Cuz I'm Bored: A Chaotic/Everything RP

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Lati happily whooshed down the tunnel.

". . . Then why did you leave?"

"The tests were... hurting more. I didn't want to do them."

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"The tests were... hurting more. I didn't want to do them."

"But . . . you want to go back to them? Even though they hurt you? Why?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

Just now, Through The Living Glass said:

"But . . . you want to go back to them? Even though they hurt you? Why?"

"I was wrong to leave, even though it hurt. I had no right."

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

2 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"I was wrong to leave, even though it hurt. I had no right."

". . . Why?"

[Through the Living Hope]

8 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

They paused, looking ready to turn back and run. The fear had returned to their expression.

7 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"The tests were... hurting more. I didn't want to do them."

7 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"I was wrong to leave, even though it hurt. I had no right."

“You’re wrong. If the tests hurt you, it’s your right to decide if you want the tests to happen. Even if they made you, it is your decision what happens to you. They don’t get to tell you ‘We made you so we can do whatever we want with you.’ It’s your choice.”

7 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

". . . Why?"

 

[BlueWildRye he/him]

9 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"I was wrong to leave, even though it hurt. I had no right."

1 hour ago, Spark of Hope said:

“You’re wrong. If the tests hurt you, it’s your right to decide if you want the tests to happen. Even if they made you, it is your decision what happens to you. They don’t get to tell you ‘We made you so we can do whatever we want with you.’ It’s your choice.”

 

"Well," Sigismund said, "It seems to me like their choice is go back."

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, BlueWildRye said:

"Well," Sigismund said, "It seems to me like their choice is go back."

“But is that what they really want, or is it what they’re conditioned to believe they want?”

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

4 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

“You’re wrong. If the tests hurt you, it’s your right to decide if you want the tests to happen. Even if they made you, it is your decision what happens to you. They don’t get to tell you ‘We made you so we can do whatever we want with you.’ It’s your choice.”

2 hours ago, BlueWildRye said:

"Well," Sigismund said, "It seems to me like their choice is go back."

2 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

“But is that what they really want, or is it what they’re conditioned to believe they want?”

17 took a step back, heart pounding, thoughts conflicted.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

Just now, The Aspiring Archivist said:

17 took a step back, heart pounding, thoughts conflicted.

"Mm, are you okay?"

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

3 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

17 took a step back, heart pounding, thoughts conflicted.

"Hey, don't be upset," Jidah told them. 

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

1 minute ago, Bird Furious said:

"Hey, don't be upset," Jidah told them. 

They quietly held out the sword, apparently offering for her to take it back.

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

9 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

They quietly held out the sword, apparently offering for her to take it back.

She tilted her head. "You don't want it?" 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

5 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

She tilted her head. "You don't want it?" 

"I WANNA SWORD!" Lati cried happily.

[Through the Living Hope]

36 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

17 took a step back, heart pounding, thoughts conflicted.

“I know this is a lot. But you don’t have to let them control you.”

14 minutes ago, Through The Living Glass said:

"I WANNA SWORD!" Lati cried happily.

“No, Lati.”

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

35 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

She tilted her head. "You don't want it?" 

"No. I shouldn't have it. No weapons."

14 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

“I know this is a lot. But you don’t have to let them control you.”

“No, Lati.”

"They don't control me. I was just wrong to disobey."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

4 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"No. I shouldn't have it. No weapons."

"They don't control me. I was just wrong to disobey."

"Why no weapons?"

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

19 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

“I know this is a lot. But you don’t have to let them control you.”

“No, Lati.”

"Aw . . . why not?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

29 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

"Why no weapons?"

"I'm not supposed to have them."

[Through the Living Hope]

36 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"No. I shouldn't have it. No weapons."

"They don't control me. I was just wrong to disobey."

“Not if this is what’s better for you.”

1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"I'm not supposed to have them."

“It’s okay, 17. You don’t have to obey their rules here.”

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

8 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

"I'm not supposed to have them."

"Says who?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

11 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

“Not if this is what’s better for you.”

“It’s okay, 17. You don’t have to obey their rules here.”

"This is not what I was meant for!" They were clearly getting agitated now.

6 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

"Says who?"

"The Makers."

[Bird Furious she/her/un/important]

"They're not here now, are they?" She raised an eyebrow. 

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

15 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

She sighed and started down the tunnel. 

 

15 hours ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

17 followed. "You wanted me to say no, didn't you?"

14 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

Lati happily whooshed down the tunnel.

". . . Then why did you leave?"

209845 led the way, turning up its brightness settings to illuminate the path. The tunnel was oddly rectangular, and smelled of soil and vegetation. It was a little damp, but not to the extent that it was dripping, and large enough to easily accommodate the party as they descended into the earth. The streaks of bioluminescent moss continued in a perfect pattern, almost as if…

As they reached the first intersection, 209845 brushed away a piece dirt from the wall, confirming its suspicions. Beneath the layer of soil and vegetation, consumed and reclaimed by nature, were the remnants of a distinct stone wall. These tunnels weren’t natural; they were ruins, remnants of a civilization long disappeared.

209845 was taken out of its stupor by the sudden sound of bestial howls in the distance. The fox’s warning came back to its mind; they weren’t entirely safe yet. If these were ruins, then there had to be rooms somewhere. 209845 turned to address the group.

”We go left,” it announced. “These are ruins; keep an eye out for doors or entryways of any kind.”

209845 turned back to the crumbling wall, a deep sated need to know more taking hold. Someone had built this, left their mark on this world. Soon, this would all be gone. And yet 209845 couldn’t help but feel a kinship towards its creators. Who are you?

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I have an encounter ready for when everyone is online.

 

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

8 minutes ago, Bird Furious said:

"They're not here now, are they?" She raised an eyebrow. 

"That doesn't matter."

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

5 minutes ago, Hoid_Slayer said:

209845 led the way, turning up its brightness settings to illuminate the path. The tunnel was oddly rectangular, and smelled of soil and vegetation. It was a little damp, but not to the extent that it was dripping, and large enough to easily accommodate the party as they descended into the earth. The streaks of bioluminescent moss continued in a perfect pattern, almost as if…

As they reached the first intersection, 209845 brushed away a piece dirt from the wall, confirming its suspicions. Beneath the layer of soil and vegetation, consumed and reclaimed by nature, were the remnants of a distinct stone wall. These tunnels weren’t natural; they were ruins, remnants of a civilization long disappeared.

209845 was taken out of its stupor by the sudden sound of bestial howls in the distance. The fox’s warning came back to its mind; they weren’t entirely safe yet. If these were ruins, then there had to be rooms somewhere. 209845 turned to address the group.

”We go left,” it announced. “These are ruins; keep an eye out for doors or entryways of any kind.”

209845 turned back to the crumbling wall, a deep sated need to know more taking hold. Someone had built this, left their mark on this world. Soon, this would all be gone. And yet 209845 couldn’t help but feel a kinship towards its creators. Who are you?

Lati listened to the howl.

"What's that?"