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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities

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"This is a floor of monsters... of second chances..." -- PMOC RP/Parody Acc! Ran by NullNebula. Not affiliated with PM inhumanities.straw.page forms.gle/7Wnu3pYojE5ViTe49

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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 19/06/2026
The Abnormalities are plotting something... I swear I saw them carrying a bunch of fireworks... Who the heck gave them those-???
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 03/06/2026
It'll be a relief to have someone who can check in on boss... Especially as I cannot currently, uh... Leave this place. Do be careful with the journey, alright? The Outskirts aren't to be taken lightly... Man, I'm worried...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 02/06/2026
Army was curious as to why I was staring at the sky... In reality, I was curious to see if maybe, if I focus hard enough... The lights in the sky here would change to be different pride flag colors. ...No luck yet. Maybe File might know how I can alter the floor's skies...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 30/05/2026
Decided to set up a white tarp so I can do movie nights with the Abnormalities! Though... Lately I've been playing it for video games ^^; I don't think they mind, though... Very interesting... Back seat gamers, I will say that...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 27/05/2026
Some of the Abnormalities have been picking up slang and... Some other weird antics... I don't know who's teaching them this, but it's not gonna be my fault if they get burnt... (´。_。`) Firebird's just as annoyed by it as I am... That's both good and uh, bad.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 24/05/2026
Looking out at the horizon and seeing the City... It's strange how small it feels compared to before. ...I wonder how many here share the sentiment of at least wanting to go back for a little while... Seems like for the most part, no one wants to go back. Can't blame them ^^;
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 22/05/2026
Good news. The kitchen's back to normal! Bad news. See image. =,=; The fuck do I even do with this...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
Lately I've been having something play in the corner of my screen while I do my typical work... It's been a big help since doing research is a bit taxing on the mind hahaha... Luckily, I got just the thing to keep me motivated... Masked Fixer Build!
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
Ah. I am in Hell.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 20/05/2026
I'm gonna make myself crave ramen, but it's also hot for that too... I don't think the kitchen's back up again either. At least I don't need to eat, I guess. >>; Welp. Wonder if Netzach can show me what books have the best drinks... Soft drinks, rather...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 20/05/2026
...What's a Fpoon?? I know what a Spork is, so I guess I'll go with that...? Though I'm kinda biased towards chopsticks and those big soup spoons you get from those ramen shops... do uh, those count?
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 19/05/2026
📁 Locke had picked each one of our respective icons, so it would be easier to differentiate everyone. While a computer is closer to how I normally materialize... This is closer to my "nickname". ...Quite the creature you've included.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 19/05/2026
@bloodmoonworkshop.bsky.social Hmm... How to explain this... See, the Library's comprised of a very important thing called Light. It allows for multiple things! In the case of my assistants... It gives them a human form! Though, uh, these forms aren't 100% perfect... Lemme... Where's Void Dream-
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 19/05/2026
...? A prescript? Hah- I thought these were only given out amongst the Index or to those under their "protection". Well, the milk I had has been burnt to a crisp and frankly- you guys don't scare me. I know how to deal with you...! TAKE THIS!
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 19/05/2026
NO WAIT NO-
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 19/05/2026
