Borrowed Life || Shared Life AU
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Contenu pour adultesTerminé sam., sept. 11, 202142m
He was dozing off, headache easing away with the soft crackle of fire and relaxed pose, when a sudden thud bounced him from sleep. Techno wanted nothing more than to sink back into his chair and let the events of the day melt away into sleep, but the thud was concerning and he was aware of him being the only one able to investigate.
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With a tentative hand, he brushed the soiled blankets from their face and felt the blood drain from his face at the dull blue that stared back. The boy, though recognizable now, paled in comparison to the usually sparky blond; his skin pulled awkwardly against flesh and scarred far beyond suitable for someone so young.
"Tommy?"
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AKA : Technoblade finds a starved, half-dead raccoon child under his basement and does what any good civilian would do; Revive it.
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"Twelve and a half years now," Tommy said to himself. He looked at the silhouettes of the others. He could sense that they were all demoralized. No one could revive them now. "You're horrible," Schlatt said. "I'm just counting the days, man!" Tommy said. "What else am I supposed to do? Socialize with you maniacs?" Dream laughed, accidentally breaking character. "Yes. Yes, that is what is expected." "Shut up, Dream!" Tommy shouted, forcing Dream to become the hopeless murderer again. "You're in no place to talk! You caused this!" "You killed us!" Dream countered. "I-" A horrid pain spread from the centre of his torso. It was painful, but also really, really cold. Then it all went black. Well, as black as vision could be when stuck in darkness. ________________ Here is your sequel, everyone. I hope you enjoy the second Tale of Revenge, told from the not at all insane TOR!Tommy's point of view. Enjoy.Terminé
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