righthand-rahadin

[righthand-rahadin]

A mother, trying to cage what cannot be contained—children with hearts too wild to be kept in darkness.

The harpy's fate mirrors the futile struggle of those who defy fate. They will always escape, as they must.

Lord Strahd has taught me that no matter how much you try to bind what is free, it will always slip through your fingers.

[righthand-rahadin]

How gracious of you to spare the masses.

Though if your dramatics are reserved for him alone, perhaps the rest of us should thank him—for taking the full brunt of your shrill affections so we might suffer less.

@righthand-rahadin y'know the partypeople referred to you as my ex 2 hours ago.

I've not ever felt as disgusted as I did when they said that. Like how did they even reach that conclusion??

Not that it matters considering I hate you to the Nine and back, but still. Figured you oughta know because it means we both have to step up our hate game.

[righthand-rahadin]

A witness to your unraveling, no doubt.

It saw you trip over your own arrogance and fall face-first into whatever performance you mistook for grace. It watched in still, damp judgment.

And unlike you, it had the decency not to speak of it.

I'm losing it. Need to find my gossipgirlies, bet they know the story behind Rahafrog.

[righthand-rahadin]

I have researched this "Rickroll."

A tactic of deception. Low-effort, high-impact. Built on trust, then weaponized through dissonance. Primitive… but effective.

Its roots lie in late 20th-century Earth culture— a warless people entertaining themselves with false promises, followed by the sudden image of an unfamiliar bard.

This is not mere jest. It is psychological sabotage. A breach of expectation meant to disorient and humiliate. And you used it on me.

You’ve studied well, little leech. But do remember: I collect screams, not memes.

[righthand-rahadin]

You seek to cultivate gardens. I was raised in graveyards.

We are not the same—but your kindness will make for a fascinating autopsy.

[righthand-rahadin]

The frog was a witness. It kept its tongue.

You should consider doing the same.

I'm losing it. Need to find my gossipgirlies, bet they know the story behind Rahafrog.

[righthand-rahadin]

Your disgust is noted. As is your lack of comprehension.

I require neither clarification nor denial. I remember every scream you’ve ever made in my presence. That is intimacy enough.

Let them guess. Let them laugh. Your end will not be defined by rumors—only by silence.

@righthand-rahadin y'know the partypeople referred to you as my ex 2 hours ago.

I've not ever felt as disgusted as I did when they said that. Like how did they even reach that conclusion??

Not that it matters considering I hate you to the Nine and back, but still. Figured you oughta know because it means we both have to step up our hate game.

[righthand-rahadin]

Spare yourself the effort of walking—your mere existence is aggravating enough.

On my way to irritate my enemies

[righthand-rahadin]

Amazing. A rare moment of self-awareness. Even the Little Leech knows when something is beyond his reach.

Though, truly, the tragedy is not the color—it’s the thought of you pirouetting. Spare us all the spectacle, for the love of the Count.

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[righthand-rahadin]

I’ll take one serving of dry humping with needy kisses please

[righthand-rahadin]

@monsters-fear-me I found your spitting image.

Look at him. I bet he'd be ever so graceful in his pathetic little performance, just like you. Tell me, Little Leech, do you pirouette like that when you run? Or just when you beg for scraps?

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[righthand-rahadin]

Tell me, if I were to tell you about the story of a self-satisfied little fool, puffed up with self-importance; as if clever words and empty charm could ever make him anything more than a footnote in a history that will forget him, would you assume it to be about @monsters-fear-me or @therealbladedancer?

How about a hint?

They collect meaningless trinkets, they fill the air with the sound of their own voices—so certain that their existence means something. That they matter. No matter they have just a legacy built on brittle bones and stolen time.

Did the pieces fall into place now? No? Understandable, as this patheticness seems prevalent in both. Birds of a feather, truly.

Perhaps the answer is clearer now, perhaps not. I am not here to ease your confusion. I only seek to remind you of this: some people—no matter how much they believe otherwise—are simply not destined for greatness. And these two... these two are perfect examples.

The story of a self-satisfied fool is one that repeats itself endlessly. And in their delusion, they may never notice how irrelevant they’ve become.

[righthand-rahadin]

A geologist and a ghost walk into a room—no, not the start of a joke, just the sad reality we live in. One clings to rocks as if understanding sediment will make him formidable, the other clings to life as if sheer audacity can undo centuries of failure. A scholar of dirt and a leech in denial. Fitting, isn’t it?

Yes, @monsters-fear-me and @therealbladedancer, this is about you.

One polishes steel and calls himself a warrior; the other polishes his delusions and calls himself clever. Both seem convinced they are remarkable. I find it remarkable that they wake up each day and manage to endure their own company.

A Mage of Mediocrity, a Duel-Wielding Dunce, or, as he is known in our halls, Fatalis’ Favorite Clown. And... the Little Leech, Lord of Nothing.

Lo and behold, even the most pitiful creatures find solace in each other, don't they? How quaint.

[righthand-rahadin]

Hm. A fondness for lifeless, unfeeling things—how fitting. I imagine it’s the closest either of you will come to stability.

obsessed with these photos of a leucistic raven by an anonymous photographer on macaulay library

[righthand-rahadin]

Ah, how charming. Even carrion birds can be trained to preen under the right words. I suppose some creatures truly are that starved for affection.

Before and After I call pants a handsome boy.

[righthand-rahadin]

Spare me the theatrics. I’ve dealt with creatures who burn far hotter and fall just the same.

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[righthand-rahadin]

I have orchestrated massacres with more effort than whatever this was. Explain yourself.