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[damnpire]

voice / text / communion

D's mind is a cacophony of things.

The landscape is shadow and darkness, and it is chilly and reserved where D sits in it; he feels like a simple young man. Quiet, soft, human. But behind the stoicism is a warm, sensual, and elegant sliver of something primordial and powerful. Embracing it is hypnotic, arousing, yet also a little horrifying.

Amidst all of this is something else, too: a craggled and old presence which can be heard on occasion cackling or chattering separately, the crusty voice belonging neither to D or the peculiar entity in the space.

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[lockedon]

[ D.....truly what a pal. 🥺 If only things hadn't started off as terribly as they did.

Though he's beginning to suspect D's the worse one off now, if people keep throwing themselves at him without warning. ]

Would it have bothered you more if it had been something I'd done willingly?

[damnpire]

[Eustace is doing great so far? He has not slammed the communion receiver down and stormed off yet.]

I didn't know you, so I would have questioned the validity of the feelings.

[Sometimes, people become enamored with you just because of your inhuman vampire beauty, so you must ignore it.]

[lockedon]

[ Who could possibly hang up on sexy, sexy D..... ]

You don't believe in love at first sight?

[ This is a joke. A very bad one. So bad that he doesn't give it much time to settle, moving on quickly. He's not here to talk about love anyway. ]

Thanks for being [ ... ] open-minded though. You don't have to worry about it happening again.

[damnpire]

[Eustace could...]

I don't.

[He knows it was sarcasm, BUT JUST TO REITERATE HIS POINT. No love at first sight for him. Maybe for cute maidens...]

You are promising a great deal for being in a place which doesn't play by those same rules.

[Maybe Eustace will be cursed again to be in love with him. Aphro event...... Eustace will be trying to bang him (no).]

[lockedon]

[ I'll die before I let him hang up on D.

But also—fair point. Give him a minute to amend his words slightly. ]

You won't have to worry about me doing it willingly.

[ Once aphro's on the table though? No promises. Dokja will just have to deal as his bf goes and bangs another man. ]

[damnpire]

[NOOOOO, DOKJA, YOUR CUCKHOLDING.]

You didn't strike me as that sort of man.

[Com...pliment...?? He gets the feeling Eustace is taking this embassment hard.]

We can start over. My name is D.

[lockedon]

[ Can't believe friendship is back on the table....will Eustace fuck it up again, only time will tell. ]

Eustace.

[ They've been through this song and dance before, but it feels different this time. More welcome. Except...where do they go from here? Once again, conversation proves not to be his strong point. ]

Did you manage to find what you were looking for, back then?

[damnpire]

A pleasure.

[He is a polite young man... His manners.]

Yes. I had lost a hat and a photograph. Many others had lost things as well, it seems. Did you find what you said someone had taken from you?

[...lol, Eustace, your Jesus arm.]

[lockedon]

[ HIS JESUS ARM.....help. There's a brief flicker of irritation at the mention, though not at D but at DARK!!!! That little punk. ]

I didn't. [ UNFORTUNATE. ] He did a good job hiding himself away.

[ Not that it was hard, given that they were all ant-sized. ]

The person it belonged to said he would take care of it though.

[damnpire]

[DARKKK. Who thinks he and D are good friends.]

A lot was happening.

[He understands. He doesn't blame Eustace for not being able to get anything back.]

You hadn't lost anything personal?

[lockedon]

[ It's the #aesthetic. The goth and heavy metal aesthetic. ]

Nothing that wasn't eventually returned to me.

[ Which, thank goodness, he'd probably go nuts without his gun. When you like dogs and guns more than most people...it's fine, probably. Sometimes people are just annoying! It's fine!! ]

Things are always happening around here though. [ Like Dokja DYING REPEATEDLY. ] You get used to it. [ ... ] Unless you're already used to it.

[damnpire]

[Yes... LET THEM LIVE... Eustace will judge him for his Dark friendship.]

I see.

[How many people lucked out like he and Eustace where they had their items returned without much suffering. Well, D did get turned into a child, but it's fine.]

I am, but that does not mean it isn't frustrating. You seemed to not care much for this place even when you were cursed. Is that still true?

[lockedon]

[ Better to turn into a child than to go running around trying to kiss strangers....

Was it that obvious though that he didn't like this place? He's losing his stoic touch. ]

I haven't had many good experiences here. It doesn't help that I was in a place similar to this one before I arrived, that liked to put people's personal business on display for everyone to see without warning.

