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Another year, one more valentines. It's been much longer than it should've but well, he's still there, alive. Jesse sat there, at the edge of his world, a small box of chocolates to his left, some gold and red flowers, and a black and yellow blade that was gifted to him once upon a time rested on his right.

"Yknow, I didn't think I'd live this long. I mean, I know I'm supposed to but its still shocking." He spoke, taking a drink from the glass of wine in his hand. He was talking to someone, not himself. "I wish you were here with me, my dear." Jesse said as he sighed to himself.

He looked over at the sword and poured a bit of the wine on it. "This is my favorite brand..." He muttered to himself before looking over the edge of the universe again. Thats when a soft hum came from behind him. "I thought you didn't like wine" Spoke a gentle voice. "Ah- Connor. Or should I say Eleos. Why are you here?" Jesse asked to the darker man

Connor chuckled before sitting beside Jesse after the latter moved the sword onto his lap. "Visiting you, don't want you to be too alone on Valentine's. It's always been your weakness." Connor spoke with a softness to his tone that's only there when Jesse's at his worst. "But don't you have a wife to spend valentine's with?" Asked Jesse.

"I do, but you're still someone that matters a lot to me, and I dont want to see you suffering on a day like this." Connor answered, the bright halo that glowed around his head and the white stardust cape on him signaling his status as a creator of a realm.

"Why don't you come over to reality today? The day's great, in fact I can take you to the restaurant Camille and I are going to, you can eat whatever I'll pay." Connor insisted as Jesse sighed and got up. "Fine, but Vic's coming with me..." He said, holding onto the sword strongly. Connor didn't question it, just nodded as he opened the portal back to reality.

For the first time in more than 30 years, Jesse wasn't alone during Valentines.

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if I don’t end you, you will end me.

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Jesse quietly enters further into the room, feeling welcomed, something he doesn't feel as often as he'd like to. "Oh, I'd love it if maybe just, a bit of chatting. I remember I'd chat my pop's ear off when he was alive, and he'd do the same to me" Jesse chuckles.

He had a wonderful relationship with his dad, but he unfortunately passed when he was 17. "Thank you for, inviting me." He's clearly still awkward, but trying his best "Could you ah, maybe, tell me about this place? I just want to know how this universe is like, it feels.. different, very different, to my own."

A quiet knock is on dad!Jon's door, and it opens just as quietly, the tired creator of the inanis realm walks in, softly calling out "I heard you were taking upset people in" With a nervous smile. Dressed in his non-inanis clothes, he looks like he'd been crying until seeing Jon's little message.

[ JESSE ALCATRAZ ]

Dad!Jon is in his Lounge, which has gone through quite the updates, now being much larger and brighter, with a dining table that seats many and a cozy book corner to curl up in.

The room smells like baked goods and fresh coffee. Jon sets down a plate of chocolate chip cookies on the table and steps over to greet Jesse, smiling warmly like he's happy to see him.

"Of course, my dear! My Office is always open for those who need comfort. Can I get you anything? Something to drink? Eat? A hug? You can also sit on the couch quietly and I won't disturb you if you just wish to enjoy some company."

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I LOVE YOU, I'M TRYING (2023 ALBUM) STARTERS

add context & change gendered language to your needs !! contains explicit / graphic content pertaining to suicide, violence, drugs, and similar potentially upsetting themes !! if multi, please specify which muse(s) !!

" A promise was spoken. Now you're gone and I'm broken. "

" And I hope that you grow old with me, and we turn up 'til we're seventy. "

" And I made a best friend out of the skeleton in the closet. "

" Baby, I know that I've been actin' strange lately. "

" But back in her day, oh, she had a bad tempter. "

" But I'm a phony, I'm a psycho. My ego follows me wherever I go. "

" But it's too late for me, I should've learned earlier. "

" Do I exist if I don't exist on the internet? "

" Don't know how I'm gonna take much more. "

" Don't like who I'm becomin'. "

" Dropped the disguise, because who am I kiddin'? "

