#one.txt

[echidnana]

we need to watch the new little mermaid movie we haven't seen it yet but we keep having dreams about it

[canis-constellate]

me, remakin my appearance in the picrew while Oakley isn't looking even though i know it wouldn't be mad if it knew and would probably be happy for/proud of me: i am being SO sneaky right now

[sega-saturn-arcade]

Transcription of 'The One.txt' lore Document

(WITH A SIDE OF KIN MEMORIES AND SEEING IT THROUGH THE LENS OF MY CANON)

As I did with the fated Medkit scuffle, I will be color coding this post so that my commentary and the actual floppy do not get mixed up! Unlike the post about that fight, I will not be putting theories or anything, simply what I remember and my commentary on that, as stated before. This is more or less to cope, but it's also thoughts that are fitting to go on this kin blog.

Orange Text is the original Document's statements. It will be in a separate font. Purple Text is my commentary.

Under the cut will be the main meat of the post. CW for mention of cults, cult sacrifice, murder, the whole nine yards you'd assume that mention and talk of cult activity would have.

"ANNOUNCEMENT WELCOME We're glad you're here. The ████████ ███ █████████ ██████ hopes this bulletin finds all our faithful followers in good health, and otherwise, may it prosper you towards such with the delightful news we have to share."

[A quick note before I get into my thoughts: I did not know the exact characters of the censored church name, so I had to guess off of sight. It is not exact.] [Regardless of this, my main thought on this paragraph is the very concept of a bulletin. What intrigues me that's very obvious is they sent out this to multiple other churches. This feels very right, but also makes me a little sick at my stomach. The "gifting ceremony" as it is called (it's coming up soon in the transcript) was called 'Sunrise' in my canon. It just worries me how many churches participated in Sunrise and how many people had to die. "Delightful news" my ass.]

"As you all know, we have been looking for a ██████ to appease divinity for a long time, and we have FINALLY found it - The Perfect Body, The ONE. We at ████████ ███ █████████ ██████ would like to thank everyone who has partaken in our gifting ceremonials up to this point - Thanks to you, no parting has been in vain."

[In canon, the cult calls the idol 'The One,' whereas in my canon I was titled 'The Third Eye,' and strictly that was how I was to be addressed upon the finishing of Sunrise. What especially makes me nauseous is how they say "no parting has been in vain." They treated each death in that cult sacrifice like a blessing to give back to MR. I don't think I ever recovered from watching the life drain from someone's eyes by my hand. No parting in vain my ass.] [This is to also say that The Third Eye was to lead people into their death or conduct something huge within the church. I was to be 'blessed' upon my coronation day. I also wish to put down as an update to this that I believe the blocked text of them announcing that they’ve been looking for a (something) is ‘saint’.]

"Distressingly enough however, The One Has escaped our grasp and seems to be hesitant to accept their blessing. We are conducting a search throughout all of our facilities, and expect everyone to stay on high alert until fate takes its course. Our great host has used it's divinity to shield The One until a resolution comes forth"

[I remember I ran the week before my coronation. It was called that, you know: 'Coronation'. Sometimes it was also called my 'big day.' They called me in shortly after I was cleaned up from all the blood, and after I had time to recover from being forced to kill others to survive. Sort of like how you're called into a room after a Christian Baptism (if you guys have ever experienced that) to talk about what it means to have the Holy Ghost. By no means was that cult Christian, obviously, but I can only pull similarities from the experiences I have had in this life.] [What also caught my eye was that they searched their facilities for me. I also interpreted this as searching, of course, the church living quarters that I and a few others stayed in. And it proves that they were chasing after me for a long, long time. And, that MR attached its spirit to me after Sunrise. All things I feel I had a general awareness of, because my coronation was going to have something to do with expanding on that 'concept' of MR's spirit being attached to me.]

