one-armedwonder

[one-armedwonder]

"Nonononono NO! Don't pull that bullshit now, you were all up in my business 3 seconds ago I can be in yours-"

[He exclaimed, shaking Aiden more frantically. Eyes wide with slight panic and. . . fascination. His voice echoed down the school hallway, not caring for a filter nor control of volume]

"You can see ghosts!? Like the fucking paranormal!? Which Lord gave you that ability?"

(Aiden was walking down the hallway, on the way to his Math class, when he saw Rory, with their back to him. He smiles, and remembers a photo he took of a crow yesterday. He’d taken it to show it to Rory later. He sneaks behind them and speaks up)

Hey Rory!

[He jolted, quickly turning around. Giving Aiden a confused and a bit of a guarded look. Rory looked. . .different. His eyes, usually a very noticeable brown were now more of a faded darker purple. Looking similar to brown in darker areas. He looked less. . .Rory like to put it simply. He shoved both of his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow]

"Do I. . .know you?"

[one-armedwonder]

[His eyes eventually faded back to the warmer brown-ish hue they were known for. Expression in a state of shock before he shook his head to snap out of it. He looked to the left. . . To the right. . . Coast is clear? Okay! He marched forward and put his hands on the others shoulders, shaking him around]

"What! The fuck! What that!?"

(Aiden was walking down the hallway, on the way to his Math class, when he saw Rory, with their back to him. He smiles, and remembers a photo he took of a crow yesterday. He’d taken it to show it to Rory later. He sneaks behind them and speaks up)

Hey Rory!

[He jolted, quickly turning around. Giving Aiden a confused and a bit of a guarded look. Rory looked. . .different. His eyes, usually a very noticeable brown were now more of a faded darker purple. Looking similar to brown in darker areas. He looked less. . .Rory like to put it simply. He shoved both of his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow]

"Do I. . .know you?"

[one-armedwonder]

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):)

[one-armedwonder]

What if you killed someone? ::::)

I-. . .Don't really want to do that, M'lord. Can't I just steal some candy from a baby? Trip the Elderly??

[one-armedwonder]

Are u woke?

I'd like to think I am?

[one-armedwonder]

I know what peon is I’m not dumb. GET IN MY MOUTH!!!

Wh- YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHAT IT MEANT PREVIOUSLY. AND NO I'M NOT GETTING IN YOUR MOUTH.

[one-armedwonder]

Oh, of course he’d use the word “peon”…whatever that means. You should totally get in my mouth, though

I should. . .not. Peon means a low-ranking worker such as an attendant, orderly, or assistant: by the way.

[one-armedwonder]

"I'm a version, yes. But a better one, if they refuse to open their eyes to the right path."

[He stated simply, giving a light scoff at the ridiculous thought. Why give up the position of being a Disciple, it was idiotic. Wiley said that it was the best choice of his life when Rory met the man once, and Rory was inclined to agree. He never felt so powerful, in control. This was the only right way.

He made a face at the confident statement of getting the weaker Rory back, giving a look that seemed to belittle the idea of the entire thing. Clones truly weren't smart, were they? He made a "tsk" sound]

"You are going to get them back, jeez is everyone in this universe as simple-minded. This is a God's will you're going up against, you couldn't possibly manage." A short pause. "And as for the house invite, I'll pass. I'm sure I wouldn't be as welcomed, nor would I want to be."

[Today has been a. . .weird day so far. People have been acting diffrent towards him, it was weird. People acting different than usual, discussing memories he couldn't recall. and his damn arm's been killing him all day.

Rory sighed as they walked down the sidewalk aimlessly. Whatever was happening, it didn't feel right. not at all. His connection with his lord felt stronger than ever, but it felt selfish to pray for an answer. So he decided walking around and thinking about the situation would help more.

He passed by a house, Paul's house specifically. He hummed. Nice guy if he recalled correctly. Nice guy, and his nephew was alright too. Didn't talk to him too much but he seemed nicer than that Jagerman guy. It felt weird the closer he stepped towards the structure, some pain in his arm increasing as some voice in the back of his head screamed at him to keep moving, didn't sound like his inner voice somehow. . .]

-@one-armedwonder

*Before Rory gets out of the vicinity of the house, the front door opens. A man looks out, concerned, and squints anxiously in Rory’s direction. It’s… Paul? He looks like Paul. Yeah, probably Paul. Did he get a haircut?? He’s too far up the drive to be clearly made out, but he starts walking towards Rory with purpose. Something is wrong. There’s a sharp pain behind Rory’s left eye- he’s not supposed to be here— and Paul looks concerned. It’s a deeper concern than one would feel for their nephew’s classmate, no- he looks afraid. *

[one-armedwonder]

[He let out a sound that was like a growl of frustration. Who did this kid think he was!? What was his deal? He tried to be nice, but this is too far. He rolled his eyes and attempted to shove Aiden out of the way, harshly.]

