Anchor up to me // Indi + Whit (clueplot)
Mar 24, 2020 18:18:20 GMT -5
Post by charade on Mar 24, 2020 18:18:20 GMT -5
B̵̗̥̥̄͒̈̈́͝ḽ̶̛̣̐̒̌͌͋̕ö̶̢̰̳̖̞͇̣͔́͌ọ̵̣͋͊̈́͆d̵̘̲̂̌̑̒̑̆͘.̸͖̭͎̘͚̘͈̄͜ ̸̭̘͎̺̍̂͒͋͛̔̓B̸̝̻͕̗̣̜̫̥͚̃̿̈́̈͂̔͌̑͘l̵̡̳̬͉͙͕̻͈̈́̍̆̔͗̎̆͒o̵̢͇̳̣̻̟̥̞̐̽̚͠͝ô̶͓̗̘̊ḍ̸̨̲̼̳̬̩̏̋̈́̕ ̸̢̛̳̺͎̟̟̃̅̅̈̉ȍ̶̧̨̨͕̹̤͠n̶̥̥̼̋̎̄͐̅̐̿͑̊ ̷̢͇͈̤̬̯̲͔̂̄̍͜t̷͕͈̰̖͔͇͔͙̬̔̈́́ḧ̴̲͚́͒͛̀e̶͓̜̜͎̔́͆ ̶̜̹̘͇̟́̎͌͝f̵̢͚͔̀̆͐̂̏̅̌͝l̶̨̖̲̲̟̞̬̃͒͒̒̔̅̚o̸̡̢̘͊͂̑̄̀͆o̷̢͎̰̱̱̳͈̦͑̐̾͗̄̕͠ṙ̸̠͎̖̋̓͒̔́̚.̷̡̙̣̯͉̈̎͑̾ ̶̺̙̺̓̈́͌̅̌͘͝͠B̸̧̪̩͚̗̼̘̀́l̶̛͉̬͔̰̞̔ȯ̵̝̦̯̭̙̞̻̏͛̆̈́̔̿͌ó̶̡̫̰̜̻̮͍̦̽̉d̷̡͎̳̜̲̊̍̏͋͌̃ ̶͍̭́́ç̶̧̺͇̱͚͍̂͂o̸͔̻̜͕̐m̶̡̡̼͎̟̰̗̼͙̔̐̿į̸͔̮͈̦̮̲̱̳̓̒̌̇̽n̴̨͍̩̫͎͋͝ͅg̷̜̘̦̀̈́̆͆̽́͠ ̸̖̙̤̻̬̆͝f̷̬͓͙͖͋͌̀̏͑́̽͜r̷͉͇̜̈̓̾͆̀͜͠o̶̥̻͎̜̓͂̎̋͐̓m̵̞̭͔͎͕̟̼͎̰̒͌̀̉͋̒̕̕͝ ̸̩͇̒͘P̴̧̤͇̖̞̘̦̝͂̇̃͆̇̀̒̕͘ǫ̶͍̟͕̠̩̜̺̠̔͆͐̂̏͘̕͝p̷̢̦̫͈̥̮͚̘̞̐̏̍̈́p̶̢͖̤̜̫͘͜ý̸̡̻̩̦̤̣̜̔͘͜'̷͈͍̇͊͆̅̈͊͆̂͠ş̴̡̧̼̣̲̊͋ ̶̢̱̜̱̜͔̠͎͎̿̋͆̎͛̕͝ṅ̶̨̩̹͈̟͎̥͐͐͒͝ę̸̥̞̜̤͋̑̂̈̆c̷̯̪̝͉͖̅̑̓͆̆̕k̵͖̀̂͆͝͝͝.̷̧̗̥̦̼̤̞̩̋͗̃̀͂ ̶̲͍͇̒̑̄͜B̷͔̘͍͇̭͔͗l̸̯̏͂̈́̚ǫ̷̦̼̫̍̐̎͋̓̚̚͝o̵̬̜̥̫̹̖̯̲̍͊̇̍̀̆̀d̵̢̜̫̺̰̭̙̬̪̏́̍͆͑̈́̕͠͠ ̴̙͕̘̰̠̟̟̥̏̓̍̈́̓̅͑͝͝c̸̛̙̒͛̇͠͠ǫ̵̫̥̘͕̤̼̒̋͌̃͘m̷̟͌̏̍͊ͅi̸̧̠̞̓͝n̶̮̪̳͌g̸͇̭̿ ̶̧̻̙̗̘̣̫͕̐̿̓̐͊͜f̷̢͉̮̞̙͇͑̉͋͐͂͊͘r̷̢̢̺͔̮̪͙̦͚̒̈́̎̑̊͘ô̴̢̡̩̮͈̘͗m̶̲̩͎̫͗ ̴͍̳͕̭̠̤̯̰͌͌̒̐͐̓́̚A̵͊̊́̇ͅm̷͎̲͆ṟ̷̢̧̬̣̻̌̾͛͂̌̊̿͠i̸̡͇̖̞͗̈̽͜n̸̝̹͙͎̮͇̏̊̅͜'̵̢̀̌̈͝ś̷̺̣̫̰̯͗̌̐͝ ̸̛̣̂̌̽̐h̵̲̻͈̝̭̱̣̳̱͂̈́̏̉e̵̺̘͆͐̈ā̶͍͐̊͌̊͒d̸̡̘͎͕̺̬̖̉̉͑̒̑̑͘͝.