" Every day the headline seems worse, we're goin' down. "

" Everybody knows somebody with something to hide. "

" Everybody's fake and they won't quit talkin'. "

" Everything's fine, I like this. "

" God, don't let me grow up quick. "

" Good luck ran out, I can't help it. "

" Gotta find a way to get the fuck out my head. "

" Gotta find a way to get the fuck outta bed. "

" Growin' up ain't like how I pictured it. "

" Guess I gotta die to get my celebration. "

" Guess I'm on my own now. "

" Hang up quick because I hate goodbye. "

" He's more young, he's more handsome. "

" How can I relax? The end is imminent. "

" How many last chances will I get? "

" How many times can I let you down with regret? "

" How much can I ask for 'til you walk out that door? "

" How the hell is everyone on autopilot? "

" Hurt me one more time. "

" I became a version of myself I don't like. "

" I can't face that I've come undone. "

" I can't promise I won't think it again. "

" I contemplated suicide in that Days Inn. "

" I could barely pay the rent singin' to an empty room. "

" I could explode. "

" I don't have a problem. "

" I don't know why I'm running away. "

" I feel fuckin' awesome. "

" I get mad, I throw tantrums. "

" I gotta be the man, you see. "

" I just wanna be a rockstar with a million people followin'. "

" I keep letting you down. "

" I know I need help, but instead I'm … "

" I need a savior, but if not me, who? "

" I need to switch up the life I'm livin'. "

" I said it gets better. We both know I'm lying. "

" I swear, I never wanna let them down. "

" I swore to the downfall of the darkness inside me. "

" I think about death, I don't fear that shit. "

" I wanna feel alive. "

" I wanna unload all of these shotgun shells. "

" I was flirting with surrender evermore. "

" I was getting high in the bathroom. "

" I was the man last week. "

" I was thinkin' about that day last summer. "

" I wish I got to save you. "

" I wish I knew it was goodbye. "

" I wouldn't be here without you. "

" I'd rather be the one that faded. "

" I'll close my eyes, 'cause I know that this won't end. "

" I'm in dismay! I'm not alright. Hate to say it, but … "

" I'm isolated and overstimulated at the same time. "

" I'm not sure that anything matters at all. "

" I'ma give him hell, kill him and kill myself. "

" I've come too far to give in, now, and I don't wanna hit the ground. "

" I've got sunshine when you're near. All my problems disappear. "

" If I had one call, would you pick up? "

" If I never get to say this: I'm proud of you. "

" If I spoke too loud that my voice might crack. "

" If you wake up and I'm gone, I just hope you sing along to the eulogy. "

" If not now, when? "

" If you ever need anything, and I don't pick up, well, you still got a friend in me. "

" Imagination is all I got now. "

" It was a midsummer's day, rainin' steadily when they came to reclaim the disgraced celebrity. "

" It's about time for a quarter-life crisis. "

" It's more fun to be unaware. "

" It's sad to reflect on the lack of respect that I have for the things I have. "

" Keep it in the family for today. "

" Know I should face it, but I'm runnin'. "

" Life is cruel and unforgiving. "

" Look at how we've all grown up fast. "

" Made this bed, I guess that we lie in it. "

" Maybe someday this will all make sense. "

" My life's fallin' apart, but I love it. "

" Need you to like me, so I keep bottling bad thoughts. Swallowing pills; wallowing thrills. "

" Never been better, life's priceless. "

" Never got to thank you. "

" No, I don't wanna beat the habit. "

" Now I'm barely holdin' on. "

" Oh, hey, maybe just ignore it, it'll go away. "

" Oh, I wish there was someone else I could be. I would do it, but I am stuck here with me. "

" Only one thing that takes care of me: Self-sabotage [is] the only way to find clarity. "

" Or so he thought. "

" Ready to give up, deep down [I] started to doubt that. "

" Rest in peace to my positivity, all it's given me is false hope. "

" Shit, I don't even know if I'm still myself. "

" Shout into the void, and the void shouts back. "

" Some even thought that he was still alive. "

