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(He was 16, but Grant would have been 14 i think we did a buffer year between him and Grant)(I could be wrong tho maybe I just forgot)
November 13, 2025 at 2:27 PM
Hes making an idiot of himself
November 13, 2025 at 5:53 AM
Nicholas shoots him a withering glare, dripping with disappointment as he drags him over to Grants projr form "Its never too late"
November 13, 2025 at 5:50 AM
Bill scrunches his face in protest because he sure as hell cant cook before thinking better of it. Its not one he wants to be responsible for cleaning the kid up
November 13, 2025 at 5:49 AM
(We can keep Chaos at 21 but Nicky being 18 while Grant is 15 means he was already 17 when he went into the games which feels a bit old for how he behaved... we could just say hes immature ig)
November 13, 2025 at 5:48 AM
They toned him down slightly but hes still him, unfortunately
November 13, 2025 at 5:45 AM
(Okay so Grants 16 Nickys 18 Chaos is 20 then? I wasnt totally sure of the ages)
November 13, 2025 at 5:28 AM
Marco just places it down on the counter in front of him, taking the other glass and downing it "Do whatever you want, Im not in charge of you"
November 13, 2025 at 5:28 AM
Nicholas bats his hands away, grabbing him by the sleeve of his jacket "Come on! He could be hurt"
November 13, 2025 at 5:27 AM
Willy leans forward, unable to tear his eyes away from where Grants curled up in on himself. He'll have to clean and sedate him to get a proper look, but at that rate of regeneration... maybe hes even younger than before, maybe his scars are gone. This could be the key to everything
November 13, 2025 at 5:24 AM
Cool. Practically an adult really. Hes killed people, thats basically an adult
November 13, 2025 at 4:02 AM
He takes a swig straight from the bottle before picking up the shot glasses, wordlessly offering one to Grant
November 13, 2025 at 4:02 AM
Nicholas sighs "Please take this seriously-" Nick places his hands on either side of his head, turning his face towards the maybe corpse on the grass "Oh holy shit- I mean shoot"
November 13, 2025 at 4:01 AM
care, doesnt care about anything but tasting fresh air
November 13, 2025 at 3:59 AM
He lets out a sob of relief when he feels cool air against his hand, stale and dry and familiar. He claws himself out of hell, the last layer thicker than the first but it gives way easier somehow, the hole widening quicker than before. It doesnt make sense but he doesnt
November 13, 2025 at 3:59 AM
He perks up at the sound before forcing his shoulders to relax. He's not a kid, he doesnt need to get so excited just because his friends came over
November 13, 2025 at 3:57 AM
He knew he should have found a way to send that letter earlier
November 13, 2025 at 3:04 AM
"Well no one's supposed to be out here anyways. He could have two heads for all it matters, if we see him, its probably Grant Wilson"
November 13, 2025 at 3:03 AM
He falls through it, momentum carrying him tumbling into another wall of warm, undulating something. He cant tell if the world is moving, contracting and relaxing like a heartbeat, or if thats just his head spinning, panic clouding his limited senses
November 13, 2025 at 3:02 AM
It will be nice. Chaos will make sure of it.
November 13, 2025 at 2:59 AM
Grant tries not to shrink beneath his gaze "...Thank you..."
November 13, 2025 at 12:46 AM
"Tall I think. Probably white?" Nicholas shrugs "He's supposed to be around our age"
November 13, 2025 at 12:45 AM
He screams, coughing as he throws himself at the wall in front of him. He doesnt want to die- he didnt get to say goodbye- he wants his dad- he wants to live-
November 13, 2025 at 12:44 AM
Chaos grunts in response, an arm around Grants shoulders to steer him away as he waves back at Marco
November 13, 2025 at 12:42 AM
(I can just imagine how seriously he would be about it tho he would say that with his whole chest) "Uh-" Grant nods uncertainly, wringing his hands "Okay- yes" its not even noon
November 13, 2025 at 12:41 AM