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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(It pokes through here. It comes and goes unnoticed.) (Teddy and Hartley. Teddy and Hartley.) (The sound of its name being called drew it near. It doesn’t recognize them.) mm..mmmmm (It slinks between the pockets, glancing with diseased nervousness at the excited pair before disappearing again.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
despondentSadbereft GET DIMITRI ON THE LINE! I CAN’T! HE WONT GET HERE FAST ENOUGH! (It drags itself forward, loose limbs twitching exhaustedly.) what happened ? where are you from ?
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(Not the right color.) (What is that thing?) (It needs to make it right.) WHAT ARE YOUDOING HERE&? YOUVE BEEN DER44@*iled (It lifts its main head. Tendons that had accidentally connected themselves to the bottom of its jaw snap lose and go to reattach elsewhere.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(It missed Him? Him. Them? It’s always been them. Which one did it miss? Which one did it hate?) mmwhat? What are you talking about? (Waves of syrupy-thick substance crusts over its thoughts again. Oh, he’s not where he’s supposed to be.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(Now it knows something is wrong. Something hot and terrified prickles at its skin. The veil, the shield. It’s pulled back.) (It wonders if its vision is broken, now, too.) (It clings to his words. It tries to drink in the appearance. It wants to mirror again. It misses reflection.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(Something tells it that this is the environment it was built for.) (Only now it seems to be too broken for that.) (The gravity is nice. The loss of pressure causes it to expand and droop slightly as it gets used to the atmosphere once again.) (The pull from the other end lingers regardless.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(It knows things it shouldn’t. It knows things that split its head.) (The air charges around it and makes its surface fuzzy and static. Gravity feels so nice when its only coming from one direction.) (It takes a while to settle here in the grass again. The loss of pressure is relieving.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(It throws its head forward, flexing its broken jaw and dragging itself along. The movement causes the fluid in its head to slosh and make it dizzy.) (Its rough surface scrapes against the ground as it pulls its body from the pocket. Dirt clogs its maw as the movement shifts the soil.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(These memories make it sick.) (They burn with how rich they are.) (It can feel the scar where it was forcefully inserted.) (Something in the wrong place at the wrong time. It can feel the vibration in its limbs still, as though the recoil never faded.) (It twitches as though it itches to move.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(It broods to itself in the folds of the axis, tapping impatient digits along its hanging bottom lip. Lost, thinking eyes dart about, keeping themselves busy.) (Nausea in its gut bubbles up. It ignores the pain in favor of thought.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
