#marshmallowocs

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(Yes the anatomy is a bit whacky but hear me out he’s too adorable-)

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The one in charge

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duty report

I entered the room. Unlike some time ago, it is now small and light-toned, with an opened window that allows the breeze to come in and graze the curtains. A corner of the room is filled with soft toys, the other a big detailed dollhouse. In the middle, there's a wool rug on the ground. And on the rug, there's a cradle where he stands in it, hands holding onto the railings, looking at me with a smile as gentle as the sunlight from outside.

"Good morning, is your day well?" I asked as I closed the door. Seeing him, no matter in any form still wrenches my heart, thinking about all the stuff that happened before...

"Very. Ever since I entered here, I've been feeling better and better. Your effort really paid off." The sunlight reflected from his short hair made him look like he had a halo - not like he didn't have one already in my eyes. "I suppose you're here to tell me how things are going on recently?"

"Ah, yes, yes," I answered with my mind preparing a speech, trying to fit every late event in, "I made sure that there were no longer any loud thunder noises. I am considering adding occasional regular meteor showers, too. Well aside from the sky, I developed a Ferris wheel and a simple zoo. I also designed a few more variations of soft toys here- oh, and I am thinking about implementing snow globes," I paused, then said, "Since much fundamental work is already done in the first week here, my main job now is no longer to extend but to maintain, I suppose."

"Sounds great. His state must be improving, then?" It is very foreseeable for him to ask about that poor thing. "After all, that's... well, you've heard the same thing many times already."

"It's okay, that's my mantra too," I responded.

"That's great to hear." whenever I think he is smiling much gently already, his facial expression always gets more soothing. "you see, I remember everything. He was in grave despair long before this place existed, and every time he broke down and lost faith, I wanted to tell him to keep believing in the existence of this place- but I was so weak back then that my voice could not be sent to him. Not just weak, I have no arguments to effectively persuade him, since I doubt there's anyone who wouldn't be paranoid after those events he experienced."

The image of the poor thing appeared in my mind again - crying, weeping, trembling, curled up in the corner, afraid of everything. I shook my head to focus back on the present. "As you are aware, he's happier now. I made sure to stay by his side and not leave for a single moment. I made sure he now wakes up every day looking forward to what is going to happen next. I made sure to serve him delicious meals and food. I made sure to play with him, provide mental comfort and reassurance, and appreciate his existence and effort all the time. I also made sure that he knows he is very treasured and has a special place in my heart, that he forgets the whole existence of the concept of evilness and that everyone is happy he is here. I made absolutely sure that he knew this state of happiness would go on forever, so there was no need to worry about anything ending, and he could just live on in his purest form." I announced it like wearing a badge of honour - it's needless to say this is my pride. "By the way, I call him by silly, adorable nicknames."

He looks like he's almost crying, out of joy. "That's very nice to hear... I always knew you would be the one to bring him felicity. Is he sleeping well now?"

"Of course he is. I hug him to sleep every night. He now experiences dreams that I carefully carved when he is asleep. There's no longer a night that he wakes up scared again." Every time I think of how others actually failed to keep on doing this simple task, I feel a sense of confidence.

"Can you come closer?" he wiped the tears in his eyes. I walked towards him, the centre of the room. The sensation of the soft rug embraced my bare feet, as it is slightly warmed by the sunlight.

"Let me hold your hand." He held my hands with his, small and delicate, on top of the railing of the cradle. He then put his forehead onto the back of my palm. I can feel drops of his tears falling on it.

"From a long ago, I already knew that good things would happen, especially after a long and tiresome journey. I always knew, not just believed but knew, that it's just like the reward, the compensation for hardships. That is what sustained me through everything. I am glad that this order of the world stayed as true as it has always been when I was first told about it. Thank you, really, from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for realizing the order and restoring his original self, the one he always wanted to be."

Drops of tears still remained in his eyes, while the sunlight behind his back shone at him - he looked like he was glowing with heavenly glory. I kneeled to him while holding his hands like a knight getting dubbed.

"It is simply my duty to do so."

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One would be but worthless without appeal nor legitimate status.

[marshmallow3forest]

This is one of my OC - Carina - in her school uniform :D

What I am trying to create is a very very normal and dull girl here (that is why she has a forgettable design, because she IS boring at first sight)

But I promise you she will not be the cliche "she looks normal but omgee she is so talented and perfect, I was wrong all the time" girl.

I will probably make a post talking about the stories that I plan to... "publish"???? is that the right word????

But anyways, she is actually one of the first original characters that I have created in my life (at least, I created her prototype when I was like 10 or something) (and Carina prototype's prototype was created when I was in second grade... damn)

7/6/2022

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Oculus of Veracity

(Instructions: this is a segment of a conversation that consists of two (?) people (?), where one side of the convo is excluded here signified by “-“.)

(I made up my mind to start posting some of my original stories here while trying my best to avoid all the juices that requires prerequisite information on my stories, and avoiding the important parts and spoilers so that it can provide the absolute shock and bewilderment (I doubt I have the ability to do so but hey, it’s okay to be a bit overly ambitious sometimes) when you guys see the whole picture in its final form that I desired it to be. Anyways, here’s the thing. Enjoy >wo)

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“… it’s you.”

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“… stop fooling with me, didn’t you just try to do some kind of truth-dissecting onto me?”

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“Whatever you are up to, just say it, this is the perfect moment.”

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“What loop?”

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“I don’t know, don’t ask me!”

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“What does that have to do with us?!”

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<+¥<!€,|^|%{#]} (this sentence was blurred.)

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“…?”

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“Just go on.”

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“… ok…?”

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“What am I supposed to get from this $-&:?}%#*” (unfortunately, this part is also blurred.)

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“Then… then what?! Are you telling me that I can only choose to despair and give up now? Or struggle until I use up all my hope, as if I haven’t? As if either of these will make a change?”

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“What should I do, then?”

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“Let’s do this then”

-All will end for good once we finish this. Then, the world will be rid of sins and all that is bothersome, thus a paradise customized for us.-

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Gloria inanitate et nostra existentia

such phrase is written on the back cover of a antiquated yet well-preserved book.

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I hope I didn't screw up my maths

tomorrow is the last day of my exam week (not really, I have music exams on Saturday but meh) and I hope stuff can go smoothly without me freaking out and skipping questions thay Idk how to do and ending up with me not being able to answer 70% of them

btw this is Theo, my favourite OC, aka my son