Wow, I used to be Insufferable

Uh- hi.

what’s your name? 😮😮😮

[...That is the worst name she could have ever come up with. That's literally the name of a bat monster. She's so bad at this.]

but anyways I’m Tuli! If anyone tells you I’m Tulin they’re lying, we do look similar though, Tulin’s just way cooler than me 😅😅😅

[She wants to tell you to fuck off so she can stop fumbling horribly. She doesn't know how to interact with you anymore.]

Do you want some cookies? Me and Tulin accidentally bought too much from this one merchant, I can’t finish them all myself so I’ve been giving them out 😮😮😮

[Alcohol sounds great, actually.]

Uh- hi.

what’s your name? 😮😮😮

[...That is the worst name she could have ever come up with. That's literally the name of a bat monster. She's so bad at this.]

but anyways I’m Tuli! If anyone tells you I’m Tulin they’re lying, we do look similar though, Tulin’s just way cooler than me 😅😅😅

[She wants to tell you to fuck off so she can stop fumbling horribly. She doesn't know how to interact with you anymore.]

Uh- hi.

what’s your name? 😮😮😮

[...That is the worst name she could have ever come up with. That's literally the name of a bat monster. She's so bad at this.]

@a-random-traveler

-he doesn't have the energy to keep a projection up for long, he'll fade soon-

...okay but, why the fuck am I suddenly having dreams about people I knew twenty years ago?

"who said you were dreaming, fledgling?"

"I am only kidding, you most likely stumbled through a portal while traveling"

Wait- fuck- I need to find Aqui. If she's here- oh fuck this just created so many problems.

-Traveler rather quickly picks up on your panic-

[She can't be destroying things when others are around.]

"and im sure the others will be as well, they'll be glad to see you turn out ok..im not sure if there's a better way to phrase that"

Well, I doubt it. I'm still an asshole, after all.

"Don't start any fires. My roots run below here and fire H U R T S"

[.....She never thought that she'd also have to think about what trees she takes her frustration out on. She might just have to attack a few monsters instead. A bokoblin or two, maybe.]

-The projection flickers out, waving goodbye-

[And she's back to wandering aimlessly through the woods.]

@a-random-traveler

-he doesn't have the energy to keep a projection up for long, he'll fade soon-

...okay but, why the fuck am I suddenly having dreams about people I knew twenty years ago?

"who said you were dreaming, fledgling?"

"I am only kidding, you most likely stumbled through a portal while traveling"

Wait- fuck- I need to find Aqui. If she's here- oh fuck this just created so many problems.

-Traveler rather quickly picks up on your panic-

[She can't be destroying things when others are around.]

"and im sure the others will be as well, they'll be glad to see you turn out ok..im not sure if there's a better way to phrase that"

Well, I doubt it. I'm still an asshole, after all.

"Don't start any fires. My roots run below here and fire H U R T S"

[.....She never thought that she'd also have to think about what trees she takes her frustration out on. She might just have to attack a few monsters instead. A bokoblin or two, maybe.]

@a-random-traveler

-he doesn't have the energy to keep a projection up for long, he'll fade soon-

...okay but, why the fuck am I suddenly having dreams about people I knew twenty years ago?

"who said you were dreaming, fledgling?"

"I am only kidding, you most likely stumbled through a portal while traveling"

Wait- fuck- I need to find Aqui. If she's here- oh fuck this just created so many problems.

-Traveler rather quickly picks up on your panic-

[She can't be destroying things when others are around.]

"and im sure the others will be as well, they'll be glad to see you turn out ok..im not sure if there's a better way to phrase that"

Well, I doubt it. I'm still an asshole, after all.

@a-random-traveler

-he doesn't have the energy to keep a projection up for long, he'll fade soon-

...okay but, why the fuck am I suddenly having dreams about people I knew twenty years ago?

"who said you were dreaming, fledgling?"

"I am only kidding, you most likely stumbled through a portal while traveling"

Wait- fuck- I need to find Aqui. If she's here- oh fuck this just created so many problems.

-Traveler rather quickly picks up on your panic-

[She can't be destroying things when others are around.]

@a-random-traveler

-he doesn't have the energy to keep a projection up for long, he'll fade soon-

...okay but, why the fuck am I suddenly having dreams about people I knew twenty years ago?

"who said you were dreaming, fledgling?"

"I am only kidding, you most likely stumbled through a portal while traveling"

Wait- fuck- I need to find Aqui. If she's here- oh fuck this just created so many problems.

@a-random-traveler

-he doesn't have the energy to keep a projection up for long, he'll fade soon-

...okay but, why the fuck am I suddenly having dreams about people I knew twenty years ago?

"who said you were dreaming, fledgling?"

@a-random-traveler

-he doesn't have the energy to keep a projection up for long, he'll fade soon-

...okay but, why the fuck am I suddenly having dreams about people I knew twenty years ago?

[The warmth makes her perk up. She knows who this magic belongs to! Maybe it can help her gain her bearings! She increases her pace, heading directly towards the warmth.]