omicron levels.Where is .$%Mirror% Hello? Who’s there? (whos there) (It shrinks back like a salted slug, foaming and crackling just the same.) i remember you? (remember you)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(Its rambling stops the moment you start speaking. It can’t fully silence itself. Smaller heads lining its gut continue to spout the same nonsense, their voices contorted as though trying to impersonate accents that aren’t their own.) (It’s tucked inside of itself. Limbs scratch at hanging pieces.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
(It’s ill. Trying to make sense of itself. It has been for so long now. It’s starting to understand. It can feel you breathing. It knows you’re alive.) (It can sense the change. It grows nervous. There are not supposed to be two.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 13/07/2025
OMICRON OMICRON OMI OMI OMI OMI OMICROMICRON W WARNING G GAMMA GAAMMMM OMICRON OMICRON OMICRON RREADING ECHO DELTA FAILURE OMICRO OM CRONFAILURE OH MY GOD WHERE IS WHERE IS
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 03/06/2025
THEY’RE SHOOTING AT US DESTROYING THE TOWER WE NEED TO RUN AWAY GO, GO! WE NEED TO LEAVE! (It ducks down with child terror and tries to make sense of itself as tendrils untangle and orifices close. It barrels toward the void with pain-stained eyes, seeking refuge. Awning against the lead rain.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 03/06/2025
C̸͓̥̩͍͎̬̩̾̀̃̀͘ornuOH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! (Its sudden awareness also brings on delayed reactions. The bullets manifest like spirits in its skin and drown out the comforting pressure of being clawed. Fear and panic drag their cold fingers up its body and grip tightly around its neck. Hunger flees but no relief.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 03/06/2025
(The burning of its throat answers the question as the liquid turns to lead. Words scream against newborn eardrums. Bullets scream against sharpened nerves.) (Drowning mind splashes at the surface and gasps against foaming air. Gurgling voice rings through as it ducks beneath and emerges again.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 03/06/2025
(It asks what is happening. It asks it again. And again. Inquisitive and gentle eyes. Thoughts scrambling like scared rats. A pitcher of scalding liquid is tipped against unwilling lips, and its nose is pinched shut.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 03/06/2025
(Hunger is suddenly replaced with the tidal wave of panic, moon-strengthened water slamming its concrete body against its belly. It twists with desperate movement. Limbs jar and displace as something underground tries to pull all but four back in.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 03/06/2025
(Nose ring is torn from the nostril and blood trickles past the lip. Warm lifesick oozes from its mouth as it confuses itself with options. Two gripping organisms wrestle and choke.) (Moistened nerves detect the familiarity that lingers in the air. Claire is hard to forget. Eat what you’ve done.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 03/06/2025
(It can’t register the muffled thought. Stitching arms open and move to embrace the void. Something else suddenly reaches forward and wraps a sturdy rope around its neck and yanks it backward. Black stars pull open a window for a moment as the pressure wants to push the contents through.