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The giant wooden doors slowly creak open, letting out an eerie sound that echoed with the empty church. The dapper takes one step inside as he glances around with a worrisome look, silently praying to see a familiar demonic face within the walls of this holy sanctuary as ironic as it sounds.
Jameson allows his whole body to enter and gently close the doors behind him, a loud thump echoing as if to signal someone he as entered.
If the creak of the wooden decaying doors weren't enough, the securing latch sung throughout the abandoned church. The chill of the atmosphere welcomes its new warm guest and tells stories of its empty isles. Even the marble of the statues shares its age through unattended maintenance.
One statue further down the isle is accompanied with an interesting dressed, healthy, non-bound Anti. The demon is visibly surprised to the sudden arrival of the dapper and did not at all expect him to be at the church. The worry could be felt off of Jameson, the smell and taste of the emotion is not so difficult to recognize. It raises concern for the demon.
The dapper allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the church as the faint moonlight seeping through the cracked windows provided very little support. For a moment he saw no one and grew even more worry. However the further he stepped in did the faint neon glow began to reveal itself to him, that alone allowed the dapper to let out a sigh of relief.
Jameson walked further down the aisle as he made his way to the sanctuary, walking past the alter towards the statue where Anti had been sitting on. The worried look on his face had washed away and only was a smile left in it’s place as he looked up to the demon.
{Thank goodness you are alright. I knew those kids were pulling a cruel prank but that last photo was quite realistic looking I could not help but actually come in person just to make sure you were in fact okay.}
"Kids? Cruel prank? Photo?" the demon replied with an eyebrow raised.
He brought his leveled knee down, feet flat on the floor, and leaned forward with his attention full toward the dapper. The demon took in a breath and relaxingly released the air from his chest while trying to process all what Jameson had signed to him.
"Start from the top, what kids are pulling a cruel prank? Do you still have the photo?"
The dapper sighs as begins from the start
{For the past few days a couple of kids have been coming to me, asking for my assistance on a grave matter. Apparently they claim that you were locked away somewhere, bounded to a chair with chains and have been there for quite a long time. I found this hard to believe considering we had spoken not too long ago. However these children kept insisting what they were speaking was the truth. So I asked for proof and at first I was ready to dismiss them as they all kept showing me this ridiculous photo of you with various food items on your face. However, one of them shared me this photo and well—}
Jameson stopped signing as he reached into his vest pocket, pulling out the grim photo of Anti chained. He was glad he kept it from the anon that gave it to him. He knew Anti would probably find his tale hard to believe but with this at least it might make some sense. Hopefully put an end to all this madness
Watching the dapper carefully, the demon takes in every motion on what Jameson is trying to tell him. The more information Jameson passes on the more irritable the demon becomes, but all the while he covers his expression with a worried facade. The last thing this demon needs is to concern Jameson any further. The dapper was the last person he'd ever expect to receive this deceitful news. Then the sight of the image Jameson had pulled out cracked the facade on Anti's face. For a moment there was a slight veil of disgust followed by the flicker of the green glow. It was almost clear that he was visibly upset but went on to save it with a smile and light hearted chuckle.
"Kids these days have very strong imaginations don't they." The demon leans in and continues in guiding the dapper in the image. "Look at those chains. Just those few wouldn't be capable of holding me down. Not to mention they look very fragile. A simple pull of force would shatter them instantly." The demon lets out a bit of a hard laugh followed by a joke, "I'm sure even you could break them, Jamie." Jokes aside and a wipe of a tear Anti continues to defend himself. "You have nothing to worry about. I would never let such a miniscule thing happen to me."
Jameson noticed the flash of disgust on the demons face but thought nothing of it. I mean who wouldn’t be disturbed by such image of themselves.
The dapper followed Antis guide but he could only give an uncomfortable smile as he watched him laugh hard at his own joke. It was hard to find the situation at hand funny but the two always had different views so this wasn’t uncommon.