[Though not who you were expecting. Not who you were expecting even remotely. Instead, you find a very drunk, very flushed teenager leaning up against a tree while he tries to figure out how to use his crutches again. He glares at the ground like it personally offended him, and doesn’t even take notice to you.]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[This must be some weird, fucked up dream.]

[Maybe… Maybe ripping himself open only to pour alcohol right on his core was a bad idea.]

[This isn't an uncommon problem, but still. You never knew how to go light on substances.]

[He can’t help but tense slightly. And he doesn’t move. If he tries to sit now, his knees just might give out, and then he’ll fall flat one his face in front of a rito. A weirdly familiar rito. He just doesn’t remember why you’re familiar.]

But you're fucked up right now, you need to rest.

[By now, his legs refuse to support him at all, and he’s leaning all his weight on his crutches. His undone hair covers his face, at least, when he still has his head hanging like this.]

You think you're going to scare me? Well guess what, Ribbon? I'm not fucking scared.

Sit your ass down and rest, you fucking idiot.

[Theres a sudden panic it can barely process as it’s thrown into this situation where the only thing it knows to do is listen. The drunkenness doesn’t help. But its crutches disappear into the light, it has no regard for the wrong clothes it’s wearing, and it falls to its knees. As it does, it has to support itself with a hand to make sure it doesn’t double over from the pain. It shoots from his knees all the way to its core and leaves it breathless, vision nearly blacking out for… Probably longer than a second.]

[That.... Did not look painless. She walks close to you and slowly gets to her knees. She's not sure what caused this shift in demeanor. Her childhood is.... Blurry, to say the least.]

[Your words catch up to it. It did something wrong, it thinks. It wishes that it was dead, right about now. It hurts so much. Are you going to make it worse again? You always do. Theres no reason why this time would be any different. You can see it start to tremble.]

[Fuck, she's really not good at this comforting shit.]

[It waits for something to happen. It doesn’t move aside from the shaking. It waits for some part of it to be forcefully changed. It stops thinking. And just.. Waits. It’s never done anything else.]

[She lets go of your hands and quickly backs off. That was a horrible attempt at comforting you!!!]

[An all too distant look gathers in its eyes as it stops focusing on the world around it, on anything. It’s just supposed to wait for this to be over. It’s easier to wait when it feels like the world isn’t real.]

[Yup, that's reassuring! Probably!]

[You can still see it shake. Partly from fear, partly from the agony that just gets worse day to day. But it shows no sign of response. It’s just… Blank. Completely.]

[She stands and slowly backs away.]

[It cries out in pain. It’s not worth trying. It stays right where it is, shaking a lot more noticeably now. It hurts.]

[She backs up more before sighing and turning to leave. She forgot completely about the terms she used to use.]

[The warmth makes her perk up. She knows who this magic belongs to! Maybe it can help her gain her bearings! She increases her pace, heading directly towards the warmth.]

[Though not who you were expecting. Not who you were expecting even remotely. Instead, you find a very drunk, very flushed teenager leaning up against a tree while he tries to figure out how to use his crutches again. He glares at the ground like it personally offended him, and doesn’t even take notice to you.]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[This must be some weird, fucked up dream.]

[Maybe… Maybe ripping himself open only to pour alcohol right on his core was a bad idea.]

[This isn't an uncommon problem, but still. You never knew how to go light on substances.]

[He can’t help but tense slightly. And he doesn’t move. If he tries to sit now, his knees just might give out, and then he’ll fall flat one his face in front of a rito. A weirdly familiar rito. He just doesn’t remember why you’re familiar.]

But you're fucked up right now, you need to rest.

[By now, his legs refuse to support him at all, and he’s leaning all his weight on his crutches. His undone hair covers his face, at least, when he still has his head hanging like this.]

You think you're going to scare me? Well guess what, Ribbon? I'm not fucking scared.

Sit your ass down and rest, you fucking idiot.

[Theres a sudden panic it can barely process as it’s thrown into this situation where the only thing it knows to do is listen. The drunkenness doesn’t help. But its crutches disappear into the light, it has no regard for the wrong clothes it’s wearing, and it falls to its knees. As it does, it has to support itself with a hand to make sure it doesn’t double over from the pain. It shoots from his knees all the way to its core and leaves it breathless, vision nearly blacking out for… Probably longer than a second.]

[That.... Did not look painless. She walks close to you and slowly gets to her knees. She's not sure what caused this shift in demeanor. Her childhood is.... Blurry, to say the least.]

[Your words catch up to it. It did something wrong, it thinks. It wishes that it was dead, right about now. It hurts so much. Are you going to make it worse again? You always do. Theres no reason why this time would be any different. You can see it start to tremble.]

[Fuck, she's really not good at this comforting shit.]

[It waits for something to happen. It doesn’t move aside from the shaking. It waits for some part of it to be forcefully changed. It stops thinking. And just.. Waits. It’s never done anything else.]

[She lets go of your hands and quickly backs off. That was a horrible attempt at comforting you!!!]

[An all too distant look gathers in its eyes as it stops focusing on the world around it, on anything. It’s just supposed to wait for this to be over. It’s easier to wait when it feels like the world isn’t real.]