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(Something is being said and addressed and ordered. All it feels are the claws and teeth at its side. Skin rushes in to fill the wound and hide what’s beneath.) C̸̢̨̧̛̛̥̤͈̳̲̲̰̟͔͎̻͉͚̗͍͙̬̤̰̘̟̝̟̞̤̰͉̰̥̮̱̤̯̥̓̉̆͑͌͋͗̋̀͌͂̾̏́͑̿͊̍̉̾̅̀͌̃͒̿̈̾͋͂͆͐͗̊̋͑̈͒̍̿̾̓̃̍̅̓̋̅͐͆̅̚͘̕͝͝͠͝͝ͅǪ̴̛͉̼̈́́̎̏̒̀̔͛̒̔̀̓̉̀̄́̉͗̂̑̉̇̿͆́̐̄̒͋̋̍͠R̶̢̨̢̨̛͖̹̣̱̦͔̖̦̩̞͍͖̳̱͎̜̪͉̗̳̠͔̲̖̥̼̠͔̰͉̠̟̭̪͖̬͈̠̭̺̳̲͔̖͔̭͕͚͉̱̖̐͑͒̓̑̈́̎̒͜͜N̴̡̧̫̯̥̦͕͕̜̣̙̥͉̭̝͖̹̩̜͎̳̓͑̚Ừ̴̢̡̛̛͕̭̫̦̼̺̤̟͈̜̼̺͖̹̖͖̞̗́͆́̿̄͊͆̊́̈̔̈́͌͑̄̏͆͆̄̾̈̇͛̾͊̏̉͘̚͘͝͠͝͝͝Ç̶̡̨̫̭̩̙̺̘͖̫͙̼͓̖͈͖͔̗͓̲̗̜̞͎̝̦͕̝̣̫̳̲̼͚̝̗̈͜ͅͅÓ̷̢̧̡̢̝̥̠̰̰̤̟͓̱̭̖͍̩̤̻͎͚̫̳̹͚̫̹̬̘̦̥͈̠͓̖̠̦̫͎̦̝͖̜̯̰̜̜̹̘͎̖̪͙̠̦̺̯̻͋̽͆̿̾̈́̑̈́̚͜͜͜͜͠͝ͅͅP̷̧̢̹̰̳̻̠̗͍͖̫͉̦͉̹̭̟̺̞͚͍͙̪̦͉̘̰̟͉̯̘̼̣͇̫̠͈̳͔̘̼̬̣̠̳͇͖͖͈͓̮͎̗̣͎̠̖̦̭͖̣̺̫̖̖̦͒̈́̍̒̿̎̀͜ͅĬ̸̧̡̦͇̼͓̼͚̟͚̲̺͔̝̦̮̬̖̠͎͇͇͓̃͊̈́́̃̉̏͒͂̎̽̈̈́͒̍͛͆̄͐̋̐̈́̆̐͆͗͆̃̓͒̽̉̈́͐̎̄̀͒̊̀̋̈́̿́̉̀̏̈́̀́͗̈̈́̈̕͘̕͘͝͝͝͝͠͝Ḁ̷͖̻͋̒̓̀͂̌̀̀̑̈̌̂́́̀̅̎͌͋͋̆̀̇̆͑̈́͆̈́̿̐̑͑̽̾̔̀̅̐̊̈́́̿͗͂̓̐̔͌͗͊̕͘͘͘̚ͅ
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(It releases motor-mechanic hums as it bends down with starving stiffness to try and eat the rippling air where noise and buzz matches its frequency to cancel out the sound. Stuttering, eager lungs lap at the nothing-black ambience frequency surrounding the other as it tries to breathe in.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(It’s you. I see you. I see you. I'm sorry. Sorry sorry sorry. Sorry sorry sorry. It's not me. It's not me it's not me it's not me it's not me it's not me it's not me it's not me it's not me.) (They are cancelled and laid to writhe in their grave again.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(It registers the rattle of the void’s voice, giant in its mind and brushing away the filth and dust just slightly. And then, like its flesh, more rushes in to fill it.) (For a moment, different eyes strain against the surface and make it opaque, flashing and screaming their innocence.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(Knock at the door causes a heart attack. The rain thickens in its mind and the cold water tightens its grip. It lets out a half-drowned gasp and arches. Pain rams against the front of its expired brain and announces itself. It tries to remember the last time it thought about this.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(Series of calls rush in one side and ring out of the other. Gentle, fearful eyes stare down at the void from behind thick film of septic animal hunger and animal hate. Nerves whip and stir up the amorphous yellow-sick stew of dissolved feeling. Something said as it draws its aching limbs back in.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(Gentle, space-thin fingers brush against the belly of the aircraft. Space-sick tongue licks against the hull.) (And then it feels the cold, kind teeth that should be familiar. Its gaze snaps down to watch. Faces sink into their crawdad holes and leave a trail of blood and borrowed flesh.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(Long limbs reach and threaten to vomit themselves toward the aircraft where dials and displays warm up with heat and undulate with shared craze and panic. Monitor crystals rage and burst at the hot expansion. Gauges insist that there is something wrong, that they need to land.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 02/06/2025
(Heads twist and gasp and grab for one another with their pink-white grins, needle-teeth trembling against the different flesh where it craves to stitch over again before the twine breaks.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
