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1 year ago

🌪️ tornado - what is the biggest change you've ever made to them? how have they changed from their original version? // for elesa or andy the apple ?? :0

 Tornado - What Is The Biggest Change You've Ever Made To Them? How Have They Changed From Their Original
 Tornado - What Is The Biggest Change You've Ever Made To Them? How Have They Changed From Their Original

Due to the fact I don't think I've strayed an egregious amount for Elesa & Andy's changes just being more interesting, I'll expand on him!

The most notable change is that Andy is separate from Thomas, his creator possessing him, or more accurately simply embodying him since Andy at his core is by technicality simply code with no true body to inhabit, as long as your looking at it by technicality, of course.

And the second most notable change is that Andy doesn't know Thomas, he inherits little to none of his knowledge of what's truly happening here. Andy only knows that he loves his friends, until they're not his friends, and he can't place when or why they aren't anymore. Andy only knows that he loves the farm, until he feels drawn to dig his hands in something living, rip open meat or dirt to peel back what's underneath but he can never dig deep enough to rip at what something is telling him to peel off the walls, how it's not right. Andy knows the barn until its dark and it's not a barn its a maze and there's a man he doesn't know and he doesn't understand why they've locked him in with a stranger who feels so familiar and so foreign at the same time, a stranger who he doesn't know, a stranger who part of him says he does, a stranger that, for once, he can agree with whatever else keeps telling him otherwise when it says that the stranger scares him.

Andy is unaware as much as he is. Andy doesn't understand. Andy doesn't know if he wants to. Andy doesn't know about ghosts yet, but he's starting to learn. Andy never knew what that inhuman, ghastly fear was like until it rips out his bones and replaces it with something squirming. Andy hears those horrors in the sluggish sloshing of the water in the bottom of the lake and the forests clanging dead branches and the cracking of half-burnt wood under his work-boots that aren't his. Andy's never killed anyone, but he can't stop washing his hands like there's something to get off.

Andy's scared. He can't help you. He's sorry. He's so, so sorry.


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