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" . . . " " Maybe, it would... suffice, to see Them again, or... "

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im blogging it!

sigh Im LOVING these blogs I can't stop thinking about every one of them (more coming soon)

@theworldsarchitect @divine-swordsmaster @bestial-corruption

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squints at you . from a distance

@wires-for-veins ))

There's somebody standing here. Just, standing like a statue. They seemed to be looking at someone, but that someone had left.

Does he not have anything better to do?

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" ... " He, uneventfully, goes back to standing.

There's a slight frown on his face, but it's hardly noticable.

[ There are eyes in the trees. Two, white glowing ones. No pupils are visible. ]

"Hello, Mr. Doe."

( @vacantabyss )

All he does in return, is stare blankly in the direct of the eyes. No words. Nothing. Just staring back.

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" Ex-act-ly. " " There's, nothing else, to do here. And. I don't... want.. to... d-do anything. Yes. " Hesitance?

" You should. Look. Some-where else."

[ There are eyes in the trees. Two, white glowing ones. No pupils are visible. ]

"Hello, Mr. Doe."

( @vacantabyss )

All he does in return, is stare blankly in the direct of the eyes. No words. Nothing. Just staring back.

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" No, actually. I do ex-act-ly that. " To be fair, he just had been standing there.

" I have nothing, else, to be doing. To do. " " Why would I? " " What is there, worthwhile, but my, pur-pose, here? "

[ There are eyes in the trees. Two, white glowing ones. No pupils are visible. ]

"Hello, Mr. Doe."

( @vacantabyss )

All he does in return, is stare blankly in the direct of the eyes. No words. Nothing. Just staring back.

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" Just. Tell me. Why you came here. I don't have, any, reason, for i-dle chat-ter. "

Neither does he. He's not emotive in the slightest.

[ There are eyes in the trees. Two, white glowing ones. No pupils are visible. ]

"Hello, Mr. Doe."

( @vacantabyss )

All he does in return, is stare blankly in the direct of the eyes. No words. Nothing. Just staring back.

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There's no visible reaction on his face to anything regarding it. " I have, nothing, to say to you. Because you don't, matter. "

[ There are eyes in the trees. Two, white glowing ones. No pupils are visible. ]

"Hello, Mr. Doe."

( @vacantabyss )

All he does in return, is stare blankly in the direct of the eyes. No words. Nothing. Just staring back.

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[ There are eyes in the trees. Two, white glowing ones. No pupils are visible. ]

"Hello, Mr. Doe."

( @vacantabyss )

All he does in return, is stare blankly in the direct of the eyes. No words. Nothing. Just staring back.

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" ... " " Nothing, seems to be, happening. "

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He stops stomping once he both realizes that: A: This hatch doesn't feel like it has anything underneath it, and B: he hears the clattering objects. His head turns to the door. And then, he starts to think. It takes less than a second for him to come to a conclusion. They were hiding in the ice, and made a break for the door while I'm not looking. They, logically, will run straight out the door and attempt to get as far away from the building as possible. This person has never met me before, and is unfamiliar with my tricks. They have not realized the traps I have set around their building. Including the one right in-front of door. I will be alerted to their presence the moment they set foot into that puddle of corruption.

John gets down, almost like he's about to start sprinting, despite the fact he's facing a wall. But, first. He slams his spiked arm into the ground.

[ C/: EXECUTE SCRIPT: CORRUPT ENERGY ]

And quicky, the front yard of the store is ensnared by a wide array of spikes. If he gets there; and he should, he will be infected by the corruption, and be slowed down. And he won't have anywhere to run.

Fool me once, shame on me. But, it's only a matter of time.

[ C/: EXECUTE SCRIPT: DIGITAL FOOTPRINT (3/5) ]

A vicious stomping rang out in the surrounding wilderness. It's the third time you've heard it. The air reeks with a supernatural dread.

Something bangs against the erected barrier wall around the store, threatening to smash it to pieces. And it won't hold for long.

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sorry it took so long for me to get around to doing this!!

-> The younger support had been warned about this. Somehow, someway, he was told about what was to come and made plans in the meantime. -> He made sure he was alone, locked up tightly within a small freezer that's inside of the convenient story. Dummy? Player? He told them to run, run and hide somewhere. -> Cashier was going to face this alone.

