Audio: Kero Kero Bonito's, I'd Rather Sleep __ Also here's a Lore story for yah :P Warnings: Uhm, dark themes? Also you don't get to find out who the character that's featured in this lore story really is >:3 __ By now, what's the point of responding or listening to anyone else? By now, all they say to me is something rather unpleasant. Either hateful or just dreadful, I don't want to hear it. They all hate me. No one will ever love me anymore. I know for a fact that mother doesn't...She doesn't love anyone. I don't even think anyone loved or currently loves her. Sometimes it makes me question if our father's love towards her was fake. It did eventually fade, but then he died. Sometimes, I like to look through a mirror. Sometimes I don't. I would compare myself to my sister. To my brother... You'd think I am okay, all dressed up. Clean and confined, away from a certain audience. And away from a certain group. So what's the point? Like I said, by now..No one is going to want to talk to me. And even when they did, it was something hateful or unfortunate. Dreadful it is. Dreadful it is, to wake up every morning. Dreadful it is, to walk out and into the main corridor. Dreadful it is, to pass by photos and pictures of my siblings, of my family. Of me... Dreadful it is, to see and compare how I am today to how I was yesterday. Day by day, I lose everything I have. My trust. My life. My freedom. My hands. My soul. My innocence. Gone.. And of course, no one cares. Who would? I am the bad guy in some eyes, and I am the prey in others. I used to think this world was wonderful, and I used to think I would become an animator when I got older. And I would live out my days with my siblings and family, if I had any. Don't dream kids, it hurts to see it crumble. It hurts. It really does. But don't worry, I will one day avenge my siblings for the pain my mother has caused them. But myself. I will avenge everyone but myself. These chains I bare, the everlasting rope around my hands, my legs, my feet, and my neck...They will never break. Even if they did, where would I start? Of course, I can't ask for any help. I can't vent to others. I can't show happiness. Because no one cares. No one will ever care. And now look at me. Hands drenched in oil, my expression blank. The body of someone, who may have had a family, at my feet. "No one cares..", I always would mumble to myself quietly before shifting back into the darkness and leaving the scene. Huh, maybe Jacob is right. No one cares.. ___ ANYWAYS< YEHA I WROTE zthis. MY STUPID KEYBOARD IS NOT WORKING FOR ME RIGHT NOW- Lmao this drone is so traumatized, and I think the deal they made with Cookie was golden. OH, RiGHT. YALL DON'T GET TO KNOW WHO THIS CHARACTER IS. Yall know Cookie though. This character in the story has been introduced before, mentioned before, but not ever used in an actual rp chain yet. She will be VERY soon though... Everyone throws tomatoes at Olivia and Jewel and I will give you all yummy snacks! >:3
