forum Broken Dreams and Haunting Memories// Closed!// 16+

Started September 19, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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((Oop? 👀))

“Yeah…..thank you for trying to protect him though, I really appreciate it, and I’m sure Alec does too.” He didn’t even want to think what else could’ve happened to Simon if Derlik hadn’t done that.

(ahahahahahahahahaha there is nothing to see here–_{But Mother would totally offer Simon's freedom for the child's life)}

Derlik grunted some in response. He still didn't like Alec, but he knew he wouldn't be doing anything to them any time soon. Not with this…
"He's going to still try to do things to Simon," he said softly. "I won't be able to stop everything. But if he ever crosses that line again, or do anything as horrible, let me know."

(( D: nooooooooo))

He nodded. “I understand. And I’ll let you know if he does.” Emile would do whatever he could to keep Simon’s suffering to a minimum.

(Dramaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)

"Thank you." It was still hard to believe Derlik of all gods had apologized for this. He closed his eyes a moment, shaking his head.

(( D: nooooooo))
((But you know that Astral would never let Simon have a moment of peace in any lifetime after he figured out what happened))

Well it was better than nothing. Emile knew it was just because of who Simon was to him and Alec, otherwise he doubted the god would care as much.

(oh, never)
(Honestly, what would Simon choose? His own freedom, or the child?)

It really was. Derlik couldn't care about every single soul, after all, it would make him a hypocrite.
"Mm…" the god of chaos slowly opened his eyes.
"This is all fucked up…"

((He’d definitely choose the child. If he did for some reason choose his own freedom, he’d probably kill himself from the guilt))

“Yeah…tell me about it…” Emile agreed, letting out a tired sigh. Trying to sort through this whole mess was very overwhelming.

(Good aha, that's what I figured. Yeah, we ah, we aren't going to do that–)

It must have been. Most people didn't get to know what happened to their loved ones once they were taken, and it was a blessing. It was worse to know.
Derlik sat up some, shaking his head again as Astral walked into the room.

((Yayyyyyyyy))
((But is there a chance of Simon being able to be freed without someone dying?))

It really was, especially since Emile was used to being in control of most situations. At least since he’d died anyway. But still, whenever there’d been a problem in Simon’s life before, they could just get rid of it. But Astral was more powerful than him or Alec, so there wasn’t much they could do.

(There is a slight chance, for sure)
(The child would be terrified and just, they'd be so sorry and wouldn't leave Simon's side for a solid week)

There really wasn't anything anyone could do, not even Derlik. Simon was, technically, his now, and Derlik wasn't to interfere. Astral sat in the chair opposite Derlik, legs folding.

((Well that’s good lol))
((yeahhhh and Simon would have to deny that anything had even happened))

It was definitely a less than ideal situation. Especially with as cruel of a god as Astral tended to be. Emile just had to hope that the god really wanted to change.

(The child doesn't say anything other than apologizing and they refuse to let go of Simon's waist)
(But little did they know Simon also gets in trouble for letting the child know what's going on)

Astral wanted… well, something different, if not change. He'd play nice. He rubbed at his forehead, leaning his head back.

((big oof))

For now, Emile would just have to trust him. Which sounded like literally the worst plan in the entire world.

It did, but there was nothing anyone could do at this point.
"I'm surprised you're not doing anything else here, Derlik," Astral mumbled.
"Well I'm not in the mood for mischief after finding out what you did," Derlik snapped.

Emile couldn’t help but chuckle softly, the situation all just felt so ironic. Derlik not wanting to cause any problems was the least likely thing someone could ever expect to happen.

It was, indeed. Even Astral was a bit surprised by it. Derlik was still ticked, arms crossed and legs folded.
"You're lucky I don't beat you right now," Derlik said, glaring at Astral.

Emile was just sitting on the floor cross legged, enjoying seeing someone be able to be pissed off at Astral and get away with it.

"I thought you already had," Astral mumbled under his breath. Derlik scowled, standing up some.
"Oh, really now? Well, then, maybe I should actually do it so you know the difference!!"

Emile snorted softly, trying to hold back laughter. Though he wouldn’t mind at all if Derlik beat up Astral again.

Astral held his hands up in defense, shaking his head.
"No thanks!"
"Why not, you let me up here so you could have some action." Derlik was moving to stand, Astral doing the same fo get away.

Emile moved himself away from the immediate danger zone but besides that he didn’t do anything to help either of the gods.

Derlik hurried around the coffee table, knocking into it with part of his leg and knocking a few of the trinkets down and some even to the floor. He didn't bother putting the souls back, soon chasing after Astral and hurling obscenities at him.

Emile let out a soft sigh and leaned over, picking whatever trinkets were still intact up off the floor, placing them on the table gently.

(Astral: I need to punish Simon)
(The child: is literally refusing to let go)
(Astral: How am I supposed to do this–)
(The child: You don't)

Some trinkets had a few cracks, but only one had actually broken. It seemed Astral had purposefully made them fragile, for some unknown reason. Every time Emile picked one of the trinkets up, it was much easier to actually tell what they were feeling. Mostly, it was either shock or fear, though a few were angry.
Derlik managed to grab Astral's arm, landing a solid right hook to the other god's face.

(( XD yessssss))
((Jeez the poor kid will be heart broken if they ever hear the full story of what happened))

Emile didn’t dwell too much on how they were feeling, just setting them back on the table, moving them a little further away from the edge. It did make him upset to see the broken one though. He picked up all the broken pieces with a sad sigh. “You poor thing…”

(They will feel, so guilty. Like genuinely, they will blame themself for all of it)

Of course, the trinket was still aware, Astral wouldn't have it any other way. The main thing they were able to feel was pain, though, it radiated off of them. They were scared, too, and unable to do anything about it. They would have cried if they could, but being turned into a trinket took away that small comfort.
Astral and Derlik didn't seem to care, still fighting on the other side of the room.

((The Child: literally about to start crying))
((Simon: oh fuck oh no uhhh don’t cry please it’s okay ;w;))

Emile’s brow crinkled in concern, and he would’ve fixed them if he knew how. He’d try to guilt trip Astral into doing it later if he thought he had a chance of it working. But for right now he just sat there on the floor, holding their broken pieces. “Shhh it’s okay.” He soothed softly, even though he knew he couldn’t make their pain go away.

(Astral's Happy Family ;w;)

Soon enough, Derlik was walking away from Astral. The sun god, he… well, he wasn't doing too good after that beat down. He'd have to heal himself up before he saw Simon again, that was sure. He made his way over, noticing the broken trinket in Emile's hands.
"When that happen?" He asked, sitting back down. He leaned over, picking up a piece of the trinket to examine it.