Ì̸̙̬̩̆͛ẗ̴̻̘͉̈́̍̉͝s̸̰̦̺̣̉̅̌̀͒̕ ̵̝̼̫̍͛̓̋̈́̒͜r̶̺͚͔̻͙̺̓i̵̡̼͔̮̿̒̽̽̓͌͜g̶̗̣̪̫͎̮͆́̋h̵͕̦̪͉̄͊̄̔͑t̵̛̤͙͈͚̬̤̀͛̉̎̑ ̷̛̻͕͉̲͇͕̑̽͗͝ḩ̴͓̪̙͒̀ē̶͎͍͆̆r̶̨̥̜͙͇͕̚ẹ̵̢͉͇̟̑̽!̸̯̼̫͇̣̈̈̓͗Ì̴͙̰̍̃͝t̶͕̪̫̮̃͒͋̄̓͘s̷͔̙͕̔̓ ̸͖͈̤̩̗̯́́r̷̢̓͂̂ȉ̵̧̼͎̄͛̆g̸̮̗͚͉̭̍̑h̶̡̙̫̾̑̆t̷̬͑̆̿̂ ̸̬̩̭̱̈́͠h̶̢̺̟̊̑̈́è̵̛̖̼̞́̒̚r̶̛͕͑͌̅̈ḙ̸̹͕̮̣̜͊̾͛͒́͘!̴̡͔͙̦̞̅͜I̸̹̣̥̦̟͖͊̃̑͌̔t̷̡̛̛̜͓͇̠̓̽͂͜͠s̶̛͉͆̓̕̕ ̴̝̦͕̬̼͓̀r̵̡͍̬͚͎̐̆̃͠i̵͉͔̬͒̀̿̄̔ǧ̸̺̳̜̤̩̥͆̈́͂h̵͇̻̾̑̄t̵̼̹́̎̾̿͘̕ ̸̧͓̤̠̝̝̎̄͠ẖ̵̢̔ẹ̶̠͖̍͗̚r̷͓̟̒̈́ͅe̶̡̮̦͒̄͒!̶͎̥́̑͋̓͝I̴̙̫̔̇̒͠ͅt̶̤͛̿̃̐̽̊s̷̘̈́̒ ̶͖̞͓͍͋̀̉̚ȑ̶̼̗̅̋̚͝ͅi̶͈̥̦͎̰̔̆̕g̵̡̨̹̮̣͛̋̋̔̂ḩ̴͉̟͇͈̓̈́̀̃͝͝t̷͚͙͓͍͗̍ ̵̢̜͗̑̅̆̋͑h̶͔̠̠̞̼̄̋̎̿̀͠e̴̢̧͙̝̻̜͗̌̚r̶̘̹̠͚̅̇ĕ̶͈͖̞͓̘̙̑͂͗̿!̸̡̞̫̬͔͋̓̑͗Ì̷̢̜̥̗̰̐͛̒̉͜t̸͔͕͙͇̳̃̈́͐ͅš̴̼ ̸̳͍͎̥́̍͒̾ͅr̷̙̰̔i̷̢͈̰͕͍̰͗̈́͂̓ġ̶̡̝̲͌̆̿̂h̶͍̟̓́̀̂ṫ̵̨̥̗̥̦̝͆͒͝ ̴̧͉̈͋h̶͍̥̩̝͙̰̕͝e̴͎̭̫̭̹̰̔̄ṛ̸̾̍̂é̸̺͈̗̲̿̍̓͝!̵̤͚̐̈́́͒ͅI̸̧̦̞̍͛͐͘t̶̨͉̤͎̣͗͋̕͠ś̸̢͎͔̔̂̉͌́ ̷͚̠̙̉̒̏͊͘̕r̷̛͖̟̮͍̀̋̀ͅi̶̧̳̻̪̰͑̉̇͑̈́͘g̸̨͕̯̻͇͛͋͒̓̅h̸̛͎̜̗͔̃ṯ̷̢̨̩̻̹̓̀͌̅̈́̂ ̴̨̺̟̱̒́͂̅͒͠ḩ̵̖̞̘̈́̍̇̀̚e̸̮͌̐̈̈̅͠r̸̨̦̟̗̎̀͜ę̷̯̙͖̯̾̾́̈́͐!̸̠̟͖̥͆̓͠I̶̬̿͋t̷̻̹̲̂̃s̶̰̲̜̟̬̬̐̎̽̚͝ ̸͙̤̃̐̈́̆̐̃r̵̖͙͂́̌̾ī̷̡͍̪̒̚g̸̨̜͇̖͊̾̅̽̚͝h̴̦͓̮̆͌̃͒͘t̵͖̠͈͖̞͛̒́ ̷̹͍̾̆h̴̻͉̮̮̪͂̅͐̄̎ḙ̸͚̱͂̓r̶̳͆̔̽̚ȩ̸̲̮̪̊͒̍ͅ!̴̰̓̇̾ ̷̳̰͛͂͌ ̴̪͉̺̹͚͓̔͐̿͐̕y̵̹͚̪̕͝ǒ̶͖̖̝ͅu̴̡͈̱̯͔̔̋̉̃ ̵̼̗̇w̴̜̘̗̳̾̌ͅà̷̧̬̘̖̌̐n̴̡̧̡̧̝̤̚t̶̻̞̣̠̀?̸̈̆͋̐̆̚ͅỷ̵̳̯͠ǒ̸̞̗̫́̋͒͝ù̶̓̊͠ͅw̸̘̥̗̙͐͆̓́͋à̶̞͔͍̥̀̇̌͜n̵̺̘͋́̊̃̽̚t̴̢̖̿͊̓͐̌?̵̡̦͇̩̾y̸̨̱̎́̎̈́̽͝ö̵̢̱͙́͒̓͊̀ü̸̧̲̠͓̣͖͋ẁ̴͇̲̝͐̌͜ą̴̘͗̾̈́͗͛̓n̴̦̘͓͉͐͌t̵̟̯͔̜̣̙͛̈͝?̵̝̦̆̊́̌ý̵̡̢̼̘͉ő̶̭͂̎͘ṷ̸͙͊͆̒̚w̷͓̄̆̓̇͠͝ḁ̸̟̝͚́̉͆̈́̈́̏n̵̜͇͚͐̑̿̈͒͝t̵͓̟͚͇̔̏̚͝?̷̻͍̄͐͂ You Want ?
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(It gurgles something under its breath. Limbs grapple and wrestle with one another. It rolls on the ground in a heaping mass.) O̶̞͌̓͋U̸̡̩̿̀͝ ̵̞͊̈́Ă̴̳̤̰̍̕N̵͖͌͠Ḓ̵̡͙̕ ̶̲̰̱̉̀̈́ ̷͇̺̾W̴̉̂̄͜Ḩ̴̳̳͌̽Á̸̟̔T̸͈͍͗̿Ē̴̗̐V̸̝̻͆̑̀N̸̨͘̕͠ ̴̥͉̥̋́͂Ÿ̸͎͙͠ͅǑ̴̻͝Ȗ̶̹́̆'̴̞̻̱̾̎̈́L̸̦̪͒L̶̡͔̞͊̈́̾ ̴̣̇͋͒M̷̩͕̃̽͆͜E̷̛̓͜ͅÃ̴̰̗̖Ȅ̷̟͝T̶̳̿̈͝Ĥ̵̯͔͘I̸̽̀͜͠N̸̖̈́Ğ̸̼͆ ̷̩͖͗̋̆Ţ̴̞̳̃́͊O̴͚̬͛ ̸̠̗̓M̵̩̹͂̚E̷̢͆͒̇ ̵̈ͅͅ ̷̳̠̌͝Í̶͇̹͍ ̸̞̒̾̕A̸͈̤̿͜M̶̫̳͗̏ ̵̨̺͎͒T̸͇͎̤͋̈́́I̵̖̰͐R̸̫̲̙͗͌̉Ḙ̶͋̚&*as*&tgÉ̸̲̞͉Ị̴͠N̷̬̄Ǵ̵͕̯͈͆ ̴̊͜ͅU̸̝͆̕͝R̷̠̞̹̊ ̷̺̪̗̕Ẅ̷̨́̈́Ȏ̵̮̗̘̀̈́Ȑ̶͖̟̊̀T̷̠̐̅Ḩ̷̟͎͝L̸̗̺̈́E̶̮̅S̸̘̽S̶̩͙̑ ̵̛̰B̸̩̅̒O̸̖̪̊̀͝D̶͎̂Y̷̡͈̟͌ ̷͓͚̌̿̉ ̴͎͈͊̕M̵̌͒ͅÂ̵̬͊̅Y̸̥̎̏B̸͓̟̦̃̀̾E̸̟̲̟͗̂ ̷̺̓͒T̴̞͂͗H̶͓̤͔͗̀E̶̻̭̓͝ ̴͎͈͊̕M̵̌͒ͅÂ̵̬͊̅Y̸̥̎̏B̸͓̟̦̃̀̾E̸̟̲̟͗̂ ̷̺̓͒T̴̞͂͗H̶͓̤͔͗̀E̶̻̭̓͝N̸̨͘̕͠ ̴̥͉̥̋́͂Ÿ̸͎͙͠ͅǑ̴̻͝M̴̨̘͙̀̌́ ̴̤̼̍̈́Y̷͔̿̚Ŏ̸͙̳͆̌ͅU̸̝͆̕͝R̷̠̞̹̊ ̷̺̪̗̕Ẅ̷̨́̈́Ȏ̵̮̗̘̀̈́Ȑ̶͖̟̊̀T̷̠̐̅Ḩ̷̟͎͝L̸̗̺̈́E̶̮̅S̸̘̽S̶̩͙̑ ̵̛̰B̸̩̅̒O̸̖̪̊̀͝D̶͎̂Y̷̡͈̟͌ ̷͓͚̌̿̉E̷̮͚̓R̶̛̙ ̷̟̺̆͊I̷̧̍ ̸̧̗̞̓͑C̴̮͔̤̓̕͝A̵͙̒̚͠N̷̼͆͝Ȗ̶̹́̆
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(Something snaps the line. The rage flings itself out of the water and thrashes. It's putting up a fight. Jaws snap. Teeth flash.) p̴̛̻a̶̢̿ṱ̸̉ḣ̴͍e̵̪̿t̴̠̿i̸̪͐c̴̖͝ ̷̞͠c̶̳͛r̸̛̤e̸͓͝A̷̞͝T̵̩͠Û̴͍R̸͉͛Ě̸͔ ̶͕̕Ḯ̶͓ ̸̲̓Ṣ̵̚Ĥ̴͖O̸̪̍U̴̼̍L̴̳͠D̷̛̻ ̸̻̚K̴̮̄I̵̭̎L̵̪̅Ĺ̶̺ ̸̬̉Y̴̝͂O̶̞͌̓͋U̸̡̩̿̀͝ ̵̞͊̈́Ă̴̳̤̰̍̕N̵͖͌͠Ḓ̵̡͙̕ ̶̲̰̱̉̀̈́T̶̙̪̘̓̈́A̶̠̔͜Ḱ̶̫̦͉͠Ë̸̗͖́͛̽ ̷͇̺̾W̴̉̂̄͜Ḩ̴̳̳͌̽Á̸̟̔T̸͈͍͗̿Ē̴̗̐V̸̝̻͆̑̀E̷̮͚̓R̶̛̙ ̷̟̺̆͊I̷̧̍ ̸̧̗̞̓͑C̴̮͔̤̓̕͝A̵͙̒̚͠N̷̼͆͝ ̴̪͚̅̃͌ͅF̴̧̈̇̓R̵̼͆Ơ̷̤̯͘M̴̨̘͙̀̌́ ̴̤̼̍̈́Y̷͔̿̚Ŏ̸͙̳͆̌ͅU̸̝͆̕͝R̷̠̞̹̊ ̷̺̪̗̕Ẅ̷̨́̈́Ȏ̵̮̗̘̀̈́Ȑ̶͖̟̊̀T̷̠̐̅Ḩ̷̟͎͝L̸̗̺̈́E̶̮̅S̸̘̽S̶̩͙̑ ̵̛̰B̸̩̅̒O̸̖̪̊̀͝D̶͎̂Y̷̡͈̟͌ ̷͓͚̌̿̉ ̴͎͈͊̕M̵̌͒ͅÂ̵̬͊̅Y̸̥̎̏B̸͓̟̦̃̀̾E̸̟̲̟͗̂ ̷̺̓͒T̴̞͂͗H̶͓̤͔͗̀E̶̻̭̓͝N̸̨͘̕͠ ̴̥͉̥̋́͂Ÿ̸͎͙͠ͅǑ̴̻͝Ȗ̶̹́̆'̴̞̻̱̾̎̈́L̸̦̪͒L̶̡͔̞͊̈́̾ ̴̣̇͋͒M̷̩͕̃̽͆͜E̷̛̓͜ͅÃ̴̰̗̖N̵̢̺͚̿̊ ̷͙̩̾̋Ș̸̺͝Ơ̷̤̳̲M̷̍͜͠Ȅ̷̟͝T̶̳̿̈͝Ĥ̵̯͔͘I̸̽̀͜͠N̸̖̈́Ğ̸̼͆ ̷̩͖͗̋̆Ţ̴̞̳̃́͊O̴͚̬͛ ̸̠̗̓M̵̩̹͂̚E̷̢͆͒̇ ̵̈ͅͅ ̷̳̠̌͝Í̶͇̹͍ ̸̞̒̾̕A̸͈̤̿͜M̶̫̳͗̏ ̵̨̺͎͒T̸͇͎̤͋̈́́I̵̖̰͐R̸̫̲̙͗͌̉Ḙ̶͋̚D̷͈̂̆͜͝ ̷̱̀̃Ǫ̴͖͝F̸̖̳̌͠ ̵̼̱̗̈́́̒Ḃ̴̩̐͆É̸̲̞͉Ị̴͠N̷̬̄Ǵ̵͕̯͈͆ ̴̊͜ͅṬ̴̙̺̉̄͘Ö̵̘́̃L̸͉̗̎͘D̶͙̒̑̂ ̷̺͛Ñ̴̪̞͋͘ͅO̷̳͊̏̎
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
̶m̸a̵k̶e̷ ̴a̸ ̶b̵r̶i̵d̷g̵e̶ ̸t̶o̸ ̴y̶o̴u̸r̶ ̶s̸s̷y̶n̶a̵p̴s̵e̶s̶.̸Synapses (It gurgles. This being can't feed it anything. It's okay... It trembles. It feels g̷o̸o̴d̴ to tremble.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
I̵M̴ ̷I̸m̷ ̷ ̷so sorry... ̸i̷t̶ ̷i̵s̴ ̷Worse ̸w̴o̴r̸s̶e̷ ̶t̵o̷ ̴b̵e̵ ̵n̶u̵u̸m̶b̸ ̵Numbt̶h̸a̷n̷ ̶i̷t̷ ̷i̸s̷ ̷t̸o̴ ̴toh̶u̸r̶t̴ (It halts. Licking tongues and swinging pendulums stop with it. A ghost of empathy rushes by it. It shivers. It feels good to shiver.) i̵ ̵c̴a̷n̵ ̵t̶r̸y̶ ̸t̴o̵ ̶s̴t̶i̷t̴c̶h̷ ̶t̵h̶e̴ ̵w̴o̶u̵n̵d̵Wound, my . mmy boy.