̴͓͓͎̞̩̒͋̈́̌͐̐͑͘ ̴̦̟̗̭͍̻̝̂͋͜H̷̛͚̬̹͉̀̉͊̍̇͛ȩ̷̢̩͎̳͉̟͐͗ ̶̛̱͆̅̽̽͌̔̀̚h̶͍̖̰͖͗a̶̠̯̞̤͓̥̥͂̍͑̈́̂̓d̴̨̧͙̠͕̙̳̝̫̆́̈́̆́̿̒͑n̷̡̥͙̺̪̞̈́̏̌̓͊͛͑̇͠ͅͅ'̸̧̡̩̬͚̜̣̗͓̓͆̌t̶̫̬̭͚̦͎̫͓̲̎͐͆͑͐͌͊͝ ̴͎̗̖̰̀̊͠t̵̘͖̖̯̩̱͇͌ḧ̶̺͖̭͓̍ȍ̶̡̱̺̥̹̞̥̲̤͂̈́̕u̵̳̞͇̖̇̌g̴͖̰͚̞̲̋͐̈́͌̈́̅̍́ḩ̶̘͍͙̖̠͆̐̈́̾̾͗ţ̸̧͚͔̩͌̃ ̸̬͔͇̜̋̕͜C̶̣͖̗̠͙̱̊͊̐͊̿̓o̵̧̳̳͓͎̰̳̿̉̆̍͐͝͝r̴̝͓̎̀̒͆̑͝a̴̡̐̅̉l̴̟͎̗̞̑̉̐̓̇̅͝ͅị̶͇͓̬̣̰̻̖́̾́̽̀̓́̋̌ȇ̸̡̩̞̿̈́̿̇̓͘ ̴̤̭̜͉͕̗͈̓̑̅̾̍͝͝w̴̤̟̉̔͘̕ǒ̶̢̨̨̤̫̣͍̘͖̍̀̈͆̃u̸͔͎̳̳̠͈̺͗̽͑ͅl̵̛̫̗̈́́̏̄́̍̄d̸͚͑̔͊̀̅͘͝ ̸̮̘̲͍͐̉͋͝h̸̨̳̬͕̤̞̊a̷̡̡̨̗̘͍͈͐̐̾̌̿̒̈́͠v̶̢͕͇̺̑̊͌ȩ̷̡̣̥̻̖̞̙̙͐̐̿̈̐̚͘ ̸̫̮͈̎́͑̒̋̆͗̃ḩ̷͖͍͔͔̦̻̓͜͠͝͠ȃ̶͓̗͖̥͖̞̈́̄d̶͔̤̍̇̚͝ ̵̱̜͕̇̉̇̈́̌͐͊͠͝i̸̩̊́̐̀́̕͝͝t̸̫̤̀̇ ̸̣̳̘̰̟̗̌̓͐̉̈͂̂i̸̧̢̩͈̔͛̈́͒̋̅̕͘͜n̷̢̪̩̑̽̃͒͘ ̸͓̣̥̞͛̾̓͑̍͑̒͗̊h̶̖̬͔̝̝͗̐̀͜ȩ̶͍̜̭̼̱̺̻͋̆̋̌̀̍͑r̴̥̐̋͋.̴̪̑́ ̴͇̜̘͌̍͐͆͠ ̵̱͛̑̾A̸̫̺͍̫̻̹͈̭͛̎̈́̐̊̀̚͜ď̴̡̩̭͍̹͈͕̩̮ṟ̸̢̙̦̖̝̭͘͠í̵͈e̶͉̤̹̥̝͇̓̒̀̋͋͋̉̏͜n̶͙̱͈̱̣̦͈̳̏.̷̨̡̟̲̬͚̺͖̊̍̃̀̌̕̚ ̶̳͚̺̍̇̈̊͋ͅH̷̠̩̿̂͋͗ê̵̬̽̉̑̏̔͋ ̸̢̩̯͎̓͆̈́͋̋̚͝n̶͇͉̅̌͑̍͊̒̈́e̶̡̲͚̺̘͉͈͉̫̅̎̿̃͠ę̶̡̼̻̜̍͛̚ͅͅd̶̩̮̦̳̾̽̈́̃̊̃͊͒̕e̶̝̦̳̘͇̬̲̔d̵̞̟͗̀͒̈́͋͆ ̷̟̬̟̭͚̼̙̟̺́͌̀͆̀̆ţ̷̢͙̥͔̩̏̃́̾͆͜͝o̸̢͖̩̻̙̱̥̜̪͗̈́̾ ̶͕̪̬̠̩̃͛̊̐c̷̛̯̝̪̯̤͓̫̘̔̈̌̈́̄͒o̷̞̻̹͚̭̮͆̌̇̀͒̊̋̐l̸̡̤̳̤͉͈͗̉̎͘l̸̡͈͈̲͖͇̜̍͛ȇ̷̤̠͐ͅc̶̨̖̜̭̏̈ṯ̵͖̬̟̹̱̙̼̉̀̎͊̑̐̋̏̕ ̵̯̟̉̂͛̄h̷̠̱̪͇͑̔̊̃̚į̶̢͙̖̹͔͓̮̲̓̒̓́͊̔̔̕͝s̶͇̩͓̤̓̈́̋́̋̂̈́ ̵̫̘̖̦̻̤̠̌͝t̵̻̯͙͖̦̟̜̑͛͋͛̈́͑ͅh̷̘̞̘̲̔ó̸͎̣̫̼̲͕̳̮̝̏̌̐̉̿̄͘u̶̦͈͗̂̍͌̏̈̕g̷̨̗̫͈̙̪̩̝̮̿́̓́̋h̷̝͔̦̥͚͒͒̽ẗ̶͉̰̮͚̥̰̻̜̘́ś̷̻̖̣͓̝̾̒̌͒̆͂̒ ̸̮̯̼̫̜̪̃̆̍à̵͍̙̟̖̫͆̒͐́̕n̶͖̝̩̰̠̲̐̀͑̚͝͝ͅͅd̴̡̜͇̈́̏̍ ̶̧̢̛̙̠̙̥̥̜̦͊̀̈́͆̌͝t̴̡͚̼̔̅̔̔́͌͘͜a̶̛͇͙̞͓̙̒̅̐̀͘ͅľ̸̟̙̑̋̐͑͠͝k̸͙̗͉͓̪̟͚̐̀̇̽̍̃̉̈́͠ ̸̢̘̻͔̖͂͋̃̓̈́̚̚̚ṫ̸̛̠̯̟̻̖̻̉̏͆͋͝ơ̴͉͉̱̲̥̥͉͝ͅ ̵͕̖͕͎̯̩̉͋̂̚ͅh̷̡̫͎̩̰͕̼͌̓̈́̓̒́͑͝ͅi̷͔̼͕͈͗̄̅̚͜͝m̵̧͚͔̼̟͇̮̭̣͌̿.̵̦̙͈̝̺͌̅́̈́͐̉͠͝ ̷̨͎̱̘͕̤̳̌̊̓̎̈́͝ ̷̢̧̗̭͓̪͈͎͝P̸̝͇͍͖̣̔̄̓͐͒̈́̄̿o̶̢͈̫̟̘͖͋̐̉̈̐͝͝͝p̷͔͔̥̱͖̗̠̉̓̓͒p̵̖̥̳͐̕y̴̼͔͐̅̐̍̐̐͝ ̶̹̖͍̤̯̩̲̥̌̀̋̂̏̚w̵̝͚̬̺̫̜̬̗͎̓̈́̈́͑͂͒̀̕͝ä̴̲̺̣̺̣́̓̑̂̓́̿̈́s̶̘̯͗͆͆͂͊́ ̴̨̤̠̞̮͌̉̓͐̕͘͠s̵̞͈̠̭̥͍̐͜p̵͈̏̎̀̃̋̀̋̈́ê̶̢̛̖̯̹̜̻̙̄́͝͠c̸̯͂̈́̉̋̉̉̄̐͘i̵͎͈͚̙̤̟̦̦̜̾̍a̴̢̛͖̩̱͓̯̰͖͛̎̈͜l̶̡̖̲͍̺̃͒̎ ̸͇̱͚̪̬͇͒́̅̇̔̚t̴͖̮̜̦̄͂̀͂͊̆͗̓ơ̷̠͋̍̑̄͆̌ ̵̢͕̤̣̺̮͖̜̣̒̆̇͊͂͆̈́h̴̙̟́̏͝į̴̛͍͔͓̮̦͚̱͔̿́́m̴̧̜̻͎̎̃̀̐͒̄̈́.̷̼̬͈̅̃͝ ̴̧̗̣̗̰͙̭͎͊ ̵̼̩̯̓̆̅̂A̷̲̠̼̓͂̓̋̀͝͝ņ̴͇̥̫̹̜̭͙̀̓ͅḑ̸̙̻̘̙͙̼̂̑̃͗̓̈́̔̕͜͠ ̷͖̙͇͖̟͉͎͐͘Ã̷̤̖͓̻̤̜̠̒͐d̵̜͌̄͜r̷̥͚̔i̸͈̻̠̩̠̲͆̽e̴̢̧̗̺̞͖̯̳̓ǹ̶̨̙̠̝͔̘͙̏̅͒ ̷̧̨͎̳̥͕̒̐̋̒͆̈́͝w̵̨̱̞̭̳̯͙͇͌̑͗a̵̠͎͍̤͉͉͍̭͛̿̆͒̀͜s̴̨̭̹͈̼̬̐̚͝ͅ ̵̨̡̹̥͉̈́̒̆̑̃͠d̵̞͋̇r̴̦͕͚͙͖̈́͜a̸͇͎͍̦̣̼̮͑͐̀̕̕͝g̶̦̥͙̞̩͍̰̓͂̂g̷̻͇̺̀̂̓̌͆i̵̛̞̙̘͆̐̈́̔͗̂͑͋n̸̝̮̯̟͓̉̄̂͒ǵ̷̢͔̫ͅ ̵̥̗̙̤͈͉͍̰̘̏̊͛̀̊̑͝ḧ̶̝́̂ĩ̸̻̭̦͇̈́̈͊͘͘m̸̨̠̦̮̭̖̺͛̋̅̚ ̷̧̬͎̦̫͌̈́a̴̡̛̭̫̱͎͔͙͔̙̓͒w̶̨̡̛̮͚̝͗̂̑̍̚a̸̢̰͋̀̂̕̕̚͘͝y̷̧̭̭̩͈͔͖͍̋ ̴̨̢̲͇̳̩̗͓͐͂̕f̸͉̗͒͝r̸̨͕̟̒̃̽͌̽̉͌̂̃o̸̳͍̭͂̎̉̈́̚͘͠m̸̟̖̆̐̑͐ ̸̝̱͓̣̮̬͛̀t̵͈͚͂́h̶͚̊̅͐̕͠͝͠e̴̠͕̜͊͑̈̈̑̾̆̏͝ ̶̫͎̑̑͋̃̂́̿̋g̶̢̨̘̠̮̰̳̹̑̒̌̇͝ͅr̵̨̢͍̰̠̖͌̅̌̃̈́̉i̸̪̘̙̳̖̠̅̓͜s̸̢̳̰͈̭̘̬͉̀̔́̂̌̃͜l̴͕̈́̑̆̋̈́̐̃̍ẙ̶̤͇̠͙͎̗ ̵̣͆́̒̾̀̚͘s̵͓̻̗̠͖͔̣̤̚c̴̙͐̆̓̓̽̚͝e̶̼̒̆́ṋ̴̨̅̂́͌̆͒̋͠e̵̡̛̝͇̾͂͊͋̄͑̎.