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"thank you craig"

Oh boy I started working on short bios for my monster au since it’s spooky month! I feel like I probably should have started working on these sooner but I was just lazy. Anyway, for a bit more detail, check the read more

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As the umbrella goes tip-tap-tip-tap, rain pellets beat off it continuously

Despite its gentle nature, I can hear the sound of rain pattering on my umbrella all too loudly. The rain was not gentle today, and it made sure I knew.

A simple sound, rain is. But today, the rain thundered on in my head, any other sounds completely drowned out by the water.

Can someone tell me why is it so loud, everywhere all at once I hear my name? The silence filling the empty darkness eating away at the corners of my vision. Every time I try to reach out, I find myself in the same place, as if my mind is constantly looping.

“Elliot”

I'm so far away, why is it so close by? One hand after another is grabbing at me. Every time I feel their grip on me tighten, they pull me along with them minute after minute while I repeatedly scream, "Help!" Why does it seem like no one is concerned? My throat feels as though it is being scratched by glass throughout. The sensation of blood and its warm, coppery taste, which drips from my tongue from a trickle to a torrent of it, why... Why do I feel deserted, just like a child who has lost his mother?

“ELLIOT!!!”

I suddenly find myself back in reality, which had previously felt vibrant and exhilarating but now feels drab and lifeless. "Elliot, do you have any closing remarks?" ... ”Huh?”

“Do you want to say something Elliott before she leaves?” Concern can be heard in Renèe's inquiries.

"Yes," I say. My mother, ah, uh, Even when circumstances were difficult, Eleanor Witt proved to be a good mother, finding a solution. Rain was a common occurrence when I was a child. Each individual pellet would strike the home harder and harder as it continued to rain down on it. Thunder in particular has never really been to my taste in rain. She always made me a cup of hot chocolate and brought me a cover when those occasions arose, and we would sit there and chat.

“Regarding her feelings, where she believes my father is, and whether or not my brothers are still alive.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ve never really cherished her. I never really realized how time moves all too fast. One minute they're here, the next dead, sometimes I wish I was there to say goodbye to her.”

This is really it. The last time I’ll ever see you face to face is the last time I can talk to you.... The last time I can say I love you.

That room is silent out of respect. The same quietness started to seem a little too quiet, as if everyone was staring at him. This time, he didn't want everyone looking at him; instead, he wanted to vanish and be left alone. After a calming but uneasy silence, he started speaking with a hint of grief in his voice.

It was a great honor to have you all attend my mother's funeral, so yeah, umm... I just wanted to say thanks. I know she would be very grateful for y’all coming out.”

Out of nowhere a cold but familiar touch grazes my skin. Giving me goosebumps all over, including the back of my neck where my hair stands up.

Upon closer inspection, it is Renèe, her ghostly appearance in the sun contrasting with her jet black hair and eyes like wisteria.

"I hope you feel better soon, Elliot. I too have lost a loved one, but don't lose yourself, okay?" She pats his back and disappears before he can react.

Large family and friend groups mysteriously disappear from the room like ants. One by one, they vanish until there is ultimately just one left.

A 5'9 Asian man with a faded bald head and a good head of hair stands nearby. Over his ear, face, and hands were implants.

If you pay careful attention, you can see him solving a Rubix cube. Upon reflection, I realize I've never truly seen him without it.

"Well well well if isn't the terrifying loner Mr. Kim. So... This doesn't seem to be your kind of scene, whatever brought you here. Or "Wait, did you come see little ol' me?"

He tries to bat his eyelashes like a puppy.

friendliness: +0

“Witt, don't become too egotistical now. I merely come to offer your mother my sympathies. It was too crowded for me to show my respect.”

When you first hear his thick, calming Korean accent, it can turn off a lot of people. Although something about it makes me feel better, reminds me of the sounds a gentle wave washing against the shore makes… well something like that.

“With the passing of your mother, I wanted to know if you are taking a break from the games.”

“I'll be fine, Crippy, I'm the biggest Mirage the trickster The best apex legend you've ever heard of, Witt, I'm serious. Maybe it's too soon to jump back into the games after a loss like that.” "Recovering from it can be difficult."

He puts in the sincerest way he could still having a sweet but bitter delivery.

“That's accurate. "I-I ah-I understand,"

“I was curious as to what led you to decide that you cared. This is from the man who nearly tried to break my arm, right? Witt I'm just looking out for you, all right?

My face has a perplexed but grateful expression. Of all the legends to reach out, it just had to be you.

“You see Witt. I shouldn't have made the trip here. I merely wanted to help a little, but it seems you are in charge of that.”

”Cryp-“

He leaves the room abruptly but quietly before Elliott has a chance to speak. As he leaves his wake, there is an enormous amount of exhaustion and annoyance in the air. causing the atmosphere I'm in to seem stuffy or so it feels.

“I guess I'm the only remaining Witt, huh?”

Hey world. I know no one is probably reading this, but hey its just me rambling anyways :) So I have no one to really talk to about stuff anymore. Lost most of my friends recently and just over all I have been going through a lot. Don't know if this is the best place to share this, but I'm hoping that people who can relate to this feel / get to know that they're not alone in this :) Im here if you need to talk to anyone about literally anything.

Life is sucks but we'll get through this together <3

-much love from a sad stranger.

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