{I know but you cannot blame me for getting worried. After all you never know, anything can happen.} The dapper sighs before giving a more sincere smile {Well at least I know you are in fact all right and not in harms way.}
The demon took note of his shift of emotion and expression. Who knew fooling would be this easy. Either that or Anti truly is a terrible person for the dapper to not analyze further in what was presented to him. Anti has a hunch Jameson lacks true care towards Anti and his whereabouts. Just seeing his face alone in person is good enough for the dapper.
Guess this demon didn't have to worry after all.
"No need to worry, you'd never find me in such a silly situation. Nothing could over power me."
The demon continues to gloat and follows his reply with what felt like slight sarcasm.
"But I thank you. It means a lot that you really care about me."
Jameson smiled sincerely at the demon. {Of course! How could I not? After everything we have been through together, it would only be natural for me to be concern about you.} A soft chuckle escapes the dappers lips {Remember the time you took me to the hill top? How we both rested beside the peach tree? Such a distant memory but it is still fresh in my mind.}
The demon gets comfortable with Jameson's sincere approach. Taking in every word with care as he tries more and more to win the dapper's favor. "Of course I remember. The smell of the peaches were wonderful weren't they?" The demon hesitated for a moment before replying and was taken aback from this silly story. Never would this demon had thought that Anti would have such a wholesome memory. He truly has grown soft hasn't he.
The dapper laughed quietly at the demons answer. {Of course!} He signed before his smile growing a little faint {Oh how I wish to return to that location but you only ever took me there once and never again...} he finishes off before realizing he was rambling, now looking a bit embarrassed. {I probably should not take up anymore of your time then I already have. It is good to see that your are alright though! I am relieved to know it was just a ridiculous cruel prank from a couple of kids. The wild stories they come up with these days, so tasteless. Well, I best be on my way, see you some other day, Anti.}
The demon laughs. "Take up my time? Jamie please.~" He wraps his arm over Jameson and tugs him close into a gentle one arm hug. "You could never take up my time. But are you sure you wish to leave so soon? You just arrived and in such a panic." The demons eye's light up with an idea. "Oh! How about getting some tea? Staying by my side a bit should help ease your mind a bit more, wouldn't it?"
The dapper was taken by surprise by the hug, the expression clear on his face as he looks at Anti. Though soon after it is replaced by a smile and a silent chuckle.
{Well isn’t this a surprise. This is quite the first you ever suggested drinking tea together. I am usually the one nagging you to spend time over a cup of tea. Never knew you cared about my well being that badly.}
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The giant wooden doors slowly creak open, letting out an eerie sound that echoed with the empty church. The dapper takes one step inside as he glances around with a worrisome look, silently praying to see a familiar demonic face within the walls of this holy sanctuary as ironic as it sounds.
Jameson allows his whole body to enter and gently close the doors behind him, a loud thump echoing as if to signal someone he as entered.
If the creak of the wooden decaying doors weren't enough, the securing latch sung throughout the abandoned church. The chill of the atmosphere welcomes its new warm guest and tells stories of its empty isles. Even the marble of the statues shares its age through unattended maintenance.
One statue further down the isle is accompanied with an interesting dressed, healthy, non-bound Anti. The demon is visibly surprised to the sudden arrival of the dapper and did not at all expect him to be at the church. The worry could be felt off of Jameson, the smell and taste of the emotion is not so difficult to recognize. It raises concern for the demon.
The dapper allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the church as the faint moonlight seeping through the cracked windows provided very little support. For a moment he saw no one and grew even more worry. However the further he stepped in did the faint neon glow began to reveal itself to him, that alone allowed the dapper to let out a sigh of relief.
Jameson walked further down the aisle as he made his way to the sanctuary, walking past the alter towards the statue where Anti had been sitting on. The worried look on his face had washed away and only was a smile left in it’s place as he looked up to the demon.
{Thank goodness you are alright. I knew those kids were pulling a cruel prank but that last photo was quite realistic looking I could not help but actually come in person just to make sure you were in fact okay.}
"Kids? Cruel prank? Photo?" the demon replied with an eyebrow raised.
He brought his leveled knee down, feet flat on the floor, and leaned forward with his attention full toward the dapper. The demon took in a breath and relaxingly released the air from his chest while trying to process all what Jameson had signed to him.
