Some disturbing emo would be good right about now.
CARAS! Goddamnit, what the hell are these?
[[Ross stumbles down the street, his hands awkwardly thrust together, dark nettles encircling them.]]
I offered to help you. You will never get anywhere without me. None of you characters--
[[He shakes his arms, but the thorns remain stuck into his wrists.
Suddenly, his knees give way and he's on the ground, fighting to keep his hands close to him, his smile never wavering all the while.]]
I did it. I brought her back...tried to take that girl away...in the form of...Dale. She said she hated me. She's not Dale, but hearing those words out of Dale's lips, watching her pull away, watching everything slip out of my grasp, she became Dale.
It does no good, Raven. I still control your every breath, but...older. Wiser. Why didn't I let myself win?
Dale hates me. She hated me before I was transported here, and she will hate me after.
It does not matter. People's feelings do not matter. These characters go through the motions of feeling, but they aren't real.
When she comes, I will have it ready for her. The entire town under my control.
Once he leaves.
Goddamn.
[[ooc: so Ross's plan went kablooey. He's gained three livid enemies, and Caras doesn't trust him enough to work for him and put the nettles around his wrists. If he tries to grasp anything, his hands fall off.
He's understandably a little pissed off about this.]]
[[Ross stumbles down the street, his hands awkwardly thrust together, dark nettles encircling them.]]
I offered to help you. You will never get anywhere without me. None of you characters--
[[He shakes his arms, but the thorns remain stuck into his wrists.
Suddenly, his knees give way and he's on the ground, fighting to keep his hands close to him, his smile never wavering all the while.]]
I did it. I brought her back...tried to take that girl away...in the form of...Dale. She said she hated me. She's not Dale, but hearing those words out of Dale's lips, watching her pull away, watching everything slip out of my grasp, she became Dale.
It does no good, Raven. I still control your every breath, but...older. Wiser. Why didn't I let myself win?
Dale hates me. She hated me before I was transported here, and she will hate me after.
It does not matter. People's feelings do not matter. These characters go through the motions of feeling, but they aren't real.
When she comes, I will have it ready for her. The entire town under my control.
Once he leaves.
Goddamn.
[[ooc: so Ross's plan went kablooey. He's gained three livid enemies, and Caras doesn't trust him enough to work for him and put the nettles around his wrists. If he tries to grasp anything, his hands fall off.
He's understandably a little pissed off about this.]]