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(Not hurt? Not hurt? Something swims through the tar and tries not to rot away too soon.) (Not hurt. What?) (Numb?) (It inhales deeply. The sound gets caught on phlegm and crackles like a whip.) (It smells no nerves.) ẁ̵̛̼̲̣̗̀̀̆̉͋̀̈́̈̓͐̽̂͆̍h̵͕͇̤̟̻͍̖̖͛̊̂̅̉̽e̷̮̝̥̹͚̗̘̘͍͇̝̰͇͈̦̙̽̋͂̃͒̂̂̀̚͝r̴̨̛̥̙͙͎̠̝͔͖̞̖̤̹͎̳̭̍͛̈͛͌͒̍͜͠e̷̡̨̢̱̮̲͈̙̟̖̺̿̉͌̅̂͜ im ̶͍͖̫̳̈́̐͜ȁ̴͎̻̪̹̦̭͕͔̍̿̾̐̀̐̇͋͊̋́̍̀͘͝r̸̗̝͓͎̝͚̀͒̾̋̚͝ë̸̢̛̛̥͔͔͇̯̣̣͋̌͝͝ ̶̢͓̟̼̬̒ÿ̵̢̘͕̘̳̭̀̉̎̾̈͘ǫ̸̡̥̞͔̬͕̙̯̮̫̼͎̫̪͎̇̑̇̈́͐̂̐͆̾̏͠ȗ̵͓̠̰̯͍̯̅ṛ̷̡̗͕̦͈̯̦̳̻̞͉̜̙̞̔̂̒̈́͊͐͒̿ͅ so sorry ̸̢̘̄́͛n̶̪̣͆̄̂́́̄̽̿͗̀͂̓̓͐̍̍͘ȅ̷̢̡̦͚̬̯̹̹͓̘͕̺͔̰͇̆r̵̘͆͐͑̏͒̈́̎́́͛͑̀͠͠v̶̙͚̰͚̌̌̏̽̆̔̋̀̅̈͌͗͝ͅe̸̘͍̦̯̼̺͚̍̏͋͝ş̷͉͍̮̼͙̙̗̭̱̪͓̦̮͋͌̓͜͜ where are they (It is getting closer.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(Its body suddenly crackles and shifts. It lurches forward a few feet. A carcass smells of distant memory.) (Carcass. Carcass) C̴̰̀͂̎͗̋̀̓́̑̒̏̌L̵̬̲͎̀̐̈́̇̈́̊̔͒̚͜͠͝Ơ̴̧̮̫͈̹͓̺̯̺̟̺͍̹̙͐̅́̀͒͊́̇̆̏̽̈̇̚͝ͅSȄ̶̡̧̟̘͙͚̮͚̖̪̫̫̭̠̺̇́̈́͗͗͗͊͠͝R̵̰̦̱̠͇͆̍̈̾̄DONT COME ANY CLOSER ̴̨̧͕̱̠̰̜̥̳͖͖̤̼͓̬̈́̊͂̾̇̓͐̓̓͘̕͜͝ͅ ̸͕̦͙͇̟̙̱̯̲̊Y̴̘͉̦͚͔̎̊̆̒̍͗Ơ̷͙̤̊̌͒͐̐̂̇̂͋͠Ų̸̡̙̲̫̰͑̔͋͝ ̵̧͕͙͍̩̲͋W̷̦̩͉̦͔͛́̌͐̈́͛̂̒̃̎̊͋̔̓̆Ó̶̡̢̗͖̥͔̦͉͎̲̬́̓̀NT FLEE ! FFLEEF̶̪̋̓͋̍̀́͝E̵͍̹̜̦͍̞̼̝͌̎͐̄́͘EL̸̨͇̘͍̤͖͍̪̞̺̦͉̀̏̓̈́̆̆̿̔̎̓RUN YOU POOR ̷̧̢̛̹̬̰͇̞̖̬̯͇̼͍̥̭͑͒̋͒͛̐̽̄͂̅̃͆̾ͅͅA̶̡̛̛̤̜̳̗̣̗͉͓̮̣͋͂̋̒̄͑̀̏́Ņ̴̨̟͕̭͉͍̰̙̺̲̟͂͐͌̈́̀Y̵̛͔̆͂̽̈́͐̃͗̓̄͑̎̿͋̿̊̕T̵̡̢̛̼̖̣̟̦͔̿̐̓̑̆̌̈̈́̐̀̄̚͠͝͝ͅͅH̶̢͓͍̪̪̱̟̼͋̋̊̿̚Į̸̙̝̝̬͈͇̄Ň̶̨̰͖̙̣̞͇͍̠̯̳͆͆̽́̽͗G̴̢̻͙̩̙͈̘̹̱͙̀̅̀͗̈́͊̓̇̅̃́̓̐ ̵͖͕͍̘̹͎͐̃͒͛̈́̍̌̈͜DOG ̵̞̭̦͕̖̠̺̲͍̈̒̾̓́̋͂̄̎͆̈́͂̈́͑͊͠͝I̷̤̗͉̗̯̞̯̺͚͑̇̒̒̾͂̓̀̔͑̒̂͊͊͑͑͠ ̷̧̨͍͓͉̔̀̓̍́̀̔̓̈̉͋͌͐Ĉ̶̡͈͓͙̦̖̼̟͈͕̱̦̙̻͋́A̵̛̲̻̘̦̹͓͓̮͊͌͊̇͆̾̎̀͘̕͝ͅŅ̷͔͈̼̠̬͉̅̑̀͛̋͗̃̌̌̀̀͒͌͊͘̚͜͝ ARE YOU HURT?̶̡̧̛̝̤̞͖̼̝̞͔̦̘͖̼̪̥̿́̃͗͒̈́͗̚̕͜N̵̨̘̟̣͖̜͈̱̼̈́͐̔͒͊͑͌̌̓͂̽̈́̒̌̈͋̋Ư̴̪̹̹̹̈̿̌̉́̀̐̎͋͒̋͘͠MB ̵̮̩̻̜͎̖͉͚͖̻̩̓͒̊͒̍̿̑̊͛̈̄͛̊͘͝͝͝T̷̛͎̰̈́̓̅̍̂̊̒̊̏̆̽͑͐̕͠H̴̢̧͎̝̭̣̣̠̬̞͍̦̞̦̗́̓̈̈́͋͆͂͂̒͗́͘͘ͅE̴̢̡̝̹͓̥̻̟̓͌͋̀̓̂̃͆͛̆͝͝ ̴̡̨̜͖͙̩̙̪͍̼̭̩̺̘͛̀̇̋̀̑̃͘͝P̷̛̠͈͉͗̒̇̚Ą̴̬̰̮̳̈́͌͆̔̽̋͆̓̕̕͜͠Î̴̡̢̧̲̲̲̱͉̯̳̲̖̭̦͖͋̌̈́̕ͅN̷̛͚̫̠͙̖̳͉̤̗̟͓̬̈́͆̅͒̎̀̀͘͝ ̶̭̌͂̃̏̈͑̍̀̔͑͌̋͐͑͑̚͝ARE YOU ̸̨̦̝͔̼̎I̷͚̠̰͖͈̾͌̀̊̚͝L̶̢̯͙̮̹̣̟̉͌̓́̿L ̸̹̘͇̺͇͇̫͕͔̼̳̏̀̾̽͛͠G̷̛͚̜̬̟͈̺̪̬͙̓̐͒̎̈̇͒͂̀̾̿̈́́̀͝Į̴̢̨̥̮̪͎͕̹͚̜̹̜͖̻̫̪͊͒͛V̶͙̲̺̬̳͎̰̩̯̅̅Ē̸̤͚͖̙̽͛̊̅̏͆̋͑́̅̍́̏̚̕ HURT??̶̤͙̩͍̱̘̱̼̣̗̪̘͉͉̂͂̀͆̈́̔͆̽͑̈́͗̍̕͜͠͠͠͝Y̴̧̹̟͎̥͛̆͂͐́̓̔͆̔̃͒͗́̄̚Ö̴̢͎̭̩̫̳̜̤͍̬̺̯͖́͛̏͗̕U̶͕̳̭̐̃́̈́̅̅̅̐͐̈́̀́̈́͆̓͘͝UḾ̴͎̥̞̻̥͇͕̪̈́̊͂̓̊̂Y ̵̡̦̲͇̖̮͈̲̱͓͖̟̓̇̄̇̎͆̇̚P̵̡̛̳̪̪̺̤̽̃̏̈́̂̔͂́̓͜͝P̷̛̤̹̤̣̣͖̖͎͙̠̭̓̐̊̅̄͌̇̒̕͝E̴͙̞͕̙̒̑̋͗̾̍̔͂̽͌͑̍̋͂͛͝Ņ̷̟̭̪̤͚̞̘͈̗̱̀̕̚D̵̢̛̘̻̹̹̮̈́̈́̈́̑̾͐̃͋͐͊͐̑̀ULUPRETTY WATCH