"Start from the top, what kids are pulling a cruel prank? Do you still have the photo?"
The dapper sighs as begins from the start
{For the past few days a couple of kids have been coming to me, asking for my assistance on a grave matter. Apparently they claim that you were locked away somewhere, bounded to a chair with chains and have been there for quite a long time. I found this hard to believe considering we had spoken not too long ago. However these children kept insisting what they were speaking was the truth. So I asked for proof and at first I was ready to dismiss them as they all kept showing me this ridiculous photo of you with various food items on your face. However, one of them shared me this photo and well—}
Jameson stopped signing as he reached into his vest pocket, pulling out the grim photo of Anti chained. He was glad he kept it from the anon that gave it to him. He knew Anti would probably find his tale hard to believe but with this at least it might make some sense. Hopefully put an end to all this madness
Watching the dapper carefully, the demon takes in every motion on what Jameson is trying to tell him. The more information Jameson passes on the more irritable the demon becomes, but all the while he covers his expression with a worried facade. The last thing this demon needs is to concern Jameson any further. The dapper was the last person he'd ever expect to receive this deceitful news. Then the sight of the image Jameson had pulled out cracked the facade on Anti's face. For a moment there was a slight veil of disgust followed by the flicker of the green glow. It was almost clear that he was visibly upset but went on to save it with a smile and light hearted chuckle.
"Kids these days have very strong imaginations don't they." The demon leans in and continues in guiding the dapper in the image. "Look at those chains. Just those few wouldn't be capable of holding me down. Not to mention they look very fragile. A simple pull of force would shatter them instantly." The demon lets out a bit of a hard laugh followed by a joke, "I'm sure even you could break them, Jamie." Jokes aside and a wipe of a tear Anti continues to defend himself. "You have nothing to worry about. I would never let such a miniscule thing happen to me."
Jameson noticed the flash of disgust on the demons face but thought nothing of it. I mean who wouldn’t be disturbed by such image of themselves.
The dapper followed Antis guide but he could only give an uncomfortable smile as he watched him laugh hard at his own joke. It was hard to find the situation at hand funny but the two always had different views so this wasn’t uncommon.
{I know but you cannot blame me for getting worried. After all you never know, anything can happen.} The dapper sighs before giving a more sincere smile {Well at least I know you are in fact all right and not in harms way.}
The demon took note of his shift of emotion and expression. Who knew fooling would be this easy. Either that or Anti truly is a terrible person for the dapper to not analyze further in what was presented to him. Anti has a hunch Jameson lacks true care towards Anti and his whereabouts. Just seeing his face alone in person is good enough for the dapper.
Guess this demon didn't have to worry after all.
"No need to worry, you'd never find me in such a silly situation. Nothing could over power me."
The demon continues to gloat and follows his reply with what felt like slight sarcasm.
"But I thank you. It means a lot that you really care about me."
Jameson smiled sincerely at the demon. {Of course! How could I not? After everything we have been through together, it would only be natural for me to be concern about you.} A soft chuckle escapes the dappers lips {Remember the time you took me to the hill top? How we both rested beside the peach tree? Such a distant memory but it is still fresh in my mind.}
The demon gets comfortable with Jameson's sincere approach. Taking in every word with care as he tries more and more to win the dapper's favor. "Of course I remember. The smell of the peaches were wonderful weren't they?" The demon hesitated for a moment before replying and was taken aback from this silly story. Never would this demon had thought that Anti would have such a wholesome memory. He truly has grown soft hasn't he.
The dapper laughed quietly at the demons answer. {Of course!} He signed before his smile growing a little faint {Oh how I wish to return to that location but you only ever took me there once and never again...} he finishes off before realizing he was rambling, now looking a bit embarrassed. {I probably should not take up anymore of your time then I already have. It is good to see that your are alright though! I am relieved to know it was just a ridiculous cruel prank from a couple of kids. The wild stories they come up with these days, so tasteless. Well, I best be on my way, see you some other day, Anti.}
Anonymous asked:
He- he’s hurt, please… I don’t know what to do…
He's not sure what to do either, there's not much he can do especially in his current situation.
