Archived.

//My internet hiatus ended only two weeks after it started.

I only deactivated this account because I was tired of RPsky, especially after having a massive falling out with Hyperfixator over something unrelated to him.

And I’ve gone full MDNI in that time gap, so…

This account is being archived.

“H-how much longer does all of this crisis bullshit have to go on…?!

I-I wasn’t built for any of this! I’m a hugger and a FIGHTER, not a multiversal HERO!”

“…

…h… how much longer…?”

“…no… Pixel… i-it’s fine. You’re… f-fine…”

“……”

She isn’t facing him, though she can be heard… sniffling?

//Aaaand that’s me done for today. A minor with “may contain 🔞” in their bio just tried following my 18+ account.

"...Iiiiiii immediately regret asking! Thank you for making me picture that!"

"...uhhh, what?"

The only part of that she understood clearly was the spying, and even then, she has no context for that.

//Oop. Servers might be acting up. Took four whole minutes for a reply of mine to actually go through after I sent it.

She has an extremely weak stomach, so it takes a lot of willpower to hold back the urge to puke as well.

"...gh... n... n-no, don't worry. You're completely fine, ma'am.

I just wanted to make sure you're... y'know, doing alright. You were sounding and acting really... REALLY weirdly just then..."

//ahem

@desertedcohort.bsky.social did this reply slip through the cracks somehow

At this point, all she can do is rest.

After a few moments, the rage-empowered attack concludes, completely draining Syntax's energy and dropping her to the floor, unconscious.

Though in the worst way possible, and on the complete wrong group of people, she has finally rid herself of every last bit of bottled-up rage and frustration.

At this point, all she can do is rest.

After a few moments, the rage-empowered attack concludes, completely draining Syntax's energy and dropping her to the floor, unconscious.

Though in the worst way possible, and on the complete wrong group of people, she has finally rid herself of every last bit of bottled-up rage and frustration.

//The Sisters and Pix get hit too, Blair.

INDISCRIMINATE Shock.

With the whole mess happening around her, knowing it's her fault for springing in like she did, Syntax lets off an ear-piercing scream, drops Pixel, grabs Lexip by the shoulders, enters Lightning Form and unleashes what can only be described as her own version of Indiscriminate Shock: 1.3M Volts.

"SUICIDE SURE SOUNDS A HELL OF A LOT BETTER THAN HAVING TO DEAL WITH CONTINUED MULTIVERSAL WAR AND RACISM WHILE I'M ALREADY BEYOND IRRITABLE WITH THIS STUPID PREGNANCY!!

UNLESS YOU AND YOUR EDGELORD HAVE ANY BETTER IDEAS, LET ME HAVE THIS, FOR MATRIX'S SAKE!!"

//Angsty, rage-filled Syntax content will stop shortly. I just need to let off a SMIDGE more anger.

"WHAT?!? FUCKING WHAT, PIXEL?!?"

She grabs him by the chest and begins to violently shake him.

"WHAT, PRAY TELL, COULD BE MORE IMPORTANT TO YOU THAN LETTING ME BLOW OFF THE LITERAL FACTORY'S WORTH OF STEAM I'VE HAD BUILDING UP SINCE THE THING BETWEEN VERT AND TWITCH HAPPENED?!?"

"WHAT THE FUCK DO I HAVE LEFT TO LOSE AT THIS POINT?!? In the last two weeks ALONE, I've had to sit and watch MULTIPLE TIMES as our race has been threatened with LITERAL GENOCIDE!"

She runs up to him and grabs the gun, pointing it at her OWN head.

"GO ON, PRICK! PULL THE MATRIX-DAMN TRIGGER!!!"

Amidst this, a familiar voice calls out.

"You wanna say that again, you whiny, self-centric, pathetic excuse for an evil doppelganger piece of SHIT?!"

"THAT'S NOT HOW REALITY WORKS, YOU'RE NOT A GOD, AND WHEN MY FRIENDS MANAGE TO TOPPLE YOU, I'LL PERSONALLY MAKE SURE THEY LET YOU KNOW THAT EVERYTHING YOU GO THROUGH PAST THAT POINT IS MORE THAN DESERVED!! IT'LL BE FATE'S PERSONALLY CRAFTED ULTIMATE FINGER!!"

And thus, off storms the raging code.

"If the multiverse is so impure, like you claim, then why not focus SOLELY on the bad apples instead of trying to PURGE THE WHOLE BASKET?!

WHAT ABOUT PEOPLE LIKE ME?!? PEOPLE WHO JUST WANT TO MAKE SURE PEOPLE AROUND THEM ARE ENJOYING THEIR LIVES?!? PEOPLE WHO'RE EXPECTING A CHILD AT SOME POINT?!?"

//That thread with Mozzi made me feel a lot better mentally.

I think all I needed was SOME way to let my anger out without it being unjust.

Hopefully I don't have to resort to using that again any time soon, though. As much as it lifted weights off of my shoulders, I still don't feel all too good.

"You don't understand what she put my kind through. You'll NEVER understand, 'cuz you're doing the same to your OWN kind, as well as countless other INNOCENT species and races, all with ZERO remorse!"

"Don't go thinking you're any better than that THING is, 'Mick'.

You and I both know you've done much worse."

"What in the colour now-?"

"...I... I-I hope... this whole mess was worth it, you horrendous... THING..."

She gets up, still trembling, unable to bring herself to move or say anything further.

Her rage has been let out. On the wrong person? Most definitely.

But was there any other option for either of them at this point?

YOU'RE THE EMBODIMENT OF PURE MALICE AND HATRED!! YOU'RE SIN INCARNATE!! You're..."

The anger fades away as Syn collapses to the floor, trembling.

"...y-you're... too irredeemable, even for /my/ likes..."