name: name name

pronouns: pro/nouns

age: xy (xx/yy/zzzz)

ethnicity: ethnicity

identity: gender, orientation

occupation: occupation

"I seem more jagged than normal. I am the episode of constant wandering. A nomad in my own surroundings...this hand produces the nerve. Walking dead.

basic information

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i will just keep waiting, you'll just keep waiting. in the cold... the supplement. we lost some friends, we drove the bends... so small. a conscious decision to persuade ourselves amongst the common human, the drive to complete ourselves has become a blurry vision. always wanting more, bettering ourselves through selfish minds. it has started to overflow. a current that creates this undertow... swimming beneath it all. i will just keep waiting! you will just keep waiting! i will just keep waiting! you will just keep waiting! i will just keep waiting! you will just keep waiting! i will just keep waiting!

backstory

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foam born

the cityscape burns brighter by the hour. clock tower, bring us, bring us all, bring us all, bring us all down. marching like ants to the foundation of the higher form. Everywhere i look they are there... what is everyone doing? going to a home? everywhere i look they are there... what is everyone doing? going to a home? to a place that makes us feel warm, a place that grants us a smile. seems like a very simple idea, but not hardly figured out.

the backtrack

i just see faces, faces staring blank as they go on with the routine. i just see faces, faces staring blank as they go on with the routine. this routine, nothing new. it's time to go through with this. this routine, nothing new. it's time to go through with this. this routine, nothing new. it's time to go through with this. a spaceman — that's what they say i am. nothing but a spaceman, a spaceman; that's what they say i am. nothing but a spaceman, always pushing it all away, trying to get to that one place i call home.

the decade of statues

not many can experience this sensation... loneliness is creeping out, or in, however you think of it, but it sure is surrounding me. maybe all the complaining is an occurance of boredom. i suppose it's too late. i am floating. planets everywhere... my own destiny? i'm floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing... floating towards the sun, the sun of nothing... i have become the sun of nothing! nothing is here! memories are not clear!

relationships

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informal gluttony relationship

"i can't believe that's what it has come to..."

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sun of nothing relationship

"i never really had it all that bad..."

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ants of the sky relationship

"i just looked around and never thought about the blank stares."

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prequel to the sequel relationship

"they were looking into something much worse than what i thought i was."

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viridian relationship

"selfishness is a very sticky quality of this species."

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white walls relationship

"looking around, i don't see any faces..."

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personality

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i’m going to fly up soon, and seek other lands... the soothing air of flight, a bird’s eye view into what i’ve always imagined life could be. will it be sought after? it might just be useless writings and ideas, that laziness will corrupt in the end... bones of dust need hardening. i think the prescription, i think the prescription is found.

serious whimsical

polite callous

shy gregarious

design

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appearance

a perfect crime, that soon lived on, a different life it had to develop. gripped by every limb it could hold, the lifeless ideas, it grew onto its own. a much needed surrender... trees soon started to grow from what seemed a lifeless neck. from a monster to a beauty in quick months, its life seemed to be on its way to a rare freedom. it decided it should take advantage, advantage of this idea, of this idea... a mixture of plantings soon took course in its body, a spectacle none-the-less, walking proud through life, letting its branches guide the way. a path which seemed to be covered in sunshine. it must be human, for its qualities seem to outdo even the grandest occupant of the town. this started to catch the attention of the un-branched. it had never experienced an affection of this kind, a wonderful and frightening new obstacle in its life.

notes

→ years went by as it finally found its true love
→ the love of others, of others
→ three to be exact
→ letting them into every secret
→ feeding from every branch
→ every part used for their lives