I've decided to make one of these little form thingies... Sounds like some people use them as an inbox? Whatever the floor can help you with or if you wanna just chat... It's open! ^^/ forms.gle/7Wnu3pYojE5V...
forms.gle
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 17/05/2026
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 17/05/2026
I- ...Well, that's... That's one way to melt frozen hot chocolate... Uh- Just- Give me a hand with it, please...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 17/05/2026
The Abnormalities heard I was lamenting it being too hot for hot chocolate... ...There is now frozen hot chocolate in the freezer. It, uh... Looks unique...?
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 17/05/2026
Alright! Phew. Finally got this damn thing fully charged... Hello! Uh, I'm supposed to normally introduce myself with a huge title and everything but, uh... Doesn't really, uh, fit me. This place is past it's prime anyways. There's no need for it, I think... I'll simply introduce myself as Locke!
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
OH OK MESSAGES ARE SENDING I don't feel as alone anymore (´;ω;`) Uh hey! I can't type a whole lot cause this damn phone is about to die, but...! Hi, I guess??
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
Does this thing even work... Surprised it's still got a charge. Gonna die, but uh... I'll see if I have a cord back at my office... ...Does this place even have Wi-Fi...? About to find out, I guess...? Uh...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
;;Heya note from the admin! I don't want to really make another acc, but everything below the previous post is no longer canon and should not be perceived as such. Everyone's getting a bit of a fresh start. Idk if it was obvious from that post alone so I think making an actual note is a good idea.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 16/05/2026
❔❓ Well, that was an interesting mirror world we have observed. One of the many possibilities of which this strange, but wonderful floor has to offer. It's truly intriguing. Though, I wonder what lies in the next. Don't worry... If one thing persists, it's the kindness of the floor's dear patron.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 23/11/2025
;;I didn't even realize it until today so I'm a bit late, but happy anniversary to when I first made this acc I'm a bit tired mentally and physically so no milestone drawing for now, but thank you everyone for the fun and memories I've made here :]
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 03/11/2025
I have heard that there are... I don't know if they are Aberrations or just a similar case to the Magical Girls and the set Road Home is tied with- ...I think someone just ran onto the floor, shouted something like "ban ban" and then "zumbo saws"... I feel like I'm being pranked...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 03/11/2025
My head still hurts, but looking at the two... Bright stars in the sky is comforting. ...Speaking of which, where the heck did the doodle me go...?
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 02/11/2025
...I'm fine. I... I smell like quarters, but... I'm fine. The hell just happened... Where did the rain go?
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Alice "Cheshyre" Carroll - The Cyan Grin @thecyangrin.bsky.social · 02/11/2025
. . . [Fuck I'm exhausted... feels gross too, lotta blood on me. How many times have I died now? Heh, can't remember... The rain subsides and a beacon shines in the distance. My agent... how brilliant you've become... A grin forms on my face once more, wider than ever, and I begin to laugh. I
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 01/11/2025
The Colors of Heroes (1/2) ;;Text in ALT
	At the top of the lighthouse, the rain still poured down. Sand and oceans bleached red by the falling droplets of crimson could be seen for miles. Tree branches swayed in the violent wind, whereas others would simply snap off unable to push back against the incredible force. Green eyes look out to where the darkest clouds hung in the sky, trying to find the source of everything. While Olive had caused such vicious shifts in the floor’s weather, they were nowhere near like this in terms of the rain… 
	Soon, Locke managed to find the source of it all. Nearly slipping off of the roof as they had to stop themselves from taking a step backwards. Between the blood dripping down off of it and their own shaking form, Locke had to quickly steady themselves. 

