shitposting rave 2, electric boogaloo

Hey I'm plenty safe where I'm at.
Pulling the strings from behind the scenes is not the same as being stuck in the playwright's place. I have to reach the strings to make sure things go your way, beloved directrice.

 

As I've said, deskwork.

 

A hundred miles away from any loose end I might grasp and pull on to finalize your genius design!
Unraveling the ungrateful is not a task best tackled with stapler bludgeons and paper cuts.
It requires a more hands-on approach and a delicate servo on the scene to conduct the forces
Or else the symphony will fall apart. Am I not the first violin to your conductor, beloved?
The First Violin can't stay confined to the tuning chamber out of misplaced caution.
He must stride out into the spotlight and take the bow on behalf of all the performers.

 

(Apostasia cups Switchblade's and leans her forehead on his)
Switch, I trust you with my life, and I know you're hard to kill
We all are. After all we've been through.
But we did not get here by ignoring the unknown variables.
And a Sparkling would be a huge one. And make you a target.
Even more than you already are by virtue of being my enforcer.
Even more than you already are by virtue fo being my love.
...
I guess I'm just afraid to lose you.

 

I'm never having sparklings.

 

Agreed.

 

-he leans into her touch with a small smile-

 

My temporary knowledge of the future granted to me by this space tells me that I cannot seed or bear sparklings, because-

Oh.

That's disturbing.

 

Oh no!
Is- is it something fixable- Is it something you'd want fixed to begin with maybe I should start there but... Would that be something I could help with should you choose to seek a solution to your problem?

 

No. This is not a problem that can ever be resolved.

 

Oh. I'm. I'm very sorry? I'm sure you would've made a wonderful Carrier or Sire. Um. I'm sure a lot of Sparklings with more precarious circumstances would appreciate you taking them in if you so chose? Not that i want to presume! But if you had actually wanted Sparklings... they are very delightful!

 

Perhaps. @Silverweave of Helex would need to be fine with it. I'd need to be better.

 

Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead to share with the worms that gather in the darkness and surround the world with the power of their lives while from the dimlit halls of other places forms that never were and never could be writhe for the impatience of the few who never saw what could have been.

 

*happily yips*

 

The words are parsing but the composite meaning is not. Rephrase?

 

[words sprouting like fungus from the walls]

[unfurling, written by an unseen hand, traced out, distinct]

In the black water with the sun shining at midnight, those fruit shall come ripe and in the darkness of that which is golden shall split open to reveal the revelation of the fatal softness in the earth.

 

And God said, let there be light, and there was light.

 

...An intriguing challenge, and an even more intriguing communication style.

Wait. God? Is this a religious thing?

 

And God said, let there be light, and there was light.

 

I am not at ease, nor am I quiet; I have no rest, but trouble comes.

Where lies the strangling fruit that came from the hand of the sinner I shall bring forth the seeds of the dead.