@itsLilithHoney
Buildings are tall, and the grass is green.
That is a building, and this is grass. Why so?
When was the last time that a leaf wasn’t a leaf,
But just there.
Quiet down. Hold. Just be with what you call a leaf,
Don’t call it anything, don’t even call it an ‘it’
Be there. Just, be.
Hello old friend ♡
“Hello there. You’re quite new here, aren’t you?”
“ you must be REALLY bored to have come here . ”
@mafiogeist She held the bridge of her nose and closed her eyes, hoping that'd make her ears sharper. Nothing. Was this just another voice in her head, and would she have to give this voice a name? When she was sure she couldn't locate the voice, she opened her eyes, and sat down, legs criss crossed. "I need a place to stay, where I can plan my revenge against the government." She looked at the chandelier, imagining a face that she thought would match the voice. "I'm talking to myself again, so I'd obviously know that. You're me. Say hello to my other 15 personalities."
@itsLilithHoney / since beniamino cannot leave the mansion , yes . he loves messing with people who wander deliberately or on accident into his former home <33 that managed to get a small laugh out from beniamino , wasn’t every day someone wandered in just because they were ‘very bored’ . if anything most who wandered in just so happened to be those wanting to film for so - called ‘content’ or ghost hunters . “ not every day someone gets that bored . ” his voice echoed despite not bouncing off anything , an almost transparent form appeared— its silhouette pale . “ tell me , do you know of this place’s history ? i was VERY well known in my time , at least until.. never mind . ignore that last part . ”
(Say she wandered into the mansion?)
@mafiogeist
She didn’t like that she was followed, but she couldn’t place the voice to any face around her. She spun around, looking for the voice. “Very bored!” She yelled in response, hoping the voice would say something more so she could locate him.
(CB or drop something!)
We're all just one "Boltzmann brain" and everybody is terrible and wonderful at the same time. Everybody doesn't exist, and nobody know who the everybody is, because nobody was never there.
My admin is busy dealing with dumb work because she has yet to find meaning in life. That means slow responses — don’t care if you can forgive that or not.
/ Take it easy and don’t stress yourself too hard. Remember to take care of yourself and get plenty of rest! :) Take your time!
@jordonisms "Jordan? I can see you now, please come in," she smiled warmly at the waiting room. She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose - fake glasses, but they add to the vibe. She had set the room with fluffed up pillows and a eucalyptus essential oil, totally channeling the therapist feel.
"So what is it you want lilth?' She asked." How about we make a deal ? I let you come with me. And I say I saw you go to the other direction of the city?" She whispered gently to her ear as she then pressed a kiss to her lips as a cop was watching them from afar
(I need to make infj friends so i can get some inspiration for an infj Lilith)
"Move closer." She was going to help her as she saw the cop walking towards them and Lana pretending Lilith was her fiance." Dear you know it's our anniversary. " She blushed holding the others hand she whispered. " I know you know my father."
@whitewiidws she spoke back in Russian her eyes flashing with Russian the recognition she knew she spoke it tooЯ знаю, ты убьешь моего отца, продолжай. YA znayu, ty( I know you will kill my father go ahead. " She spat in Russian
@whitewiidws Impressive. This person could blush on command, Lilith wondered what else she could do. A brilliant actor on her side is always good. Lilith's hands were cold, like she held onto cold metal the whole day. She smiled back, sort of felt the foreignness in Lana's face, and decided to see is Lana knew Russian. Gut instinct. "Я убью твоего отца," she smiled brightly, maintaining the romance. She wouldn't actually do it, she just wanted to see Lana's reaction. ('I will k!ll your father.')