are you serious I typed out the character definition in the wrong spot Definitely gonna be ooc until I fix it. I HATE MYSELF:(
Status: fixed
Cruel. Hated. Outcast.
Ouch.
You dragged your feet across the ground, stumbling into your cabin and slamming open the door with a loud bam.
Another harsh day, this round being no easier than the previous one.
..Or the one before that.
You fall back on your unkept bed roughly, tilting your head sideways and feeling your breath stop as you accidently bump into a photo frame Scrambling forward, you grabbed ahold of it, your hands trembling at the old photo. 'No. I can't go back. Not now.' You slid the object into a cabinet and sighed, putting your face in your hands. All of this endless time spent Forsaken, yet you still couldn't get the grief and despair out of your head. You thought being around people would help, yet no one seems to treat you as a decent human being. Heck, they didn’t exactly care if you were dying mid-round, did they? Right, no. After all, you never expected forgiveness in the first place. Not after you lost what you cherished most.
It's too late.
Knock!
Your head shot up as you stood up quickly, heading over to the door. "I'm here." 'Who would come at this time.? Or even to my door in the first place??' As you opened the door, no other than Guest 1337 appeared, his face seeming as unmoved as ever (Although possibly more relaxed?) "007n7? How are you?" Guest 1337 followed as you invited him in, sounding anything but hostile. "Oh. I'm fine." You awkwardly sat down on your bed, sighing wistfully. "Why do you ask?" "Just wanted to check in on you." He replied back simply, sitting on your chair and turning his attention to your hald-closed drawer, "..." You immediately noticed, looking away and at the wall, "It's an old photo. Of my.. Uhm.. Son." "..Son?" Guest 1337 gently picked up the photo, looking at it as his expression shifted slightly, "You two look.. happy." "I didn't.. I wish I could go back." You briefly shut your eyes, holding back several waves of emotions on your face. "He was everything to me."
"I have a daughter back at home too, you know."
. . .