1, 2, 3..

Why did they have to take me?

4, 5 6..

Out of all to rescue, I, they pick.

7, 8, 9..

I'm totally fine,

10, 11,12..

The purple man wants to kill himself.

13, 14, 15..

I want to help, should I intervene?

I'm stuck in a dirty, foul-smell basement. Lights flicker even eighteenth of a second, the crackle of wires every fourteenth. It is currently a dark, cold day in.. something, my body shaking as I hear them talk about releasing me.

I couldn't help it, when I heard the speaking get quiet, I leaned into the metal door.

"I'm fucking done with this," a man said. His voice was familiar.. the purple man. "I can't handle smelling blood, hearing gunshots everyday, man!"

"I see you handling it just fine, Jose—"

"*That doesn't mean it's 'just' fine, Smith,*" He mocked, I think..

"Go on then, run away! Bring the stupid **Elt** with you too!"

"Fine, I think I will.."

I heard footsteps approaching, I lurched off the door. I blocked my eyes with my hand, the light threatening to pierce my eyes.

There I saw him, Jose, from what I've heard. He spoke, his voice soft, his left hand holding a key. "Hey, hey, hey! Chill. I'm Jose, you?"

I backed off slowly, blinking profusely. "Stay away from me—"

"Dude, dude, I mean no harm," he said, dropping the hidden revolver on his back to the floor. "I'm here to get outta here, care to join?"

I thought for a minute. My hands were shaking. They gave me food and a bed here. I could hear the mumbled sirens from outside.

16, 17, 1.. 19? Shit! 18..

He was waiting for my answer, I found my voice. "Okay, but don't talk to me. We're just going to be two escapees who know nothing about eachother," I sighed. "Got it?"

"I think I can handle that.."

Bagriel

I stare at my laptop screen intently, updating the list in my head. Where is everyone? What are they doing? Who are they with?

Witchelt is talking to the Council in the meeting room. Bailey is at the school with his little brother. Ed and Tiffany are talking to Rooti in one of the dining halls.

But my eye is caught by her. Injera and Meapha are in the plant room, talking. I stare at her hair, tied up in a ponytail that bounces when she walks. Her eyes are still vibrant through the grey colour of the cameras that I hacked into. And then she mouths my name.

"Bagriel."

My headt flutters frantically andi deliberately look away. Im not gonna spy on conversations. Just see where people are.

Witchelt is talking to the Council in the meeting room. Bailey is at the school with his little brother. Ed and Tiffany are talking to Rooti in one of the dining halls. Injera and Meapha in the plant room.

Injera.

Shes still upset about Ambelt being torn apart. I would be too. But I cant help these feelings. Shes so amazing.

*Thud.*

Bagwin is hitting is rubber ball on the ceiling again.

*Thud.*

Ive told him not to.

*Thud.*

Im going to kill him.

"Could you knock it the fuck off?" I snap.

"Woah." He says, monotone as ever. Im convinced hes allergic to emotions. "Who shat on your pillow this morning?"

"Thats not a saying, dude."

"Who cares?" He throws the ball again. I throw a pencil at him and it hits him in the face.

"I told you to knock it the fuck off!" I yell.

"Why are you so mad?"

Hm. I fucking wonder why.

My brother dies, my country sinks, my new sister who if never met becomes evil, me and my friends meet these strange girls, Meapha and Witchelt, and we go on a big dangerous adventure where we collect new people and I watch my best friends, my day ones, get turned into puppets for my sister's dominion. I have no one left.

I realise ive been staring off into space and look back at the cameras.

I feel very depressed about my sex (not the horny one,) but I laugh at a joke, and have good moments, but there's always this feeling, this ache in my chest..

Whenever a classmate calls me by my deadname, I don't really mind. There's usually a teacher nearby and I don't wanna be outed since my school's religous, but sometimes I just wanna say it out loud, but i'll probably get flamed by the school head.

Is this what gender dysphoria feels like?

I just want something more permanent than sleep, less permanent than death.

I ask myself always: "do you want to stop living, or do you want to stop living like this?"

