Desmond Sycamore
@breadmondsycamore.bsky.social
(parody account)
[Desmond wakes up somewhere very dark. For a second he thinks that he’s gone blind, before he can feel his shoulders brushing against the sides of wherever he is. A container?
Sitting up proves fruitless, as he knocks his forehead against wherever he is.
A coffin, his mind supplies.
Sitting up proves fruitless, as he knocks his forehead against wherever he is.
A coffin, his mind supplies.
November 16, 2025 at 2:25 PM
[Desmond wakes up somewhere very dark. For a second he thinks that he’s gone blind, before he can feel his shoulders brushing against the sides of wherever he is. A container?
Sitting up proves fruitless, as he knocks his forehead against wherever he is.
A coffin, his mind supplies.
Sitting up proves fruitless, as he knocks his forehead against wherever he is.
A coffin, his mind supplies.
(Once the three have crossed the threshold into the warehouse, Desmond deposits Luke onto the ground. He lets Teddy down a tad gentler)
Are both of you alright?
Are both of you alright?
October 10, 2025 at 6:42 PM
(Once the three have crossed the threshold into the warehouse, Desmond deposits Luke onto the ground. He lets Teddy down a tad gentler)
Are both of you alright?
Are both of you alright?
(After changing into pajamas and copiously brushing his hair, Desmond crashes into bed)
(He tosses and turns for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, before finally drifting off)
(He tosses and turns for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, before finally drifting off)
September 11, 2025 at 12:29 AM
(After changing into pajamas and copiously brushing his hair, Desmond crashes into bed)
(He tosses and turns for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, before finally drifting off)
(He tosses and turns for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, before finally drifting off)
(Desmond paces a circle or two around the living room, pulls out the lighter, then places it back in his pocket. Another circle, then another)
Quit stalling.
(He hesitates by the hallway, then returns to the couch. He sits, stands, and paces another circle around the main room)
Come on.
Quit stalling.
(He hesitates by the hallway, then returns to the couch. He sits, stands, and paces another circle around the main room)
Come on.
September 8, 2025 at 1:30 AM
(Desmond paces a circle or two around the living room, pulls out the lighter, then places it back in his pocket. Another circle, then another)
Quit stalling.
(He hesitates by the hallway, then returns to the couch. He sits, stands, and paces another circle around the main room)
Come on.
Quit stalling.
(He hesitates by the hallway, then returns to the couch. He sits, stands, and paces another circle around the main room)
Come on.
I am trapped. I am trapped in the confines of this bedroom like an animal.
July 4, 2025 at 1:40 AM
I am trapped. I am trapped in the confines of this bedroom like an animal.
If I stay here I’ll be trapped when the others are back.
Yet there’s nowhere for me to go. Exiting the room brings the chance of an encounter before I’m prepared. An ambush.
Terrible. Terrible.
Yet there’s nowhere for me to go. Exiting the room brings the chance of an encounter before I’m prepared. An ambush.
Terrible. Terrible.
July 4, 2025 at 1:18 AM
If I stay here I’ll be trapped when the others are back.
Yet there’s nowhere for me to go. Exiting the room brings the chance of an encounter before I’m prepared. An ambush.
Terrible. Terrible.
Yet there’s nowhere for me to go. Exiting the room brings the chance of an encounter before I’m prepared. An ambush.
Terrible. Terrible.
I’m not a fan of this other Sycamore.
I don’t act like that, do I?
I don’t act like that, do I?
June 21, 2025 at 1:40 AM
I’m not a fan of this other Sycamore.
I don’t act like that, do I?
I don’t act like that, do I?
… am I selfish for wishing that this will continue? I don’t particularly wish for things to go back to the way they used to be.
May 23, 2025 at 11:13 PM
… am I selfish for wishing that this will continue? I don’t particularly wish for things to go back to the way they used to be.
Huh. I feel.. normal. Fine, even.
Dare I say that I am feeling good today?
Dare I say that I am feeling good today?
May 22, 2025 at 10:29 PM
Huh. I feel.. normal. Fine, even.
Dare I say that I am feeling good today?
Dare I say that I am feeling good today?
Oh what the hell.
April 29, 2025 at 11:20 PM
Oh what the hell.