̵̨͙͌̽̒ ̷̼̖͊̅͛̽̋̀̽̀ ̷̳̅͋͌̉̽C̵̢̢̗̼̼̜͛͑̓̕͜o̷͙͉̓̄̈́͑̑u̷̡̝̜͔̥̒̒̍̒͌̏̃̐̋l̷̝̖̙̰̝̟͔̺̅̏̎̈́̀͋̋d̷̲̱̒̍ͅ ̵̩͓͇̇͛̔̆͒̎͗̅̄c̵̡̞͔̑̎ǒ̷̢̨̰̬̖̘̝̞͆̐̇͆r̴͇̠̫̜̂̏̒̕͘a̴̡̧͇̣͇͕̜̋l̸̠̞̱̰̼͚͈̈́̊̓̈̃̋͘î̶̪̫̻̠͈̞̜̊̄͋̋͒̚e̴̯̹̗͉̱̒͒̇̋͊͋͋͘ ̴̮͔͍̮̘͉͇͔̉͐̽̿͐̀͜h̷̠̥͕̺̩̼̗͕̦͂͋͌͋̀͆ą̷̧̻̪̱̭͙̼̅́͊͌̊́́̑̕v̵̡̲̠̣͈͍̦̯̌̄̔͝é̸̢̧̛̛̦̰̩͕͉̫̙̈́̎̐̕ ̴̧̼͎̟͚͌͌̅̕k̵̼͙͈̱̬͛̾͒͐̐͋́i̴̲̲̗̠̭͔̪͙̳̒̈́̕͠͠l̶̟̟̰͎͊͌̊l̴̛͙̙͔̪̇͒͝e̶̮̯̙̣͐̄̂̂̀͊d̵̼̦̤̠̮̲͛̆͊͑̿͜ ̵̢̛͕̠̜͚̍͊͐̔̀͘ṯ̵̨̨̪̺͉̩̠̈̒̅͋̈́̊̚͠ḩ̴͖͖̲͇̿ͅȩ̸͖̮́̆̓̋̽̉̇̕ ̴̼͛̍̿̚̕b̵̛͖̒̏͌o̵̡̞͇̳̼̻̻̊͆̏y̴̧̛̛̱͖̥̟̝̥̹̟̆̀̄̂͑s̶̢̬̯̻̻̞̘͙̻͐̍̕ ̵͕̞̳͈̖̝̾͑̃̾̇͜͝ͅt̸̯͎͗ͅơ̵͔̆̕ȏ̶̦̳͖̟̦͓̬͊̌͒̐̃̍?̶̘̩͖͎͈̄͐͊̀̿̋ͅ ̷̞͙̭̤̟̱̖͇̺̊́̆̓ ̴̦͠H̶̬̠͑͐̅e̶̅̑̈́͜ ̵͍̲̳̽̽̑͒̐w̸̪̮̘̝͛͛͝a̶̪͍͊̓̾s̸̬̜̪̆͋̒ ̸̧̧̩̠̙͇͕͛̈́̾̿͌̆͜m̷͔̜̽̎i̶̻̠̠̇͒̾̾̒̕ş̷̟͇̳̻̲̂̽̇̈̔͐͊̚͝s̷̢̝̩̉̔i̸̢̗͓̙͕̠̠̰̐̊̉̚͝͠ǹ̸̲̔̌̅̈́̚͝ͅg̴̰̽͛̔̈́͐͐ ̸̨̖̰̤̬̀̚͜s̸͓͈͓͈̤̳̈́̌̀̀̈̌̾̎͝ô̶̢̩̳͇͖̳̈́̊͊͌m̸͙̞̜̖͔̘̻͈̈́̚ẻ̴̞̲̿̃̅̇͝t̷̡̪͚̣̻̤̳͐͗͆͌̀̇̈́͜͠ͅĥ̷͉̹͖̉͆̋͒́͘i̸̢̢̙̫̳̪̯̐̾͑ń̵̤̞͙̤̃͐̂̍ĝ̷̲̥̯̖͙̝̎̿̎̃̔͊́.̸͙̟̬̲̐͒͋̊ ̸̨̜͇͙̩͑ ̵̘̞̩̙̩̪̑́̒͋̀̏̚S̶̛̼̎ö̴͙́̓̓͐̓́́͘͝m̸̢̧̫̠̰̻̗̫̺̅e̸̥͓̿͆̀t̴̢͔͊̎̐̑ḫ̸̛̠͎̥̅̈́̿i̵̳̯̼̲̖̠͚͂̊̉̓̑̿̀̚͜ͅn̷̨̨͍͕̬͚̘͂͑̄̈́́͘̚ģ̸̞̝̑͐́̈́̀ ̵͚̠͔̭̳̩̉͑̅̇̕̕ͅͅÍ̵̡̡̙̝̬̺̯m̴͚̩̒̽͐͑͑̋́p̶͚͉̲̬̤̹̼̏̉͑̋̿̌͝͝͝ö̴͈̜̬̫̯͈͕͕́͒̉͆̌͘r̴͙̭̊̀̍̑͆͋̀̔͘ͅt̸̬̙͍̟̣̆̈́ȃ̵̬̳͎̥̓̈́̐̐̍́̑͝n̴̦̝̩̮̑́̉̾͂̚̕t̷̳͕̳͚̠̗̭̠͚̾̾͆̚.̶̧̹̼̮̊́̍̊̔͆̾͘͝ ̷̨̲͕̼̿͌̊́͘͘͝B̸͇̽u̸̬̟̜̺̪͒̂t̵̨̿̀ ̵̰̗̿̓̍̑͛͑́w̶͚̯̖̟̥̥̳̬̩̾̔͘͠ḧ̴͎͉̠̭́̕̕ͅa̷̢̧͍̮̣͍̓t̷̙̖̓̈?̶̫̄̈̓̍̎̀!̷̘͍̥̭͉̽̇̈́̐͆̚ ̶̬̖̣̙̣̮̟͑̏̉̇͑͆̉
