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((Haven't forgotten about this blog, December is a busy month in general and I am also Suffering through a bug that's been running rampant in the house so my art energy goes to The Isle--

Excited to get back here though! I have a few more asks to answer before getting to a big turning point c:))

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There is a moment of hesitation as April approaches the pained creature. She's seen this one before; there is no doubt in her mind about it. That nightmarish night she had lost her friend. It still haunts her memories. After all this time, the human had thought they weren't ever coming back, and there they were. Guilt written all over her face, April extended her arm and gently touched the being's shoulder. She hoped there was a spark left inside... But she didn't see it.

[There's no outward reaction from the looks of it, but it's as if the being froze up. After the human's hand was removed, a piece of the armor loosened up and fell off with an unceremoniously loud 'KLUNK'.]

...how...?

[Pulled from their thoughts however, they slowly start to form a response to the other newcomer.]

I...didn't think this could come off, I tried so much to get this off...

Maybe I could use help for these other pieces...

(( @pmd-waveringfate ))

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There is a moment of hesitation as April approaches the pained creature. She's seen this one before; there is no doubt in her mind about it. That nightmarish night she had lost her friend. It still haunts her memories. After all this time, the human had thought they weren't ever coming back, and there they were. Guilt written all over her face, April extended her arm and gently touched the being's shoulder. She hoped there was a spark left inside... But she didn't see it.

[There's no outward reaction from the looks of it, but it's as if the being froze up. After the human's hand was removed, a piece of the armor loosened up and fell off with an unceremoniously loud 'KLUNK'.]

...how...?

[Pulled from their thoughts however, they slowly start to form a response to the other newcomer.]

I...didn't think this could come off, I tried so much to get this off...

Maybe I could use help for these other pieces...

(( @pmd-waveringfate ))

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do you remember your company? who you used to be with?

[Another long silence, longer than the last one.]

I...almost forgot the words. I don't remember their faces, or their voices, but...I think the word I'm looking for is friends. I was with friends, or...family.

Some of them seemed to be like you all.

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do you remember your company? who you used to be with?

[Another long silence, longer than the last one.]

I...almost forgot the words. I don't remember their faces, or their voices, but...I think the word I'm looking for is friends. I was with friends, or...family.

Some of them seemed to be like you all.

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(teampursuit) Kaiju: "Hey, are you alright?" The Quagscadon asked quietly, wanting to help but unsure of whether to reach out, "Do you need someone to talk to?" He seems to be staunchly ignoring the void around him.

[There’s a long silence from the being, who turns away when their wellbeing is questioned. Such body language could be determined as submissive in nature. They linger on the thought for a while before quietly answering, almost as if afraid to speak up.]

I...don’t know what it means to be alright anymore. Having company is...nice, though. I was alone for a very long time, I don’t know how much time has passed...I just know it’s been very quiet.

(( @teampursuit ))

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(teampursuit) Kaiju: "Hey, are you alright?" The Quagscadon asked quietly, wanting to help but unsure of whether to reach out, "Do you need someone to talk to?" He seems to be staunchly ignoring the void around him.

[There’s a long silence from the being, who turns away when their wellbeing is questioned. Such body language could be determined as submissive in nature. They linger on the thought for a while before quietly answering, almost as if afraid to speak up.]

I...don’t know what it means to be alright anymore. Having company is...nice, though. I was alone for a very long time, I don’t know how much time has passed...I just know it’s been very quiet.

(( @teampursuit ))

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[connectedspace] Khaos looked around “Yo where ARE we?”

[Within the strange rift, after peering long enough, landscapes begin to come through-like looking through water onto sand below. They’re muddied, but it isn’t difficult to tell what they are...or rather, what they were.]

[The rift contains desolated land-fires, floods, earthquakes. Hardly anything could survive such circumstances, if anything could at all.]

I...don’t know. I was with...others...and now I’m here...

(( @connectedspace ))

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(neverlandfaerai) Pan@???: "Hey you! Who are you? What's all that red and blue stuff?" His brows are furled, unsure of the stranger and their surroundings.

[The only source of light in this place is the rift that passes nearby, as well as the other 'rai before the being. Startled, they fall back onto some cosmic debris-a muffled voice as they slowly shuffle around in the armor. It may be only a few pieces, but one could only imagine just how heavy it must be.]

I...I don't know. I forgot how it got here, how I got here...

(( @neverlandfaerai ))

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[connectedspace] Khaos looked around “Yo where ARE we?”

[Within the strange rift, after peering long enough, landscapes begin to come through-like looking through water onto sand below. They’re muddied, but it isn’t difficult to tell what they are...or rather, what they were.]

[The rift contains desolated land-fires, floods, earthquakes. Hardly anything could survive such circumstances, if anything could at all.]

I...don’t know. I was with...others...and now I’m here...

(( @connectedspace ))

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(neverlandfaerai) Pan@???: "Hey you! Who are you? What's all that red and blue stuff?" His brows are furled, unsure of the stranger and their surroundings.

[The only source of light in this place is the rift that passes nearby, as well as the other 'rai before the being. Startled, they fall back onto some cosmic debris-a muffled voice as they slowly shuffle around in the armor. It may be only a few pieces, but one could only imagine just how heavy it must be.]

I...I don't know. I forgot how it got here, how I got here...

(( @neverlandfaerai ))

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...

[Nothing. Of course there’s nothing-the void makes no noise. No wind, no crashes, nothing.]

[And yet, there exist…well, existence. Rather small, for all anyone knows the last to exist-as if there were anyone left to acknowledge it in the first place.]

[The stars are fading out one by one into nothing, and despite being a void, where nothing rings out…there’s the smallest of noises. It’s impossible to tell what emotion is being displayed. Whatever is the owner of said noises, and with the general outlook of the surroundings, you can only assume there’s…distress.]

[Do you approach the being?]

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...

[Nothing. Of course there’s nothing-the void makes no noise. No wind, no crashes, nothing.]

[And yet, there exist...well, existence. Rather small, for all anyone knows the last to exist-as if there were anyone left to acknowledge it in the first place.]

[The stars are fading out one by one into nothing, and despite being a void, where nothing rings out...there’s the smallest of noises. It’s impossible to tell what emotion is being displayed. Whatever is the owner of said noises, and with the general outlook of the surroundings, you can only assume there’s...distress.]

[Do you approach the being?]

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((Hey all, this blog isn’t dead after all-

After a very quick burst in inspiration I think I’m at a point where I can do this blog as well, albeit probably sporadically. asktheisle is my baby and my main focus, but I intend to work on this one too and hopefully-maybe-update every week or so 

that said, this blog is going to have a persistently different overarching tone than my other blog, and I just wanna throw that out there-

this blog is going to essentially fall in line with a literary tragedy, which means that whenever this blog reaches its end-it won’t be the happiest ending 

in fact, the first post is gonna establish that, but I just wanna throw that out there so it’s known-not like interactions and characters are gonna be downers or anything, but I just want it known where this story is gonna head in general-

I got a bunch of stuff to do at the moment but I’m hoping to get an intro post either tonight or sometime tomorrow, I’ll see you all theeeeen-))

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When the landscape is overthrown And there is no space for landing And miracles don't save people anymore Because saints threw themselves from a bridge When the climate loses control And the sun's skin gets burnt When the sand is left alone And the ocean drowns in its own waves When the ground shakes And the clouds fall from the sky And the trees are on their knees With the skinny trunks showing their ribs When there are not any traces or marks And the moon crashes with the stars And what was already broken breaks

We will be here

(Translated from: Apocalíptico-Residente)