God fucking damnit. Oh holy shit we’re all fucked!! Might as well die right now. What more do I have to lose, haha? What more can they ruin for me?
Nothing! I have nothing left to lose!!
Nothing! I have nothing left to lose!!
April 19, 2025 at 12:20 AM
God fucking damnit. Oh holy shit we’re all fucked!! Might as well die right now. What more do I have to lose, haha? What more can they ruin for me?
Nothing! I have nothing left to lose!!
Nothing! I have nothing left to lose!!
I’m warning everyone that sees this right now.
Targent is bad news. No matter what they say, or what they promise, do not join them.
Targent is bad news. No matter what they say, or what they promise, do not join them.
April 18, 2025 at 11:48 PM
I’m warning everyone that sees this right now.
Targent is bad news. No matter what they say, or what they promise, do not join them.
Targent is bad news. No matter what they say, or what they promise, do not join them.
I have been sufficiently medicated once more.
April 16, 2025 at 12:18 PM
I have been sufficiently medicated once more.
Oh well. I can survive without medication. It’s not too hard.
Though… before I had Raymond to keep me tethered. He and the others I was travelling with haven’t yet returned.
Though… before I had Raymond to keep me tethered. He and the others I was travelling with haven’t yet returned.
March 27, 2025 at 12:17 AM
Oh well. I can survive without medication. It’s not too hard.
Though… before I had Raymond to keep me tethered. He and the others I was travelling with haven’t yet returned.
Though… before I had Raymond to keep me tethered. He and the others I was travelling with haven’t yet returned.
Raymond typically picks up my medication, but I suppose I’ll have to do it myself this time around, seeing as everyone is still gone.
March 26, 2025 at 4:46 PM
Raymond typically picks up my medication, but I suppose I’ll have to do it myself this time around, seeing as everyone is still gone.
Ah, hm? I suppose there’s another version of me floating around. Again.
March 26, 2025 at 2:24 AM
Ah, hm? I suppose there’s another version of me floating around. Again.
What on earth..?
March 8, 2025 at 3:47 AM
What on earth..?
Layton appears to be a similar size as … Layton. I hope she doesn’t mind borrowing his sweater.
… I hope he doesn’t mind having his sweater borrowed, whenever he returns.
… I hope he doesn’t mind having his sweater borrowed, whenever he returns.
February 26, 2025 at 3:12 AM
Layton appears to be a similar size as … Layton. I hope she doesn’t mind borrowing his sweater.
… I hope he doesn’t mind having his sweater borrowed, whenever he returns.
… I hope he doesn’t mind having his sweater borrowed, whenever he returns.
Perhaps if I lay on the floor I will feel better.
February 18, 2025 at 2:00 AM
Perhaps if I lay on the floor I will feel better.
I’ve been off meds before. It was fine. I survived.
February 17, 2025 at 6:15 PM
I’ve been off meds before. It was fine. I survived.
I’m almost out of meds.
Ehhhh it’s probably fine.
Ehhhh it’s probably fine.
February 17, 2025 at 6:09 PM
I’m almost out of meds.
Ehhhh it’s probably fine.
Ehhhh it’s probably fine.
My brain has given me the gift of horrifically realistic hallucinations today! Usually I am not so lucid. Usually they are not so loud.
This all hurts my head.
This all hurts my head.
February 14, 2025 at 11:48 PM
My brain has given me the gift of horrifically realistic hallucinations today! Usually I am not so lucid. Usually they are not so loud.
This all hurts my head.
This all hurts my head.
Why did Raymond lock the wine cabinet.
February 14, 2025 at 2:46 PM
Why did Raymond lock the wine cabinet.
I’ve been avoiding taking my meds but perhaps Raymond is right.
I’ve been seeing things that cannot exist. They cannot be real. And yet they will not go away. I need him out of my head.
I’ve been seeing things that cannot exist. They cannot be real. And yet they will not go away. I need him out of my head.
February 14, 2025 at 1:17 PM
I’ve been avoiding taking my meds but perhaps Raymond is right.
I’ve been seeing things that cannot exist. They cannot be real. And yet they will not go away. I need him out of my head.
I’ve been seeing things that cannot exist. They cannot be real. And yet they will not go away. I need him out of my head.