[ His Omen, granted, had never seen Wrench like this. They had only known one another for such a small amount of time. It didn't know what to do or how to help it only knew that something was going wrong and it could feel that something was getting worse but was again unsure how to stop it. Though it knew a few things, just by nature of being connected to him. And it could tell that Sharon was upset, too. But it, like Reggie, was awkward. ]
Iβ [ the omen sputtered out, trying to think of what else to say. Wrench on the other hand was trying so hard to get a grasp over whatever the fuck it was that was happening to him. Felt hard to breath, and there was a crackling under his skin like his wiring was malfunctioning (and he didn't actually have wiring!). Snaps of electricity; his fucking brain was overclocking maybe or. Everything felt tight. And hot. And he was so angry. About everything, about fucking everything.
Should his omen share what he knew? It didn't want to betray... ] you couldn't have known, but I think its a trigger because... well, because there's a reason he wears that mask. [ His omen is absolutely skittering away from the scene because it is not stupid and has some semblance of life preservation. ] his anxiety and paranoia aren't things he can just stop having, you see? i feel he might have misheard what you were intending to say. a lot of people with mental illness hear that, don't they? "just get better". but its this anxiety that makes him feel weak. and someβ [ other things...
Oh, no. That definitely got Wrench to turn around. With Lady in hand. He had been, perhaps, quietly panicking. And he looked really unwell. His skin almost looked... leathery and charred, as if his outfit had become his skin. display corrupted; voice corrupted. yes, his omen was right. that was exactly what he heard. 'get over it'. ] you shut the fuck up before i hammer you out of existence. And you.
[ coward. coward. go on and run away, run away. hide until it's all over. he looked at the door. then at sharon. cannot believe that he didn't add another exit. AGAIN. the dumbest fucking smart person in the whole god damn universe. that's him. fucking stupid beyond belief. ] don't fucking corner me Sharon.
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Date: 2023-06-06 04:40 pm (UTC)Iβ [ the omen sputtered out, trying to think of what else to say. Wrench on the other hand was trying so hard to get a grasp over whatever the fuck it was that was happening to him. Felt hard to breath, and there was a crackling under his skin like his wiring was malfunctioning (and he didn't actually have wiring!). Snaps of electricity; his fucking brain was overclocking maybe or. Everything felt tight. And hot. And he was so angry. About everything, about fucking everything.
Should his omen share what he knew? It didn't want to betray... ] you couldn't have known, but I think its a trigger because... well, because there's a reason he wears that mask. [ His omen is absolutely skittering away from the scene because it is not stupid and has some semblance of life preservation. ] his anxiety and paranoia aren't things he can just stop having, you see? i feel he might have misheard what you were intending to say. a lot of people with mental illness hear that, don't they? "just get better". but its this anxiety that makes him feel weak. and someβ [ other things...
Oh, no. That definitely got Wrench to turn around. With Lady in hand. He had been, perhaps, quietly panicking. And he looked really unwell. His skin almost looked... leathery and charred, as if his outfit had become his skin. display corrupted; voice corrupted. yes, his omen was right. that was exactly what he heard. 'get over it'. ] you shut the fuck up before i hammer you out of existence. And you.
[ coward. coward. go on and run away, run away. hide until it's all over. he looked at the door. then at sharon. cannot believe that he didn't add another exit. AGAIN. the dumbest fucking smart person in the whole god damn universe. that's him. fucking stupid beyond belief. ] don't fucking corner me Sharon.