“Drink me”
The small glass bottle in front of me read, in bold baby blue font. I pulled the cork off the bottle slowly, sniffing the liquid. it smelled like cotton candy, only if it was a soda and had some sort of sour tang to it.
Slowly, i took a small sip. it sizzled on my tongue, almost uncomfortably. When i swallowed, it prickled down my throat as if there were spiders crawling down it.
It tasted close to nothing, like water. Except there was this indescribable sweetness that tasted like artificial sugar.
I set the bottle down, my stomach churning slightly. Had i gotten poisoned?
My head spun as i slowly began to get more and more dizzy. I leaned against a wall, sliding to the floor. leaning my head back against the wall with a small thump, i wondered what i had just consumed.

i then exploded.
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Blake giggled

Wubbrle the [REDACTED] sure!

It was a horrible day for our little pearl—White Pearl Cookie, she was scolded for not listening to her older sisters due to her exploring further away from the Tearcrown Borders. She was fuming bad outside in her chambers, fiddling her hands; “Why can’t I explore the deep seas…? I’m also a gem mermaid like them! Just because I’m still little doesn’t mean I need someone’s help, I’m a big mermaid!” She sighs after her sentence, looking down at her hands before tearing up abit, “I’m a big mermaid too… they always exclude me in their fun adventures…!” She crosses her arms, sitting on a coral trying to pass the time before looking above—something was… up there…?

The currents seemed to be strong today, and it seems like the current was carrying someone along. White Pearl squints as she notices the creature that was carried along—a Jellyfish! She quickly widen her eyes, looking around. “Oh no… that Jellyfish looks unconscious… but… my sisters would scold me again if I attempt to go up there and try getting it…” She hesitates, looking at the jellyfish slowly drifting away before shaking her head and following along the Jellyfish, trying to reach for it before successfully doing so—she manages to trip (for some odd reason) and fall down the soft sand. “Ah, I got you little Jellyfish!” She chuckles to herself, looking at the little Jellyfish.

The Jellyfish squirms abit—suddenly it morphs into a more cookie-like form, just like White Pearl. “EEK!” White Pearl screams before returning to her calm posture, she observes the Jellyfish. “…Where am I? The currents are supposed to be above, not below…” The Jellyfish sighs, before looking at White Pearl—it blinks before slowly cleaning the sand off White Pearl. “Hey.! What are you doing…?” White Pearl asks, surprised by the sudden kind gesture the Jellyfish was giving her. “Don’t worry, I’m just cleaning you!” The Jellyfish replies, smiling with joy. White Pearl, smiles back at her before holding the Jellyfishes hand. “My name’s White Pearl Cookie! I’m a gem mermaid, you aren’t from around here aren’t you.?” White Pearl slightly wags her tail, wanting to befriend the Jellyfish. “…Frilled Jellyfish Cookie, I was only aimlessly following the currents you see.”

White Pearl tilts her head, not getting what Frilled Jellyfish meant by that—she brushes it off before trying to drag Frilled Jellyfish “Come, Come! We can play games around Tearcrown!” White Pearl giggles off, holding Frilled Jellyfish—Frilled Jellyfish, with no option to just follow the playful gem mermaid, “What’s a Tearcrown.?” Frilled Jellyfish asked curiously, White Pearl stops in her tracks before looking at Frilled Jellyfish. “Well, it’s a kingdom! A really beautiful big one. I know places we can play in there!” She continues to drag on Frilled Jellyfish on the arm—they finally arrive at one of the Places of Tearcrown, White Pearl quickly goes inside one of the tiny nooks. “This is a perfect spot for hiding, my sisters would never know!” She giggles, looking at Frilled Jellyfish. “I have alot of sisters… but they always seem to be strict, especially Crimson Coral Cookie.” She pouts a little—crossing her arms, Frilled Jellyfish giggles by the gesture. “Well… she is your sister, maybe you should listen…” she leans in towards White Pearl, fiddling her hands. “Listen? I already did, so many times! I know she wanna protect me but… I’m a big mermaid—not a little one, I promise!” White Pearl holds onto Frilled Jellyfishes hand, Frilled Jellyfish lightens her face up before replying. “Don’t worry, I’ll believe you!” Frilled Jellyfish smiles, rubbing White Pearls hand.

“Really…?” White Pearl gasps a little—she never expected to be believed. “Of course…! Why wouldn’t I not believe you.?” Frilled Jellyfish replies, White pearl does a big little smug. “Well then! You can be my best friend—AND a helper!” White Pearl giggles on her sentence, wagging her tail playfully. “Really.? I have never made a friend before…! I’ll make sure I’ll be your closest friend…” Frilled Jellyfish replies, leaning in yet again. “First thing—Ive seen the guards calling my older sisters fancy names, I wanna be called a fancy name! You try it!” White Pearls eyes were filled with sparkles, resembling like the stars. “Fancy name…? Um, how does ‘My Lady’ work on you.?” Frilled Jellyfish tilts her head, unsure to what to call her–she sighs abit “Maybe I should—” White Pearl stops Frilled Jellyfish from speaking, covering her mouth before removing it. “Yeah! ‘My Lady’… it has a good tone in it, you should call me that from now on. Okay?” She smirks, putting her hand out—gesturing a handshake of promise, Frilled Jellyfish hesitates putting her hand too… but she does anyways as they shake their hands.

