I heard rain beating down on the window this evening. How nice. Just wish it wasn't so freezing tonight.

I hate being so exhausted all of the time. I don't really know what to do about it.

I feel like I've been hit by a bus.

Can I have some assistance. I'm chatting with this man who claims he's cursed, can't say slurs, and is insisting on telling me England's still a functioning island and it's apparently the 1960s? I don't know if he's part of a faire or hit his head really hard. :-/ I don't know how to approach this.

It's, the seventh. Ugh. Happy birthday, to me.

If my math is adding up, I'm not looking forward to Sunday.

I told the doctor of my concerns about my medication, but he just sighed. It's hard to tell what he's thinking. He said something about it's all we have. He seemed sad. I wanted to ask more, but he said I needed to stop talking. It was coming back. Maybe next time.

Do you ever wonder if you're getting better or getting sicker? When will I know I'm better? I don't really even know what I'm hooked up to anymore.

Does anyone want to play tic-tac-toe.

My leg hurts so badly. >:-(

Why the hell is a cat in my room.

Is this not words on a screen? Do people hear a voice through these messages? Hello?

Something feels wrong.

Is there any way for someone to place a cigarette in my hand, right now preferably.

It's getting too cold in the hospital, my joints are going to be the death of me.

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Your relationship with your family never changes. The grudges you hold against your sister will last forever.

Oh. I got the computer to work.

{OoC} // hi i haven't touched this account in a while. bsky doesn't like me so ig i have to make a post but tldr im not gonna be using this account for pl rp anymore. i still wanna keep this account because roleplaying marshall is fun! but im just going to use it as a canon story acc instead.

...The drink coaster is starting to look appetizing.

Can someone remove this entity from our house before it takes any more photos. Do we need to fumigate.

In the way. It's all in the way. [The man mumbles as scissors once used to aid are being used in malice, chewing ravenously through thick strands of hair. Years of work, wasted. It tears away and devours with every snip. A part of him feels his own heart breaking, but did it matter?]

This is getting in the way.

Is the sadistic, clearly gay, but in the closet, blonde man dead yet.

{OoC} // hi, sorry i havent been active on any of my accs. i kinda just don't have much motivation or input to give atm, so i haven't been around. sorry to any threads that have kinda been suspended for a while. :,) maybe someday soon i'll get back into this.

I can hear them being morons. (*Can you not be a massive prick for just a few minutes?*)🐦‍⬛

Someone let me out of this room.

I feel like praying to a god that does not exist on this plane of existence. A god from another time. Because certainly nobody else is going to listen.

I miss them.

Do you think they miss me? Do you think they know I'm gone?

I feel like something is wrong. I feel like something is very, very wrong.

I'm surrounded by idiots.

What the fuck are those two talking about.

...When was the last time I ate something, actually?

(*I need to push that blonde man down the stairs so badly.*)🪄

He is here.

(*Am I even a person anymore? Am I human? Or am I just misfortune wrapped in layers of meat and bone? Am I even alive? Am I my own shadow? Is it me? Is it someone else? ... Why am I cracks along the sidewalk?*)🐦‍⬛

[His eyes glazed over. The voices of the others leading him to a "prison" became muffled and hard to comprehend. He's lost in his own thoughts.] (*Do I...Remember that?*) [Little thoughts flicker to life.]

I'm appreciative of one American. Just one. That is it.

(*He's yelling at the table, now. He's so fucking weird. These are the people we ran away from?*)🐦‍⬛

I'm going to nap...Wake me when we get to our destination.

(*That clearly gay blonde man is screaming at the car window. I think he's gone mad. Finally. Quality entertainment.*)🐦‍⬛

(*I would rather I did-*)🐦‍⬛

(*I hope this car crashes and kills everyone in it. Myself included.*)🐦‍⬛

...Why haven't I tried to break out, yet.

[He wipes off the letters and with the same lipstick, writes the word "WHORE" again, but flipped so it's readable from the outside.] There. A gift for anyone who walks by.

I'm getting bored. Some moron left a tube of red lipstick in the car.

Do you think if I ask nicely someone will get me a bottle of wine from inside the manor. Do you think if I ask nicely they'll let me get plastered in the car.

Praying to every god known to man I die of heat stroke in this truck before Bronev can show his ugly head. This outfit was a terrible choice in this weather. Maybe it will add to the comedic effect when I keel over.