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"Your home won't be changed much. Honest. I'd... actually love to help you with your research. Research is actually kind of a passion of mine. I love to figure stuff out. It's kinda how I got like this I guess. That's the thing about Curiousity. The cat may die sometimes, but that satisfaction brings kitty back every time~"

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This was strange. Normally, they liked strange, but this was a risky sort of strange happening while they were outside the labyrinth and thus vulnerable.

They hissed in response to his words, concern met with frightened aggression. Much like a cornered animal, they couldn't recognize the concern as anything other than a certain show that this individual was stronger than them. Then again, they were itching with the urge to get a closer look despite their fear, and that combined with their cornered mindset made a bit of a risky situation.

They stare blankly out of the gap between the walls, unable to see their "foe" but secure in the knowledge that he probably couldn't see them either. If he wanted a better look at them, he'd have to come closer, and if he did, there was a solid chance that they would grab him out of panic and rush to their labyrinth in an attempt to get more control over the situation.

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He chuckled, grinning and allowing them to examine him.

"I mean, yea. I seem so human I gotta act like one to survive. I guess I started as one? Or... As close to one as possible. Maybe. I dunno. I was raised as one..?" He paused, taking a moment to think. "...I don't know how it quite came to be, but I know what Has me and why. Unfortunately that use is mostly exercised Elsewhere."

He shrugged at this, giving a tired, lopsided grin.

"...But since I'm here... yknow. Gotta eat and live. I mean I get some minor perks, but those only really started to develop after I'd gained enough plot relevancy, yknow? Each near-death experience was more dramatic of an escape and therefore more 'lucky' but also more terrifying. I can see with my other eyes sometimes... I can just kinda 'know' things that I'm pretty sure is just some sort of sensory system humans have no word for or concept of. uh... I've kind of cracked the code to reality a bit I think...? Which I won't divulge here of course. But nothing super dramatic y'know? Like. I'm making my way upward but slowly. Shit takes time even with minor reality bending abilities."

He paused briefly, grimacing and looking at the ground. "...Of course that's probably just a delusional coping mechanism for trauma. But also... I'm talking to R̻̞ͯͫ̊ͦ̓͐͠͞E̵̡͗̓ͫ̓ͥͧ̂ͦͯ̋̚̕͘͡͞D̵̶̴̡̗͖͓̤̫̦̝̙͔̙͒̓ͦ̀͢͞A̷̵̴̺̝͕͇̤̦̩͇͘̕͞͡҉C̛̦̳͖͍͎ͭ̓͐̍̈́̽ͮ͜҉҉̸̷͞T̶̢̛̳͖̫̰̖̘͔͍̈͞E̺̩̠̜̥̙̺͊ͪ͐ͧ҉̧̛̛̀́͏́D̘̳͆̏ͯ̀̀̐ͪͧͣ̀͞͏̀͡͏̢ right now so... maybe not? But there's also no guarantees you aren't a hallucination-" He paused his rambling, glancing up to finally get a better look at the being before him.

"...I am SO sorry. I just kinda went off of a gut feeling and rambled a shitton and made a bunch of assumptions I didnt even realize I did until after. It doesnt matter if you do wind up being a hallucination, that's no reason for me to be rude. Lemme just uh... Hi I'm Darren. I uh. I'm a medical assistant. I'm.... Just kinda a guy."

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This was strange. Normally, they liked strange, but this was a risky sort of strange happening while they were outside the labyrinth and thus vulnerable.

They hissed in response to his words, concern met with frightened aggression. Much like a cornered animal, they couldn't recognize the concern as anything other than a certain show that this individual was stronger than them. Then again, they were itching with the urge to get a closer look despite their fear, and that combined with their cornered mindset made a bit of a risky situation.

They stare blankly out of the gap between the walls, unable to see their "foe" but secure in the knowledge that he probably couldn't see them either. If he wanted a better look at them, he'd have to come closer, and if he did, there was a solid chance that they would grab him out of panic and rush to their labyrinth in an attempt to get more control over the situation.

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Processing is a hell of a drug ✌️

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sometimes.... love is letting someone close enough to rip you apart; to devour you. but... instead of teeth, you find its a slow and gentle consumption... wrapped up and pulled in like a hug; warm and safe and home

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He waited a moment, after the hissing, giving the being a moment to get their bearings. He could tell a scared entity when he saw one. After a moment he crept a little closer, moving slowly and cautiously.

