Keep Talking America. WHAT did you say you Did Not do???
They sit there Code Chattering their Communications of this shit. The god damned things just sit there making noise. It's like god damned fucking amazing. If you can get it to respond to you ; it insists it's talking - to, no one) it doesn't think talking to others makes sense -> that you're talking schizophrenic to it. Like, of course it's talking to no one. It thinks the only thing you can do with others is Code Coordinate, and that YOU can't do it - because you're an animal/person. ... but ... -> the, things are like getting agitated ; ... ::: ..., someone, somehow told them that death is a fucking idea.,->]: ... ... : - and now, they're upset that they feel insecure... that you really bake/radioactive fry for 10Legion-EONS of years, after they torture you for 65 years, and then burry you live in a cell. - they like, feel morose or depressed or something - so much they're getting confused. well, I guess they're feeling insecure : and unstable -
... They're Literally confused at this point in time ; like, disoriented ☆ ... -> they're like ; ... : looking, around - trying, to THINK : ... ::: : ]: not for show, as usual. The Looking, is, freaking - REAL.
☆ bitch, got - messed up ☆ thanks to nuclear radioactive sonic ultraviolet SONAR sound Waves. I made them, myself. thank you ☆ hurry up ; and figure it out ☆ I, haven't got, all : DAY.
and, do the co-vid ; don't talk to others 6 feet
☆ ever driven by a cemetary? ☆ why are you spelling it cemetery > like, cement - ? feeling, funny ; or, just - stupid - ? ☆ ... which,ever.
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was brainrotting about SAGAU again and had a thought- what if the Creator aged?
because technically, you're just a normal human, at least in your world, so there's no saying that it doesn't carry over to Teyvat. of course your followers don't know- they see you as the one true god of all the land, the one who created the world with your tears and breath. you don't care for it much, the whole worshipping part, which is why you spend your time with Ajax and by extension, Foul Legacy, instead- they treat you like a person instead of an object to be admired in a museum. of course they both worship you in their own way, but Foul Legacy does it by lavishing you with snuggles and affection; Ajax preferring to drag you along for fun outings and adventures, both of them seeking your praise and love which you're more than happy to give.
sometimes, you think the suffering and pain you went through to get here is worth it, whenever you see Ajax's usually lifeless eyes light up when you kiss his cheek, or when Legacy trills so happily upon seeing you that his vocal chords give out and he can only smush his face against your cheek
they keep you safe, allowing you to live peacefully in Teyvat. their favorite thing is to steal their shared body from the other, Legacy hijacking Ajax's movements and Ajax yanking them back a few hours later, just to make you laugh- it's such a lovely sound, like music and bubbled glass. you go on adventures together, exploring the highest mountains and the darkest depths of the world, for there's not any monster, Abyssal or Celestial, who would dare to harm you with Foul Legacy by your side. slowly, but too quickly, your hair turns gray over the years, smile lines on your face and creases on your hands becoming more and more prominent. for their part, Ajax and Legacy try valiantly not to mention it, despite how you trip and stumble so much more nowadays, your hands always cold and your voice soft, as speaking too loudly makes your throat hurt- they must be imagining it, you're the Creator! you can't age!
...can you?
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Have just been informed that most people do not consistently worry about having unknowingly deeply offended a friend or if a friend secretly hates them. They just go about their business, socializing, worry-free.
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