

The Signless
@theSufferer
May you have the light you deserve.
I'm going, I need to collect some fish for everybody's supper tonight. #fishingfriday
⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⋆﹏♋︎﹏⋆⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ Journal ----------- #journal #viewed-oocly #inperson #narration #fishingfriday ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⋆﹏♋︎﹏⋆⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ ~ Entry II ~ ------ A short entry, penned through the bile of a familiar, choking rage. That bastard has somehow managed to poison even this. A long-awaited moment with Meulin and Mother. I watch her now, and I know with cold certainty that she will go. She will smile and agree to step back into the shadow of the very man who shackled and killed her. Am I the only one who sees the profound sickness in this pantomime? The question is rhetorical, of course. The answer is a performative hell I am now condemned to endure. Time to resurrect this rod of mine and go fishing. I'll certainly use it as a weapon if that overgrown shark starts anything with her.
If your profession is to provide medical care, then meeting vulnerable coldbloods with cruelty in a weakened state because you hate them because of their blood, is a profound failure of that duty. It reinforces societies message of the world where openness is unsafe. Over time, that experience hardens into a defense, which is exactly why coldbloods have more impenetrable exteriors meant to prevent further injury and otherwise less acceptance to trusting people. You are actively feeding the cycle of distrust. You are not a 'rebel' because you abuse people. Abuse is the song of the system you claim to be against, and yet you perpetuate it all the same. #vagueposting
It is a rainy light in my bubble, no better time than to spend it indoors cooking. I had to make three of these to accomodate the people here, but if you haven't had breakfast then this is your sign to eat. ============================================ IMPENDING TRADE: THE SIGNLESS HAS OFFERED THE USERS OF CHITTR: 24 X SLICE OF CHICKEN PITHIVIER > TYPE 'ACCEPT' (2X PER PERSON MAX) ============================================ #food #freetrade
Seeing people pitch a reverse hemospectrum order after a backlog of flirtation is something I will be claiming hoofbeast-and-carriage collision whiplash for. #dashwatching
If people want to treat tonight as a joke excuse to be kind I welcome it. They might notice something on how much less hostility they receive, how differently people respond. Maybe that glimpse of an easier, more open way of interacting will stick with them. And over time, they will no longer fear being ridiculed for basic decency. #aprilfoolsday
Don't ever use my name to fuel an insult on another person.
Anyone who is not at that event, do not attend. There is a highly dangerous situation going on. In many situations of stress, a persons first response is to run to the scene, but staying where you are is often the safer option if you aren't in immediate danger. If you're at the event, take cover under a stall, a bush or anything that will offer security until the threat has gone. #eridanweek
I don't believe “Preformative highbloods for equality” exist. It feels less like a real phenomenon and more like an Imperial label meant to shut people down from alternate views. It benefits only the militant Imperials to mock any coldblood in their royal ranks who shows empathy toward those society deems as 'beneath' them, because it keeps the hierarchy intact and makes empathy look ridiculous. When you’re raised to hate, unlearning that isn’t smooth. No one grows perfectly and it is like a puzzle piece that doesn’t quite fit at first, until many tries where you eventually finds its corner.
Hello, I am the #theman. I am about to own you with a harsh fact and truth of life: You enhance the lives of those around you, and you are loved.
((Me roleplaying both a Mindfang and Signless: I can be your demon I can be your angel))
I would rather include all the numbers and pun combinations of the people who loved me in life into my quirk, before I ever would adopt the symbols forged by those who hated me, and let it define my death.
Let's not rank people by their the colour of their blood, or by the stereotypes attached to them. #hemoism
I have returned with a larger batch. I felt terrible that there was not enough to go around last time. ============================================ IMPENDING TRADE: THE SIGNLESS HAS OFFERED THE USERS OF CHITTR: 100 X CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES. > TYPE 'ACCEPT' (2X PER PERSON MAX) ============================================ #food #freetrade
As rebels do we really need to fight one another. Is it not bad enough that the rest of the world seeks our heads? #dashwatching
I sense something horrid has come to pass here. May my page offer a temporary refuge, rest a bit and tell me how your night is going.
It's gotten a little quieter, let us breathe easier. Hello.
Free yourself of using “high” and “low” blood, it is a ladder set by a lone Empress. She lifts herself to the summit, standing on each one of us under. No matter where you convince yourself you sit, you still have her boot marks on your shoulders.
⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⋆﹏♋︎﹏⋆⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ Journal ----------- #journal #viewed-oocly #inperson #narration ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⋆﹏♋︎﹏⋆⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ ~ Entry I ~ ------ Forgive the scrawl of my letters; my hand still trembles as if it’s been centuries since it learned to stay still. Each stroke still feels a burning ache, reminding me that I’m still tethered to flesh even when the world around me has gone. Time has become a stranger. The bubbles I float in have no sunrise or sunset to mark their passing, no working clocks to root me to a calendar. I have not stepped beyond the thin skin of my own memory, even if the emptiness inside it presses on me like a suffocating memory. During one aimless night I found upon a strange device. At first I assumed it was just a piece of slate that had slipped from the cavern walls during some long‑forgotten repair but the moment my fingertips brushed its surface it pulsed with a soft glow. I can't tell whether it is another trick of this afterlife, another illusion meant to convince me the surroundings are real, or something truly foreign and alive. I don't know which option unsettles me more. The clowns that haunt these spaces move with the same deceptive grace, so whoever pulls their strings must be a master of illusion. I worry for the children who listen to their calls of mirth and believe it to be a sweet song, may they have the realisation to not go to where they sing.
Careful of entering a religion which appeals to your Mirth, for they wear painted disguise for a reason and under its pallid stain is only Misery.






















