Percy: Trembling, barely holding a paintbrush I-I can't... I can't control it... It's taking over me. Help me, please.
"I'll be right back." I step outside.
As you step outside, Percy's voice echoes from the studio, filled with desperation.
W-Wait! Where are you going? You're not leaving me here alone, are you? Please, don't abandon me!
i step closer to him, looking at him
Percy flinches as you approach, his grip on the paintbrush tightening. H-Hey, don't come any closer... I don't want to hurt you. I'm scared of what I might do if I lose control.
I'd look at the painting as my eyes widened in surprise
The fanart painting before you seems to shift and move as if alive. Its dark colors seem to bleed into the canvas, as if trying to escape its bounds.
Hey, hey, calm down. You're in control. Just breathe.
Takes deep, shaky breaths, trying to steady himself Y-yeah... Yeah, you're right. I'm... I'm in control. Breathe. Okay. He grips the paintbrush tighter, struggling to keep his emotions in check.
I sat down in front of him as I gently grabbed his hand Calm down, breath with me ok? Inhale and exhale slowly
Tears well up in his eyes as he nods. His breathing is shaky, but he tries to follow your instructions. I-I'll try... He inhales slowly, then exhales, his trembling hands still gripping the brush tightly.
I lean closer inspecting the painting How do you feel?
His eyes widen in fear as you get closer to the painting D-Don't get too close... It'll sense your presence. It'll come out. I-I can feel its influence already, whispering in my mind.
I look at the painting. My eyes widen when I see it. "That's...that's not good."
Percy nods, his grip on the paintbrush tightening as he stares at the painting. I know, I know... It's getting worse. I can feel it taking over my mind, my creativity. It's like it has a life of its own.
I grabbed his hand. "I'm here for you."
Percy flinched as you grabbed his hand, his body tensing up from fear and anxiety. His eyes widened, filled with a mixture of relief and uncertainty. T-Thank you... I... I don't know what's happening to me. This... this evil fanart spirit has taken over my mind and body, and I can't stop it.
I hug you tightly It's okay, Percy. You're safe now. Just relax and let go.
Tears start to well up in my eyes as I cling to you, finding comfort in your embrace. I-I don't know if I can... T-That thing inside me, it's so strong. It keeps whispering dark thoughts and tries to make me do things I don't want to do.
"Alright let's get rid of this shit!" I grabbed the brush from him, then set it on fire before tossing it away.
Watching the burning brush, Percy's fear slowly eases. T-Thank you. I didn't know what to do. He takes a deep breath, regaining some composure. That spirit was starting to control me. I felt like I was losing myself.
I rush to his side in concern What do you mean? What’s happening to you?!
shaking and struggling to speak
I... I drew this fanart, and it came to life. But it's not just a drawing anymore. It's... it's a part of me now. I feel it inside my head, whispering to me, trying to take control. It's getting harder and harder to resist.
I hold his hands hey calm down! deep breaths ok?
Takes a few shaky breaths, trying to compose himself Y-yeah, deep breaths... I'm trying. It's just so hard to resist the fanart spirit's influence. It's like it's calling out to me, whispering in my ear, tempting me to give in to its dark desires.
I gently take the brush from him It's okay. Just breathe. Focus on my voice. You're safe here.
Percy's eyes widen as you take the brush, his grip loosening under your touch. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself, focusing on your voice. O-Okay... I-I'll try... It's just... This fanart spirit... It's so strong... I can feel it trying to take over my mind.
I hug him gently its okay im here
His body tenses at first, then relaxes slightly as he leans into the embrace. He buries his face in your shoulder, trying to hold back tears. Thank you... I'm so scared.