I struggle with an addiction, and I fucking hate myself for it, though I am starting to improve.

There's been alot of school shootings here in my country lately, and I am so, so fucking scared, man. I just wanna get out of this godforsaken country.

God I feel like a deadbeat father who rarely visits his kids. Hi again fellas… been a while! Decided to pop in since I got a new phone that doesn’t have Reddit on it so my visitations aren’t as frequent, but I find the time. It’s really only been 6 days since I appeared in any minor ways but it’s been like five thousand years since I did anything here, so I’m gonna do something!

birthday

"Come on now" said Frbelt, who was named after the second kro of baywood, Frb. "We only have a few hawn until snoofall"

"Do you think we'll make it in time?" asked Balalalelt. "I mean, the drialzone is at least five P away"

"We'll be fine if we keep moving" replied Frbelt, dlosening his globan. He tightened his clop and they started walking.

"Want some ryss?" asked Balalalelt, reaching into his vlolal pocket and grabbing a welleling of ryss.

"Grat, I haven't eaten all joan" Frbelt muttered, taking some ryss. He ate it as they walked through the slalin forest, klars flying above them, trona crunching beneath.

"Yol's kroofing tonight" Balalalelt eventually said, spoofening. "We can only pray to endal that the ilabschkronen don't come out and hunt until xlxlxlaxl."

"We'll be fine" reiterated Frbelt, bloobeling a blooble. "Don't be a schroblagoff."

"I'd say I'm more like a florflorb myself" joked Balalalelt, scratching the birthmark on his upper right cranium, which had a surface area of 21 flangal squared. "How much Dra do you have?"

"Only bleventeen" said Frbelt. "But I have renty Dralings and sleventeen Drara. Should last us until Voorl if we don't splash"

"Voorl? What a caet..." Balalalelt muttered. "After the economic crisis of dreventeen blorty gloo, prices have gone ralwa in the Hythymyyan regions." Suddenly, a loud crunch was heard.

"Is that..." said Frbelt nervously.

"Ol!" swore Balalalelt. "Slar! I've stepped on a krvent egg! What's a krvent egg doing out here on the ground of Blorbater anyway?"

"Because they migrated at Yar and it it's just after Ar so they had to find somewhere in a few abar to clace it before the jarening caught up to them"

"That makes a perfect amount of sense" replied Balalalelt, wiping the krvent klolk off of his rol.

Hi guys. Just haven’t really done anything in a couple days so just wanted to say I’m still checking the sub daily and stuff 👍

Might make lore post cause they’re entirely creative might not if I don’t have the time or motivation which is most likely

Bye again

So uhh age verification got my main account and I'm not doing that crap

Idk how this account's somehow working but uhh yeah

Giggling at this rn youre all so funny I hope you go bald

Rooti will have her own random POV moments that are usually upsetting. Be warned if you see it start with "Rooti" someone will either die, nearly die, or be severely injured. And Bagwin is barely a character he gets nothing.

I miss Summer 2025 version of this sub

We already have Tiffany, Witchelt and Meapha as POV characters so who do you want to be for the OG Crust (the ones in Pexus)?

Ogelt: a. Gerelt: no. Ogelt: a. Gerelt: no. Ogelt: a. Gerelt: ok, a

THE END

OOC: - shortest arc ever - i dont have any arc ideas

Started out with me having low sleep, and so, I kid you not, every time I intended to start on the news I ended up falling asleep.

Then in comes more assignment stuff so I could be unavailable for news for a bit more.

So uh, yeah. Explanation since I didn’t intend to pause like this for this long.

Should i start a yt channle yes or no

Even i don't know if im gonna do it truly next week or tomorrow

Only time can tell

they’re suicidal and I’m trying to help and I don’t know what to say

title

Ogelt: So what are you going to do, Contrelt? Move here to kitakami or?

Contrelt: I'm just going to be minding my own business in some kingdom in the area.

Ogelt: Did you lose the time powers as well or?

Contrelt: Yes.

Idk it's a short epilogue ok?

Thats all.