*APRIL 20 — MAY 20.
personification of the zodiac sign taurus. might be supernatural. definitely not mortal. highkey a writer oc. dale george venusson.
penned by ocean.
The loops restarted, but Five isn't where he usually starts. Instead he's in his childhood home, wandering around until he spots @orphicben.
“ – woah,”
@FearfullyNumb — he was seated in a wheelchair.
“ – w, where?”
He doesn't know, but to be honest he doesn't care either. He'll just let this happen, he can't protest. Couldn't if he wanted to.
@FearfullyNumb It wouldn't be too bad, really.
This was day two, he'd be fine for another day. Maybe two, until the dissection would happen. That's always the worst part.
But he doesn't have time to think about it, because suddenly there were sunglasses on his face and he then —
@asavagebrat — couldn't be the case.
“ – Five?” He called out as he sat up on the bed, blinking a few times before the realization set in. He had been left behind, abandoned, and it resulted in a panic setting up camp in his bones that got worse and worse as he put his shoes on and —
@JiltedVigilante — rather. And he expected /him/ to clean that up?
“I'm not your slave,
clean it yourself.”
And right back to writing with the glue he went. Was that smart? Probably not. Was he having fun? Definitely. Sort of.
@JiltedVigilante He was busy, trying to collect his mind by writing down numbers and letters in a seemingly random order – it went pretty well, until /that/ happened.
He looked up at Diego’s comment, about to reply with something snarky as the bucket fell over. Or got kicked over, —
@ImmortaIPrick More or less, yes.
Unless he's incapable of being that.
“Well, do you have a better plan, huh?”
Angrily huffs.
911? This hurts and he doesn't like it.
@FearfullyNumb — fear and a lot of confusion, that's for sure.
Go. Go where?
He can't remember where they came from. A home, maybe, that would make sense.
After a few seconds his arm slowly moved, hand meeting Klaus’s hand and grabbing it as he got onto his feet.
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