and the door swung inwards with a soft creak. A cool night breeze greeted them as they moved inside and let it shut behind them. ] 

 [ * Truly, it was a different world. ] 

 [ * PROPHET let them sit for a few moments, feeling the grass and gazing into the distance... And then turned to a camouflaged wall on their right and stepped inside. ] 

 [ * The stark grays of technology and dust seemed unnatural in an open, beautiful place... But they pressed a hand to a plate and soft lights came on. Nothing harsh to hurt the Worb's eyes... but enough to see by. PROPHET began wiping the dust from these machines one by one. ] 

 [ * When it was clean and ready, they took the three bags of bones from their wings and placed each one on an identical-looking pedestal. With another hand-panel pressed, they floated and glowed a soft yellow. Data began covering nearby screens, along with WINGDINGS and 3D models of each bone inside... ]

 ANALYSIS BEGINNING.... PLEASE WAIT

[ * … ]

[ * …They could feel their SOUL weakening this whole time. They knew if they continued to stay like this–split in half and distanced… they would, eventually, dust. But they didn’t want to leave. They enjoyed being able to see inside their boyfriends’s minds…to comfort them, to understand more deeply than ever before. ]

[ * PROPHET did not want to leave. ]

[ * But they had to. ]

[ * Their strength was fading fast. If they didn’t rejoin now, it was over. They didn’t have the energy to reach out via text. The feeling of death and exhaustion clouded their ability to sense everything around them. They urged Flaps and Maes to understand without words. ]

[ * Please let me go… please take me back to my body. ]

[ * I won’t last much longer… ]