"It's time to separate you from that woman. She's been rotting your brain for too long, and your brain is far too precious a thing to subject it to her whims."
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"It's time to separate you from that woman. She's been rotting your brain for too long, and your brain is far too precious a thing to subject it to her whims."
โ CONTENT EXPECTATIONS (MDNI, 18+)
Dark themes of gratuitous violence, gore, murder, body horror, torture, drug use, graphic language, mental illness, and prejudice toward mutants/metahumans will be present. The writer and character are 21+. Minor writers should not interact.
New pinned!
Please read.
Not that blonde.
I need to find the blonde.
|| need to finish the pinned augh
Time will tell.
I'm not an aberration. You are. Thanks for proving my point so easily.
What do the kids say? Let's get you to bed, grandpa. Only one of us here is a fossil.
Podcasts are for out of touch crypto morons.
It turns out, no woman could handle my pure, raw intellect.
I never had children.
|| LMAO
close before...
"Contact your guy, have them start looking. If either of you find her, text the number on the sign." He indicated one of the posters and then walked faster, until he got stopped at a red crosswalk, and then he shoved his hands impatiently into his pockets and tapped his foot.
He'd never been this
"How much do you know about her?" He took a step back, then thought about the location, turning in the direction of the distant bridge. "Even just that much help is nearly immeasurable. Thank you."
He started off toward the bridge without much of a farewell.
He was bewildered. "Why else would I be putting signs up if not to help her? Why wou- yes! Of course I want to help her! Do you know the legal steps you have to take to become someone's guardian these days?" He huffed, scrutinizing the man. "Where did you see her, exactly?"
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a machine in the sand, whirring its last.
now that he knew he was far closer than he thought he'd be. "My posting these signs is already the knot that I've tied at the end of a long rope. Your help might be what brings my journey to a long-awaited end."
He looked back earnestly at the young man, then realized he'd not yet secured a name. "I'm Tobias Ryder. If you can help me find her, I'd be most grateful. The woman that stole her from me is a most dangerous person."
He stepped closer to Peter, the desperation for finding Hannah only intensifying
He studied the younger man, then glanced back at the poster with renewed vigor. "Then there is hope. And did she look? How- how, did she look, I mean? Healthy?"
His concern was genuine, reflected deeply in his blue eyes.
โI can always reassemble to fit perfectly for you. Or anybody that decides that I'm of use.โ โ #DWRP
โ Valerie Tyler; The Big Bad Wolf; The Doctor's Daughter.
โ Trigger Warning; Adult themes ahead!
โ Writer and muse are 21+, MDNI.
He turned, the tail of his cloak swinging with the movement.
"I'm her guardian. We were close, and now... I fear the worst. Have you seen her?"
He stepped toward Peter, hand held out toward him before he stopped himself, his hand curling back toward his chest.
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