forum Fandom Role Play!

Started April 08, 2019 by @heeey-bitchhhhhhhhhhh

tune

"I just told you I'm fine. Oh, Deceit!" Roman said.

Someone was calling his name. He looked around, there were two people sitting by him, but he could barely recognize the faces, couldn't even see them well. His throat was dry, sore, he couldn't trust himself to speak without his voice cracking or being dry. Pain thudded in his head, he couldn't focus on one thing and couldn't focus on anything, it was all just too much. "Hmm… V-virgil?" he said, looking down at the little side. He realized that he himself was little, they were both kids. "Dee-dee, you were having a nightmare. C'mon, let's make cocoa, we can make a blanket fort too!" he giggled. It isn't real. It isn't real.

"Deceit, that isn't real, you're hallucinating." Virgil said meekly as the side mumbled things about how they could play in the Imagination, or maybe go prank Roman, or how he thought Virgil was his bestest friend ever-

God, not that rabbit trail again. "Deceit, this isn't real." he said. Deceit's voice quavered. "I-it isn't?" he asked dazedly.

"No, it isn't." Virgil said sadly. Deceit blinked a few times, and settled, eyes becoming dull instead of glassy and distant. "You're in Thomas's living room, you passed out. We're gonna keep an eye on you here, okay?" Virgil said.

It was agreed between them and they all went to doing something, whether it was trying to help Deceit in a way or trying to figure out this and end it.

Deceit sat there, shaking for a few minutes, then stood up. "If you'll excuse me, I won't be leaving." he said, his voice cracking but still maintaining some composure.

"You can't just leave, Deceit. All of us care and we're not letting you do more of that to yourself! I don't care how badly you wish to leave, but you are staying right here and we are fixing you because we care!" Roman said. The tone he said this in almost implied his true feelings towards Deceit, but the fact that he was pretty much yelling it hid them perfectly in the end.

"I definitely will listen to you, so keep on trying." he snorted, crossing his lightly scaled arms. "I'm staying and you can change my mind."

"You don't have to listen to me, then. Go on, make it worse. We'll just stop caring and find a way to get rid of you," Roman said. This was clearly just a bunch of sarcasm, but using his talents, he made it seem true in a way, but it was still sarcasm.

"That wouldn't be amazing." Deceit muttered despairingly.

"It was sarcasm, Deceit. We all care about you and if you don't mind we're not going to let you do this to yourself any longer!" Roman said. The end of this statement had almost become a yell. To everyone, it was a little weird why he was getting so close to yelling at Deceit about this. If he were to, it wasn't about this kind of thing.

"Goddamnit Deceit! We don't want you dead, okay? You're a nuisance but you're our nuisance okay?" Virgil said. "I'm just going to leave.." Deceit said, forgetting his doublespeak and begun to sink out.

"You will not leave! We won't allow you to leave and make yourself suffer! You can't die, but we're not wanting you trying to get close to it anyway! We care about you, okay!" roman actually yelled at him, trying to stop him from leaving as well as just getting really annoyed with it, or seemingly, as he was really quite worried, but he didn't want them to know.

"Fuck off!" Deceit said, clawing Roman's arm with his unnaturally long nails and actually ripping the fabric of his shirt and drawing blood.

Roman didn't even really care about that. "I am not letting you do this to yourself! You can do all you want to stop me, but I won't allow your suffering to last any longer and I will make sure you end up perfectly fine!"

Deceit, against his will, was pulled back up by Roman but he was honestly too tired to fight. Honestly, hmm. That was funny. Deceit feeling something honestly. He started to laugh, but it quickly morphed into dry sobbing as he buried himself in Roman's chest.

"It's okay. We're just here to help you," Roman said, hugging Deceit to comfort him.

Logan stared awkwardly. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing? That Deceit is…" "Yes, Logan, we see him." Virgil said. He'd only seen Deceit this vulnerable when they were still friends, when the lying side still trusted him. "I-i'm sorry Roman… I've ruined everything… ruined everything…" he wailed, collapsing in Roman's arms.

"You've ruined nothing. Don't make it seem like everything is your fault. It's not. We know you're a good person in the end and we love you," Roman said. He couldn't stop himself from saying they love him in the end, though really talking about his perspective there.

"Mmhmm." Deceit murmured, not really having the strength to stand at this point.

"It'll all be okay," Roman said.

"Yeah… be okay." he mumbled, sitting back down on the sofa and closing his eyes.

"I promise it will be," Roman said.

"Just sleep, Deceit, okay? We'll be right here if you need us." Virgil said. It was almost as if he'd dealt with this sort of thing before, and still knew how to. "Yes, rest would be optimal." Logan agreed.

"I'll let you sleep now. Get one of us if you need anything," Roman said.

Deceit slept for two whole days. Logan stayed with him all the while, but the others came and went checking on him and Logan. Virgil showed more concern than he normally did, heck, he was showing more emotion than usual, and Logan was showing emotion for the first time in years. Not much, but his empathy, concern, that was from the heart. All the sides kept reassuring Thomas that things would be alright, even if it didn't seem that way right then. And it all somehow made tensions drop between them, since they were all too worried about Deceit right then.

(I have weird ideas… Not for this, but for this fandom's role play of mine somewhere else. It's called I got a little too busy simulating Hunger Games and got ideas)

Things got better with time. Deceit was getting better and he was learning that even when it doesn't seem like it that they all still care about him and would hate for that to happen again.

(What sort of ideas?)

However, because the author is a deranged little bitch, Deceit still had difficulty breaking the habit. However, he'd found a constructive outlet in a place he'd never expected: theater with Roman. It was just fun to act out scenes, forget who he was and become a whole new character, and he was good at the acting either way. He had to be, being Deceit, after all. Currently they were acting out Rozencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, a play where you didn't always need more than two, as it was actually sometimes funnier to jump from role to role. "Thank you, Roman." he said in between Act Three and Act Four as they were preparing for new roles.

(Weird ones)

"You're welcome," Roman said smiling.

"No, really… I've never had a friend like you for a long… long time." he blushed. "I really, really like you Roman. You're amazing."

Roman blushed. "Really?"

"I do. You're kinda my best friend now honestly. And I feel incredibly close to you, it's… I'm not sure. I've got a lot of feelings right now, sorry. I don't know what I'm even saying really, I just get… this way, with you. I can really be me." he said.