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SunCrusader252[OP]
20.01.2024 20:28
LinkWritten a bit ago I just made it text today because my shitass camera couldn't pick it up from the notebook
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SunCrusader252[OP]
20.01.2024 20:28
LinkCopy pasting it in comments too hold on
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SunCrusader252[OP]
20.01.2024 20:28
Link"Rehearsal's in fifteen!"
Although Daukius listened to his manager's shout, he didn't really hear it. Sat backstage in front of a triple set of full length mirrors, he was more focused on looking than on hearing. More focused on *feeling.*
He felt his hands. The faux skin was lifelike, and ever so luxuriously soft. Too soft. Where were the callouses that once littered his work worn hands? Where were the blotchy, discoloured and permanently bruised fingertips, a trophy of so much time spent typing the most soul filled reports? Where were the scabby, ugly cigar burns that tore at his skin and purpled his knuckles with welts? No, these hands, these perfect hands that were nowhere near their previous levels of mutilation *disgusted* him. All of this body disgusted him. And yet here he was, a dead man entombed in this unwanted body.
He was drowning in a sea of skin that was not his.
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SunCrusader252[OP]
20.01.2024 20:29
LinkWhat if you WERE a middle aged reporter but your husband committed suicide and you did too to rest peacefully with him but life said "No. Robot." (Also you remember everything even though that's not really a thing robots are supposed to do
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Yeah Daukius/Toby genuinely thinks it was because of him and that’s the wholeass reason who denies Olympus’s affections, in reality Olympus/James was cut off from his family when he married Toby, and struggled with finding a job and was sort of left at home feeling useless, along with constantly being threatened by a club he was in debt to. With everything else going wrong he denied telling Toby, and ended up developing delusions and convincing himself whenever Toby wasn’t home that he hated him so at that point there felt like there wasnt anything good left to stay for.
Whole reason Daukius avoids Olympus because he remembers and Olympus has no memory so he’s just like “haha man that guys fine”