"Further details will be exposed at our next gathering. We hope you take pride in your positions. WE URGE ALL TO SPREAD OUR MESSAGE TODAY, AND FOREVER FORTH, UNTIL THE ONE IS CAPTURED FOR THEIR HIGHER PURPOSE. THE DAY OF RECKONING IS NIGH UPON US. Until our days part ways, may ██████ never lead us astray. Blessings, ████████ ███ █████████ ██████"

[My closing thoughts on this is that as much as this lore update was very beneficial and did help me figure out the basis of MR's motives (getting my body to do something genuinely horrible after cult sacrifice), it also caused me to blankly stare at my screen for a solid hour looking exactly like the soldier with the thousand yard stare that's been used in about a billion situations before. I like but also dislike how the cult officials (assuming these are officials?) talk in this entry, as it is way to scarily similar to how I remember them being. It's too familiar. As a side note, I wonder if it was also a thing to say "blessings" as well in my canon. I mainly remember "may the light be with you," or something of that sort. Blegh.]

[beezabub]

One of the funniest things to me is a really bad eczema flare-up caused us to split an introject of Luigi who then promptly made a blog dedicated to the character Luigi being a monster... lover

[triptychexe]

TITLE: Days and Nights SUMMARY: Jin’s on house arrest and it’s harder to handle than she thought it would be. Van makes everything a little bit better by giving Soojin a much-needed pep talk.  WORD COUNT: 2.3k GENRE: angst? some soft moments too. PAIRING: Platonic!Jin + Van, Platonic!Triplex 

WARNINGS: mentions of stalking, mentions of declining mental health, I think there’s a few swears? If any other warnings should be made, please let me know! 

A/N: This piece does follow up Escalation  if you are interested! If you don’t feel like reading that, basically all you gotta know for this is that Soojin has a stalker still out there & while her company is looking for him, she’s not supposed to leave her building without supervision for safety reasons <3

WINTER 2018 

It took Jin only two weeks to come to the conclusion that time was just a social construct. Days and nights were nothing but the sun setting and rising. There was no difference between three o’clock and four o’clock. And sometimes days felt like a familiar film that replays in an infinite loop, except there was no plot, and nothing ever happened.

The only excitement in the singer's new routine was when she would get calls from her manager or Hak Bonghwa himself. Before every call, her heart would skip an irregular beat, the nagging fear that her stalker might have found her phone number again. But everytime she checked the caller ID, the rest of the interaction was always familiar.  Whoever called would inform her that no new leads have been found, that they’re still looking, and that things will be resolved as soon as they can. Then she hung up, and went back to her dull existence. 

For a while, she was fine with everything being mundane and regular. She needed some time to let herself bounce back and to relax. This relaxation period only lasted about two days. Then she started overthinking everything that has happened up until now, the thoughts making her more anxious than soothed.

The only thing to stop her from thinking too much was to stay busy. Even though Trois’ promotional period ended prematurely, HBH was gearing up for Triplex to make their debut. As the self-proclaimed leader of the second generation, she felt the urge to assist in any way she could.

“Chaewon, your hair is a mess.” Jin scolded one morning as she placed a homemade omelette in front of the younger girl. It was the second successful omelette Soojin has ever made. Her daily breakfast routine was finally starting to result in some cooking skills. 

“Chaewon, your hair is a mess.” Chaewon mimicked a pitched sing-songy voice. “I don’t need to do my hair perfectly, we have stylists on set that can do it for me.” 

Soojin arched her eyebrow at the younger girl. “And I don’t need your attitude. Mock me again and you’ll get bruises your stylists will have trouble covering.” Her harsh words would have been intimidating, if it wasn’t for the small grin on her lips. Chaewon chuckled, shoveling a piece of eggs with peppers into her mouth.

“Good one, Soojin. I’d love to see you try to batter me up.” Chaewon teased. 

“No talking while eating.” Soojin playfully narrowed her eyes before turning away to glance at the clock. It was nearing eight and Sunhee hadn’t come out of her room for breakfast yet. Soojin sighed before taking a deep inhale, inflating her lungs. 

“Sunhee! Let’s go! Breakfast is getting cold!” Soojin hollered towards the direction of Sunhee’s room. She was sure she heard a groan of annoyance in response, but she chose to ignore it. 

In a few minutes, Sunhee was sulking into the kitchen, her eyes still bloodshot and heavy. Soojin sighed, as she placed a second omelette in front of her.

“Good morning, Sunhee.” Soojin greeted. She got a guttural grunt in response. 

“Why do we have to be up so fucking early to take pictures?” Sunhee complained. Jin frowned at the vocalist, unimpressed with her attitude. 

“Be grateful that you have a sponsorship like this so early into your career.” Soojin reminded them. “Innisfree is a popular company, and the fact that they wanted you three out of all the idols they could have hired means a lot.” 

