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shadows.

Tim felt her move closer, and he honestly, really did like that she was concerned and trying to make him feel better. But at the same time, feeling someone so close to him made him immediately uncomfortable. He wished it didnt feel that way. He really wished that wouldn't happen. He wanted to be able to act like a normal person sometimes. He wanted to be able to talk like everyone else.

He really wanted to be in control.

However, he didnt want her to know that he was getting uncomfortable. So he stood up, clasping his hands as he did.

"Yes! Lets do it. Lets do that, let's clean!"

shadows.

Tim sighed a little. He didnt want to face the day, he wanted to stay in his little spot and mope around until the sun went down and he fell asleep. And he didnt want to be alone. And he didnt want a lot of things. But above all, he really didnt want Sophia to leave him alone again. He really, desperately wanted her to stay and hang around, and he perked up slightly at the mention of her hanging around. He nodded slightly, looking around a little bit.

His apartment was a mess.

And now he felt dumb for that. He was such a clean person, usually. His apartment usually looked so nice, and now he looked like a really essy college student who didnt care about things like basic hygiene and cleanliness.

"Um... my uh, my apartment...looks like shit, right now."

shadows.

Tim exhaled sharply through his nose, sort of like a laugh. He thought about everything that was happening to him. Life was crazy, that was absolutely true. He didn't know if he exactly liked what it was doing to him, but she was right: it was absolutely crazy. It was absolutely, positively nuts, as she put it. He shook his head a bit.

"I, uh... well, you're not wrong." Tim said resting his chin on his knee again.

He was glad that she was his friend too. It honestly did help him get through things, especially recently.

"Yeah, thanks.... um, for being. My friend, too."

shadows.

Tim looked at her as she told the story, not reacting too much, just watching her speak. He wondered why she never told him about it, considering the fact that it happened a few days ago, fairly recently. Why had she chosen to withhold the information from him? He cast his gaze at his feet for a moment as she spoke.

"I didnt know that." He said, his voice flat, but not distant. "Thats bad too, I'm sorry."

Life is Strange [Fauxbot & Reiko]

A roleplay between Reiko and myself about life.

Anne and Wallace are best friends. They're also polar opposites. While Anne is a very hardworking student, who stresses out about most school related things, Wallace is carefree and he lets life happen as it happens. They're both incredibly good students, however. As a matter of fact, they're at the top of their class. However, while Anne studies vigorously for her grades, Wallace is able to score highly on homeworks and tests without even trying. Anne was never really annoyed by this until recently. She's getting sick of the fact that she works her ass off to get good grades while Wallace can get high marks without even opening the book. However, Wallace is getting angry at her, as well, though it is a bit unjustified. She's been exploding socially while he has trouble connecting with others, despite the fact that people are constantly praising him for his talents. As their friendship is strained over the course of their senior year, they begin to wonder why the two of them became friends to begin with. Can they even stay friends anymore?

Life is Strange. [Looking for: F]

I want this RP to be all about relationships.

It begins with two normal people living in a normal city going about their normal lives. One day, the two find each other and they form a bond. They become friends, they begin to hang out. This bond leads them down a path in their lives that they weren't really expecting to end up going down.

But they're okay with that.

This RP can be whatever we want to make it, which is why I think it would be fun. There are so many paths we can take, and I would love to do this with someone! If you'd like to, PM me!

shadows.

Tim made some weird noise. What that indicated neither he nor Sophia knew. He didnt know what he wanted to do about all of this. He was at a loss. How does one even begin to deal with this? He sighed heavily, burying his face into his legs for a moment before speaking. His voice was muffled and strange as it came out through his legs.

"This is fucked." He said.

"I know it is." Sophia replied gently.

"What the fuck..."

"I know."

Tim looked up at Sophia now, noticing her completely for the first time. She was still wearing her jacket. Snow was melting in her hair, which was dripping a bit now onto her coat. She was probably freaking out internally, Tim thought. Actually, there was a 89% chance that the calmness was just a facade. But he didnt mind that. It kinda made him feel better, knowing she was willing to do that.

"There was just... nothing." Tim said, looking at her now, legs still pulled up to his chest. "Like... It wasn't like the last time. I went through, and... there was just darkness. But not normal darkness. I could see my body just fine. But everything else was just... dark. Black. Gone. And there was no exit. And could just... I could hear one thing. Really faintly, in the distance. And it sounded like the ocean. It sounded like small waves breaking against the beach... and... thats how it felt. Before. When I was, y'know, how I was when I wanted to... kill myself. Like I was alone. Empty. Nothing there. And it was so surreal. It was always just a feeling before...internalized. But then it was... an experience. I could see it. And thats how it felt."

Tim wasn't crying. He wasn't upset. He actually felt better for talking. Not completely, but a little bit.

shadows.

"'s open." he called out, his voice barely audible enough to be heard through the door. He sounded weak, distant. He was propped up on the couch, sitting on the floor with his back leaned against the arm, facing the door. His legs were pulled up to his chest, his chin resting on his knee. There was a strange look about his face. He looked...empty. Completely drained. He was pale, and he was still in a cold sweat. He kept flashing back. Back. Back to the portal. Back to the past. Back to the places he thought he had escaped. He fell asleep for about twenty minutes that night, and was quickly woken up by a nightmare. He wasn't able to fall back asleep. He freaked out. He knocked a bunch of things off of the coffee table in his frantic scramble off of the couch, and they littered the floor of his usually clean living room. One of the cushions was off of the couch as well, and so were the throw pillows, which were now scattered about different areas of the room. He was scared, angry, crying when he woke up. He tried to fight off images, things that weren't really there. And then he was back in his apartment. And he was drained. And then Sophia stepped in.

Eldrich Asylum [FauxBot & AllOurPrettySongs]

Daniel recoiled ever so slightly at her touch, but that was mostly due to the fact that he hadn't really had any physical human contact in roughly six months that was anything less than a shove. After the initial shock, he found the sensation strangely soothing. HE relaxed a bit after a few moments, listening to what Yolanda was saying. She had a point. Honestly, by this time, anything was possible. He felt uneasy about it, sure, but maybe its what they needed to do. "You're right." he said, cracking his knuckles now. "I'll see what I can do."

Eldrich Asylum [FauxBot & AllOurPrettySongs]

Daniel shrugged. Was that really something he could do? He didnt really have pull with any of the orderlies. He didnt have pull with any of the other patients either. What he did have was the fact that he could slip by unnoticed. He never said or did anything, so he was never harassed by the guards. That could work. "I... maybe could get access to a set of keys? Possibly. Why the hell do you wanna go down there, anyway?" he said, looking up to Yolanda.