[Yup, that's reassuring! Probably!]

[You can still see it shake. Partly from fear, partly from the agony that just gets worse day to day. But it shows no sign of response. It’s just… Blank. Completely.]

[She stands and slowly backs away.]

[The warmth makes her perk up. She knows who this magic belongs to! Maybe it can help her gain her bearings! She increases her pace, heading directly towards the warmth.]

[Though not who you were expecting. Not who you were expecting even remotely. Instead, you find a very drunk, very flushed teenager leaning up against a tree while he tries to figure out how to use his crutches again. He glares at the ground like it personally offended him, and doesn’t even take notice to you.]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[This must be some weird, fucked up dream.]

[Maybe… Maybe ripping himself open only to pour alcohol right on his core was a bad idea.]

[This isn't an uncommon problem, but still. You never knew how to go light on substances.]

[He can’t help but tense slightly. And he doesn’t move. If he tries to sit now, his knees just might give out, and then he’ll fall flat one his face in front of a rito. A weirdly familiar rito. He just doesn’t remember why you’re familiar.]

But you're fucked up right now, you need to rest.

[By now, his legs refuse to support him at all, and he’s leaning all his weight on his crutches. His undone hair covers his face, at least, when he still has his head hanging like this.]

You think you're going to scare me? Well guess what, Ribbon? I'm not fucking scared.

Sit your ass down and rest, you fucking idiot.

[Theres a sudden panic it can barely process as it’s thrown into this situation where the only thing it knows to do is listen. The drunkenness doesn’t help. But its crutches disappear into the light, it has no regard for the wrong clothes it’s wearing, and it falls to its knees. As it does, it has to support itself with a hand to make sure it doesn’t double over from the pain. It shoots from his knees all the way to its core and leaves it breathless, vision nearly blacking out for… Probably longer than a second.]

[That.... Did not look painless. She walks close to you and slowly gets to her knees. She's not sure what caused this shift in demeanor. Her childhood is.... Blurry, to say the least.]

[Your words catch up to it. It did something wrong, it thinks. It wishes that it was dead, right about now. It hurts so much. Are you going to make it worse again? You always do. Theres no reason why this time would be any different. You can see it start to tremble.]

[Fuck, she's really not good at this comforting shit.]

[It waits for something to happen. It doesn’t move aside from the shaking. It waits for some part of it to be forcefully changed. It stops thinking. And just.. Waits. It’s never done anything else.]

[She lets go of your hands and quickly backs off. That was a horrible attempt at comforting you!!!]

[An all too distant look gathers in its eyes as it stops focusing on the world around it, on anything. It’s just supposed to wait for this to be over. It’s easier to wait when it feels like the world isn’t real.]

[Yup, that's reassuring! Probably!]

[The warmth makes her perk up. She knows who this magic belongs to! Maybe it can help her gain her bearings! She increases her pace, heading directly towards the warmth.]

[Though not who you were expecting. Not who you were expecting even remotely. Instead, you find a very drunk, very flushed teenager leaning up against a tree while he tries to figure out how to use his crutches again. He glares at the ground like it personally offended him, and doesn’t even take notice to you.]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[This must be some weird, fucked up dream.]

[Maybe… Maybe ripping himself open only to pour alcohol right on his core was a bad idea.]

[This isn't an uncommon problem, but still. You never knew how to go light on substances.]

[He can’t help but tense slightly. And he doesn’t move. If he tries to sit now, his knees just might give out, and then he’ll fall flat one his face in front of a rito. A weirdly familiar rito. He just doesn’t remember why you’re familiar.]

But you're fucked up right now, you need to rest.

[By now, his legs refuse to support him at all, and he’s leaning all his weight on his crutches. His undone hair covers his face, at least, when he still has his head hanging like this.]

You think you're going to scare me? Well guess what, Ribbon? I'm not fucking scared.

Sit your ass down and rest, you fucking idiot.

[Theres a sudden panic it can barely process as it’s thrown into this situation where the only thing it knows to do is listen. The drunkenness doesn’t help. But its crutches disappear into the light, it has no regard for the wrong clothes it’s wearing, and it falls to its knees. As it does, it has to support itself with a hand to make sure it doesn’t double over from the pain. It shoots from his knees all the way to its core and leaves it breathless, vision nearly blacking out for… Probably longer than a second.]

[That.... Did not look painless. She walks close to you and slowly gets to her knees. She's not sure what caused this shift in demeanor. Her childhood is.... Blurry, to say the least.]

[Your words catch up to it. It did something wrong, it thinks. It wishes that it was dead, right about now. It hurts so much. Are you going to make it worse again? You always do. Theres no reason why this time would be any different. You can see it start to tremble.]

[Fuck, she's really not good at this comforting shit.]

[It waits for something to happen. It doesn’t move aside from the shaking. It waits for some part of it to be forcefully changed. It stops thinking. And just.. Waits. It’s never done anything else.]

[She lets go of your hands and quickly backs off. That was a horrible attempt at comforting you!!!]