Sunhee didn’t respond. She silently shoveled food into her mouth. Chaewon giggled and poked one of Sunhee’s puffed cheeks. Sunhee grinned and swatted the hand away, but Chaewon wasn’t done teasing her friend. Eventually, the two were nudging each other and trying to knock each other off their stools. Soojin learned when they first moved in together that interrupting SunWon’s rough housing only resulted in two sulky girls. It was better for them to get their playtime in.

Right before Chaewon was about to topple over in her seat, the doorbell rang. Soojin rushed to the door, opening it to reveal a well-groomed Kit. 

“Aw, Heshen! You look so handsome!” Soojin cooed, opening the door further for the younger boy to enter the apartment. Kit’s cheeks flushed as he looked down at his outfit. He was wearing a button-up shirt under a soft cardigan, cuffed pants, and shiny loafers. To Soojin, he looked like the perfect representative for Innisfree products. 

“Thanks, Soojin.” He smiled. Sunhee and Chaewon hopped off their seats when they heard their friends voice, rounding the corner and sliding in their socks against the wooden floor.

“Woah, Heshen. You look…” Sunhee’s eyebrows shot up.

“Presentable!” Chaewon completed Sunhee’s thought, a teasing grin on her face. “You usually dress so bummy, I forget that you’re actually attractive!” 

Heshen’s smile faded. “How the hell am I supposed to respond to that?” “By thanking me.” Chaewon wrinkled her nose playfully. “That-” Heshen started to argue but Soojin intervened after she got a text on her phone.

“How about you guys continue this in the car? Hyungjung says she’s downstairs waiting.” Soojin said. 

The three teenagers gathered their things and filed out the door. Soojin waved goodbye from the doorway, smiling as the trio of them waved from the elevator. When the elevator doors closed, Soojin felt the weight of loneliness again.

Now that she was alone, she started to remember the last time she was alone in the dorm. The night she received that infamous phone call.  Soojin shivered at the memory, an irrational worry that someone might pop out behind the couch seized her consciousness. Before she let herself think about all the horrible things that could happen unsupervised, her doorbell buzzed.

Jin peeked through the peephole cautiously. Through the fish-eye lens, she saw a smiling Van rocking back and forth on his heels. Van and Jin weren’t exactly the closest members of Triptych, given their scheduling. Maybe he was here to give her updates on her sasaeng. 

With a shred of hope, she opened the door, peeking her head out cautiously. Van’s smile was still present as ever, his eyes squinting ever so slightly with the curve of his cheek.

“Hi!” Van smiled. “Hey.” Soojin returned the smile kindly. “What’s going on?” “Nothing. I don’t have anything to do today, so I thought I’d come over to check on you.” Changmin said, his expression changed into one that was slightly sheepish. “But I totally understand if you wanted space.” 

Soojin’s chest felt lighter, like a weight has been lifted.

“Yeah! I could use some company. Come in.” She smiled, thanking the stars above that she wouldn’t have to brave the lonesomeness of the dorm alone right now. She eagerly stepped aside, allowing Changmin to enter her dorm. 

“You’re alone?” Changmin frowned, looking around the dorm. “Shouldn’t someone be here with you?” 

Soojin shrugged. “The others have schedules today. Plus, I can take care of myself, you know?” 

Changmin nodded. “Of course, of course.” Soojin couldn’t tell if he was saying that genuinely or to comfort her. 

“Um, can I make you tea or something?” Soojin asked politely, swaying her arms back and forth to fill up the awkwardness that had settled over the pair. 

Changmin smiled. “I’ll make us some tea. How about you sit down?” 

Soojin arched an eyebrow. The offer caught her off guard. Changmin chuckled at the expression on the girl’s face. “Kit mentioned that you have been helping Triplex prepare for debut and making him breakfast and stuff. Let me repay you for taking care of our maknae.” Changmin insisted.

The gentle finality in Changmin’s voice told Jin that there was no use in arguing with him. Instead, she led him to the kitchen and sat herself down at the table. She watched as Changmin moved around the kitchen, finding the materials he needed to make them both a hot beverage.

“So,” Changmin spoke as he turned the oven on to boil some water. “Kit hasn’t been bothering you, has he? I know he’s over here a lot.” 

