-Sandra has taken note of the signs of struggle in the kitchen, walking towards the open door, noticing the bible skidding out to her feet-
Hey Eires, what's going on, what's this boo— fucking shit!
-Cat to cucumber reaction, leaping up onto the ceiling and wall, clinging and hissing-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?You are unclean. You shall not touch this form again, for Our presence renders it Perfect, unsullied and immutable. What pity Our hearts shall bleed for you, child. Bound to this eternal spectacle, you have chosen to divorce yourself from any peace, to live in perdition.
-The small woman who was on the floor, Eires, has suddently grown into a... mass-
-Its exact details are impossible to ascertain, but it appears to, despite its bipedal nature, have limbs everywhere at once, and seems to radiate with light and now begins to struggle with deep strength-
Thou shalt recieve this moment of clemency. Unhand this frame and there shall be peace between Us.
Sweet fuck, Eires, where do you find these people?!
-Eyes squeezed shut-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?You have damned yourselves. Our weakness shall allow you to persist in this charade for some time longer. You will not ever know the embrace of God, nor freedom from pain and gloom. All you ever shall know are ephemeral pleasures, which like all things, will vanish into dust beneath the weight of regret.
It is Our wish that this vessel should be maintained as Our anchor to this hateful plane. Our purposes are considerable, and vision is vast. You shall be left to your regret, but this will be the final instance of such restraint. Do not again rouse Our displeasure.
-The thing... moves out of the kitchen and out of sight...-
-Sandra drops to the floor, curled up stiff-
Nnh... fff... ffff.... uck...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Her arm uncracks from her self-bundle and her hand fumbles to find Eires'-
Hurts...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She manages a crawl, then collapses across them-
I love you but I hate your friends.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Last time I was sore and battered and lying on top of you, I remember being a lot happier...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?... Fuck me back to front, you're hungry...
-She heaves to her feet and goes to find someone-
-Comes back with a Gracia, holding her hand. Gracia looks dazed, maybe entranced or maybe just Gracia-
Here, eat up.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Or we could do that. Lucky break, halfcut, go to bed.
-Gracia turns and heads back upstairs, right away-
-Sandra goes and squats by Solace and Eires, ready to pry them apart-
edited 7th Feb '18 11:58:27 PM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Solace struggled against Eires to neither her not Sandra's avail until they let her go, tossing back their head and coming to, slowly gaining awareness as they licked the blood off their teeth.
Solace laid on the floor, breathing heavily in shock as Eires looked back down and wiped the excess off their face.
...and paused, looking at their hand strangely.
"The fucking.."
...then down to Solace, eyes widening in horror
"Oh, fuck- SOLACE!"
They looked around frantically, swiping a kitchen towel off the counter and wrapped it around her neck, applying pressure to the wound and taking care not to choke her.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]Hey, I offered the nobody, just for the record.
-She calmly helps Eires, fishing for first aid supplies-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"Doubt this was, either." Said Eires as they reformed behind her, aiming a backhanded strike at the Bible and trying to grab her.
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