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This seems to be like someone's little hidey hole. And he thinks he's found the panic room. Keep going, he feels himself being told. And slowly, he makes his way to the hatch, and stomps. And stomps, and stomps, and stomps until he can smash it wide open and drop into where-ever this survivor resides.

[ C/: EXECUTE SCRIPT: DIGITAL FOOTPRINT (3/5) ]

A vicious stomping rang out in the surrounding wilderness. It's the third time you've heard it. The air reeks with a supernatural dread.

Something bangs against the erected barrier wall around the store, threatening to smash it to pieces. And it won't hold for long.

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sorry it took so long for me to get around to doing this!!

-> The younger support had been warned about this. Somehow, someway, he was told about what was to come and made plans in the meantime. -> He made sure he was alone, locked up tightly within a small freezer that's inside of the convenient story. Dummy? Player? He told them to run, run and hide somewhere. -> Cashier was going to face this alone.

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John snarls strangely, it sounded more animal then human. Quickly, he stamps up to the freezer door.

He punches it once, denting the metal inward.

He slams his entire body weight into it. The door further warps.

And then he stabs his large spiked arm into the door, tearing right through it, and prying it off it's hinges. He uses his other hand to slide the door off.

And in, he walks.

[ C/: EXECUTE SCRIPT: DIGITAL FOOTPRINT (3/5) ]

A vicious stomping rang out in the surrounding wilderness. It's the third time you've heard it. The air reeks with a supernatural dread.

Something bangs against the erected barrier wall around the store, threatening to smash it to pieces. And it won't hold for long.

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sorry it took so long for me to get around to doing this!!

-> The younger support had been warned about this. Somehow, someway, he was told about what was to come and made plans in the meantime. -> He made sure he was alone, locked up tightly within a small freezer that's inside of the convenient story. Dummy? Player? He told them to run, run and hide somewhere. -> Cashier was going to face this alone.

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SMAAASSSH! The brick wall clatters to the ground, outside. And soon following it, the doors of the store slam wide open with enough force to knock the chiming bell right off the wall. JOHN DOE has arrived. An eerie ring plays out, as his corrupted eye glimmers. [ C/: EXECUTE SCRIPT: 404 ERROR ] [ SUCCESS: [1] TARGET LOCATED ] His head snaps unnaturally fast- enough to hear a crack of bone- to face the freezer section of the convenience store.

[ C/: EXECUTE SCRIPT: DIGITAL FOOTPRINT (3/5) ]

A vicious stomping rang out in the surrounding wilderness. It's the third time you've heard it. The air reeks with a supernatural dread.

Something bangs against the erected barrier wall around the store, threatening to smash it to pieces. And it won't hold for long.

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sorry it took so long for me to get around to doing this!!

-> The younger support had been warned about this. Somehow, someway, he was told about what was to come and made plans in the meantime. -> He made sure he was alone, locked up tightly within a small freezer that's inside of the convenient story. Dummy? Player? He told them to run, run and hide somewhere. -> Cashier was going to face this alone.

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" The day, that, they all, die. "

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" Johnsaken. "

Johnsaken

"Hm?"

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He didn't speak at first, walking forward a few feet before he paused. 1X could see the corruption creeping back up his limbs. Up his arms, his legs, his spine. Even back over the domino crown John had; he had never taken it off, even after 1x got a new one. John Doe glanced back over in one fluid motion of the head, and not one inch more. He lacked an expression. His own eye a glaring, searing red.

" I have, business, to at-tend. " After hearing him speak relatively normally before, hearing the placeholder return to that manner of speech sounded offputting. It was noticeable, how unnatural he spoke. There's a long pause, and a long stare. That flat look on his face, 1x could notice, was shifting. John was still trying to smile back. But he couldn't. " I, will be seeing you, some time again. "

There's someone barely visible in the treeline.

Watching you.

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this interaction won't be long don't worry lol

-> Oh. The parasite didn't react to the other's presence. Were they... Asleep? It was hard to tell. They were sitting on the ground, their back resting up against a small wall, head tilted forward and that usual glaring red eye of theirs was closed. -> They had bandages around their torso too.