Tales of the End

Tales of the End

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación lun, may 22, 2023
this is a fan-made dream smp story none of this is canon I was just bored with an idea about what maybe ranboo's origin story could be and what his family is like and maybe why dream doesn't allow people to go to the end
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Tommy had just recently moved homes. The one he left was one full of memories. Not good ones, but not necessarily bad ones, either. He didn't have much to live for at his old home, so he moved in hope of starting over and meeting new people. He had no more family, and his school friends had long moved on from him. In fact, the only number in his contacts was his mum's who was long passed away. Tommy was young (sixteen, to be exact) and he often forgot things. Usually just as simple as forgetting to do the laundry, or forgetting to reply to a notification on his phone that he received three seconds prior. Simple things that didn't matter. This time, though, he forgot to charge his phone before leaving his new, barely furnished apartment. He didn't think much of it. If it died, it died. No biggie, right? He figured he'd be alright for an hour or so without his phone. That is, until he got lost in the large, unfamiliar town that he definitely didn't even slightly know the layout of. He didn't know where he was or how to get back to his apartment, especially without a GPS. And then, when it definitely couldn't get worse, it began to rain. Tommy was soaked. He was cold, hungry. He cut into an alley and sat down against a brick wall, curled up on himself. He sat there for a while, and then heard footsteps. It was three men. The older one crouched down in front of him. "You look awful...Come with us, mate." But Tommy didn't want to. These people felt...off. ~~~ TW// Cussing Kidnapping Injuries Manipulation Stockholm syndrome Drugging someone etc... ~~~ Started: May 10, 2023 Finished: August 5, 2023 (This took way too long 😭)

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