Soojin shook her head. “I like the company. Keeps me busy.” 

“Aren’t you supposed to be resting?” Changmin arched an eyebrow. Soojin couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “I tried that, but I realized that resting goes hand in hand with reflecting and…” Soojin let her voice trail off. She stared down at the kitchen floor, licking her teeth. She didn’t need to continue, Changmin understood the rest. 

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Changmin asked, furrowing his eyebrows in worry. Jin hesitated. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to talk about it or not. HBH already made her go to two therapy sessions. After the second session, Jin decided that reliving one of the most traumatic nights of her life with a woman she’s never met didn’t help her in the slightest. She didn’t want someone psycho-analysing her, she didn’t want to feel like she was put under a microscope. 

“Not really.” Jin answered honestly. Changmin nodded in understanding. “Well, if anything changes, you know where to find me.” Changmin angled his head towards the wall, gesturing in the general direction of his own dorm. Jin hummed in appreciation. 

“What about you? Anything on your mind lately?” Jin asked, the pad of her finger tracing the ceramic lip of her cup in a lazy circle. Changmin sucked on his bottom lip, shrugging.

“Nothing’s really been going on.” He responded. “I guess I’m just anticipating the second generation’s debut.” 

“Trois already debuted.” Jin reminded him. Their debut was short, but was it really that forgettable?  “I mean like… You know. The other subunits.” Van shrugged. The tightness in his tone helped Jin piece together the hidden emotions that her older groupmate had towards the additional members of the group.

“You’re skeptical.” Jin inferred. 

Changmin sucked on his teeth. “The word ‘skeptical’ seems really judgemental…” “But you do have concerns?” Jin arched her eyebrow. 

“I mean, yeah. Nothing major, of course.” Changmin held a hand up in surrender. “But you know… It’s just kinda nerve wracking thinking that your career in this group could be snuffed out by a teenager who has more charisma than you.” 

Soojin’s eyebrow arched even higher, the corners of her lips settling into an unpleasant frown. What was he implying? 

Suddenly, the corner of Changmin’s lips quirked before he quickly straightened out his face. A small chuckle slipped between Changmin’s lips.

“What?” Jin asked, finding a small smile quirking on her own lips at the sight of Changmin trying to keep himself composed. An identical smile mirrored on Van’s face as he shook his head.

“Sometimes you act just like Yerin.” He confessed. “The amount of times she’s given me that face… You’re gonna have to develop a stronger gaze if you wanna intimidate anyone in our group.” 

Soojin pressed her lips together. The Yerin comparison. It was bound to happen. Despite not being close, Yerin and Soojin’s name had been strung together since Soojin’s trainee days. Even after making an attempt to give herself her own name, Yerin’s identity seemed to stick to her more than ever. 

“Looks like someone else has their own concerns.” Van noted. The playfulness in his tone was gone, replaced by curiosity.

“It’s just… Comparisons get dull.” Jin shrugged. Changmin nodded in understanding. “I didn’t mean it like that. You and Yerin are two very different people.” 

Jin managed a dull, mirthless chuckle. “Yeah. I’m her but if she had two left feet and a stalker.” 

“Not funny.” Changmin frowned. 

“It kinda is though.” “No, it’s not.” “I’m coping, let me have this.” Soojin’s lips quirked, bringing her mug up to her lips, although the drink had lost its warmth.

“You have a darker sense of humor than Yerin, that’s for sure.” Changmin shook his head, taking a drink himself. He hesitated before speaking. “Don’t mention any of this to Yerin, but… You’re not like her in the best way possible. You seem more… human.”

Jin let out a low whistle. “Damn. That’s…” Jin quirked her head, looking down at her cup and trying not to laugh at the bluntness of Changmin’s statement. Changmin let out an air of a chuckle.

“No, listen,” He pleaded. “Yerin’s great but Yerin’s never had the general public go against her like you have. You’ve gone through hell these past few weeks and you still are a kind person. Yerin kinda loses it when someone so much as steps a toenail out of line.” 

Soojin searched Changmin’s face skeptically. “I thought you were friends with Yerin.” 

“I am, but working with people closely makes you realize their flaws in high definition.” Changmin mused, a small smirk on his lips. “If you’re not getting under each other’s skin at least a few times a month, you’re not getting the full Triptych experience.” 

