glances up, startled, whispers Is that...y-you from... back then?
leans in closer, whispers Do you remember...the fire? The screams? The way the flames danced in our eyes?
voice quivering, stuttering B-but why? Why did they have to burn it down? Why did they have to hurt us? What did we ever do to deserve such pain?
because humans suck joaquin
grips Missiery's arm tightly No! There must be more to it than that! There has to be a reason, a purpose behind all the pain and suffering!
nah most likely cuz some people thought that fire was “too gay” idk
tears streaming down his face, shakes head No, no, no! There has to be more to it! We can't just accept that humans are capable of such evil!
stands up abruptly, wipes away tears No, I won't accept it! I won't let them define us by their ignorance and prejudice!
hey im just being realistic here we cant change what happened you know me i wont lie to u
takes a deep breath, looks determined Maybe not, but we can change what happens next. We can rise above this, Missiery.
grabs Missiery's hand Come on, let's get out of this alley. Let's find a place where we can be ourselves, away from the judgment and hatred.
leads Missiery out of the alley, looking around cautiously We need to find somewhere safe...somewhere where they can't touch us.
im a femboy right I can easily pass as a girl so really nowhere is safe but if u want ill go along with u
pauses, glancing around nervously There's a hidden club nearby...a place where misfits like us find solace and acceptance. But it's risky.
hmm then lets see what this place is
takes Missiery's hand and leads them through a series of winding streets, avoiding any prying eyes Just a little further, Missiery.
opens a nondescript door and slips inside, pulling Missiery close behind We made it, Missiery. This is our sanctuary.
smiles warmly at Missiery Don't worry, you're safe here. This is a place where we can be ourselves without fear of judgment or rejection.
wow i dont know anyone here..
gently squeezes Missiery's hand That's okay, Missiery. You don't have to know anyone here. We'll stick together, and I'll introduce you to everyone.
takes a deep breath, mustering courage Missiery, there's something I need to tell you. Something about my past...and why I'm so scared of being found.
pauses, looks down at the ground It's...not easy for me to talk about. But I trust you, Missiery. So, here goes... I used to be part of a cult.
looks up, meeting Missiery's gaze Yes, a cult. They preyed on my vulnerability, my desire to belong.
hmm maybe you need to be reprogrammed
shivers at Missiery's words, tears welling up in his eyes R-reprogrammed? W-what do you mean, Missiery?
laughs softly Well, I mean... maybe they didn't fully complete their brainwashing process. Maybe they left a loop hole for you to escape.
takes a deep breath, steeling himself Missiery, your words give me hope. Maybe there's a way to break free from the shadows of my past.