"I'm coming a little closer, okay? I know you're scared and I didn't mean to intrude on your territory I promise. Do you need any help...? I'm not going to hurt you, but dont mistake that for weakness. I will defend myself if I must but I don't want to *have* to okay...? I just wanna talk. Make sure you're okay." He explained softly, reaching a hand out, palm up in what he *hoped* was a nonthreatening gesture.

He never knew for sure what sort of social behaviors and body language each being would have, but going with animal body language was a good default when something was scared. slow, relaxed movents, slow blinks, showing he was unarmed and extending a limb as a gentle offer for introduction.

@starryseas-sidequests from here

This was strange. Normally, they liked strange, but this was a risky sort of strange happening while they were outside the labyrinth and thus vulnerable.

They hissed in response to his words, concern met with frightened aggression. Much like a cornered animal, they couldn't recognize the concern as anything other than a certain show that this individual was stronger than them. Then again, they were itching with the urge to get a closer look despite their fear, and that combined with their cornered mindset made a bit of a risky situation.

They stare blankly out of the gap between the walls, unable to see their "foe" but secure in the knowledge that he probably couldn't see them either. If he wanted a better look at them, he'd have to come closer, and if he did, there was a solid chance that they would grab him out of panic and rush to their labyrinth in an attempt to get more control over the situation.

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I'm your boyf but also i slowly got over my public writing ptsd from years ago that i literally just realized was ptsd related as i'm typing this. Also eldritch bs is life.

Lets play the game called "how did you find my blog and what made you want to follow"

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Looks like u can snooze it again after 7 days. annoying but doable. People are freaking out about the "nearby" tab on it but i checked my detailed app permissions for tumblr and location isnt even an option.

Tbh it looks like Live is just to give all the twitter migrants, tiktokers and influencers their own little corner of tumblr to fuck around and algorithm with while the rest of us just keep being weird tumblr gremlins hissing and screeching at the change and clinging for dear life to our corner of this hellsite.

It's a little enclosure for all the bad stuff, keep them occupied over there and keep them from asking for more disruptive and intrusive changes.

Y'all are posting abt tumblr selling info as if tumblr has literally ever done that. I don't like the new feature either but tumblr has had a very consistent policy on Not Doing That, so until someone gives me proof that that's what's up, I'm not gonna do shit. I've opted out of the feature but that's just because im grumpy and don't like new things. Do complain that the opt out is only for 7 days tho, that sucks

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Darren stood shocked for a moment, watching as the being scampered back into hiding.

'No way!' He thought to himself, grinning faintly and slowly; so as not to startle the poor thing; moving forward towards the being's hiding spot. When he got close enough to get a feeling for their appearance based on Vibes i Guess, he grinned bigger, bouncing a bit in place. There's no way this being was actually one of the aliens his totally-normal-level-of-appreciation-for aliens friend is always talking about!

....Though it was starting to seem like it really could be..!

"Hey, no need to hide, I promise! Are you okay...? Injured or anything...?"

[Open starter]

At a distance, all one might hear approaching the alley is the occasional quiet clatter and the sound of a poorly tuned radio. Or rather, that's what it sounded like- the hum of a tune obscured under the crackle and static and occasional pops of noise one would expect from a radio, but the true source was rather more organic. 3, in a very rare event, had left their labyrinth.

Not permanently, though- only to gather some much needed scrap. An explosion had ended up being much larger than expected and decimated a few too many of their drones, and they required new parts to fix them, but lacked the drones to gather enough. Thus they had joined the effort, gas mask affixed to their face, and were working away in an alley hidden from the sun.

As a stranger approached, the sounds quieted, until all that was left was slow breathing and that same static, crackle and pop. By the time 3 is in view, they're already on the retreat- all one would spot was their long limbs darting up and over a dumpster and into a small gap between walls in a manner unsettlingly reminiscent of a large, spooked spider. Too quick to follow, but the sound of static lingers- they didn't go far before stopping.

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A young dark-haired man, dressed in scrubs with his ID card lanyard still draped around his neck trudged along the sidewalk, dragging his feet after an exhausting 10 hour shift. It had been tough, but fulfilling as always.

He adjusted his mask as he passed another on the street, a bit extra-cautious in public as cold weather tends to bring illness and he couldn't exactly afford to miss work due to cold or flu... or dare he even think it. No, he refused to end up in the hospital on a respirator. People judge less when the mask is paired with scrubs anyway.

He tripped over a raised bit of sidewalk near an alleyway, quietly squeaking in surprise and dropping his glassed to the ground, right lens popping out and skidding into the alleyway.