[ He's tired man...he's so tired. ]

[damnpire]

[D should have been love potioned.... Damb.

Eustace has suffered so much here at Val's hands... D feels bad for him because he is one of the more similarly reasonable people.]

I hope things become better for you. [Smash cut to Eustace taking Dokja out.] The place you came from was this way as well?

[lockedon]

[ Smash cut to Eustace taking Dokja out and then Gray getting kidnapped like a week later. Truly there is no rest for the wicked. Sometimes men were made to suffer. ]

Similar in a lot of ways. Being forced to choose between two sides at war. Having a rock embedded in somewhere in your body.

[ Too bad he isn't Dark with his uncanny fourthwall meta-breaking abilities, he could make so much jamjar commentary right now. ]

Sometimes I wonder if we'll all end up in a third place just like the first two if we stick around long enough.

[damnpire]

[DROP EUSTACE RIGHT NOW SO HE WILL STOP SUFFERING!!! (no don't)]

Interesting.

[The Frontier was... a little like this in ways. No one really had shards embedded in them unless that was just a thing they were into.

But the warring of two sides? Yeah.]

Supposedly, if Zenith wins, that will be true.

[Ha ha.]

If we're all being deceived, there could be a third world we aren't aware of.

[lockedon]

[ Your wish is my command (goes to the drop page—)

But, that's interesting. ]

You don't believe in what either Yima or Cyrus is saying?

[ Personally, he doesn't think anyone with half a brain cell would have any good reason to trust the two, but there are some weirdos out there who are hopelessly devoted... ]

[damnpire]

[NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Not like this, come back, our Eustace. My dostace...]

Not entirely. It's more beneficial to harmonize. I simply prefer the outcome the Meridian believe. But I'm skeptical.

My world may even still exist. Dimensional travel and the altering of space and time are things familiar with my world.

[lockedon]

[ Turns your face away from all the gay happening in Yuul's inbox. Time to wingman D so you get a yaoi of your own. ]

Are they? [ He sounds decidedly interested now, mental presence growing far more alert. ] Have you experienced them both yourself?

[damnpire]

[No, back to hell with thee, Cotton-Eyed Joe.]

Yes, on occasion.

[Not Eustace being interested like a NERD. Don't let them bond of being nerds like this.]

Before I woke here, I was trapped in a dream pocket belonging to a woman who had been bitten by a vampire and had been sleeping for thirty years.

[lockedon]

[ Better them bonding over nerdy things like this than having a wedge driven between them because Eustace can't keep his hands off of D (thanks to debuffs). We take what we can get in this house. ]

How did you end up there? [ Also: ] Was it her dream you were in?

[ That sounds wild...though maybe a little less wild than it once would have after everything he's been through in Kenos. ]

[damnpire]

[Eustace wants him. It's fine. (no)]

It was her dream. She had created a dream within a dream. The town I thought I had traveled to was not real. When I attempted to leave, I was circled around to where I had started. The people in the town were those she knew from her youth, and they all knew who I was and were expecting me.

When I would sleep in the dream, there was another dream: a mansion full of humans and vampires having a ball. The young woman would be there dancing. She wanted me to wake her up, but doing so was only possible by killing the siring vampire. Her sire was someone I've spent a long time searching for.

So my only option was likely to kill her.

[lockedon]

[ 😳

Wow, what a story though. He isn't Dokja, easily sucked into tales of fiction in an attempt to escape the cruelty of reality, but Eustace finds himself interested all the same, alert even within the confines of their Communion. Maybe because it had been real, a lived experience rather than an invented one.

Or maybe D is just playing the long con and fooling Eustace into thinking he really is a fellow stoic. Who can say! Somehow, that seems unlikely. ]

Would you have, if you'd gotten the chance to?

[damnpire]

[This is the most he has spoken to anyone consecutively since arriving here months ago.

Congratulations, Eustace.]

I would have had to if I wanted to leave the dream for good; otherwise, she would have kept me trapped. But I arrived here before I had the chance.

[lockedon]

[ He will cherish these words forever, the debuff still lingering in his heart long after the Oracle is over (no). ]

Fortuitous timing. [ Maybe. Maybe D is secretly a serial killer and would have had a great time slashing throats to escape from that dream. ] And what do you think of this place, now that you're here?