Annual Purge || tøp

Annual Purge || tøp

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Joshua Dun and Tyler Joseph. Two criminals who went missing after being released from jail, before, they have been captured for the murder of one man. _ But by the next year... California - Five people were reported missing and only one was found alive. Ohio - Thirteen of that matter, all was found and none identified. _ But that was only the beginning. Citizens across the States became more and more fearful each day as the number of missing people increased uncontrollably. Many of clues and cryptic messages were left behind at the scenes of the very murders in Ohio, such as "you'll have to come and find me"; Or the strange symbols that left policemen devastated when they saw it in California. And with these two locations being the birthplace and hometown to Josh Dun and Tyler Joseph, they soon became top suspects. But are they really the men behind this? Could they, ones who identified themselves as 'twenty one pilots', be celebrating their annual purge?
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It's like breathing in as much air as you possibly can, and not wanting to exhale it all. Holding it in, how can a heavy soul be in that much control over itself? Tyler Joseph thought about that a lot, especially in his writing. How can he be in control of a soul so dirty? So broken. So heartless. All he wanted was to be known but by who? Joshua Dun thought the same in a sense. He found safety in something he didn't have in his loving household: his drums. He'd go to the local record store, check out the music, and play their drums until he was kicked out. Only to be left alone with no outlet for the rest of his day. He wanted to be known too, but by who? *Possible heavy stuff: Read with care* Stay Alive |-/ (Cover is done by the wonderful @domismymuse! ^-^)

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