ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 13/12/2024YOU'RE FREE!!! BUT NOT FREE FROM YOUR SHACKLES <3 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... floor beside them, a small hum mused from the dancers lips, shifting her gaze to the mess of dismembered parts littered on the floor. "you can call me margaretha by the way, 'margie' as some of the others have decided upon." ㅤ 000
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... clue as to what you're talking about, however your business outside of this manor is not mine. let me reassure you, I've seen the merkiest of waters within people. whatever it is you're referring to, I simply do not have enough care" digits would lower to place the gear back on the ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ what a .. strange man, to say the least— so bubbly, yet seeming so winded up on the edge of life, it was practically impossible to hide the confusion on her face while her brow quirked up in question, cranium giving a small quirk to the side "to be frank, mr. balsa— I haven't the slightest ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... atmosphere, eyes immediately fixated on mike first, then shifting to murro, lastly landing on joker, for only a brief moment.. clearing her throat until standing amidst, a part of the group at last . "shall we .. begin now?" ㅤ 000
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... by the backdoor, seems the manor had prepared their arrival well, unknowingly just what exactly lied behind those doors, what replica kept hidden.. surprised up until the final hours. as she approached, gentle click and clanks of her steps, breaking the uneasy silence in the ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... light to snack on, it was up until the moons rise that she began to get ready. slipping on her brown leather trench coat, she'd wear her best pair of heels for tonights epilogue .. finally leaving her dorm room unknowingly for the final time, to meet the others waiting just down ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... happened within the day, everyone seemed to be closed off .. kept inside of their rooms— anxiously anticipating nightfall, to gather and meet at their given performance location. margaretha did not once leave her room other than small trips to the bathroom, grabbing something ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... the dancer ultimately decided it would be best to try— slipping underneath her covers, dull eyes would look up at her ceiling.. long enough until she fell into a light daze. the sun rolled around , the day had finally come to begin their final act however, not much commotion ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... with Morton had sent her in a spiral, however she knew she needed to put her trust in those brothers, that this nightmarish facade would come to its closing night. after a moment of trying to calm herself, rest seemed important however.. not knowing how much she'd truly end up getting ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... pointless. lowering the empty bottle to her desk, her hands moved to grip the edge of her desk, so tightly her knuckle would turn a faint white— eyes falling closed; the dancers attempt to self calm .. taking in sharp, daggering breaths, shaky exhale. the recalling of her past, talk ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... from her eyes; taking staggered steps towards her desk, desperate hand reaching out for her pink bottle of euphoria however upon retrieval . . . it had run out. desperate squeezes to it's puff, trying to get one last usage of its calming effect however, her attempts fell ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... closing the door quietly shut behind her, it was at this moment of solitude that her emotions, her mask to be strong and not some weak, fragile women in front of morton shattered— hand coming up to mute her cries into her palm, tears almost instinctual began to trickle and spill ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ ... and events that so far took place amidst the manors walls however, the dancer knew better than to potentially hold Morton back, he had a lot on his plate .. tomorrow would mark the day of no returning, for her and unknowingly, for Mike as well. carefully sliding into her bedroom ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 05/12/2024ㅤ [ 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘄𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 ] 🩰 parting for mikes room, margaretha couldn't help but feel a small ping of regret shooting right through her chest, in any other circumstances, she would've suggested the two to stick together, both seeming broken and distraught over the news ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... are almost the same— I turn this key and it's song is played merely by its sheet of paper, never thought about the delicate hands that had even thought to come up with such technology. remarkable, really. I admire your attributes and dedication for knowledge, mister. " ㅤ 010
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... a small gear, holding it between her finger pads— idly using her nail to flick its grooves, watching the metal spin freely between her pointer and thumb "how interesting, I never gave it much thought but now that you've explained it .. it does leave one with wonder. my music boxes ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... he shared and explained each piece, captivating her interest as she never cared much before nor thought about how each thing, device worked . small hum of profound acknowledgement mused from her throat, small quirk of her cranium to the side as delicate fingers collected ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... it was nice to see some variety and life still residing inside some of these lost souls. with slightly hesitation, the dancer had moved closer .. lowering with candle still in hand to sit on her knees next to balsa, resting the candle down between them as curious eyes watched how ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ his energy, the passion in the way he spoke, presented himself was admittedly admirable— reminding her of someone who held passion for what they loved long ago.. the excitement in his tone maintained the smile to stay put on her features, even amidst the hellish nature of this place ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... ground, however her days of tricky, flattery for selfish benefits of protection were over, passed her and laid to rest along with her previous self and hullabaloo. ㅤ 000
