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(Maybe I should make a sign-up thread or something?)

(Oof, I forgot to add that people are allowed to join at any time they feel like)



Narrator POV

"Take a wild guess," Rin mumbled, looking over slightly.

Espectro ((am I supposed to label all POVs like this?))

Espectro, well, they followed the others because why not? And curiosity. Their brother previously gave them permission to go as long as 'nothing crazy was attempted and you stay out of trouble.'
They plopped onto the couch, bouncing a little.

(Okay, I'll make a sign-up thread in a bit)

(Also yeah, it's personal preference for me because I like labeling my POVs and so I don't confuse myself on what tense and POV of character I'm narrating lol. Although I still get my tenses mixed up lol)



Narrator POV

"...Yea."

Rin didn't really do much of anything else other than glance at Espectro when they sat down, turning her head slightly to look at the two.

The couch Time and Espectro were sitting on was puffy and worn in a comfortable type way, the fabric being a dark maroon and soft to the touch. There was exactly four black pillows sitting along with them, small but strangely embroidered with complex designs made of multiple colours. The pillows were puffy like the couch, but the fabric was somewhat rougher and newer, possibly bought recently, as well as designed recently.

The chair Rin was sitting on was old-looking, the white paint chipped nearly completely off, revealing the old scratched and nicked oak wood. The chair had a tilt, not completely leveled, and Rin seemed to be having fun by rocking back and forth in it. A few moments she had balanced her weight in it, but immediately the chair would lean forward after, as if refusing to loose some weird game Rin made up in her head. It was the simple things that was able to keep Rin sane the past few days, this balance game being a simple sanity-reviving thing.

Adrik was messing with the pearl necklace he had wore, making a knot of the white gems and then untying the bead string back to normal.  He was good at that, simply messing up something beautiful and then fixing up the ugly to normal, repeating the cycle over and over. Adrik's boney fingers were used to tying knots as making shrines to deities took patience and practice, especially when you had to please a god of some sort. Adrik was being very quiet, pondering on what to say as this was his first time he had ever been in a different dimension.

He found out quickly that no one spoke a lick of Glitchian when he tried to greet a few people. He noticed some sort of fear that would spark in the eyes of others when they glanced upon him. Adrik knew his ghoul-like, dollish appearence didn't help him at all, but wearing anything but his monochrome frills, bows, pearls, and layers of Glitchian traditional clothing didn't feel right. It felt entirely wrong, especially without his long hair tied back or his pearly jewelry adorning his wrists and neck. He felt naked without such things, as if part of him was lost. As well, having large, noticeable fangs made you very suspicious. Adrik had already taken note of the monsters outside of the walls, and how some could shapeshift into humanoid-looking disguises. It was plain as day that Adrik looked like one, like some kind of monster. He was some kind of monster, not entirely Glitchian but not Human either, nor was he fulley part of an actual humanoid species. But, he wasn't cold-blooded like the monsters, he didn't want to kill for the thrill of it or for food. That was the difference. No matter what, the plain difference between humanoid and monsters was that monsters ate other beings like them or each other. Once you stoop down that low, you are no longer counting as someone, but then you are something. A killer and animal-like, instead of a being with animal-like traits. You are no longer sane like the rest of the community, but you are an animal, a monster. That was how Adrik saw it.

So, Adrik called himself a freak. He liked that word. He wasn't humanoid but he wasn't a monster, not fully, anyway.

But he still looked like a monster. Even Espectro had a bad reaction to him the first time they met, calling him an "undead being". It hurt like a punch to the gut and a slap to the face, but Adrik didn't let that show. Instead, he played it off and went along with it, showing himself off proudly like he was performer. Yes, Adrik was a performer, dazzling and talented. A freak show, wonderfully strange and bizarrely eccentric.

Adrik looked up from his hands, giving a large grin meant to show off his fangy teeth, and asked Espectro, "Still scared of me any? I gave you a fright a couple days ago." He added a small giggle, trying to play off his marionette charm.

Adrik realized that the giggle he gave made himself sound creepier, but he still smiled and kept his almost amused expression on as if he meant to all along. He tilted his head slightly, as if curious for Espectro's answer, fluttering his eyes innocently to try to make himself more childish and cuter, hoping to stray away from the spooky vibes.

Time raised one of his index fingers, "Seeming harmless or not, I think one shouldn't underestimate him because he looks harmless. Who knows what he can do." he said with caution, placing his finger and arm back down to rest beside him.

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"Well, I'm sure that both of you know more on what you two can do than the rest of us here." Time replied. Looking around the room and to Espectro.

"How much can do you fit in there?" Time randomly asked Espectro, if they were starting to pass the time?

"Uh, sure. I guess." Time said.

Time caught it but almost dropped the book while doing so.

"How did you even fit something this big in there?" Time asked (assuming it's one of the big ones)

(I'm waiting for Lavender oof)



Narrator POV

Rin still is rocking back and forth.

Adrik is just staring off into space, waiting as well.

(B O O P)

((I'll do it!))

((oops I forgot yesterday sorry let me do it rn))