DUSTED TRUST | Outsiders Roleplay C!Faded's perspective

𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒔

FADED

He looked around to see a kind of Ball? He saw someone wave to him so he waved back and walked over. "Fate was starting to think you weren't coming" Stated the person. Fate? Who was this fate person? The girl that he was close to that wasn't his child? Violets mother perhaps? No couldn't be could it?.

He looked up, where ever this was he knew one thing it was seemingly safe peaceful even. He then looked down seeing someone approach him he assumed was straw he was correct

Fate smiled softly at him, "Took you long enough" She spoke softly grabbing his hand and leading him to a table where a few where a hooded figure sat.

"eat up that one's energetic you'll need your energy" Smiled Shadow. "Didn't I tell you to stop paying for things for me?" Questioned Faded, "You did I just didn't listen" he smiled.

Fate giggled and just started messing around with a music disc Faded sighed and started eating the food that he was given.

His smile faded as he woke up, he sighed getting up. "Somethings not right, I slept in the clearing?" He knew he wasn't speaking to himself there were voices? Voices yeah that's what they where what did they even want from him?

He stared down a hallway seeing the figure as he once more tumbled after it. Eventually he tripped over a tripwire, "fuck" he muttered as an arrow tipped into his neck. "Let trust dust" the figure spoke disappearing.

F I L E C O R R U P T E D
S K I P P I N G T O N E X T A V A I L I A B L E
M O M E N T.

"A heart can only beat in silence when the will is strong." He heard someone say to him looking up at the brunette, "Sort of like the rhythm of a song if you don't mind the analogy, a heart beats in a sort of symphony does it not?" The man went on, Faded didn't know why but he felt hypnotised by the man's voice. "The world turns on and it doesn't stop when one part of the esmble fades away does it?" Faded nodded at the man although confused. "The world is the end of a song's chorus and we're all the background singers just waiting for our time to fade into the end ay?."

He sighed as he woke up against a tree, "Why is it every time I go to sleep I end up somewhere else?" He muttered to himself and stretched collecting a few resources to build his house ignoring the rest of the clearing not that he could really see anyone

Faded eventually walked over to the side of the maze gate and placed down a few logs sighing, "well if I'm gonna be trapped here I'm gonna be trapped in my own box." He muttered to himself hardly noticing the butterfly flying next to him, eventually he stood starring at a sort of donut shaped house carving atop the door frame with his scythe: 'Home Sweet Home' with a shrug, watching as the scythes blade threaten to fall off. He sighed starring at it. "I'm gonna need to get that fixed aren't I." He mumbled to himself ducking into his house.

He sighed as he laid down on the floor cuddling the scythe as if it were a plushie and he a child. He couldn't manage to close his eyes and rest no matter how much he wanted to, the scythe may of provided comfort but not enough for rest, Faded sighed getting up and exiting the house walking off aimlessly.

He sees a red figure, not a, that. Him. "What?" He muttered to himself confused as words he couldn't quite understand echoed in his head and the figure disappeared, he gulped a shrug as he continued walking around spotting the campfire and sitting down unaware of the butterfly which had landed on his shoulder.

He sits still unsure of what to do today if anything, seeing a red figure by the wall starring at it watching as it seemingly moved backwards and was gone. He gulped. Whatever that was it couldn't be real could it? Eh what does it matter? It was nothing. "Do people see things when they're tired?" He whispered to himself unsure