(Catch all) Ominous October Threads

[insinning]

Who: Sinclair and You.
What: Dungeon runs, trauma bonding etc
When: All throughout October.
Warnings: Gore, Emeto, Psychological horror in one thread, NSFW stuff in another

“I see now that the path I choose through the maze makes me what I am. I am not only a thing, but also a way of being—one of many ways—and knowing the paths I have followed and the ones left to take will help me understand what I am becoming.”

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[insinning]

[Oh!! He'll put out a fork. And some mini serving tongs]

<< Ramiel. You made it >>

[Smiling at him. He hadn't been sure if Ramiel would have come but it's nice to see him too]

[aphonik]

[ Things he knows how to use...god bless...

He's still not quite in a hurry, busy watching everyone else's examples, so he pokes the tongs experimentally before actually responding. ]

<< I had two of you nagging me, so I figured I might as well. >>

[ 'Nagging', which means 'actually invited him and he doesn't want to admit he came just because'. Why do these people have so many friends, though...]

[insinning]

[ Was that nagging? Hmm]

<< and here I thought it was for the free food. >>

[But Sinclair smiles open and happy]

<< Tylor and I are glad to see you though. >>

[aphonik]

[ It was to HIM!! ]

<< That too. Hector keeps too much jerky and marshmallows in the guild hall. >>

[ He's not exactly a culinarian, so cooking isn't his forte...he hasn't eaten a normal cooked meal in. Well. Probably a while. ]

<< Pretty sure it wouldn't have made a difference anyway. But thanks, I guess. >>

[insinning]

[Hector, what are you feeding your feral child]

<< If you ask Tylor, he'll make anything for you >>

[You just gotta brave the Hani gauntlet for food. Also shaking his head.]

<< No it definitely makes a difference. >>

[Especially now that you have made him concerned for you!!! ]

[aphonik]

[ There is a moment where, at that, he pauses; and his gaze does shift off to the side to where said man is probably lingering...

But his frown dips just a bit more after seeing who's near him, and his head snaps back. ]

<< Pass. >>

[ No, Dosei will not be elaborating, thank you. Moving on. ]

<< And pretty sure you've got enough people here already that I wouldn't have been missed. >>

[insinning]

[ Hmm. Sinclair will let it go ]

<< Just because there's more people than usual doesn't mean we wouldn't notice. >>

[ He wont use the dreaded friendship word and make Ramiel want to run away though ]

[aphonik]

[ Good because he wouldn't answer even if he asked!! ]

<< Right, because you're such the social butterfly. Is there anyone around here you don't know? >>

[ Is this derogatory...?? Unsure at the moment. Regardless, he finally leans over with a squint to gently add some noodles to the broth with his tongs. Hunger is winning even if he has no idea what he's doing. ]

[insinning]

Probably a lot of people. [Just not at this specific event. Just add the food, nothing to stop you]

[aphonik]

[ A snort, once he lets go of the tongs for a moment after adding some meat. Cook, noodles...be free... ]

<< You'd still talk to most of them, though. >> [ Probably. ] << I wouldn't. Crowds give me a headache. >>

[ Which is why he's in the corner, like a cactus on the edge of the coffeetable. A tiny, blue cactus. ]

[insinning]

<< Usually not until they talk to me first. >>

[Was Sinclair always a wallflower? No. But he didn't have that ease of charisma either]

[aphonik]

[ hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ]

<< You act like they don't do that often. Everyone around here either doesn't give a fuck or never shuts up. >>

[insinning]

<< it's the freedom of being online? >>

[hmmmmmmmmmm?]

[aphonik]

[ :eyeroll:

<< Sure. But have you ever considered you just attract them. >> ]

[insinning]

<< You think so >>?

[HMMM]

[aphonik]

[ 🔪

<< Can you count on one full hand how many people in here actually dislike you? >>

Compared to himself, professional dickhead, ]

[insinning]

Uh. [He wouldn't have invited them if he thought they disliked him??]

<< No one here dislikes you either >>

[He thinks???]

[aphonik]

[ What is that uh for... ]

<< I meant in the game, genius. >>

But even so-

<< And pretty sure some people can't stand me like I can't stand others. >>

[ FOR INSTANCE...he looks around before gesturing a vague hand to Michel ( sorry, you poor bastard ).

<< That guy manhandled me once. Almost punched him in the nose. >> ]

[insinning]

I don't know if you saw what I did to Misteaks at the meeting, but----Winter?

[Sinclair turns to look at Michel in surprise. Then at Dosei. ?????????]

<< Really? >>

[aphonik]

<< Yeah, that. You shoulda hit him again. >>

[ His professional onion. That what a whole time but it sure did display the Crazy for everyone to see. Also that Sinclair has a nice spine, so good on him.

A snort. ]

<< Back when that sky island opened up, he came out of nowhere and lifted me up like I was a ragdoll and started talking about how he was giving me the 'blessings of height' or some shit. >>

[ Sinclair can ruminate on that as Dosei leans over and steals some of the freshly cooked noodles and some meat for a munch. Fork, no chopsticks, because he's basic. Hungry. ]

1/2

[insinning]

[It really depends on how mad Misteaks makes him again, but he shouldn't say that aloud. Besides, all thoughts of future potential violence disappear when]

Blessings of--

2/2

[insinning]

[Ah!!!]

I remember now--back then, there was that whole avatar swap fiasco. That must have been Hani..

[Shooting Hani a Look. But now he's no longer flustered, he resumes signing]

<< He did something similar to me in someone else's body, except he set up a sign and table for it... >>

1/2

[aphonik]

[ Huh. What.

There's a moment where this seems to compute, gaze immediately following Sinclair's to fly to Hani, and then to Michel, and then back- ]

2/2

[aphonik]

[ And then his face immediately sours, disgust taking over. Noodles forgotten.

<< Of course it was. Why fucking wouldn't it be. >>

If looks could kill....

<< Knew I hated that little bastard for a good reason. >>]

[insinning]

[...

He'll just pile up more cooked meat onto Dosei's plate. And slides over a can of soda. Bribery? Bribery.]

<< please don't fight here >>