“i never asked for this.”

rage and anger; if he just let himself go, he’d destroy the entire area with no second thoughts. maybe that would have been for the best in all reality. to let go and show strange the truth. 

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instead, ky’s hands clenched into tight fists as he took a step forward. no, he didn’t need a fight, but he was still going to entice one if need be. “an’ you think i did?” he asked, eyes narrowing. “you may have had a choice in your fate. i didn’t – i didn’t CHOSE to be this. i was BORN this way!”

// @wearenotthesameasyesterday

‘I don’t feel so good’ (caleb)

Send ‘I don’t feel so good’ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly fading away in front of them. Send ‘What’s happening?!’ For the reverse.


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shit. that was the only words that went through his mind at this – whatever it was. ky knew he shouldn’t have brought caleb with him, but as per-usual, he just had to cause him to be miserable… now he was fading. he bet it had something to do with a battle or something, but there was nothing he could do about it now.

even as his arms crossed over his chest, he couldn’t help, but wonder what had caused it. “crap.” it was the only word he could managed to get out. not due to the fact he’d miss caleb, but due to the fact now he’d have to find another plaything. 

“You should have gone for the head.”

there were many things he should have gone for; the chest was easier, a larger area, and something that he could focus on. head, arms, – even hands were too small. he chose something he knew well.

sure, he failed his task, but he was at least trying, wasn’t he? maybe if he focused more on the task – instead of control- , he would have actually been able to accomplish it. though, he doubted it would change much. especially since in his mind he’d never be good enough…for anyone. let alone himself.

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     “you try going for the bloody head an’ see how it turns out – i’m DONE!”

“Disgusting.”

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     “yeah, well, it’s not so bad,” he said bluntly. “i’m not exactly well liked back home, an’ i doubted anywhere else would be different.” at least in his mind. still, there was always a trace amount of hope he had – even if it wasn’t entirely valid. “so, am i disgusting? yeah – seems i am.”

what did you do ?

@redheadarcher

there was many things that he’d done in his life time, but this had to have been the worst. this had to have been… the one he’d be known most for. truth be told, maybe ky should have stayed in his fathers realm, but instead? instead, he’d helped make things worse by ultimately staying away.

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“i helped… thanos.” it was all he could say – even if he didn’t involve himself? his grandfather did and that made him… guiltily all the same.

“What’s happening!?”

@fryordie

Send ‘I don’t feel so good’ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly fading away in front of them. Send ‘What’s happening?!’ For the reverse.


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this wasn’t good; his entire body felt like shit and he could feel something going on. though, as for what? he didn’t even know, but the truth of the matter was he didn’t care at first. though, as the pain intensified he knew this wasn’t just something he could pass off as a simple bit of his powers.

no, this was something else. he already could feel it as he gripped his head tightly; his true form just hiding beneath the skin as his eyes turned bright red. usually, this only happened when he changed forms, but the problem was this was something else, and it started to show as he started to fade.

the only thing he had left to do was say a few last words – before he ceased to exist. “fix thi-” and he turned to ash.