SmilingPanda19
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When the copter dropped down by the fallen boulder it was suddenly clear. There was blood… certainly blood… but…. But there was no body… no little boy in sight. Just a single sunflower petal.
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He whimpers, holding her tighter. “Please don’t Miss Mia…” Tears drip down his face.
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Cassian hugs her back tightly, burying his face into her chest. He hangs onto her for dear life. He doesn’t even care to look at who it is, if they are here to kill him so be it. He just sobs into her embrace. @Lotus Blossom
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Cassian starts to full on breakdown. He hears the voices screaming, he knows everyone and everything is out to kill him. It’s all weighing on him. He sits down by one of chasm walls and curls up, rocking back and forth. “You are my sunshine… my only sunshine…” He hums trying to calm himself down. He waits for the two things that could happen, ultimate death or a savior. Preferably the latter.
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"SHUT UP!" He whirls around, screaming at the voice. He is panicking, still dashing to try and find someone or some place to hide. "PLEASE!" He starts hyperventilating, crying again.
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Cassian scrambles, he is easy to spot since he is covered in lots of colorful paint. He has tear stains on his face, washing some of the paint down. He quickly looks around. This is when he realizes he wasn't just being thrown in some cell.... and the board he found earlier wasn't a video game. This was real. And he was really really scared. He tries to tune out the voices in his head as he absolutely bolts to find someone, someone, anyone who would help him. Fen... Aymra Ay... There must be someone left to help me.
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His face is covered in tears and for the first time in his life he is no longer sheltered. He has to be strong. "I would rather die than be called yours." The airship hovers for a moment, letting the two make eye contact for a minute before flying off towards the arena. Cassian slumps against the side of the airship and starts sobbing into his hands. He's all alone now.
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He curls up hugging his knees, balling like a little child. Salty tears stream down his face. "Daddy..." The door of the airship closes and it starts to fly, he limply slams himself at the door, looking out the window at Eddie. He trusted them. He loved them..... but love can be abused and these were nothing but hateful people. "I HATE YOU ALL!" He screams banging his fists against the airship window. He can finally see it now. He can finally see why Eddie and Elan have such bitterness for the world. When the little joy you had is taken away your left with nothing but hatred. Horrible horrible hatred. And he hated every single last one of them for what they have done, and he will NEVER forgive them.
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Cassian is still covered in paint and sobbing his eyes out. He scream, holding out his arms as he gets dragged away. "DADDY PLEASE- D-DADDY PLEASE- HELP ME-" But his cries meet ears that will not hear. Not a single person does something and Anansi has fallen unconscious. Nobody will save him now, nobody except his worthless paint covered unconscious father, and even then his attempts are useless. "DADDY PLEASE DON'T LET THEM-" He lets out one final cry. "DADDY YOU PROMISED!"
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Cassian is still sobbing, limping as he is kicked away, watching Anansi get tased over and over. Anansi falls on his face into the paint, hardly breathing, wheezing with pain. He can hardly form words, begging. "P-le- *jolt* ta-take *scream* me i-ins-ste- *painful cry* -" He screams in pain, crying profusely, his vision blurring. "I c-can't loose all I h-have l-left-" He falls mostly unconscious in the puddle of paint. A colorful crime scene.
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Cassian is sobbing and covered in paint as he is dragged by the collar, he tries to rip himself away. "D-daddy-" He screams. Anansi jolts and falls to his knees, on the edge of passing out, letting out a painful groan. "Let my baby boy go- please- I'll make it up to you-" He starts to cry, something you should never see a man as highly regarded as him do. "PLEASE TAKE ME INSTEAD! I'LL DO ANYTHING! PLEASE!" He is begging, hardly breathing properly on the ground.
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Anansi scrambles, slipping in the paint onto his face, he looks up at Cassian. "Let go of him!" He stumbles up, aiming to punch him.
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He holds his face, it turning red and black. "I'll clean it up! I'll pay for it! I'm sorry-" Cassian is still crying in a pile of paint.
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Important Gamemaker HQ Scene Anansi sits in his chair, rubbing his temples with his hands. These stupid children... He closes his eyes taking deep breaths. This was not going according to the plan, not at all. "Daddy...I made you something." Cassian stands beside him, tugging on the edge of his suit sleeve. Who knows how long he has been there. He holds up a finger painting picture, its a painting of him and Anansi. He immediately puts on a smile for his son. "Aww, its beautiful Cassy." He picks up his son who is giggling like a toddler who was just given sugar. "Nooooo-" He giggles as Anansi tickles him around his waist. He grabs both of Anansi's cheeks smiling, his hands are still covered in blue paint and so it leaves a handprint but he doesnt even mind. "Your going to be a fantastic artist some day." Anansi smiles as Cassian climbs off his lap, he runs over with his tiny little legs to go grab some paint. He runs back over holding it up. "You want to help Daddy-" He trips suddenly and the paint goes everywhere. Anansi jumps up out of his seat, the pain is all over the floor and chairs and technologies. They are both drenched in paints of all colors, head to toe. Cassian gasps, on his knees. He sniffles and looks up at Anansi and tears start to form. "Daddy..." Anansi quickly picks him up in his arms. "Its okay- its okay- we can clean this up-" This needs to be cleaned before someone sees. He see's sparks start to form by one of the expensive and most useful control panels and he rushes over, setting down Cassy and telling him to stay back. No! No! No! He bends down and quickly tries to stop the paint from seeping into the machinery, but its too late. These stupid children! @Edema Rue @Ancient Elantrian
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Watching Hamilton for the 12th time right now because my dad turned it on for some reason. We just finished Satisfied and I yelled at the tv “SLAY ANGELICA YESSSS!”
Am I okay?
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Yall I know its late. And my brain isn't working. But what if we all changed out profile pictures to the same thing... how much chaos could we cause by doing that...... just a thought friends....
(not that I’d have time for it anyway).