" Strugglin' to make sense of these thoughts trapped in my mind. "

" Tell me one good lie so I can sleep at night. "

" Tell me why I can't understand. "

" Tell me, what's the point of living in a world so unforgiving? "

" That attention, he got high for it. To live forever, he had to die for it. "

" The closer I get, the closer I feel like I could scream and start a riot. "

" They make it so easy. "

" This is a trap, I know that shit. "

" Tried medication. Tried therapy. They only seemed to help temporarily. "

" Trust the feelin' and I still get burned. "

" Want it so bad, it takes all control of me. "

" We are not alone. Can you keep a secret? "

" We ignored his cries and pleas until we posted his RIP's. It's ironic. "

" Well, I'm sick of bein' underrated. "

" What's a dead end to a dead man walkin'? "

" What's the point of living without you? "

" Why am I here without you? "

" And now that I'm here without you, the words have no meanin'. "

" I made you cry. "

" I will be here when you're ready to wake up. "

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Jesse chuckles at her comments and jokes sometimes, it's a good thing she's chatty cause otherwise he doesn't know if he'd be able to talk as much when they go around. He sighs "Well, I think you'll like this much better to trash." He smiles as he calls over a cab, seems he's got priority somehow.

Once the cab stops, he first asks something into the window, making it hard for Author to hear what he said, but after the driver nods and tells him something back he opens the door to the car. "Hop in, we're gonna go get a bite at my favorite place in here."

Jesse gets into the car after Author, it's a nice car, good inside areas too, Jesse appreciates that. The car begins to move as it drives somewhere, the lights of the city at night rolling past the window along the people, it's a gorgeous sight like something out of a future based movie.

The car eventually comes to a stop before a restaurant tucked into the wall of a lot of other things on the street, Jesse pays before getting off, letting Author go forward as well before waving off the cab. He shows off the place and says "This is my favorite place! Is it an italian resturant? Maybe, but 'ts my favorite"

He chuckles as he enters, getting a table for two as someone shows them to a seat. It's not a fancy place, it just feels nice and cozy, it smells super good too. Jesse calls for only one menu for Author "Take a glance through the menu, I already know i'm getting my plate of chicken fettuccine alfredo because this is the BEST place for that"

"Tell me when you're ready to order so I can get us both our stuff"

( @kruel-kreator - Continued from here!)

Okay so being on a motorcycle isn't quite as fun as she'd imagined. Author is downright terrified at the fact that scenery is rushing past them and there's nothing to protect them from any of it. And there she is, a squat little animal, holding onto the back of Jesse's coat like her life depends on it - which it pretty well does. And nobody's wearing any bloody helmets! her thoughts scream.

She's trying very hard to pay attention to the tour, though - more to it and less to the fact that she feels like she's about to fall. The tension between Jesse and Anarchy eludes her entirely in the moment, although she'd be able to say she'd sympathize - her muses don't always get along with her either, hence all the scampering around in the ceilings and hiding in couches and in the walls.

By the time the ride is over, Author's fur is sticking out at all angles and she's having a hard time letting go of Jesse's coat. She finally does, though, and then she clings to the ground, feeling a bit motion sick from everything. "Hahaha, excellent- excellent ride! Would do it again, yep," she fibs, giving a dizzy thumbs up, then blinks when Anarchy spits and zooms away. "I take it that wasn't a form of farewell around here."

"Ooooh, walking around in the dark, eh? Hope we don't get mugged! I've sort of noticed that there's a lot of random stabbings and kidnappings and such that happen in the community. I suppose if anybody tries anything, I'll just give them rabies," she jokes, not even bothering to smooth out her fur as she pads along after Jesse. "In all seriousness though, need a light?" Already she's pulling her notebook out of her backpack, scribbling in it, and producing a hard hat with a flashlight built into it for herself - which she straps onto her head like she's a little construction worker - and a regular flashlight, which she passes over to Jesse.

