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[di-stri]

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→→→xxxplease refrain from posting!

hey there! i'm di-stri, previously dudetier. this is my writing thread. [speaking of writing - if you know the comic from which my username comes, you're probably rather uncomfortable with the fact i'm not Talking how I probably should be. maybe one day i'll fix that.] as a warning, some of it can be pretty dark and/or triggering! i've tried to make sure i didn't post any cussing or self harm scenes, but if i slipped something up please don't be afraid to send me a pm.
as stated above, i'd be very greatful if you refrained from posting! if you have something to tell me, as also previously mentioned, please just shoot me a pm! thank you and have a great day :>

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[di-stri]

boo! this post is here just in case i have anything i decide i want to post immediately after the topic post

[di-stri]

lypophrenia [n.] a feeling of sadness seemingly without a cause
wanderlust [n.] a desire to travel, to understand one’s very existence
sanctuary [n.] a small safe place in a troubling world
metathesiophobia [n.] fear of change
verschlimmbessern [v.] to make something worse by a well-meaning but misguided attempt to make it better
escapism [n.] a mental desire to retreat from unpleasant realities through fantasy
polymath [n.] a person of wide knowledge or learning
dysania [n.] the state of finding it difficult to get out of bed in the morning
asinine [adj.] extremely stupid or foolish
drapetomania [n.] an overwhelming urge to run away
aesthetic [adj.] concerned with beauty or the appreciation of beauty.
calumny [n.] the making of false and defamatory statements about someone in order to damage their reputation; slander.

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JAKE: If squirreling me away in the calaboose like this is
payback for the way i behaved youve got to believe me i never
meant to hurt you jane! Im doing my best here and thats the
real simon pure... SCOUTS HONOR!!!

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if you are not very careful,
your possessions will possessyou,
TV taught me how to feel,
now r e a l life has no appeal
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i'm gonna live, i'm gonna fly,
i'm gonna fail, i'm gonna die,
i'm gonna live, i'm gonna fly,
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how can you look somebody in the eyes and watch them
become enveloped with fear and anger and pain as you
push their shoulders back? how can you take time out of
your day to make somebody feel terrible? how can you
take enjoyment out of suffering? i can only hope, without
falling into the spite you live off of, that whatever made
you what youve become does not keep you up at night -
but i do hope what youve chosen to do because of it tears
every inch of sleep from your rough, bloodied hands

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tw: self harm mention, drowning, drinking/smoking problem mention

It felt a little like he was drowning. There were too many things going on, too many happenings all at once.
He'd dipped his foot in an overactive life and decided to slip in before he even knew how to swim.
He'd survived, for a while now, on flailing and gasping for air at any possible moment. But that couldn't keep
him up forever. He was starting to get rather tired.
His relationship with his boyfriend was becoming taut. His friends were drifting, too caught up in their own
problems to realise how desperately he was trying to help both them and himself at the same time. His family
was breaking apart. His sister was smoking God knew what when she thought nobody was looking, and his
father hadn't really gone to work or any business meetings in months - in fact, he'd been fired a long time ago
and didn't have the heart nor the courage to tell anyone else before his retrenchment money ran out and he
couldn't pretend any longer. His mother, however, already had a sneaking suspicion, and the lipstick marks
on her husband's cheek and neck after he came home did not always go unnoticed - which he suspected led
to her surreptitious drinking problem.
He had to move house, soon. He had exams coming up which he hadn't studied for. Hell, to be honest, he
hadn't even listened in class. It was always hard to concentrate when he couldn't stop staring at the back of
the girl he had a crush on in primary school's head, knowing that in her mouth, sitting daintily on her tongue,
was a razor she'd pried from her school sharpener, and knowing well that the scratches on her upper thigh she
didn't mean for anyone to see weren't from her pet cat, as she so claimed.
His friend, someone he would never admit to frankly despising, clued him in on a gaggle of teenage girls who
had their eye on him when his relationship with his boyfriend finally went down the drain, which it was so
close to doing. He didn't care for most teenage girls. They were dumb, and loud, and hadn't yet managed to
fully grasp who they even were yet. Their identities were mosaics of fragments of people and pop stars they
idolised, bits of other human beings they liked and incorporated into themselves. They weren't real enough,
not yet, not to him.
His science project was also a flunk. An artificial intelligence, the first of it's kind. He'd done so well, had
it rapping on it's own and all, until his mother spilled alcohol on it accidentally in the dead of night and
blamed it on his father. He didn't know why she even bothered anymore. He knew everything. He knew too
much. Enough to manipulate people to do what he wanted until they eventually realised what was happening
and never spoke to him again.
But none of that mattered. Or maybe all of it mattered. It was all water, particles of hydrogen and oxygen
mixed with fine grains of salt. It stung his eyes, making them water at night until he reminded himself
nobody could know he was experiencing pain, not even himself. It stung his body, made it weak and tired,
but that was alright, because the fire in his muscles kept him going when nothing else would.
But his flailing in the water couldn't keep him up forever.
He needed to learn to swim, or float, or something that would keep him from going under.
But it was such a silly time to learn to swim on the way down.

