The Sacrifice RP

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

Just now, Lightweaver2 said:

Hesitantly, he approaches it.

He starts to hear the whispers. Die... add more scars... no one will love you. Morgan's coming back... Daniel's going to leave you. You're not good enough. He'd rather die than be with you. Everyone is going to hurt you. block out the pain. Build more walls. Don't be vulnerable, hide, no one cares, bleed and die, on one cares. You're just suffering alone...

On and on, they don't seem to stop. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

1 minute ago, Just-A-Stick said:

He starts to hear the whispers. Die... add more scars... no one will love you. Morgan's coming back... Daniel's going to leave you. You're not good enough. He'd rather die than be with you. Everyone is going to hurt you. block out the pain. Build more walls. Don't be vulnerable, hide, no one cares, bleed and die, on one cares. You're just suffering alone...

On and on, they don't seem to stop. 

He fell to the floor, the whispers seeming to almost match his own thoughts. He sensed a resonance, some were his own thoughts. Yes, die. It will make it all better for everyone, He thought

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He fell to the floor, the whispers seeming to almost match his own thoughts. He sensed a resonance, some were his own thoughts. Yes, die. It will make it all better for everyone, He thought

Very faintly, he hears a voice calling his name, away from the dark corner. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

Very faintly, he hears a voice calling his name, away from the dark corner. 

He looked towards it. Find something sharp. Stab it through your throat. Jump off a cliff. Starve yourself. Anything you end it, then things will be better.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He looked towards it. Find something sharp. Stab it through your throat. Jump off a cliff. Starve yourself. Anything you end it, then things will be better.

Daniel.... The voice is faint, but sweet, sounding like music... It beckons to him, begging him to stand up.  

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

Daniel.... The voice is faint, but sweet, sounding like music... It beckons to him, begging him to stand up.  

He does so, still looking for the source. You are worthless. You are nothing. No one can love you. No one should love you.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He does so, still looking for the source. You are worthless. You are nothing. No one can love you. No one should love you.

Here... A light pulses not to far away. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

2 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

Here... A light pulses not to far away. 

He stumbles towards it. It’s not worth it. Nothing is.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He stumbles towards it. It’s not worth it. Nothing is.

As he gets closer, the bad voices are drowned out by a sweet music, the source of which is a glowing chest in a little alcove. Daniel.... It sings to him. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

2 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

As he gets closer, the bad voices are drowned out by a sweet music, the source of which is a glowing chest in a little alcove. Daniel.... It sings to him. 

He stepped towards it, touching the lid.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

2 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He stepped towards it, touching the lid.

He feels a clean, bright warmth seeping from it, trying to fill him and drown out the voices. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

He feels a clean, bright warmth seeping from it, trying to fill him and drown out the voices. 

He opens the chest slowly.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He opens the chest slowly.

The memories come flooding out... A specific one floats toward him, and he sees Rex, as a small, happy girl, perhaps four years old, swung into the arms of a figure who must be her mother. They are both smiling widely, and he is impressed with the feeling that he just violated something very private and special. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

The memories come flooding out... A specific one floats toward him, and he sees Rex, as a small, happy girl, perhaps four years old, swung into the arms of a figure who must be her mother. They are both smiling widely, and he is impressed with the feeling that he just violated something very private and special. 

He slams the chest closed. He shouldn’t be there. He shouldn’t be anywhere. He steps away from the box, then turns and begins running, not caring where.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He slams the chest closed. He shouldn’t be there. He shouldn’t be anywhere. He steps away from the box, then turns and begins running, not caring where.

Daniel? It's Rex's voice, calling him from somewhere nearby. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

Daniel? It's Rex's voice, calling him from somewhere nearby. 

He looked over again, both desperately needing her but not wanting her to see him.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

He looked over again, both desperately needing her but not wanting her to see him.

Her essence floated toward him, looking rather puzzled. What are you doing here? 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

Just now, Just-A-Stick said:

Her essence floated toward him, looking rather puzzled. What are you doing here? 

I…I wanted to help you.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

2 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said:

I…I wanted to help you.

She came closer, and embraced his. Thank you... and I'm sorry. What did you find? 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

4 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

She came closer, and embraced his. Thank you... and I'm sorry. What did you find? 

Hesitantly, he hugged her back. I found pain, both of its. And joy, happiness, and love, but not mine.

Edited February 4, 2024 by Lightweaver2

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

Hesitantly, he hugged her back. “I found pain, both of its. And joy, happiness, and love, but not mine.”

Yes... There is a lot of everything in here. She walked past him over to the light chest and peered at the lid, cocking her head to the side. It's been opened. She noted. 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

2 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

Yes... There is a lot of everything in here. She walked past him over to the light chest and peered at the lid, cocking her head to the side. It's been opened. She noted. 

Sorry. I shouldn’t have.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

2 minutes ago, Lightweaver2 said:

Sorry. I shouldn’t have.

Her essence tinged with sadness, and she laid her hand on the chest. What did you see? 

[Weaver of Shadows he/him]

3 minutes ago, Just-A-Stick said:

Her essence tinged with sadness, and she laid her hand on the chest. What did you see? 

Just a memory. You with your mother. He hung his head in shame.

[Just-A-Stick she/her]

1 minute ago, Lightweaver2 said:

Just a memory. You with your mother. He hung his head in shame.

Ahh... that is a good one... the only one I have... Rex looked down, then turned to him. You were trying to help me?