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Date: 2016-10-24 11:26 am (UTC)
itstheend: about your brother (the world is wrong)
From: [personal profile] itstheend
There's shadows in their bones, in their marrow, in the hollow of their skull, binding them helpless, threading through their thoughts and self and digging, digging.

They feel violated. Sharp, disjointed memory shakes like earthquakes, horrified terror and impotent, hateful rage and the inescapable crush of trapped. No pain, not even from cuts and bruises inflicted on the other on the moments of surfacing.

But you'll just use it to hurt people!

I thought... I'll just do this, I'll just do that, and then, I'd give it back...

Chara is not thinking, per se. They're a ball of sound and fury, signifying nothing as they throw themselves mindlessly at his control over and over, apparently heedless of his words.

More memory. What they did to the last person who did this. A caking of dust on skin; powder, then sludge, then something hard like ceramic. A vicious ripping attempt to search his own mind in turn, laser-focused on one thing; who would he like to lose least. Because there will be consequences.
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