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end, middle, beginning.

An egotistical protagonist becomes involved with a time-travelling cult leader - his time-travelling device (a gift from 'the gods') being a secret from all those he knows other than our protagonist. Our time-traveller _____ and our narcissistic protagonist _____ meet after [prot.] finds himself running from an assassin hired to kill him after he professed his business boss' secrets to another company for a hearty sum of money. [time trav.] cannot help but notice the resemblance between [prot.] and the earthly god he and his cult so worships. As such, he goes along with almost anything our protagonist says (even, for instance, breaking into his bureau and stealing his own file to destroy [and also trying to find the file of his assassin, but that one didn't quite work out with the level of security present]). However, when [prot.] tells [trav.] he wants to go further back in time and kill his boss, [trav.] simply cannot agree. A dead boss would mean no one would send the assassin, meaning [prot.] would never have even found himself in the hands of [trav.]. Stuck _________(no.) _______(years/months) in the past with a stubborn time-traveller who refuses to move them and a protagonist simply set on fixing his life, the two of them have no choice but to change. Our cult leader begins to realise maybe his god is a fraud after all, and our protagonist, trying to destroy the lives of others but accidentally saving others in the process, slowly becomes humbled by the realisation that he's messed up enough already and perhaps he was rather made for helping people and being a good guy. [prot.] realises, after many midnight stories from [trav.] that he is indeed [trav.]'s beloved god, and finds [trav.]s past self in the world theyre stuck in, and gives him the time-travelling device he stole from [trav.]'s future [now] self. past [trav.] lives on to think of [prot.] as a god, and current [trav.] and [prot.], both humbled by their experiences, decide to officially part ways [some time after old [trav.] got the device, even though the cult had already been begun some time before, worshipping [prot.]'s 'saving the world' and all that, except [trav.] would have had to have had time to get used to the device].

BEGINNING
-assassin hired to kill [prot.] for sharing business secrets
-meets [time trav.] while on the run
MIDDLE
-[trav.] finds [prot.] to be like his god, does whatever he says
-steal file etc etc whatever
-goes back in time to 'kill boss'
-doesnt even kill his boss
-[prot.] goes around tryin to destroy lives but saves others' instead oops
-[trav.]s all tellin him stories about [trav.]s god
-both r humbled or whatever, [trav.] starts to realise maybe his god is actually a fraud or a bag of gumnuts
-[prot.] is all, damn wait i am this kids god
-steals [trav.]s time travelling device, gives to old [trav.] to keep the timelines all together and whatnot
-they do something else
END
-decide to part ways

We're insane but not alone

"So this is it."
"It would appear to be."
He places his hand on the rail, cold under his fingertips, and looks up at his old friend. There's a fog that's rolled over that covers everything in a murky filter, almost like he's looking at the world from behind dirtied glasses. But this is real. Very real. He can hear the river rapids beneath him, flowing under the bridge he and his partner stand on. It's almost ironic, how he's going to leave his friend in the very same forest in which they'd met, under the very same dark clouds. This woodland had seen the two of them join together just minutes ago, and was now watching them part. Oh, how curious life was when it thought nobody was looking.

You hold on and let go

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