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̸̢̧͚̥̓͆͊͒̚͜͜͜"̸̧̲͍͈̤͛͘͜ͅI̶̫͈͔͌͐ ̸̺̻̘͌̓̍̅c̷̠͎̱̪̫̼̼̞̽͂̾̆̚a̴̡̨̮͙͈͍͖͂̀ǹ̶̙̝̳̋̉̎̓͂͘͘͝'̵̧̡͓̲̜̲̳̼̊̓̈̀͗̒̀t̵̡̖̙̥̦̙͗̀̏́̔̓̂̀͠ͅ ̸̡̛̖̮̫͙̽̉̍̿͠͠i̴̛͚̲̙͎̩̗̪̒̿͊̀̉͂̓͝ͅm̴̡̌͆̾̌̊̉a̷̢̝̻̠̹͓̮̙͈̾̔̕͝͠g̵̢͕̜͍̫̪̤̽̾͑̈́̏̊ͅi̷̡͚͍͎̿ņ̷͉̫̬͑ͅȩ̸̯̤͕̼̤̱̘̎̃̔̾ ̵̨̬̟̪̆̾̂͛̚h̴̤͉̟͇̻͇̗̫͌͝͝ợ̴̌̿́ẘ̵̼ͅ ̷̼͚̫̩̣͕̜̟̭̔͑͑̒́͑̑̚͘y̴̨̭̦̺͔̗̞̯̍̎̈́͊̕ó̷̻̟̾̉̚̚͝ư̶̯̦̻̲͚̱̟͕̽͗̅̎̋͝͠ ̶̻̙͔͈͚̼͓̈͐̀́̂̕͝f̴͈̬͍͉̮͋̍̈̇̽͆̾ͅͅḙ̷̛̭͈͙̼̤̟̖̈́̽̋͑͗͛̓̚ę̸̨̠͈̩̳̭̘̈̈͗̄l̶̡̛̪̳͈̗̥̹̇̈́͒̇̀̑̎̚,̵̛̯͕̼̯́̍̀͠͝ ̵̢̦͎͚̘̳̾A̷̡̡̞̱̯͐d̸̖̱̼̮̗̈̈́ŕ̸͚́̎̈́́͗i̵̡̩̖̦̤̗̔́̒̏̄̉̏̕͜ȩ̸͉͍͗̓̓̑͜n̷͙͋̏̐͌̕͘,̶̤̘͙͙̇͂̈́͠ ̶̗͔̳͊͠I̵̤͕͇̺͓̅̆̽̌̆̀̈̒́-̶̡̛̛̬̤̺͙̝̘͈͑̓͜"̴̡̞͉̦̰̒͛͊
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̸̡̛̯̝̭̺́͌́͘͜"̷̡̛͈̥͕̳̔͗͐͜D̸̡̮͓̮͇̏̈͋́͗̒̇͠ŏ̶̡̖̞̭́͂́̔̾̃͜͠ṅ̸̢̻̳̠̗͎̞̖͔͐͋͊'̴̢͚̹͕̰͈̖̗̹͑̈́̏͒̚t̵̢͇͔̯͇̝̱̖͚̒́̅̈́̍̔́̿̄.̶̥̩̬͓̦͇͎̳̺̿́͂"̸̜͔̓̆̂͆̆̈́͑ ̴̡̮̬̼͎̿̽h̸̡͓̞͖̬͎̳̪̪̒i̶̗͋̽̾̊̉̈́͛͝s̷̳̪̭̩̀͊͌̈̆̌ ̷̢̱͖͈̞̗̂̄́̎͝͝f̸̽̎̉̂͒͘͝ͅr̷͙̻̩͈̟̠͓̈́̋i̴͖̟̬̿͆̈e̸̱̬̓͗̈͊̈́̀n̶̗̫̙̺̗̬̯̒̏̓͛̒̔d̴̟̻͒͌͂͋̏̕͜͝͝ ̵̧͓̝̣̳̳͔̲̚r̵̡͔̤̭̗̜̦̃̀̾̃̎́è̸̢̺̱̙͕̦͔̗̐́͘ͅp̷̙̬̥͎̹̰̰̆̔̍̆̆̑̽̚ḽ̶̛̘͉̫̜̝̥̀̔͒̅í̸̢͉͚͍̘̩̮̟͐͘͠ͅē̵̹͍̻̂̀̏̐͠d̷̛͍͉̦͋̽̀͑̓̕̕.̷͓͇̀̑͋̓̾̾̉͠