	“...She’s still here? But… Did the others… Fail?” They spoke to no one but themselves, speaking their thoughts out loud. Perhaps doing so would allow them to realize that this wasn’t a nightmare. “Then, is this rain-”
	It was difficult to clearly see, but Locke recognized the two figures in the distance standing off against the Distortion. The streaks of cyan with the flickers of red gave it away the identity of one… As for the other, they needed no fancy colors or tricks for Locke to tell that it was their own brother.

“This could’ve been prevented, you know.”

	That voice. They hated how sweet it sounded. How intoxicating it was. It was so warm, welcoming, but all it did was send a shiver down Locke’s spine. Had they not locked up the Abnormality cabinet properly again? They knew the voices from within, even under containment, could become invasive. 

	The worst part was they knew, deep in their heart, the voice was correct.	If Locke had access to the Abnormality pages… If they were willing to truly stand up to Olive and properly use their keypage to its highest potential… If they were any stronger… Perhaps not physically, but mentally. Perhaps then they could’ve done something proper rather than make things become far worse. 

“Ah, but you don’t want to become that reflection of yourself in the past again.”

	That horrid reflection. A horrible reflection of which Locke became a traitor and somewhat quietly lashed against the very same facility that was to blame for their unbecoming. A weapon slicing the hands that had sharpened them by allowing the same monsters they were meant to slay roam about. 
	Perhaps not even that far back into the past, but back when the Library was at its prime. A place where the corpses of others became not just books, but stepping stones for the future of the director. When people would quite literally sign lives away, sometimes not even their own. It was because of all of this did Locke become adverse to fighting others. Enough blood stained their hands, at least they thought so. Yet, it seemed like the world was pushing for them to become violent more and more… Citing it was necessary for survival, for conflict will and always be unavoidable. Either Locke would remain a coward and lock themselves up in the Library, refusing freedom even if it finally arrived for they were fated to always be a spineless coward… Or, they’d become part of the endless cycle of violence in the City with dried blood between their nails and nothing but a soon forgotten name and a rotten heap of meat that will be cleansed by the Sweepers soon enough.

“What will you do, then? Which part of your past will you relive?”
	Locke could hear the voices of those they once knew. The voice of a Disciplinary Captain who held nothing but ire in his eyes, citing Locke to be nothing more than a waste of space. Murmurs of assistant librarians who claimed Locke had no right breathing once again for their actions in the past. 
	It felt like truly the past was coming back, once again. They had a choice. Either to rejoin the fight once more and be nothing more than an obstacle with a weak heart not strong enough to lay waste upon their foe… Or to run away, turning a blind eye to the suffering of not just Cheshyre and Kenneth, but Olive as well to an extent. 
	They could feel their face, their body becoming glass. Locke’s movements became slow, as if afraid of shattering their body. The amount of pressure was dizzying. Guilt wanted to bubble over. It caused Locke to falter, almost sliding off of the roof entirely.

“The form you’ll take to deal with this ordeal… How strong will it be? How weak will it be?”

	Yet-

	They remembered the moments that truly did matter.
	Their superior in the Safety Team, a man who helped Locke find their footing alongside Alice. Relief that while the main branch’s Disciplinary Captain spooked Locke, she was far much more competent at her job and far more inspiring than the last one Locke had dealt with. The kind smile Kenneth wore when he got to see Locke was still alive even after all of these years. Joy shared between Locke and their old friends when they finally were able to be reunited… If they just hid away in the Library, such warmth couldn’t reach them… If they allow their heart to become cold, then they lose their way entirely…
	Down their baton would slam, right into the roof of the lighthouse. Light would kick up, as if a match was lit. Groaning, Locke heaved their body back up, hands gripping now what seemed to be a flagpole. Blood trickled down their face, yet it soon vanished with a wave of light. 
	“...I am not a weapon. Those terms… I won’t let them define me. I have to keep going. If not for myself… For those that believe in me, both back then and now. Being in Disciplinary and Safety has taught me one thing… Be there for those that need it. To protect as many people as you can.”

	Red. The color of heroes.

	Green. The color of peace.

	It felt… Incomplete, yet even so… The same lights that once danced in the skies of the Inhumanities floor swathed themselves around Locke like a cape. 

	“Even if my voice can’t reach them… Even if this is all just in vain…!” They called out, gripping the flagpole tighter even in the pouring rain. “Stars still shine, bright in the sky… Even with clouds as horrible as these… I’ll make them see-!” Locke would pull out the pole before slamming it back down. 