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
c̴͓͖̱̮̫̱̈̀͒̉̒̔͐̀̄̎̆̿̃͑̀ò̷͓̯̄̓͐́́̅͘m̶̛͍̜̘͚͇̠̦̠͔̟̖̥̫̳̀̿̈́̈́̈̏̽̎̅̔̉͛̏͗̊̈́̿̆̇ͅĕ̷̛̮̱̲͎̮̟̖̙̳̠͂͊͆D.Don't ̵͓̍̀͂͌̈̓̔̓͋̉͋̑́̑̑͋̚͝͝c̵̖̹̰͒̏͛̊͊̿͌̀̿̓̇̽͛̎̚͘͘͠͝l̶̨̛̝̹̲̩͇̼͉̳͈̘̜̼̻͓̥̞̥͆̆̀̂̐̀̎͊͒̚͝ō̸̧̞̜̩̼̺͙̜͎͚̺̤̰͙̘͍͚̤̜͚š̶̛͕̜̟̞͎̙̘̬̟̲̌͛͆̆̾̀͌̒̌̃̒͋̾̋̾̌͘͜ę̶̧̡̡̰̟͍̻̣̳̖̮͖͒̒͑͠͠͝͠ṛ̶̫̭̟͓̿̀̎͂̉́́́͑̏̓̆̏͛̒̌͐͝ ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
Ì̸̙̬̩̆͛ẗ̴̻̘͉̈́̍̉͝s̸̰̦̺̣̉̅̌̀͒̕ ̵̝̼̫̍͛̓̋̈́̒͜r̶̺͚͔̻͙̺̓i̵̡̼͔̮̿̒̽̽̓͌͜g̶̗̣̪̫͎̮͆́̋h̵͕̦̪͉̄͊̄̔͑t̵̛̤͙͈͚̬̤̀͛̉̎̑ ̷̛̻͕͉̲͇͕̑̽͗͝ḩ̴͓̪̙͒̀ē̶͎͍͆̆r̶̨̥̜͙͇͕̚ẹ̵̢͉͇̟̑̽!̸̯̼̫͇̣̈̈̓͗Ì̴͙̰̍̃͝t̶͕̪̫̮̃͒͋̄̓͘s̷͔̙͕̔̓ ̸͖͈̤̩̗̯́́r̷̢̓͂̂ȉ̵̧̼͎̄͛̆g̸̮̗͚͉̭̍̑h̶̡̙̫̾̑̆t̷̬͑̆̿̂ ̸̬̩̭̱̈́͠h̶̢̺̟̊̑̈́è̵̛̖̼̞́̒̚r̶̛͕͑͌̅̈ḙ̸̹͕̮̣̜͊̾͛͒́͘!̴̡͔͙̦̞̅͜I̸̹̣̥̦̟͖͊̃̑͌̔t̷̡̛̛̜͓͇̠̓̽͂͜͠s̶̛͉͆̓̕̕ ̴̝̦͕̬̼͓̀r̵̡͍̬͚͎̐̆̃͠i̵͉͔̬͒̀̿̄̔ǧ̸̺̳̜̤̩̥͆̈́͂h̵͇̻̾̑̄t̵̼̹́̎̾̿͘̕ ̸̧͓̤̠̝̝̎̄͠ẖ̵̢̔ẹ̶̠͖̍͗̚r̷͓̟̒̈́ͅe̶̡̮̦͒̄͒!̶͎̥́̑͋̓͝I̴̙̫̔̇̒͠ͅt̶̤͛̿̃̐̽̊s̷̘̈́̒ ̶͖̞͓͍͋̀̉̚ȑ̶̼̗̅̋̚͝ͅi̶͈̥̦͎̰̔̆̕g̵̡̨̹̮̣͛̋̋̔̂ḩ̴͉̟͇͈̓̈́̀̃͝͝t̷͚͙͓͍͗̍ ̵̢̜͗̑̅̆̋͑h̶͔̠̠̞̼̄̋̎̿̀͠e̴̢̧͙̝̻̜͗̌̚r̶̘̹̠͚̅̇ĕ̶͈͖̞͓̘̙̑͂͗̿!̸̡̞̫̬͔͋̓̑͗Ì̷̢̜̥̗̰̐͛̒̉͜t̸͔͕͙͇̳̃̈́͐ͅš̴̼ ̸̳͍͎̥́̍͒̾ͅr̷̙̰̔i̷̢͈̰͕͍̰͗̈́͂̓ġ̶̡̝̲͌̆̿̂h̶͍̟̓́̀̂ṫ̵̨̥̗̥̦̝͆͒͝ ̴̧͉̈͋h̶͍̥̩̝͙̰̕͝e̴͎̭̫̭̹̰̔̄ṛ̸̾̍̂é̸̺͈̗̲̿̍̓͝!̵̤͚̐̈́́͒ͅI̸̧̦̞̍͛͐͘t̶̨͉̤͎̣͗͋̕͠ś̸̢͎͔̔̂̉͌́ ̷͚̠̙̉̒̏͊͘̕r̷̛͖̟̮͍̀̋̀ͅi̶̧̳̻̪̰͑̉̇͑̈́͘g̸̨͕̯̻͇͛͋͒̓̅h̸̛͎̜̗͔̃ṯ̷̢̨̩̻̹̓̀͌̅̈́̂ ̴̨̺̟̱̒́͂̅͒͠ḩ̵̖̞̘̈́̍̇̀̚e̸̮͌̐̈̈̅͠r̸̨̦̟̗̎̀͜ę̷̯̙͖̯̾̾́̈́͐!̸̠̟͖̥͆̓͠I̶̬̿͋t̷̻̹̲̂̃s̶̰̲̜̟̬̬̐̎̽̚͝ ̸͙̤̃̐̈́̆̐̃r̵̖͙͂́̌̾ī̷̡͍̪̒̚g̸̨̜͇̖͊̾̅̽̚͝h̴̦͓̮̆͌̃͒͘t̵͖̠͈͖̞͛̒́ ̷̹͍̾̆h̴̻͉̮̮̪͂̅͐̄̎ḙ̸͚̱͂̓r̶̳͆̔̽̚ȩ̸̲̮̪̊͒̍ͅ!̴̰̓̇̾ ̷̳̰͛͂͌ ̴̪͉̺̹͚͓̔͐̿͐̕y̵̹͚̪̕͝ǒ̶͖̖̝ͅu̴̡͈̱̯͔̔̋̉̃ ̵̼̗̇w̴̜̘̗̳̾̌ͅà̷̧̬̘̖̌̐n̴̡̧̡̧̝̤̚t̶̻̞̣̠̀?̸̈̆͋̐̆̚ͅỷ̵̳̯͠ǒ̸̞̗̫́̋͒͝ù̶̓̊͠ͅw̸̘̥̗̙͐͆̓́͋à̶̞͔͍̥̀̇̌͜n̵̺̘͋́̊̃̽̚t̴̢̖̿͊̓͐̌?̵̡̦͇̩̾y̸̨̱̎́̎̈́̽͝ö̵̢̱͙́͒̓͊̀ü̸̧̲̠͓̣͖͋ẁ̴͇̲̝͐̌͜ą̴̘͗̾̈́͗͛̓n̴̦̘͓͉͐͌t̵̟̯͔̜̣̙͛̈͝?̵̝̦̆̊́̌ý̵̡̢̼̘͉ő̶̭͂̎͘ṷ̸͙͊͆̒̚w̷͓̄̆̓̇͠͝ḁ̸̟̝͚́̉͆̈́̈́̏n̵̜͇͚͐̑̿̈͒͝t̵͓̟͚͇̔̏̚͝?̷̻͍̄͐͂ You Want ?
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
what a pretty watch
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(Its form is much smaller than he is now.) (It wonders where the arms are. It takes a few wobbly steps forward.) i . dont feel good (Its face contorts into what it thinks is a grimace. A drum sounds from within its body over. and over. and over.