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It’s been fun but most of the people i follow or have following me have been de-activated for a while now. So I'm gonna move on over to a new account and delete this one. If you wanna keep following me then either go to @dusk-and-daybreak or @spaceyturtlez. Hope to see you there!
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"Pfft. Careful what you say there. This is the one time we haven't tried to rip each other to shreds..." Red said as he tapped the side of his glass. "This is only one time... Everything changes." He said, slightly more serious this time. His eyes flickering up to meet Atticus. "Also. I can't say that I can insure your safety the next time I see Rage..." His grip tightening on his glass. "After all I have a few words to say to him..."
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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“Not eating the food I give you is not going to make me give you nicer food.” “You should be grateful I come down here and talk to you at all.” “Listen to me or I’ll treat you even worse.” “I picked you off the street because you were beautiful. You should feel flattered.” “You don’t need freedom if I give you everything you need.” “You can come out of the basement if you give me a very good reason to let you.” “What’s this? Are you trying to get away from me? You should know better.” “Get on your knees and pray I’ll forgive you.” “Oh, you’re hungry? Sing me a song and you can have my leftovers.” “Don’t cry, I’m keeping you safe down here, away from the world. You don’t need it. You only need me.” “Freedom is a burden. You should be glad I took it away from you.” “I bought you some new clothes. Please wear them tonight at dinner.” “You don’t get to decide anything, understood? I make the rules and you obey them if you want to remain unharmed.” “You’re nothing but a little doll I get to play with.” “I own you.” “Don’t worry, I’m not going to take away your virginity just like that. I’m saving it for something special.” “I’m not going to kill you. Not yet.” “If you’re good, you can shower with warm water today.” “Crying won’t make me stop hurting you. It just encourages me.” “You’re so young…” “I love it when you scream, but I will only stop when you can’t scream anymore.” “I’m sorry, I completely forgot you were still down here.” “There’s someone coming to join me tonight. I’m sure you’ll be quiet, or I’ll have to kill my guest again and it’ll be your fault.” “You’re going to have some company tonight. Try to think of him/her as your little brother/sister. I want you to do to him/her what I do to you, understood?” “I’m bringing some friends along to show them how well trained you are.” “How dare you talk to me like that. Wash your mouth, with soap. Now.” “It’s been a pleasure watching you grow up. Your mummy and daddy would have been so proud of you.” “I brought you some food. Now crawl over here and lick it out of the bowl like a good pet.” “I think you should remind me why you’re worth keeping alive down here.” “Tell me how much you love me and you can have your dinner.” — “Hello? Is anyone down here?!” “Oh my god, what is this place? How can you still be alive? I’ll get you help! Please hold on.” “You don’t have to hide from me. I’m trying to help you. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” “What happened to you? How long have you been kept here?” “Hello? Where am I?! Who are you?” “Have you ever tried to escape? Do you think it’s possible if we work together?” “It’s the police! Show yourself!” “Is that really you? Oh my god, I found you, I can’t believe I found you…”
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Red shook his head, "He's always been like that, he's not someone who's easily taken down." Red said, almost a sense of jealousy in his voice. Red looked down at his drink, how long had it been since he last got drunk? Did he even have that ability anymore? "Ha... I don't think I even have the ability to get drunk anymore." He sighed as he swirled his drink around, finishing it off.
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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"You say that but chances are if you did have as much power as me that would make Rage more powerful as a trade off." Red said as he shook his head. "And to be honest I don't think I would want to deal with a more powerful Rage..." He sighed. "But at least you have some kind of chance to deal with him, so I guess that counts for something."
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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"I guess I can understand where you're coming from. At least on the temper part." Red said, resting his face on his hand. "But that being said, I guess that is something I need to work on... Seeing as how it often gets me into trouble." Red sighed. He leaned back in his seat and looked at Atticus's arm, "So you're planing on removing him completely? Or just sealing him away." He asked.
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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Red gave a small laugh before shaking his head "Yeah sorry about that... I uh, am usually not very good at controlling how much energy comes out in a punch. So um, sorry about the arm." He said clinking his finger against his glass. This was another side of Red that wasn't often shown to other people. However this side of him seemed to be more vulnerable, most likely due to him having gone through his past all over again.
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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Red's eyes flickered up to meet Atticus's, everything going still for a second. "... Not you. Rage. It wouldn't be the same if I beat you up for something you had no control over." Red quietly responded, taking a sip of his drink. "Besides... I did technically punch you in the face already. So that's enough for me for now." He grumbled, drinking the rest of his drink.
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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Red was glad to get out of the castle and get into the real world. The modern bar was almost comforting to him now. He shifted into one of the booths and sat down. "Uh thanks..." He said quietly. He ordered a scotch on ice and shifted. "So how long has Rage been an issue. Sounds like he's been a problem for quite some time."
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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"How nice to finally see you again."
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Red was hesitant at first, after all only a few days ago he would have loved to punch Atticus in the face. But now things seemed a little different. "... Alright.." He said after a few seconds, still sounding unsure. "I guess that's better then this huge fucking castle." Red said taking one last glance around. It reminded him to much of another time, the sooner he could get out the better.
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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Bruh I got a sixth sense for flower crowns.

I don’t draw well in the slightest unless it’s past the time I should probably be asleep by
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"Just. Just don't mention. Ever. Or to anyone for that matter." Red's attitude switched from embarrassment to serious in seconds. "That wasn't anything for others to see so just... Forget that moment of weakness I had." Red sighed. He was clearly still frustrated about the whole incident. "A-anyway. Blue suggested I come and apologize.. Seeing as how I'm always the one who seems to trigger Rage's out bursts. And uh, I heard you did try and hold back so... Uh yeah. Thanks for that. I guess."
"Alright... Something tells me I might have gone the wrong way..." Red muttered under his breath. "It was one thing finding this place in the ghost zone but how the hell are you supposed to find anyone.." He was growing frustrated as he walked the long halls.
Atticus poked his head out of his room hearing a familiar but unfamiliar voice in his home “Hello…..” he said as he walked out to find the source of the noise. The problem with having such a big house was it was easy to get lost if you didn’t know which way to go. He could sense a presence but he could yet figure out whose, at least until he spotted who was making so much noise “What in the name of pariah are you doing here” Atticus said loudly a picture of confusion on his face.
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