Indigo came around with a start. This wasn’t the first time he’d lapsed into unconsciousness and he knew he had. It felt different when waking up from slumber. That, and while he had a habit of falling asleep in odd positions, he couldn’t remember anything to do with a chair. Or being tied up. Where was Adrien? Hadn’t he just been talking to Adrien?
“There’s a word for this, but I can’t think of it right now. Why does my vocabulary always fail me at times like this? Kinky? Is this kinky? No, that’s not it. Terrifying, yes, yes that’s the one.” He said aloud, frantically struggling back and forth for a minute, testing the bonds. They were curtain tie-backs, those tasseled furnishings that held back expensive heavy drapes to let the sun in.
They were holding his feet and chest in place and although he couldn’t see behind him he was fairly certain there was another one keeping his hands bound. He stared at his lap.
“I’ve had a dream like this, I think. Only I had to give a speech and I wasn’t wearing pants.”
Alright, think. Think you idiot!
He had been taken. The killer or killers had hidden him somewhere in the house. But why? Was he to be the next victim? Or were they saving him for later? Was he close to figuring them out, and thus he needed to be removed so they could freely murder everyone else? Where was Adrien?! In the confusion and panic following Coralie murdering two of their own he...
Oh.
Poppy and Amrin were dead.
Indigo could feel tears brimming in his eyes. Poor Adrien. Poppy may not have been the most pleasant person to be around, but she had been a bright, shining star with raw magnetism. But as sad as that made him, Amrin's passing upset him for two major reasons.
The first was that Amrin was the only one he felt he could connect with an intellectual level. She was the one that had convinced him to toughen up a little for the competition. She wasn't a friend like Adrien, but he had cared for her in his own way.
The other was that he had had her pegged as the murderer. She was dead. Which meant that he was dead wrong. Which meant Fiora was probably right about this atrocity being a personal vendetta and not about the money. Oh, he hated being wrong. Especially in public. Public. The others. Had he heard a noise?
He looked up.
His senses were still dulled and he had a sense that he should be feeling more panicked than he was, but...there was a table in front of him with a concerning amount of tools and weapons.
And beyond that…
“Oh, hello Whitney. Did you say something? I don't think I was listening.”