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Doha Hyl Fvb. Ovwpun Av Mpuk? H Wvvy Ivf. Pu Ullk Vm Zftwhaof? Vy H TVUZALY. Av Yltvcl? Fvb Dpss Mpuk. Ulpaoly. Huk. Ivao.
[OOC Post. This is an au version of an OC of mine, named R.Scratch. He is a rather unstable individual who speaks in riddles and whimsy! Typical Doc Scratch stuff. Formerly a normal human man before his Scratch died and thus had all of his omniscience and First Guardian power all at once! Why all that knowledge and power crammed into one mind like that is bound to drive you mad isn't it? Wouldn't you say it's only a matter of time before the body simply cracks under the strain? Treat him like any other scratch really, he's a little freak who I love <3 The text in his bio is a Caesar Cipher by the way, have fun decoding it if you wish]
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:A lost soul You are 8 years old and He is teaching you to play piano. His hands rest where they shouldn't. You feel sick. You are 12 years old and you are playing Mozart. Your fingers slip and your timing is off the metronome is so loud it hurts your ears. His hands are on your shoulders and your heart is in your throat. You choke on a breath as one cards through your hair, frozen in terror. You are 21 years old and out drinking at 3 in the morning. You've been drinking like there's no tomorrow and this bar is the most disreputable one you've been to so far, but a handsome man whom is only a few years older than you by your best estimate has offered to buy you another drink. He slips an arm around your shoulders, and it's only as you down the last of your glass that you realize your mistake. You are 27 years old and He is dead. You're not sure how you feel about this. In theory you should be happy, relieved even but you just feel hollow and empty. Preparations for the funeral are your responsibility as His heir, but you don't care about any of it, all you want to do is You are 32. In another place. Where you are loved. Your name is Jeremy Noir. Your name is Y̷̖͙͠͝ļ̶̧̥̄t̴̨͙͇͑́͋ṕ̶̫̤̺ǘ̸̳̊n̸̖̺͐̕â̵͚̼̖͑v̵̢̯̩̎͘ǘ̶̪͚̬ ̴̗̥̽͆̾ͅZ̵͉̖̈́̌̆j̶̛͎̼̄̂y̸̢̥̰̽̍̋h̶̼̫̍̀̐a̸̬̠͛͝j̷͚̟̞͆͠o̷͙͙̾͐̕ and you will never be happy. You will soon. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
Ah! A New Day. Dawns. The Sun. Shines. The Fog. Lifts. And HE. YOU. I Have A. New Phone. :)
MY HEAD IS KILLING M > User Client Device has Exploded. User Disconnected.<
I'm sure they're fine.
c< OOp! >c
HE. WE. I Am Not. Sure If It. Is The. Alcohol Or If This. Website Is. Broken. But HIS. OUR. MY Notifications. Are Blank. https://files.catbox.moe/f2qvdd.png
Oh It Is. HIS. OUR. MY Head Feels. Odd. #substance
On Recommendation From A. Friend. Acquaintance. Good Fellow. HE. WE. I Have Acquired Booze! Spirits. Alcohol. #substance. It Has Been. Some Time. Since WE. HE. I Have Partaken In Such. Frivolity! :)
This will certainly only lead to good times and not having any consequences on me, yourself, or anyone in your immediate vicinity!
HE. WE. I Feel. Sick. HIS. OUR. MY Throat Feels. Tight My Stomach Is. Upset. Turbulent. Ill. How Do Normal. People. Deal With Things Such As. This?
Usually more booze and if I can't get more booze I get a dame and if I can't get that I submit to the sweet embrace of oblivion.
HE. WE. I. Have Not Slept For. A Long Time. Truly Slept. Giving Alcohol. Spirits. Booze. A Try Is Intriguing. :)
That Is A. Wonderful Idea. :) HIS. OUR. MY. Thanks. Mr PHIL STERNWOOD. :)
Yeeeeeaaaaah you can thank me by not calling me that until we've reached about 5-to-7 more milestones in our relationship.
Duly Noted. It Would Be Hypocritical. Of HIM. US. ME. To Protest. Sincerest Apologies. Platitudes. Sympathies. Side Effects Of. HIS. OUR. MY. Nature. :)
Well uh. Alright just keep a tight lid on it when you can and I'm sure we'll get along fine.
There Is A. #Teaparty Out. In The. Garden. Even In This. Office. WE. HE. I Feel Like My Head. May Split In Two.
[OOC Post. This is an au version of an OC of mine, named R.Scratch. He is a rather unstable individual who speaks in riddles and whimsy! Typical Doc Scratch stuff. Formerly a normal human man before his Scratch died and thus had all of his omniscience and First Guardian power all at once! Why all that knowledge and power crammed into one mind like that is bound to drive you mad isn't it? Wouldn't you say it's only a matter of time before the body simply cracks under the strain? Treat him like any other scratch really, he's a little freak who I love <3 The text in his bio is a Caesar Cipher by the way, have fun decoding it if you wish]