	Then… There was light. An almost blinding light. The clouds above the lighthouse gave way to two bright, shimmering stars in the sky. One green and another red. While it did not end the rain on the floor, the sky above the lighthouse no longer was plagued by blood raining down forth. Instead, a night sky full of shimmering lights blessed the building and its surroundings. Perhaps it was the surrounding rain or the dark of the night, but the stars seemed to shine even brighter than it had prior to the floor’s changes. 
	Locke looked upward at the stars, trying to reach out to them. Fatigue seemed to finally catch up, or perhaps their footing finally gave way, however. Soon the Librarian felt themselves fall off of the roof, falling back down to the ground.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 12/10/2025
;; I am so sorry I've been quiet on this front, I've been focused on doing egotober on my main 😭
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 06/10/2025
🔏 🕯❓️📁❓️ ...🔒❓️ 🌧🩸🟰🔏😰 🌸🌳⛱️❓️
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 28/09/2025
...Hah- somehow it resonates with me. I like this song.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 26/09/2025
...I-I'm sorry but, I've... Had enough of troupes and... circuses for that matter... Eugh, if I think about it, I can hear the screeching of those monkeys again...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 23/09/2025
I... I heard you the first time-! Augh... Keep it down...
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 21/09/2025
🌸...Well this certainly is unexpected. Can't say I enjoy these new surroundings... Locke, are you at the lighthouse?
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 20/09/2025
🌸 Hey, Locke, just checking in. You alright? Been out for quite some time and I haven't heard from you.
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Alice "Cheshyre" Carroll - The Cyan Grin @thecyangrin.bsky.social · 20/09/2025
[The Floor of Inhumanities suddenly changes in a roar of thunder, the sky changing to a near black shade of red as torrents of blood rain from the sky, and, across the Library, cyan and red flashes can be seen in the distance as the Fixer continues their fight against the distortion.]
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 14/09/2025
;;I did a thing for folk to enjoy during this slight intermission c:
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 10/09/2025
...Aren't you- ...The heck is the League of Nine...?
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 09/09/2025
...Really? Really?
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 05/09/2025
Just woke up, sorry... Just give me a minute and I'll be outside my office... I slept too long, dammit... Uh... Are doodles supposed to glow green, by the way...? @catalystarbiter.bsky.social @judgmentbird.bsky.social
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 05/09/2025
...Shit. Shit shit SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK-
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 05/09/2025
🔏 ...❓️ 🔒🚫🛒🦐❌️ 🔒🟰🦐 ... 🦐🟰😋... 🍴❗️
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 30/08/2025
Musings of a Book ;;Text in ALT
	The world within our books perhaps could be compared to that of the Abnormalities’. Inside these spaces we can create what our hearts desire most. A world that is ours to control. What we need and want is brought forth by the Light itself. We could have lush forests, endless skies, or even the quiet ocean surrounding our bodies.
	Time is turned back on our wounds, sewn up shut as if nothing bad ever happened. Limbs rejoin our body and reconnect to vital systems. Like a needle and thread, skin is applied back on to muscle and bone. While this all sounds and feels like heaven to those unaccustomed to it all…

	This has become my damnable hell.

	It is here that I stand surrounded by memories of the past, strung in the sky like lights. At first, they were like static screens with hardly any feedback, but the more I remembered then the more color everything gained. I can see the smiles of those I once befriended and glares of those who have written me as the enemy in their story. It is only in this space that I can clearly see a showcase of my past life as an agent. Once I awaken from this slumber will I possibly forget it all once more, as if I never was here…
	Jolting me from these foul thoughts, phantom pain spreads across my wrists, shooting up into my arms. The most excruciating discomfort I have, however, seems to come entirely from the front of my head. I know at this point now that this is only temporary. Eventually I’ll walk around the floor once more. That all of this was a bad dream.

	…I wish that was the case.

	I walk onwards in the empty space that comprises my book. Ignoring the memories playing like TVs, unable to look at those smiling faces. Those that believed in me, giving me kind smiles and words I had once believed I had not deserved. Those that caused me to fall… Red petals seemed to become engulfed in black tar as I received flashbacks to both of those instances… I clutch my throat and my chest, worried that I too will drown once more-

	…

	…I have to keep going. 

	If not for myself, then for them.

	For the ones forgotten by time itself, for the ones dyed in colors that swear to protect, for everyone that I promised a better ending for.