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I ❤️ self-loathing characters, characters who struggle with monstrosity (either fearing or embracing it), characters who are so lonely, who have a gaping hole in their chest, who bottle up & repress their feelings, who claw their way up & have ambitions, who fall down & lose everything, who search for identity & purpose yet can’t see themselves outside of what others want from or expect of them, who are hurt & hurt others, who long & grieve, who lie & pretend. characters who are messy & flawed & human

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"I just.. Exhaust myself, creating energy for.. the realm" He sighs "It's not attempting to.. impress.. This is a flaw in... storytelling" His breathing is still heavy but after a deep breath he manages to stabilize it. "The lights in the City of Order will only blackout when I decide them to, they musn't fall without my command."

Jesse waves his hand in the air, and the lights flicker off before turning back on once again. "Let's head to the primary city, it's safer there than in the Beta District." When Jesse says that, he begins to walk again. Now with the lights on, its a lot easier to see everything once the darkness is no longer thick and heavy.

There are shops of all kinds, apartment buildings, restaurants, anything you can imagine in a dystopian neon aesthetic can be found here. People naturally move out of Jesse's path having either been intimidated or weirded out by him, his presence dark and looming across the street as he moves, with only his footsteps able to be heard at any moment.

Jesse keeps quiet the entire walk, seemingly having lost a lot of his energy. Eventually, through a torn gate, they enter the primary City as the streets become bigger and buildings greater. It feels nice, it's not too dirty and not too dystopian but it feels like a home. "Welcome to the City of Order. Ruled by President Democracy."

Jesse waves his hand once again as to show off the city, it seems intricately built, some buildings still being constructed. He sighs "Are you hungry? Because I unfortunately am, I know a place, we can get a cab there now that we're in the city too" He stretches

( @kruel-kreator - Continued from here!)

Okay so being on a motorcycle isn't quite as fun as she'd imagined. Author is downright terrified at the fact that scenery is rushing past them and there's nothing to protect them from any of it. And there she is, a squat little animal, holding onto the back of Jesse's coat like her life depends on it - which it pretty well does. And nobody's wearing any bloody helmets! her thoughts scream.

She's trying very hard to pay attention to the tour, though - more to it and less to the fact that she feels like she's about to fall. The tension between Jesse and Anarchy eludes her entirely in the moment, although she'd be able to say she'd sympathize - her muses don't always get along with her either, hence all the scampering around in the ceilings and hiding in couches and in the walls.

By the time the ride is over, Author's fur is sticking out at all angles and she's having a hard time letting go of Jesse's coat. She finally does, though, and then she clings to the ground, feeling a bit motion sick from everything. "Hahaha, excellent- excellent ride! Would do it again, yep," she fibs, giving a dizzy thumbs up, then blinks when Anarchy spits and zooms away. "I take it that wasn't a form of farewell around here."

"Ooooh, walking around in the dark, eh? Hope we don't get mugged! I've sort of noticed that there's a lot of random stabbings and kidnappings and such that happen in the community. I suppose if anybody tries anything, I'll just give them rabies," she jokes, not even bothering to smooth out her fur as she pads along after Jesse. "In all seriousness though, need a light?" Already she's pulling her notebook out of her backpack, scribbling in it, and producing a hard hat with a flashlight built into it for herself - which she straps onto her head like she's a little construction worker - and a regular flashlight, which she passes over to Jesse.

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             THE  ONLY  LESSON

                   TRULY  LEARNED

                 IS  ONE  LEARNED

                    THE  HARD  WAY

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"Nah he just hates me." Jesse rolls his eyes. Quietly he moves, his footsteps the only sound coming from his body when he doesn't talk. When Author makes a flashlight, he takes it and bites onto it quietly, not turning it on. As they move, some people move away and act with fear, some lash out, Jesse ignores all of them.

There's all kinds of people here, there's fantasy creatures, humans, humanoids, straight up animals like Author, it's really nice to see. At some point someone does try to mug them. Jesse glares at them, muttering something unhearable to them as he grabs their shoulder. The way they instantly look like they crapped themselves is honestly kind of scary.