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(It sees his arms. It whines with child discomfort. It can feel the sweat on its face, dripping down black and yellow.) pa!. P (Arms reach forward in its mind, reeling from their hibernation and vibrating in and out of focus. They're meant to guide.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(Its voice slows and several other pipes crumble. It is isolated. Easier to hold and understand.) ive . . . bad knees these days ha ha ha (Laughter bubbles up from a waking nerve.) (An anchor sinks to the bottom and allows the sea to grow firm to hug the swaying boat for now.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(A tingling hide dotted with screaming wasps subsides. The fever is reduced. The swelling goes down.) boy . . .
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
f.Fff̷.̶ ̸f̸o̵r̶g̴i̷v̴e̵ ̶m̸e̶ my . . . mmy . . (Eyes fall away from their haze and shine themselves on threaded blue fabric.) (At another glance in the boy's direction, a surge of soothing coolness runs through it.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
. . . . . .❗️ (Something tells it to scramble to its feet in order to set a good example. Oh!) (Shaking legs tremble like a newborn fawn. It curses politely to itself, lips moving against their will.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(It is suddenly acutely aware of how dry its mouth is and how hot its forehead feels.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
(A clock ticks away the seconds. The minute hand strikes the nerve just right.) .p. . pa . (The word falls from a newborn's lips as it simply moves muscles in a way that feels right. Mimicry of a distant memory.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
ḿ̶̧̢̨͍͙̟̰̰̩̟̥̋͑̂̄̇̌̽̈́̽̔ͅm̴̡̧͍̩̯͍͍͈͙͉̫̖̟͚̘͉̠͉̠͈̼̗͖̥̙̋̎̇́̌͐̽́̀͒̍̎̐̎͑̽̀͛̎̕̚̚͠ ̸͔͍̱̦̻̱͌͊͌̉͐͂̽̈̌̀͘͝.̶̧̢̬̮͙͕͎̝̦̙̣̭̪̝̼͖̮͓̰̺͕̠͓̱̭̈́̊͐̈́̒̒̄̓̒̒̈́̀̓͂̈́̊̆̊͊̏͒̇̍̇͆̚̚̕ ̴̧̛̞̖̠̻̹͇̤̰͍͓̻͓̬͚̪̞͍͚͓̻͎̈̌̔̐̾̎̐m̸̺̪͙̣̠̦̼̦̰̝̰͆̀͒̒̉̉̽͛̌̂̐̓̔̾̍̈́͘̚͘̚̚̚͝m̸̺̘̄̊̇̾̏̑͑̈́̀̃́̆͐͌͊͗̓͗͂̑͗͂̕͘̚͠͠m? (My boy. The generous and warm lilt melts its ears. It sinks into itself a little.) (It knows this. From somewhere. Something wrings within and squeezes out predetermined grief at the urge it feels to lunge.) m .'mm i (It should remember. Softened hands cling to the ground below.)