“We’ll be the bestest of friends ever, I know it!” White Pearl happily cheers—smug as ever. “Of course! White P— I meant My Lady…!” Frilled Jellyfish pauses, waiting for White Pearl. “Haha! I finally have someone to talk to! I can tell you so many stories!” White Pearl cheerfully says, as she goes on to her rambles of story telling. . .

They both slumber inside the nook, embracing each other from their arms.

@ZiggysHairPuller Gio learned how to control abilities

@blackpearlscuddleslut She could just kill me if she wanted to!? so basically I existed

if that happens goodbye world

lol

These are the character descriptions so far

Ignis - A black-haired, 16 year old boy with switched personalities. One time he’s all soft and the other time he’s all protective. He was born with special abilities to control fire/make fire. His father is not a fan of this since fire abilities are what killed Ignis’ mother. He plays on their schools’ basketball team.

Rio - A brown-haired, 15 year old boy with a soft personality. He was born with special abilities to control water/make fire. His mother is protective over him and barely let’s him out of the house. Since he’s not used to going out alot, he either stays home, reading books, or playing with his water abilities.

Vulcan - Ignis’ father. Has black hair, dark personality. Surprisingly, he was not born with any abilities. Just a normal human being. A few years ago he lost his wife in a brutal fight. Her ex-boyfriend who had fire abilities got into a heated argument, and he acted on his first instinct: Anger. Both Vulcan’s wife and her ex-boyfriend died from the incident, and Vulcan has hated people with fire abilities ever since. Including his son.

Darya - Rio’s mother. Has dirty blonde hair and a strict but caring personality. Darya divorced her abusive husband when Rio was born. Ever since the divorce, she has always been determined to protect Rio no matter what. Darya also has water abilities like her son.

This lowkey can be a book.

@blackpearlscuddleslut yes because they are both alive 😥 #stopangst

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So you know that little headband looking thing WPC wears? I headcanon it used to be a gift from Crimson Coral when WPC was younger, it used to be a necklace and resembles WPC’s Pearl, But White pearl has outgrown it, so she wears it like a headband thing :3

Blake I meant to put boredom pls…

Toast said in guess what

AINT NO WAY THATS ALL FOR A COOKIE-

LITERALLY

Blake said in quick rant about black pearl:

this Swedish fish whore

…

[For the record, this is about ‘future carrie’, when she’s 21.]

Carrie, obviously, loves her neice. They aren’t related by blood, but that’s the least of her worries.
As most would know, Carrie suffers from schizophrenia.
She medicates it now, obviously. Though sometimes she forgets her pills.

sometimes, she loses that small green bottle in the unorganized clutter her small bag was.
And she’d panic. Most of the time, it was at her apartment. She could just call Sofi or Vapor [as- it’s VERY hard to look for something, hell, it’s hard to FUNCTION when voices scream in your ear.]
Those fucking voices.
Dee, iris, and eve.
They never went away, did they? The sneers hidden in a child’ voice.
One came more than the others. She didn’t bother to remember who.
Panic attacks usually came as well. She tried to hard not to go back into her old ways, she had enough scars throughout her body as is. But sometimes she’d run her hand through her hair just a bit too hard and stare at the small clump of hair she ‘accidentally’ tore out.

And God, it’s fucking terrifying when it happens around Everleigh. She’s only eight. Sure, her mother has informed her auntie carrie can… see things that aren’t real, but she doesn’t really understand.
Carrie was very good at hiding stuff. She taught herself to be.
But it was really hard to keep a straight face when; while you’re playing a game with your neice, there are voices snarling in your ear. saying;

“Kill the girl.”

“Throw it at her head,”

“Make it hurt.”

“Show them how horrible of a choice they made trusting… you with her. the lion and the lamb. Show her how your body’s meant to kill her. to make her suffer”
It was enough to make her fingernails dig into her palms, her heels dig into the ground, and to chew on the inside of her lip so hard it was a wonder it hadn’t bled.

https://mpp.community/forum/topic/63549/anyways-new-au
^^ if you dont know whats in my AU

@BorisPavlikoskysSluttyCunt i will beat your meat through the screen 🥀📺🧴

His name is 不滅の死

emerald my beloved

𖤐𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢𖤐 Yeah time isnt really kind sometimes…

“The room is loud with silence now, your absence now more noticeable than ever. The echoes of your laugh linger still, haunting the night before slipping away in the break of day. I reach for shapes that are not your face in the dark, reaching for the warmth your skin cannot replace. This loneliness wears your name, shouting your name in parades of song, that crack the mirror, and stain the carpets. If love once bloomed here, it now rots. The soil remains, but the roots do not. Tears do fall, but do not dry, and hearts must break without goodbye.”