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The giant wooden doors slowly creak open, letting out an eerie sound that echoed with the empty church. The dapper takes one step inside as he glances around with a worrisome look, silently praying to see a familiar demonic face within the walls of this holy sanctuary as ironic as it sounds.
Jameson allows his whole body to enter and gently close the doors behind him, a loud thump echoing as if to signal someone he as entered.
If the creak of the wooden decaying doors weren't enough, the securing latch sung throughout the abandoned church. The chill of the atmosphere welcomes its new warm guest and tells stories of its empty isles. Even the marble of the statues shares its age through unattended maintenance.
One statue further down the isle is accompanied with an interesting dressed, healthy, non-bound Anti. The demon is visibly surprised to the sudden arrival of the dapper and did not at all expect him to be at the church. The worry could be felt off of Jameson, the smell and taste of the emotion is not so difficult to recognize. It raises concern for the demon.
The dapper allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the church as the faint moonlight seeping through the cracked windows provided very little support. For a moment he saw no one and grew even more worry. However the further he stepped in did the faint neon glow began to reveal itself to him, that alone allowed the dapper to let out a sigh of relief.
Jameson walked further down the aisle as he made his way to the sanctuary, walking past the alter towards the statue where Anti had been sitting on. The worried look on his face had washed away and only was a smile left in it’s place as he looked up to the demon.
{Thank goodness you are alright. I knew those kids were pulling a cruel prank but that last photo was quite realistic looking I could not help but actually come in person just to make sure you were in fact okay.}
"Kids? Cruel prank? Photo?" the demon replied with an eyebrow raised.
He brought his leveled knee down, feet flat on the floor, and leaned forward with his attention full toward the dapper. The demon took in a breath and relaxingly released the air from his chest while trying to process all what Jameson had signed to him.
"Start from the top, what kids are pulling a cruel prank? Do you still have the photo?"
The dapper sighs as begins from the start
{For the past few days a couple of kids have been coming to me, asking for my assistance on a grave matter. Apparently they claim that you were locked away somewhere, bounded to a chair with chains and have been there for quite a long time. I found this hard to believe considering we had spoken not too long ago. However these children kept insisting what they were speaking was the truth. So I asked for proof and at first I was ready to dismiss them as they all kept showing me this ridiculous photo of you with various food items on your face. However, one of them shared me this photo and well—}
Jameson stopped signing as he reached into his vest pocket, pulling out the grim photo of Anti chained. He was glad he kept it from the anon that gave it to him. He knew Anti would probably find his tale hard to believe but with this at least it might make some sense. Hopefully put an end to all this madness
Watching the dapper carefully, the demon takes in every motion on what Jameson is trying to tell him. The more information Jameson passes on the more irritable the demon becomes, but all the while he covers his expression with a worried facade. The last thing this demon needs is to concern Jameson any further. The dapper was the last person he'd ever expect to receive this deceitful news. Then the sight of the image Jameson had pulled out cracked the facade on Anti's face. For a moment there was a slight veil of disgust followed by the flicker of the green glow. It was almost clear that he was visibly upset but went on to save it with a smile and light hearted chuckle.
"Kids these days have very strong imaginations don't they." The demon leans in and continues in guiding the dapper in the image. "Look at those chains. Just those few wouldn't be capable of holding me down. Not to mention they look very fragile. A simple pull of force would shatter them instantly." The demon lets out a bit of a hard laugh followed by a joke, "I'm sure even you could break them, Jamie." Jokes aside and a wipe of a tear Anti continues to defend himself. "You have nothing to worry about. I would never let such a miniscule thing happen to me."
Jameson noticed the flash of disgust on the demons face but thought nothing of it. I mean who wouldn’t be disturbed by such image of themselves.
The dapper followed Antis guide but he could only give an uncomfortable smile as he watched him laugh hard at his own joke. It was hard to find the situation at hand funny but the two always had different views so this wasn’t uncommon.
