𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

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Deverified

A user of unestablished repute

transgender

love yourself

Lavender Menace

A moniker of adorable eldritch evil.

@discardedPasts[DP]

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @thenextdoctor -=> Enter Soulscape inside The Soul Of An Abomination There Is A Vast, Black Spiral. Towering Over An Abyss Of White. It Is A Spiral Alone, Not A Complete Circle. But Black Light Shines From The Depths Into The Crevices, Giving The Illusion Of Completeness. Of Fullness. the Lord Stands In The Center. In His Truest Shape, Smaller And Less Intimidating. Still Furious As He Listens To The Poking And Prodding Of Two Other Souls. Roaring And Screaming At Them To Obey, Anger Mounting As He Tries And Fails To Mantle Them As He Once Did Before. Unable To Take From Them What Makes Him Lord English. standing By Him Is A Clown. He Smiles, Honks, And Watches. Looking Only Half There. But He Is On His Lord’s Side, Still. Mostly. Perhaps Just Enough. the Machine Mind And The Blue Blood Stand Together. They Are Transparent, Still Weaker Than The Lord. But They Are Growing In Strength, Have Been Ever Since The Untethering Began. The Machine Mind Remains Undaunted. He Corrects, And Taunts, And Irritates. Strategically. the Blue Blood Judges. Presenting And Demanding With Bluntness. Staying Unswayed By The Ferocity Of A Lord Of Time Trying To Scream Him Down Into Submission- But He Has The Other One With Him, To Keep Him On Track. the Two Sides Sit. Stalemated. One Side Is Growing In Power, But The Other Still Dominates. all Four Fail To See The Wisps Trailing Off Their Souls. Specific, Minute Pieces Of Them. Pieces That Once Mixed Together To Build A Mind Most Excellent. And Now They Flow Deeper Into The Mindscape. they Fail To See The Needle That Stitches These Flowing Threads Into A Man In White With An Orb For A Head. finalizes Stitching, In Fact. Now A Doctor Stands Tall And Whole. rather. You Do. “curious. i Really Never Did Expect To Be Again. Or…no, Not Me. It Was The Old Me Lacked Expectation. And That Me Is No Longer Me. I’m A New Man, A Regenerated One. Which Means… …well I Confess To Not Being Sure Yet. Still, If A Doctor I Be, Then Perhaps It’s Time For Some Exploratory Surgery?” and Deeper Into The Mind You Go. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 Stalking. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