Jesse yawns and continues walking, not really paying attention to whether Author is coming along. It's hard to see in the dark, even with lights, the darkness of the Beta District is so thick that the light has a hard time getting through. Every so often you hear someone getting attacked or someone getting beat up, it's stuff Jesse doesn't turn his eyes to.

Eventually he makes a stop, turning to Author "You can come with if you want to see what I'm about to do, it's a bit of a..bright sight though." He says it in a negative manner. "Or you could stay back out here watch how the city powers back on." He awaits an answer, once he has it he goes into the alleyway.

With a deep breath, he takes out his pen once again, in order for this to work it needs to be charged with light. So he tightens his grip on it, it looks like its about to break, and then a singular one of his tears, depite forced, falls onto it. The moment they make contact, Jesse's red halo becomes pure white and so does the pen and his eyes.

In order to not fall down and lose consciousness he raises the pen up, and with a flash, the energy releases itself from him. There is an almost firework-like explosion in the sky as the city re-obtains power right from where he is. Jesse falls shortly, that's exhausting every time and it doesn't get easier. His breathing becomes heavier but he just takes in deep breaths, closing his eyes as his halo returns to its red.

"This is much easier to do from outside the inanis realm.." He scoffs as he gets up, stumbling a bit but stabilizing himself, with the heels and all. Jesse turns to Author once done, he looks more tired than before. "Anyway, where were we?"

( @kruel-kreator - Continued from here!)

Okay so being on a motorcycle isn't quite as fun as she'd imagined. Author is downright terrified at the fact that scenery is rushing past them and there's nothing to protect them from any of it. And there she is, a squat little animal, holding onto the back of Jesse's coat like her life depends on it - which it pretty well does. And nobody's wearing any bloody helmets! her thoughts scream.

She's trying very hard to pay attention to the tour, though - more to it and less to the fact that she feels like she's about to fall. The tension between Jesse and Anarchy eludes her entirely in the moment, although she'd be able to say she'd sympathize - her muses don't always get along with her either, hence all the scampering around in the ceilings and hiding in couches and in the walls.

By the time the ride is over, Author's fur is sticking out at all angles and she's having a hard time letting go of Jesse's coat. She finally does, though, and then she clings to the ground, feeling a bit motion sick from everything. "Hahaha, excellent- excellent ride! Would do it again, yep," she fibs, giving a dizzy thumbs up, then blinks when Anarchy spits and zooms away. "I take it that wasn't a form of farewell around here."

"Ooooh, walking around in the dark, eh? Hope we don't get mugged! I've sort of noticed that there's a lot of random stabbings and kidnappings and such that happen in the community. I suppose if anybody tries anything, I'll just give them rabies," she jokes, not even bothering to smooth out her fur as she pads along after Jesse. "In all seriousness though, need a light?" Already she's pulling her notebook out of her backpack, scribbling in it, and producing a hard hat with a flashlight built into it for herself - which she straps onto her head like she's a little construction worker - and a regular flashlight, which she passes over to Jesse.

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"Oh my misfortune come's from being this motherfucker's golden child." Anarchy points to Jesse, who tugs at the back of the muse's collar, shutting him up. "Yeah but the plan's for you to not die, careful with Anarchy's wings by the way, don't go too far back." Jesse chuckles as the motorcycle revs up.

Anarchy does a flashy countdown, and at go, his wings expand, giving the trio a fast boost like a rollercoaster. The speed gets to normal motorcycle speed eventually, and they pass through many places. The most notable one is a black desert, which Anarchy decides to not joke about with Jesse.

"This one's the Eclipseborn's Battlefield, any war you've heard of is held here. The one for Inanis, the one between the District and City, it's a place full of melancholy and tragedy. " When he waves his hand, Author can see the battles redisplayed, in specific the greater moments of the District-City war, labeled the Single-line War.

The moment they begin to approach the exact spot where Anarchy lost his first life to Democracy, the voidkin's wings once again boost them, catching Jesse off guard who almost lets go. He only scoffs as a warning to the character, who glares back, seems there's some tension between creator and creation, mun and muse.