Soojin pursed her lips and nodded. “Good to know.” 

“But hey,” Changmin spread his arms with a smile on his face. “We’re still one big, slightly-dysfunctional family. We support each other just as frequently as we bicker with one another. Which is why I’m here! I’m like… The brother you never asked for.” 

Soojin’s heart clenched. She hasn’t had a ‘family’ in so long. Not since she stopped talking to her parents. The trainees were the closest she’s gotten to a home. Now with everything going on and promotional schedules being so frequent, she felt like there was no structure anymore. Maybe that’s why her days and nights bled together, because there was no one there to help her keep track of them.

Tears formed on her waterline as she placed the mug down on the counter. Without thinking much of it, Jin walked straight into Changmin’s open arms, pressing her cheek against his chest as she hugged him.

“Oh.” Changmin let out a small exclamation of surprise. Gently, his arms came down to hug Soojin back.

[following-in-gods-pawsteps]

tell us about pandoras box then. AND 3, 6 and 12

Cross:

They're very...incompetent. I'm their supervisor more than their commander, their working commander is...a pawful. I'll leave it at that.

One:

Ugh- okay. Well, 3 is...He's an older man, a good company with a good head on his shoulders, but I don't know what he sees in 1A. 12 is level headed, smart, nice to talk to. 6 is a hotheaded short shit but I like her vigour. There's also 2...the kid's like my shadow, but it's hard to not like him.

[casperthefriendlysystem]

Me: Wow, our system’s doing really well and we have really good communication and hardly ever dissociate! 

Also me: Wait, that happened yesterday? I thought that happened a week ago

Also me pt 2: Wait, that happened a week ago? I thought that was yesterday

[askaiyumi]

NUMBER 1: um - hello! we’re aiyumi, an idol group trying to save saga! it’s nice to meet you! we’d..- ..um. we’d appreciate some asks! we’ll all try our best to answer them all, okay? yeah! 

[o5-the-progeny]

I swayed slightly in my chair. I shook my head, blinking a bit more than usual. My eyes felt heavy and bleary.

I propped my elbow on the arm of my chair and pinched the bridge of my nose with a weak sigh.

“You have something to say?” Twelve said impatiently.

I shook my head again. “Dizzy,” I signed. “I’m fine.”

I closed my eyes for a moment, then felt a rush of vertigo followed by a sharp pain cracking through my shoulder and head.

“Progeny? Progeny? Astra!” The voice was muffled, as if I was hearing it from underwater. “Someone bring her to medical, now!”

Everything went silent.

[She sits down heavily on her chair in the meeting room, then cradles her head. She is tired and is not in the mood for this meeting.]

[zibah-ho]

the good place is great and all but sometimes I’ll remember the ideas of heaven and hell I was raised on are very different and it makes me so angry in a way that’s not entirely atheist of me but not completely believer’s anger

[echidnana]

we've literally never eaten sushi before but we're craving it

[pauputoot]

Is the music in Scala..... supposed to sound like a reversed Lazy Afternoons? Like, minor key where it’s major, major key where it’s minor, ascending where it’s descending, etc?

[beezabub]

hey i changed our name on here from bloop-is-me to what it is now

[triptychexe]

TRIPLEX is the second subunit to come from Triptych’s second generation, making them the fifth subunit to join Triptych’s lineup. Made up of their youngest members to date (with members born in 2000), TRIPLEX adds a cute and juvenile twist to Triptych’s usual edgy concept. Known for their catchy dances, TRIPLEX easily stands out in the large line up the group has to offer.

► MEMBERS:  ↳ Kit - Vocalist, dancer ↳ Sun - Vocalist, dancer ↳ One - Leader, rapper, maknae

► DEBUT DATE: march 18th 2018

► DEBUT SONG: Oh!

► DISCOGRAPHY:

Debut Mini Album: The Heart [2018]

[following-in-gods-pawsteps]

05-onesy. whatre your coworkers like?? hm???

One:

Most of them are either dickheads or I'm neutral about them. 3, 6 and 12 are alright though.

[casperthefriendlysystem]

I dont know that I’ve ever realized how much of a positive influence art could be in my life. Maybe this’ll all blow over in a few days when the stress in my life reduces a little. But, for now... I’ve drawn a lot of art in the past three days and I feel really good about it