how's it going y'all?
not much to report atm. my library got pearler beads & i've been making minecraft things >:) so far ive made an enderpearl & a watcher themed vers !!
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Pearl's body was lying infront of Scar, her purple hoodie singed, the smell of burning flesh trailing the smoke drawn upwards from her lifeless form.
He'd won.
The world was... dark. A small, mummering hum sounded in his ears, like the gentle ripple of a stream...
Yet wrong. D̸̨̞̟̫͐̌̀͋̚͜į̶͎̪̺̪̌̂̄͘͘s̶̜̲̫̻̦͗̐͊̾̉t̶̨̜͓̣͍͑̎̎͋̓o̴̡̠̼̬͙͒̓̀̍̍r̴̡̖̲͔̋̏̾̃̚ͅt̸̨̺̠̟̞́̑̀͋͘e̸̥̥̝̩͍͒̇͐̅̐d̸̝͍̥̺̻̅̊̓̀͝.̴̜̯͈̹̻̈́̂̊̇͂ ̷̺̗͔͕̖̋̓̈́̔̕R̵͎̲̻͔͚̈́͌̐͆̎U̶̮̦̣̹̟͛́̈́̆́I̸̜̜̪̗͆̐̉̄̚ͅN̸̥̞̦̺̞̑̊͛͐͠Ȅ̷̢̙̦̮̉̌͑͜͝D̷͖͓̳͙̺̂̋̓͆͛.
The bubbly, soft nature replaced by what felt like shards of glass ripping through his mind slowly, letting every second of the strange, quiet sensation destroy him.
The world is growing darker; film like static coating his view. The outside world is rapidly fading from his view, until he's forced to pry watery green eyes away from Pearl's glitching, ruined body and towards..
ḯ̷̧͇̖͕̬̈̀̃͠ẗ̴̴̢̖̥̻͇̪͙̫͇͇͒̊̈́̓̔͂͂͘͝
..
The Secret Keeper.
It beckons him forward, no longer fixed in stone but appearing so. The buttons are gone, wings are emerging from it's mossy back..
Scar steps forward, drawn to the only thing he can fully see in a world of darkness; a strange, sticky substance that drags him down, down, *down* with each step he takes.
The quiet, ruined murmuring has shifted to a melody.
It's gentle, but it fills him with a horrid sense of dread that weighs him down, deeper in the slime consuming his legs.
"hush now, hide all you little ones..."
The liquid sinks teeth into his legs, drawing a pained cry that doesn't sound within the black void. Tears drift down his eyes, he feels, but in a detached manner- as though something was stopping him from fully living in his body.
A layer of foil between the brain & the flesh.
"rush now.. into the middle of nowhere."
As Scar keeps stepping forward, glass windows are built infront of him. The void is becoming a grey, stone hall, leading to *darkness*/
"singing & laughter will ḑ̶̛͉̬̪̥̌͌̄̿i̶̡͔̗͇̭̎̈́̋̓͝e̵̯̳̻̼̦̊͗̂̇̉ ̵̡͉̥̞͙͋̏̔͗͘"
Scar touches one of the large windows consuming a section of the wall. At his hand, swirls of magic bloom, coloring the glass to form a scene.
Monopoly Mountain.
Dread pools in his stomach.
He finds himself stepping away.
"dreamless sleep follows the Nowhere king..."
Another window, another hesitant touch, and purple magic that washes over it. Grian, his wings outstretched and the painful void black, rising over Scar's body.
(He knows this, doesn't he?)
There's a crown on his head.
Grian is glowing, a sickening purple color that increases the dread pooling in Scar's stomach.
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SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨
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