"Jesus fuck dude, just leave me-"

[Once contact was made, Rory froze in place. Harsh eyes widening as they turned a bright purple. Different memories flooded in at once. A different Rory, a Different time. One that was friends with this guy, a guy that can. . .see ghosts apparently? He stepped back quickly, almost falling over as he gaped at Aiden, mouth slightly agape]

(Aiden was walking down the hallway, on the way to his Math class, when he saw Rory, with their back to him. He smiles, and remembers a photo he took of a crow yesterday. He’d taken it to show it to Rory later. He sneaks behind them and speaks up)

Hey Rory!

[He jolted, quickly turning around. Giving Aiden a confused and a bit of a guarded look. Rory looked. . .different. His eyes, usually a very noticeable brown were now more of a faded darker purple. Looking similar to brown in darker areas. He looked less. . .Rory like to put it simply. He shoved both of his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow]

"Do I. . .know you?"

[one-armedwonder]

Good ::::::)

Yep. . .Good, unsure how good it'll be with one working arm but y'know we'll see how it goes.

[one-armedwonder]

Yuh huh…

You can't eat me, apologies. If I was eaten, then. . .Blinky would probably not be happy. I mean I am his "Peon" or whatever he calls me-

[one-armedwonder]

Punch someone-

I uh-. . .Yes, my Lord.

[one-armedwonder]

I’m going to eat you…..

Oh uh-. . .no thank you?

[one-armedwonder]

Hello Mr Eye Follower

Ah-. . .Hello, Hi Hey-

[one-armedwonder]

"This is MY body, Dumbass! Nobody else's body but mine. You're fucking crazy, that's what you are. Stay away from me-"

[He called out and tried to finish walking where he was going. Getting very increasingly frustrated]

(Aiden was walking down the hallway, on the way to his Math class, when he saw Rory, with their back to him. He smiles, and remembers a photo he took of a crow yesterday. He’d taken it to show it to Rory later. He sneaks behind them and speaks up)

Hey Rory!

[He jolted, quickly turning around. Giving Aiden a confused and a bit of a guarded look. Rory looked. . .different. His eyes, usually a very noticeable brown were now more of a faded darker purple. Looking similar to brown in darker areas. He looked less. . .Rory like to put it simply. He shoved both of his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow]

"Do I. . .know you?"

[one-armedwonder]

[He was halfway up the stairs when he snapped his head around. . . he was STILL being followed?? You had to be kidding. He groaned and pointed away]

"Dude, get lost. I don't know you, Jesus Christ! Get a fucking life."

(Aiden was walking down the hallway, on the way to his Math class, when he saw Rory, with their back to him. He smiles, and remembers a photo he took of a crow yesterday. He’d taken it to show it to Rory later. He sneaks behind them and speaks up)

Hey Rory!

[He jolted, quickly turning around. Giving Aiden a confused and a bit of a guarded look. Rory looked. . .different. His eyes, usually a very noticeable brown were now more of a faded darker purple. Looking similar to brown in darker areas. He looked less. . .Rory like to put it simply. He shoved both of his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow]

"Do I. . .know you?"

[one-armedwonder]

[He stared as if the clone had grown two heads. Looking at him baffled. They're not follow Bliklotep? Were they MAD? All their potential to be a great follower and they. . . what!? And not to mention apparently this guy's their dad? That was. . .]

"Well, your "kid" is fucking stupid. Wasting their potential like that, are they brain dead?? Did you talk them into that?"

[Today has been a. . .weird day so far. People have been acting diffrent towards him, it was weird. People acting different than usual, discussing memories he couldn't recall. and his damn arm's been killing him all day.

Rory sighed as they walked down the sidewalk aimlessly. Whatever was happening, it didn't feel right. not at all. His connection with his lord felt stronger than ever, but it felt selfish to pray for an answer. So he decided walking around and thinking about the situation would help more.

He passed by a house, Paul's house specifically. He hummed. Nice guy if he recalled correctly. Nice guy, and his nephew was alright too. Didn't talk to him too much but he seemed nicer than that Jagerman guy. It felt weird the closer he stepped towards the structure, some pain in his arm increasing as some voice in the back of his head screamed at him to keep moving, didn't sound like his inner voice somehow. . .]

-@one-armedwonder

*Before Rory gets out of the vicinity of the house, the front door opens. A man looks out, concerned, and squints anxiously in Rory’s direction. It’s… Paul? He looks like Paul. Yeah, probably Paul. Did he get a haircut?? He’s too far up the drive to be clearly made out, but he starts walking towards Rory with purpose. Something is wrong. There’s a sharp pain behind Rory’s left eye- he’s not supposed to be here— and Paul looks concerned. It’s a deeper concern than one would feel for their nephew’s classmate, no- he looks afraid. *