The Sacrifice RP

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

3 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

 

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So that Rex can find him

 

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

Just now, Lightweaver2 said:

 

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But they won't let her go.

Not to mention, they wouldn't let him go either.

 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

2 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

 

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Alright, that’s fine.

 

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

11 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He finally looked up at her with tear filled eyes. Hated flared in then, and he yanked himself away from the doctor, ducking past the security guards.

A guard quickly grabbed him again.

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, The Aspiring Archivist said:

A guard quickly grabbed him again.

He struggled against them for a moment, then went still.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

9 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He struggled against them for a moment, then went still.

"You won't talk to her?" The doctor asked.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

"Daniel? I... I thought you loved me!" Rex was sobbing uncontrollably now, hand still outstretched toward him.

@Lightweaver2 @The Aspiring Archivist 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

40 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"You won't talk to her?" The doctor asked.

 

9 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

"Daniel? I... I thought you loved me!" Rex was sobbing uncontrollably now, hand still outstretched toward him.

@Lightweaver2 @The Aspiring Archivist 

“I…I do love you.” He reached his hand out towards hers, then dropped it. “That’s why I have to do this.”

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

11 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

"Daniel? I... I thought you loved me!" Rex was sobbing uncontrollably now, hand still outstretched toward him.

@Lightweaver2 @The Aspiring Archivist 

 

Just now, Lightweaver2 said:

“I…I do love you.” He reached his hand out towards hers, then dropped it. “That’s why I have to do this.”

"It won't make anything better," the doctor noted. "Not for her, certainly not for you."

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

3 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said:

 

“I…I do love you.” He reached his hand out towards hers, then dropped it. “That’s why I have to do this.”

 

2 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

 

"It won't make anything better," the doctor noted. "Not for her, certainly not for you."

"You love me, so you're going to leave?!?!" Rex sobbed. she dropped her hand and curled into a ball on the bed, sobs muffled by the pillow, body shaking with her apparent grief.

Edited January 21, 2024 by Just-A-Stick

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

2 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

 

"It won't make anything better," the doctor noted. "Not for her, certainly not for you."

“It…it will. It has to.”

1 minute ago, Just-A-Stick said:

 

"You love me, so you're going to leave?!?!" Rex sobbed. she dropped her hand and curled into a ball on the bed, sobs muffled by the pillow. 

“…then you’ll be happier. That’s how this is. I make everything worse, every time.”

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

Just now, Lightweaver2 said:

“It…it will. It has to.”

“…then you’ll be happier. That’s how this is. I make everything worse, every time.”

Rex couldn't even lift her head. He never wanted you. He's just like everyone else. Like your father...

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

Rex couldn't even lift her head. He never wanted you. He's just like everyone else. Like your father...

“…Isn’t it? Aren’t people supposed to be better without me?”

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

Just now, Lightweaver2 said:

“…Isn’t it? Aren’t people supposed to be better without me?”

"I- N... No!" Was all she managed to say. He's just trying to get away from you he'd rather be dead than with you...

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

"I- N... No!" Was all she managed to say. He's just trying to get away from you he'd rather be dead than with you...

“That…that…why?”

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

Just now, Lightweaver2 said:

“That…that…why?”

Rex just shook her head, turning her back on him. Easier if you don't see him leave... rebuild the walls... nobody wants you. hide from them, alone again, like always... 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

Rex just shook her head, turning her back on him. Easier if you don't see him leave... rebuild the walls... nobody wants you. hide from them, alone again, like always... 

He looked at her. This…he had been wrong. She still needed him. For now. He stumbled towards her, placing a hand on her back. “I’m…sorry.”

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He looked at her. This…he had been wrong. She still needed him. For now. He stumbled towards her, placing a hand on her back. “I’m…sorry.”

Rex didn't move, except to continue to sob. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

1 minute ago, Just-A-Stick said:

Rex didn't move, except to continue to sob. 

He sat next to her, unsure of what to do. He was an idiot. He really should be dead. But she needed him.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

2 hours ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He sat next to her, unsure of what to do. He was an idiot. He really should be dead. But she needed him.

Rex laid her head in his lap, desperately wishing for him to prove that he still loved her. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

5 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

Rex laid her head in his lap, desperately wishing for him to prove that he still loved her. 

He cupped her cheek in his hand. He was shaking heavily.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

Just now, Lightweaver2 said:

He cupped her cheek in his hand. He was shaking heavily.

"I'm- sorry-" She sobbed, also shaking. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

"I'm- sorry-" She sobbed, also shaking. 

“N…no. It’s not your fault. I’m… I’m the problem here.”

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

2 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said:

“N…no. It’s not your fault. I’m… I’m the problem here.”

"I'm- mess! You're not- a problem-" Rex choked out, turning her face to look at him. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

"I'm- mess! You're not- a problem-" Rex choked out, turning her face to look at him. 

“You’re perfect,” he said with conviction.