A Pariah finally found

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FEATURING
Silver:
Cyanide:

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Faint footsteps at first.

Slowly, Footsteps draw closer, a leg drags against the floor along with a wince, they struggle to draw themselves forward.

A silhouette is seen; it looks like a hedgehog hobbling around.

Luckily they’ve been attending to the wounds that were inflicted on them, yet they missed a step and tumbled onto the floor, they did a short yelp because of it.

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  • sorry it’s not much but I’ll make up for it with writing more!!

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At first, Nothing.

There wasn’t a reason to even look at the destruction from where the eye could see.

Then? A faint whistle, two notes..as if they were calling for someone. Anyone really who knew that kind of whistle, footstep that were faint- almost as if they were dragging themselves.

Slowly, Footsteps draw closer, a leg drags against the floor along with a wince, they struggle to draw themselves forward.

A silhouette is seen; it looks like a hedgehog hobbling around.

Luckily they’ve been attending to the wounds that were inflicted on them, yet they missed a step and tumbled onto the floor, they did a short yelp because of it.

The hedgehog silhouette couldn’t get back up, they were too injured from what had happened. Everything hurt…there was too much spinning in the Psychokinetic’s brain. Yet their appearance was scuffed. BADLY. Scuffed.

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  • That’s alright, take your time!!

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SIL- He struggled to get himself back up, his eyes looking up and slowly saw cyanide, his pupils shrinking. He was okay. Cyanide was okay.

His breathing was shaky, fast.

Struggling even to keep on going as Cyanide did get closer, the silhouette was more apparent of who it was.

  • > :whitecyanquoteL: ..Cy..a..nide..? :whitecyanquoteR:

The voice was quiet, shaky, strained almost a whisper. While the Psychokinetic struggled to push himself forward.

He was glad to see cyanide..so damn happy..his eyes squinting slightly as he soon spoke up.

  • > :whitecyanquoteL: bad-..meeting..huh..? :whitecyanquoteR:

He managed to speak once more.

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  • FUCK

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  • OKAY!!

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SIL- He stumbled forward, Though had managed to catch himself as he let out a strained laugh.

  • > :whitecyanquoteL: h..hah..- oowww..- :whitecyanquoteR:

He winced, everything damn near hurt, soon dragging himself forward to get closer to Cyanide. The Psychokinetic was in horrible shape because of what Enerjak did to him.

He had no idea about what had happened when he was gone.

He can still remember vividly what had happened. But he chose to ignore it for now. He needed to focus on the fact he survived.

He wanted to ask about the others- but it hurt so damn much to even speak further. Yet he persisted.

  • :whitecyanquoteL: are…they okay?…the others..- :whitecyanquoteR:

He could barely even get all of the words out. He wanted to ask about velocity, admin, the whole resistance, and everyone who was affected by what Enerjak had done to Mobius.

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SIL- His eyes looked at Cyanide as he wrapped his arms around Cyanide and got onto his back. His breathing was heavy, almost shaky. His head was tilting downwards. He was practically trembling.

How did he walk around in such a condition?. Only He Himself knew.

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SIL- He didn’t respond immediately as he did a small pained sound, struggling for himself to speak as he soon managed to speak finally.

  • > :whitecyanquoteL: …’m..not cold- ..I..I’ve been around here since-….him…- but…- I..I’ll be fine eventually… :whitecyanquoteR:

He managed finally to speak as their ears were lowered, his whole mind was spinning, the pain on his body was eased yes, yet he can still remember what had happened.

The punches..the blood splattering. It was mortifying to say the least.

Yet the words terrified him more than anything. What the deity had said to him because of what he’d done.

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SIL- He could barely even process the words as his head still tilted down as his eyes closed, his body now slump as he was carried by cyanide.

Falling asleep. He was struggling for so long.

The rest he needs is deserved from everything that had happened to him.

Now? You’re back into the arms of your friends. The allies that you keep so close.

Welcome back, Dearest Time traveler.

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  • yup!

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STAR- ## END OF RP!

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  • … I’m scared.

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STAR- ## YES.

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  • AWHHHHHUHH

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  • I wanna squish cyanide, he cares so damn much and it’s just so fucking UGSHSHZHAHS

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