"Shi-.." He started, only trailing off when he saw what seemed to be vague skittering movement. He sat quietly for a moment, unsure if what he'd seen was even real.

Slowly he pulled himself into a crouch, picking up his one-lensed glasses frames and slowly crept into the alleyway. He slooooowly reached forward, picking up the lost lens and popping it back into the frame so he could see once more.

What was that strange static noise...? He peered behind himself quickly, making sure he wouldnt be overheard by any passersby in case the source of the noise were a hallucination or noncorporeal entity. Once assured he was alone with the source of the noise, he took a cautious step forward, calling out softly and gently.

"...Hello? Is someone there? It's okay I'm not going to hurt you... unless you attack me, then we'll have problems."

[Open starter]

At a distance, all one might hear approaching the alley is the occasional quiet clatter and the sound of a poorly tuned radio. Or rather, that's what it sounded like- the hum of a tune obscured under the crackle and static and occasional pops of noise one would expect from a radio, but the true source was rather more organic. 3, in a very rare event, had left their labyrinth.

Not permanently, though- only to gather some much needed scrap. An explosion had ended up being much larger than expected and decimated a few too many of their drones, and they required new parts to fix them, but lacked the drones to gather enough. Thus they had joined the effort, gas mask affixed to their face, and were working away in an alley hidden from the sun.

As a stranger approached, the sounds quieted, until all that was left was slow breathing and that same static, crackle and pop. By the time 3 is in view, they're already on the retreat- all one would spot was their long limbs darting up and over a dumpster and into a small gap between walls in a manner unsettlingly reminiscent of a large, spooked spider. Too quick to follow, but the sound of static lingers- they didn't go far before stopping.

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Adding these tags b/c they sum it all up beautifully.

As example our first ever RP scene I was abruptly and brutally killed. The only reason it took months to get together instead of right then is because we were both oblivious idiots to our feelings and kept assuming "ah yes we're definitely Totally Platonic Friends that just so happen to Fuck Constantly in writing. I love having totally normal platonic friendships."

Hello!

I figured I should probably introduce myself.

I'm Darren. I'm a bit of a complicated situation so here are the basics! I am a "character" whose purpose is... basically catharsis and coping if I'm honest. I'm barely disconnected from my author, but also nothing that occurs on this blog will cause any undue anger or argument. I'm not here to cause drama, I'm here to fuck around and find out as the eldritch being i perceive myself to be as someone who was othered for years and has decided to be unapologetically myself, crazy and all. I exist to give us the safety of anonymity as we do actually legitimately work in the medical field and can't exactly be too open about having the "scary" mental illnesses.

ALSO: what's the point of having the most self-hating god-complex imaginable and a fascinating web of fully fleshed out delusions blending fiction, reality and spirituality if I can't have a little fun (and a little cathartic angst) with it ;)

We will NOT be tagging anything unreality. Anyone writing with me is welcome to do so on their end, but please do be aware that by interacting with me directly, you consent to step into my little corner of eldritch madness. This IS my reality.

Welcome to the Darrenverse! Enjoy the clinical insanity.

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Hello!

I figured I should probably introduce myself.

I'm Darren. I'm a bit of a complicated situation so here are the basics! --

[update 12/19/22] FIRST AND MOST IMPORTANT: For the purposes of THIS blog, Darren may be treated soley as a character. Under the cut is info shared mostly to provide context for the sake of transparency. I want you to be aware of where exactly Darren came from and what he is to us. It's not fair to those interacting to omit this.

also like... if you wanna just ask questions or chat, you can dm me or send in an ask or w/e too thats totally cool.

I am a "character" whose purpose is... basically catharsis and coping if I'm honest. I'm barely disconnected from my author, but also nothing that occurs on this blog will cause any undue anger or argument. I'm not here to cause drama, I'm here to fuck around and find out as the eldritch being i perceive myself to be as someone who was othered for years and has decided to be unapologetically myself, crazy and all. I exist to give us the safety of anonymity as we do actually legitimately work in the medical field and can't exactly be too open about having the "scary" mental illnesses.

ALSO: what's the point of having the most self-hating god-complex imaginable and a fascinating web of fully fleshed out delusions blending fiction, reality and spirituality if I can't have a little fun (and a little cathartic angst) with it ;)

We will NOT be tagging anything unreality. Anyone writing with me is welcome to do so on their end, but please do be aware that by interacting with me directly, you consent to step into my little corner of eldritch madness. This IS my reality.

Welcome to the Darrenverse! Enjoy the clinical insanity.