	I once heard a rumor that the stars are born from instability before they are hung up in the sky, bringing light to even the darkest of nights. Even if the moon is absent and not a single voice is around… The stars still shine. They still guide. Even now, I seek out the path dotted by light rather than puddles of blood…

	To become a bright star, bright enough to help everyone home…
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 29/08/2025
📁...I am even less inclined to bring Locke back if it means they don't have to put up with this.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 28/08/2025
Those Who Promised ;;Text in ALT
	File stood by the lighthouse, hesitating and trembling as their fingers tapped away. It had been a few days at this point, but even they could not force the code to work in their favor. While File themselves knew the outcome, it didn’t mean that the Abnormality could speed up to that point nor could they not partake in the wonderful feeling that was sheer fear. While this human form certainly had its perks, the emotions that they’ve felt weren't one of them. 
	Anger, rage, fear… lately it seemed like all of these things clouded File Not Found’s mind. The floating screens all shook as File smacked a fist against one, staring at it in frustration. Their other hand went up and held their face. Robotic senses and human ones kept trying to overwrite each other. Upon noticing one popup appear, File sighed and closed out all of the windows before holding up three fingers.

	3…
	   2…
	      1…

	Approaching the Abnormality was a familiar figure dressed almost entirely in brown. The chains around his waist announced his arrival as footsteps became silent against the grainy sand. “Yo. File.”
	“...Greetings, Kenneth Windsor.” File turned around, taking note of the floor’s current visitor. “I apologize for having you arrive while you are busy performing other duties, but… Your presence is much needed.”
	The color folded his arms. “When Locke said they wanted to show me a beach… This isn’t what I had in mind… Where are they?”

	File flinched and looked up at the lighthouse. 

	“Locke is currently unavailable for talking. Circumstances here… They’ve been booked.”
	Kenneth grew silent. “...They can be revived though, right?”
	“Affirmative. However, I cannot perform such a thing. I am only an assistant librarian in title rather than form.” File shook their head. “As of right now, I have the floor on lockdown.”
	“Pretty damn lucky I have this damn device set up for here…” Kenneth’s gaze went up towards the office, frowning. “...Thought it took folk here not that long to revive?”
	File sighed. “Due to the state this place is in… And this floor in general… While I would be able to revert the changes and normally Locke would be back by now… I cannot afford to allow the one that’s responsible to escape.” 
	
	“...Olive, right?”
	“That was the human name the Distortion had, yes.”
	“Same one you want me to go after.”
	“Correct.”

	Kenneth closed his eyes. “...Even if it's not a request from you… Anyone that lays a hand on my sibling, distortion or not… I’ll gladly give them the same hell they dealt 10 times over.”
	“Kenneth-”
	“I know, I know…” The fixer reached up and moved his goggles down. “So, just search and destroy, right?”
	The abnormality before him nodded. “I’m having a bit of difficulty pinpointing the location… In this human form of mine, I’m a bit limited in what I can do. While I’d be able to help far more in my true state, it is currently not ideal. I could, however, sacrifice the light that’s keeping this form of mine stable and revive Locke.”
“...You do that, they’re really going to do something rash.” Kenneth scoffed. “Locke’s far more dangerous than I am in that regard.”
“I am aware.”
Kenneth then grabbed a hold of the white piece of cloth wrapped around his arm, pulling out his iconic key. White mist swirled around the key for just a brief moment before dissipating. 
“Here I thought my days of suppressing an annoying ass disciplinary team captain were behind me…” A dry chuckle escaped from Kenneth as he looked down at his own reflection shimmering upon the key. He gave a slight salute as he started off, dragging his key against the sand. More wisps of white damage seemed to kick up as the key’s pin and bit was slithered through the sand. “Make sure that other distortion doesn’t hurt Locke either, yeah?”
“They’ll be fine.”

Locke has to be.

After all…

File and Kenneth promised.
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 27/08/2025
🔏 ...📁? 🐑🐦‍🔥🩷🔒🟰📚 🌸🗣🐾 🕯🟰💤 📁🔏🟰🔎🫒 ... 🔑❓️
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 27/08/2025
🔏 💣⁉️ ...🤔🐦‍🔥❓ 🚫🐦‍🔥❗🐦‍🔥🟰📙❗ ❓ ...❗
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🔒 Locke Windsor - Floor of Inhumanities @inhumanities.bsky.social · 27/08/2025
📁...I saw this coming, and yet even I feel annoyance... Fine. I'll use this as a means to practice. I cannot allow myself to become idle with victory even if I know the outcome. Do pardon me, but the code requests this to be destroyed by my hands.
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