Eventually, they see a wonderful sight, a city that looms in the distance, just as the sun sets, light begins illuminating it. They enter the gates into the Beta District, it's a bit cramped but people make way for Anarchy, who waves and even blows a kiss to this blond, demon guy, Mikiah.

The motorcycle drifts and Jesse holds on to Author to make sure she doesn't fall when he does that "Here's your stop, machine of art." Anarchy scoffs, the moment Jesse and Author get off, the winged one spits at the creator's feet before taking off once again, Jesse just raises him the middle finger.

"Ignoring the relationship I have with that Jackass.. Welcome to the Beta District!" Jesse raises one of his arms to show off the entire street, and then the lights go out. He stays there for a moment, unresponsive as people begin to get out lights. "This is going perfectly." He scoffs, annoyed smile on his face

A fat gray raccoon wearing a little backpack comes trotting up to Jesse and sniffs his shoes before sitting back on its haunches.

"I know you! Big fan of your work! Can I have your autograph?" she beams, then takes a notebook and a pen out of her backpack and stands up on her little hind paws to offer the notebook to him.

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Jesse watches as the racoon moves around him, being careful not to step on her until she stops. He chuckles "Oh yeah, sure" He takes only the notebook as he kneels down, taller than he should be due to the heeled boots. From his pocket he takes out his stylus, which he uses to autograph the notebook, the color is purer than any pen can ever be, and as dark as the void. He writes on it "TO HELL AND BACK, JESSE ALKATRAZ <3" BEFORE HANDING IT BACK.

"Say, how'd you find a way in here? I thought I had closed off the Inanis Realm for the time being." He seems calm, he feels relaxed, he's not as tired as he usually is. Jesse's eyes aren't as closed as usual, but still have that smug look to t hem that comes with the eyebrows.

[kruel-kreator]

top three talents are being a whore, being a fag, and being oh so sleepy

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Jesse flusters a bit at the mention of Pony Town "Oh! You know about that? Haha, don't tell anyone I got lazy in making their proper appearances" He chuckles before taking a stance. "Hold on, you'll see" And then, his stylus, he throws it with such strenght it leaves a black and red trail of energy.

The creator stretches as he waits, and the sound of a vehicle approaches. Through the trees, throwing some dirt on them, drifts a motorcycle to a stop. It's big to match it's owner, a tall brunette with a black trench coat, the same symbol on Jesse's back of a crossed out crown is on the man's. The motorcycle straightens as Jesse pats dirt off himself.

"Called for me?~" Taunts the man, jesse's stylus held between his animal-like teeth. Jesse snatches the pen "I'm not paying 60 dollars if you break this thing" He scolds the man. "This here? Anarchy Haulter, one of the unluckiest assholes this realm has to offer." Jesse and Anarchy greet as Jesse climbs onto the black and red motorcycle.

"Hop on, you can claw onto me if you want, the trench coat should be thick enough for you to hold on properly without me being bothered." He looks over at Author with a smile as he readjusts his golden glasses. "It's a long drive from here to Order, 'Narchy's taking us to the Beta District, just an area of the city where immigrants from Chaos live. It's a lot freer but it's still got laws."

A fat gray raccoon wearing a little backpack comes trotting up to Jesse and sniffs his shoes before sitting back on its haunches.

"I know you! Big fan of your work! Can I have your autograph?" she beams, then takes a notebook and a pen out of her backpack and stands up on her little hind paws to offer the notebook to him.

@parables-for-days

Jesse watches as the racoon moves around him, being careful not to step on her until she stops. He chuckles "Oh yeah, sure" He takes only the notebook as he kneels down, taller than he should be due to the heeled boots. From his pocket he takes out his stylus, which he uses to autograph the notebook, the color is purer than any pen can ever be, and as dark as the void. He writes on it "TO HELL AND BACK, JESSE ALKATRAZ <3" BEFORE HANDING IT BACK.

