which house hold chemiculs are the most deadly?
All of them? None of them? Whichever answer will make you not touch the household chemicals!
What are you doing, Max…?
Tag: concerned carlos
*he
pulls the piocture out from under his pillow, a tall dark figure
infront of some trees, the figure has large yellow eyes a sewn up mouth,
it’s drawn in crayan and kinda crappy, but Max looks proud of his work*
this is what they look like*Carlos studies the picture.* really… kind of Slender-man-esque. Do they have mouths? I know you drew one here, but is it what you saw?
*he nods* they do have mouths and they have stitches on them *he pointed to his mouth* … what’s slender-man?
Well, never mind about the Slenderman. It’s just a character
from the internet. So shadowy… stitches in the mouth… *he takes his phone out
and sets the picture down to take a picture of it**he nods quietly* i don’t think they like water either.. that or they don’t like our lake…. maybe they can’t swim *he chuckles slightly*
Well, then who let them off of Spooky Island? *he laughs
nervously.* So they don’t like water… Okay. I’m not a supernatural scientist,
but I’ll see what I can come up with. The water thing is interesting… some
spirits I’ve heard have an issue with going across water. Or is that covered
bridges? In any case, there’s research that needs to be done.*he flinches at the thunder* w-why would they be on.. over there? and, do you know any supernatural scientists? maybe they could help, or even already know a way to get rid of them!
Nevermind. I don’t know anyone personally… but I can still
look around and ask people in my community. I’ll let you know what I can find
out though, I promise Max.
“Tripplesix
killed him in an attempt to get me to become a god.” said arsenic, in a
voice that sounded like raindrops, and the absence of a beloved pet.Carlos’ face fell immediately, and he felt a twinge of fear
in him. The other him was dead. That was… scary. And unsettling.“Is… there a chance that this Tripplesix is… still active
and dangerous enough to hurt me?” he asked carefully.“In the multiverse, if you can get to the soul of the dead person before the litereral incarnation of death, you can keep there soul, an possibly put it in a robot body. I will, in the unlikely case that you die, to grab your soul and put it in a robot body.” arsenic said, involuntarily recalling the death of there own version of carlos.
That didn’t sound good at all to Carlos. “You didn’t answer
my question,” Carlos pointed out. “Is there a chance I’d get hurt?”
*he
nods slightly, glancing away* if i keep my old secrets, does it count
as lying? like the on going lies that i’ve been keeping?Old secrets? Like, the ones that don’t matter anymore and
can’t hurt anyone? You don’t have to keep those. *sighs* But, I mean… if you
are trying to protect someone, then that’s fine. *he blinks* Actually – no,
wait. If you have a problem, you tell an adult, okay? If you’re being asked to
keep secrets, you tell an adult you
trust. It’s not your job to try to protect people – even if that person is the
adult you trust, okay? You’re a kid…I’m sorry, I don’t mean to confuse you.
*he frowns and looks out of the tent* thinking about everything… the lies, the lives, the loves… it makes my chest hurt… does your chest ever hurt like that? where it just feels like a black hole slowly eating you up till there’s nothing left inside, but you can’t tell anyone cause you’re scared if what they’ll think, so you don’t tell anyone but it just gets worse and worse and͈̟͔̭̳ ̺̞̖̳̫w̭͙o̘̮ṟ̮̟͖͎s̲͔e͍̤͚͎̦͖ *he hugs himself, letting out a shakey breath*
*frowns deeply* Take a breath, Max. It’s okay. I understand…That’s the worst feeling. But Max, if you
don’t feel good you should tell someone that you trust. Maybe your camp
counselor – ‘counselor’ is in their job descriptions, after all.
*phone rings*
*answers on the second ring* Faeroune Funerary, you stab ‘em, we slab ‘em. What’s up?
I – wait, ‘Funerary’? Nevermind… Mia, I have some very serious concerns that I need to talk to you about. I’m working over nearby Sleepy Peak Peak studying the volcano, and there’s a Summer Camp nearby. It’s Angela’s summer camp.
It’s called a joke, dear. You should try it some time~ I know where Angie’s summer camp is, it’s one of the reasons I picked it. What’s going on, do I need to feed someone else to the dragons?
Feed – wha? I – maybe?? I don’t – *he’s freaking out a
little bit, so he stops to take a few deep breaths* Mia, this place is shady as
hell and children have been exposed to things they shouldn’t have. Max was
telling me what happened at Spooky Island last night…
*phone rings*
*answers on the second ring* Faeroune Funerary, you stab ‘em, we slab ‘em. What’s up?
I – wait, ‘Funerary’? Nevermind… Mia, I have some very serious concerns that I need to talk to you about. I’m working over nearby Sleepy Peak Peak studying the volcano, and there’s a Summer Camp nearby. It’s Angela’s summer camp.
Not since the incident. But me, Neil, and Nikki all went once.
You did? What happened? *he makes himself sound more curious than serious this time*
Well QM was there,,, so were some other people,,, and,,, there was a kid but he wasn’t with QM *intensely vauge*
*sighs* Max, come on – just tell me.
*he takes a deep breath* we saw QM having sex. Weird-ass kinky sex. In a dungeon. It was terrifying.
*he stares at the kid, shocked.* Are… are you serious? That’s
– that’s highly disturbing! Have you told the counselors? Have you reported
him??Hell no! Quartermaster has been here for god knows how long doing god knows what and I’m not about to get on his hit list for snitching about his personal creepy old man time! Plus; Nikki, Neil, and I all agreed it never happened and moved on with our lives.
Max – you have been exposed to indecency that children
should never have to see! He needs to
be prosecuted! Have you told David??No, I haven’t. It’s not even that big of a deal. Campbell’s doing illegal shit (pardon language) too and no one cares about that but Ered’s dad’s.
What are you talking about – the owner of the camp is a
criminal??Well he’s not the owner much anymore. But he was.
Not anymore? What happened? Where is he? *No, Carlos wasn’t
freaking out. Absolutely not. Okay, maybe a little. His daughter was here, for
Christ’s sake! Along with other
children!*Ered’s dad’s arrested him on parents day. He’s super gwantanamo’s problem now. So David kinda runs the camp now I guess? A lot of messed up stuff has happened here. It’s kinda normal at this point.
… It shouldn’t be normal though. There’s still the issue
with the Quartermaster – you ought to tell David what happened. You kids should
not have been exposed to that at all!
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