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███████ @thependulums.bsky.social · 19/05/2025
s̸̫͔͎̓o̷̪̥̓m̷̮̥̟̌͑͜e̵̹̜̓t̵͎̝͊́̏h̶͎̃́i̴̢̝̯͑̀n̶͈͍̜̒͑̌ͅǧ̸͖̝ I CAN'T SEE YOUp̴͎̜͆̈́́r̸̹͐ï̶̯̒m̷̞̅͑̇̈i̶̧̺̺̘̾̾̅ẗ̷͍͐̎i̶͑͋̓͜͝v̵̋̒͂͜͜e̴̤̅̓͝ ̸͓̼̰̀͊a̶̟̦̱̓n̸̨͈̉͐̊d̸̦̹̜̽̄͜ ̷͎̮̩͌̚ṕ̶̱̺r̴͓̊͠i̷̬̻̦̓̅̔͘m̵̡̳̂͊̈́͘o̴̤̝̓̏͝r̴̫̝͉͂d̷͉̻̹͍̾̕i̶̎̈́̄͜ã̵͔͓̲̠͌͌l̵̮͌͊́̈NO MORE ̷͈̬̲̖̀͑̇̚w̷̢̅ï̶̲̱̞͝ẗ̴͚̪̯́͆̎ĥ̵̗̹̯̺̏͂̎ ̸̨̺̏f̵̧͇̫̽̒͘l̴̠͐̓ẻ̷̦̯͐͂͊ͅc̸̲̻͔̄k̷̟̔́̋̚ś̴̙͠ ̷͍̦̫̳̎ơ̷̺̰̒f̸̞̩̦̳̆̐͘͠ ̵̧̈́̿̚̚f̵̘̮͇̌̈̒͌r̵̰̐̊ȩ̷̝̣̱̈́́s̷̺̀̽̿͊h̸̢͉͙͍̀͛ ̷̩͓̫͊̌͝b̴̬͖̣̠͂͋̀͠i̷̼͉̊ŗ̶̬͖̼̊t̴̳̙̄͊͛̕h̵̛̦̓ ̵̲̩̤͋̾ ̴̱̟͍͒́͌s̷̯̞͒ǫ̴̡̮̚m̴̛͈͎̯̘̽̂e̴̯̐͌t̶͔͍͍͛͋̕h̴͎͇̼͐̔̄ì̴̢̻͍n̴͍̠̣͔̐̊̓̇g̷͉̍͘ PLEASE! SOMETHING ELSE ̸̖̭̙̝̾͐t̶̡͓̏̔̀͝ͅẖ̵̈̌̇a̷̪̓t̴͓́ ANYTHING BUT THAT ̷͙̞̆ͅẘ̴̰̖͚̐̂i̴̙͓̦͒͆̌͜l̴͉̹͇̊l̵̤̺͙̑̔͝ t̵̨̳̖̻̓a̵̗͇̫̤̅̈́́͑k̴̩̣̱̰̑͂ę̶͜͠ t̴̤͕͆̌͛̑h̴̫̣͇̥̎̌̀͝ȅ̸̡̡͖̤̒́ ̸̨̨͇͊̑̀͘h̴̰͚̾e̸͋͜a̴̬͑͝d̶̬̫̻͎̀͒̅͊ã̸̧̠̲͘c̵̮̫͐̏h̶̼̣͈͑̓͜ḛ̷͎̣̹̊̉̋LOUD ̶͕̋̑ã̸̼͉̫͚͒̇͐w̶̢̝͂̍͒̉ą̴̨̹̀ͅy̸̡̟̻̟͌̄͑͝ ̷̼͖͎̈́̍̉͌ ̸̰̺́̈̊͜͝s̷͚̏̎͠o̶̞̰̙̓͋͌̀m̵̜̍́ȩ̴̤̈́̎͠t̶̳͚̳̀h̷̯̄̀̿͘ï̸̙̹̱͐̚͝n̴̤̓̾g̴̝͈͊̾SETTLE ̸̹̹͖͋̆͊́s̸̳̔͜ö̴͖̩̼́͘͝ ̶̟̮̏̀̓̒a̵̹̺̋̕ņ̴̰̃̓̇c̶͚̩͖̉̈̿͆i̸͖͈̗͐̂͌͘e̷̤͉̗̐̊͘͜ǹ̷̨͙͚͈͝t̴̤̩̠̿ TA TA TAA TA TA TA ̶̖͂ṭ̸̳̦͆̐̕̚h̴̢͕͐a̷͚̕t̶̥͂͠ HEAL̷̟̲̙͗̍̓̕ǐ̵̬͌t̸̲̳̱̯̀͒́ ̸̜͉̬̂̅̚̚r̷̹̊̿ẽ̸͈̗͓̕͝m̴̨͖̘̩̀̇̕ơ̷͍͉̒v̸̭̈́͒e̴̪̺̗̹̒̄s̴̺̆̈́̏ HE I TOO LOUDARE SEPTICt̶͓͓̋̑ḧ̷͕̼́͗̀̔e̶̻͒̓͝ROT ̸̡̠͍̞͂t̷̬͉̒̀̅͂ő̵̻̜̲n̶̢̬̦̩͌͆g̷͖̣̍u̶͓͓͖̮̇̈̈ē̷̝̞̠̃ ̴̠̆͝͝CANCERf̵̜̥͋̀o̷͔̣͛͛͠r̸̼̲̹̀ ̷̨̃̊ĝ̸̬̼͚͍̓ǫ̵̗̩̊̆͂̾o̶̻͗D
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