"Say, how'd you find a way in here? I thought I had closed off the Inanis Realm for the time being." He seems calm, he feels relaxed, he's not as tired as he usually is. Jesse's eyes aren't as closed as usual, but still have that smug look to t hem that comes with the eyebrows.

[kruel-kreator]

"Ah no worries. You are here though, and I'm feeling pretty awake right now. I could offer to show you around the City of Order! I've been working on expanding its story outside of the primary storybook and I believe I do want to show it to someone." He chuckles as he stretches "We will need a ride there, so if you want to go juist tell me."

The area they are standing in slowly becomes brighter, they are inside the inanis realm after all, and eventually it's clear they are in some deep forest part. "This is the Wildnis, a different story but I've been working on the creatures that live here, however it's not quite ready to be explored just yet"

A fat gray raccoon wearing a little backpack comes trotting up to Jesse and sniffs his shoes before sitting back on its haunches.

"I know you! Big fan of your work! Can I have your autograph?" she beams, then takes a notebook and a pen out of her backpack and stands up on her little hind paws to offer the notebook to him.

@parables-for-days

Jesse watches as the racoon moves around him, being careful not to step on her until she stops. He chuckles "Oh yeah, sure" He takes only the notebook as he kneels down, taller than he should be due to the heeled boots. From his pocket he takes out his stylus, which he uses to autograph the notebook, the color is purer than any pen can ever be, and as dark as the void. He writes on it "TO HELL AND BACK, JESSE ALKATRAZ <3" BEFORE HANDING IT BACK.

"Say, how'd you find a way in here? I thought I had closed off the Inanis Realm for the time being." He seems calm, he feels relaxed, he's not as tired as he usually is. Jesse's eyes aren't as closed as usual, but still have that smug look to t hem that comes with the eyebrows.

[kruel-kreator]

A fat gray raccoon wearing a little backpack comes trotting up to Jesse and sniffs his shoes before sitting back on its haunches.

"I know you! Big fan of your work! Can I have your autograph?" she beams, then takes a notebook and a pen out of her backpack and stands up on her little hind paws to offer the notebook to him.

@parables-for-days

Jesse watches as the racoon moves around him, being careful not to step on her until she stops. He chuckles "Oh yeah, sure" He takes only the notebook as he kneels down, taller than he should be due to the heeled boots. From his pocket he takes out his stylus, which he uses to autograph the notebook, the color is purer than any pen can ever be, and as dark as the void. He writes on it "TO HELL AND BACK, JESSE ALKATRAZ <3" BEFORE HANDING IT BACK.

"Say, how'd you find a way in here? I thought I had closed off the Inanis Realm for the time being." He seems calm, he feels relaxed, he's not as tired as he usually is. Jesse's eyes aren't as closed as usual, but still have that smug look to t hem that comes with the eyebrows.

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Jesse, who finds himself leaning over something, simply narrows his eyes a bit more, his smirk expanding the slightest. His inanis attire is gorgeous as usual, the metal buckles and spikes shining in the light as the leather from his black coat reflects light in such a soft manner, red eyes taking in the flushed form of the narrator.

His footsteps lacked sound as he approached, putting one hand to his chest, the artist's glove absorbing all light. "You're inviting me for a cup of coffee? Oh darling you're pretty AND kind, aren't you just a treasure?" He laughs softly "I'll take your offer then dear, some warm coffee sounds so delicious right now"

❛ wow i really can’t speak, huh? must be because of how pretty you look. ❜

{ RECIEVER: JONATHAN VON SALES } [ JESSE ALCATRAZ / @kruel-kreator ]

"I- what?" Jonathan's hand stops the coffee cup midway to his lips, blinking owlishly at Jesse. He didn't expect a visitor this morning, much less one who'd start flirting with him out of nowhere.

"I- uh, well. Yes. I suppose? Wait. Perhaps you should um…." His cheeks flush and his eyes glow brighter as he struggles for words.

"My apologies if I distracted you, dear. Would you...like to have a cup of coffee with me? Perhaps that'll help you clear your mind, I always find coffee is the best way to boost your brain!"