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... table, occasional side glances towards the knight, stealing his gaze as her way to study the man .. to be knowledged of his potential next movements. surely it would be easier to introduce herself, to jump the gun and create some form of common ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... time, it's what worked in order to work together within the trials, learning with caution— get close, not too close .. to tread with wary. idle digits fumbled with her music box resting on her lap while she sat across the dinning ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... as some hero, protector .. being wrapped up amongst this hell, margaretha new that with every trapped soul here, there was a deeper story that reside below the surface. survivalist instincts was a trait the dancer had grown accustomed to over ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024was still on rare occurrence that a new fly would become trapped within the venus walls of oletus manor. being said, as of late .. whenever a new hunter would appear, followed a survivor or two, sterling was no exception to this fate— presenting ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ @devotedchevalier.bsky.social seems ages ago since the last time she stepped foot inside of this manor, since those iron gates closed right behind her— beginning the nightmare of events that took placed behind these walls. however, with time, faces.. strangers grew familiar, it ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... chuckle that mused from her lips, faint smile curving on her features as the dancer simply shook her head "pardon me .. mister— I didn't mean to alarm you. I was heading elsewhere but, overhead noises from from the corridor. my apologies for asking but . . . what are you doing exactly? " ㅤ 010
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... this mansions parlor rooms only to find .. a man, in a prison uniform? fumbling with some sort of torn apart creation; bolts, screws, metal parts littered around the man, though noting her presence had spooked the other. the reaction .. how margaretha couldn't restrain the soft ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... had found her way, dim lit candle in hand down the long corridor from her room however— the sound of clanks and tinkering had drawn her attention, her route elsewhere from her destination.. finding herself wondering , slipping through the crack of the barely closed door to one of ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ ... understand, however .. this game once more, would be the cause of restless nights, and the greenish gray circles that seemed to permanently tattoo around her eyes. parched, assuming everyone else, strangers .. were in bed resting for tomorrow nightmareish cycle to restart, the dancer ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 29/11/2024ㅤ she could not sleep that evening, truthfully .. it's questionable how anyone in this manor could sleep— ever since her 'game', the performance .. she had lost grip on whatever left of reality she was holding on to. the manor, once held 5 .. over crowded by some phenomenon she failed to ... ㅤ 110
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... was set, tomorrow the true performance will begin ㅤ 000
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... last time sharing and creating a bond with the other before the performance takes place. with words of departure, the dancer had made her exit back into the hallway, silently making her way into her own room just a door over without causing a disturbance. and with that the plan ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... once again. I hope in whatever lifetime we stumble up on next, our tale isn't filled with so much misfortune goodnight, morton. " perhaps, the choice of words had a deeper meaning— unknowingly that perhaps it would have been her last direct words to the acrobat. ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... margaretha seemed hesitant for a moment, only to glance back towards the acrobat still standing in the middle of his room . . . "whatever happens tomorrow .. I just want you to know that I forgive you. your heart is full of good, I wish nothing but for you to find true happiness ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... I won't keep your time any longer, you should rest if you find it you can. tomorrow is a big day for us all. " and with that, small bow of her head for departure— the dancer had made way to his door to exit, however as her hand met it's knob and paused before giving it a twist ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... enough to give you two some time to prepare. " she'd nod to her own words before lowering her hand from her eye, finally lifting her cranium up to meet mikes gaze however, she offer mike what's left of a genuine crescent moon smile "thank you, mike .. for making me feel seen tonight ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... her watery eye, keeping her head lower, avoidant from eye contact with the other "i'll put my trust in you morton brothers then . I'll try my best to distract joker tomorrow night before the performance, however .. I'm truly not the best actress, I'm sure I can convince him well ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... her tragic tale would end— however her hopes were for mike to take on closure for the both of them, as for her exit was as clear as extra note hiding amongst her letter this afternoon. after a moment, the dancer had pulled away; back of her hand lifting to rub underneath ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... face pressed into his diamond patterned chest whilst fingers lightly gripped onto the fabric of his back .. taking the moment to not only bring herself comfort after such a difficult discussion, but mike as well. deep down, margaretha knew where her outcome would lie, where ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ ... over her eyes— the truth was hard to speak about , the memories so bitter .. and yet, the look in mortons eyes showed that for once, he believes her. her attempts were not gone in vain. with two step closer, her arms had lifted to enclose around mike in an well needed embrace ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 27/11/2024ㅤ [ 𝗡𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗟𝗶𝗳𝗲 ] 🩰 as soon as she had turned around, hazel orbs fixated forwards towards the acrobat .. for the first time in mikes expression; she was being 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯. brows furrowed together as the warmth of salty tears had once more, managed to swell and gloss ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 26/11/2024ㅤ ... he is not the joker we knew, he embodies sergei. tomorrow, we need to stop him. whatever it takes, I will help you and murro. I will go along with whatever plan you think would best keep him hostage until the performance is over. can you do that, mike? can we finally let hullabaloo ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 26/11/2024ㅤ ... to tame the tamer whenever he felt that I would act up, he would call me an animal. that night he struck me, I managed to find my way into joker's tent, to which he helped bandage them, these scars. The joker I knew, he is no longer here. so long as he wears the 'smiling clown's face ... ㅤ 100
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ—𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗮. @muslcbox.bsky.social · 26/11/2024ㅤ ... turning around slowly with her head lowered, hands idly held together in front of her, fingers fumbling together. " remember .. before I was a dancer, I cared for the animals. my performance was to tame. however, one night sergei had gotten the idea that my whip could be used ... ㅤ 100