{I know but you cannot blame me for getting worried. After all you never know, anything can happen.} The dapper sighs before giving a more sincere smile {Well at least I know you are in fact all right and not in harms way.}
The demon took note of his shift of emotion and expression. Who knew fooling would be this easy. Either that or Anti truly is a terrible person for the dapper to not analyze further in what was presented to him. Anti has a hunch Jameson lacks true care towards Anti and his whereabouts. Just seeing his face alone in person is good enough for the dapper.
Guess this demon didn't have to worry after all.
"No need to worry, you'd never find me in such a silly situation. Nothing could over power me."
The demon continues to gloat and follows his reply with what felt like slight sarcasm.
"But I thank you. It means a lot that you really care about me."
Jameson smiled sincerely at the demon. {Of course! How could I not? After everything we have been through together, it would only be natural for me to be concern about you.} A soft chuckle escapes the dappers lips {Remember the time you took me to the hill top? How we both rested beside the peach tree? Such a distant memory but it is still fresh in my mind.}
JJ!!! Ask that "Anti" about the place our Anti brought you!! The hill top with a large tree!! Our Anti told us about it, and he just got even more hurt! Ask him about it, and see if he knows!!!
Jameson looks on with concern as he hears those words. That place? He finds it hard to believe that Anti would share something that personal to a bunch of strangers... That is unless he was desperate...
JJ get out of there!!!! He's dangerous!! Please, if you won't listen to us about Anti, trust us to care about you!!! Time is running out!!!
{What do you mean time is running out?}
anon-jameson reblogged
The giant wooden doors slowly creak open, letting out an eerie sound that echoed with the empty church. The dapper takes one step inside as he glances around with a worrisome look, silently praying to see a familiar demonic face within the walls of this holy sanctuary as ironic as it sounds.
Jameson allows his whole body to enter and gently close the doors behind him, a loud thump echoing as if to signal someone he as entered.
If the creak of the wooden decaying doors weren't enough, the securing latch sung throughout the abandoned church. The chill of the atmosphere welcomes its new warm guest and tells stories of its empty isles. Even the marble of the statues shares its age through unattended maintenance.
One statue further down the isle is accompanied with an interesting dressed, healthy, non-bound Anti. The demon is visibly surprised to the sudden arrival of the dapper and did not at all expect him to be at the church. The worry could be felt off of Jameson, the smell and taste of the emotion is not so difficult to recognize. It raises concern for the demon.
The dapper allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the church as the faint moonlight seeping through the cracked windows provided very little support. For a moment he saw no one and grew even more worry. However the further he stepped in did the faint neon glow began to reveal itself to him, that alone allowed the dapper to let out a sigh of relief.
Jameson walked further down the aisle as he made his way to the sanctuary, walking past the alter towards the statue where Anti had been sitting on. The worried look on his face had washed away and only was a smile left in it’s place as he looked up to the demon.
{Thank goodness you are alright. I knew those kids were pulling a cruel prank but that last photo was quite realistic looking I could not help but actually come in person just to make sure you were in fact okay.}
"Kids? Cruel prank? Photo?" the demon replied with an eyebrow raised.
He brought his leveled knee down, feet flat on the floor, and leaned forward with his attention full toward the dapper. The demon took in a breath and relaxingly released the air from his chest while trying to process all what Jameson had signed to him.
"Start from the top, what kids are pulling a cruel prank? Do you still have the photo?"
The dapper sighs as begins from the start
{For the past few days a couple of kids have been coming to me, asking for my assistance on a grave matter. Apparently they claim that you were locked away somewhere, bounded to a chair with chains and have been there for quite a long time. I found this hard to believe considering we had spoken not too long ago. However these children kept insisting what they were speaking was the truth. So I asked for proof and at first I was ready to dismiss them as they all kept showing me this ridiculous photo of you with various food items on your face. However, one of them shared me this photo and well—}
Jameson stopped signing as he reached into his vest pocket, pulling out the grim photo of Anti chained. He was glad he kept it from the anon that gave it to him. He knew Anti would probably find his tale hard to believe but with this at least it might make some sense. Hopefully put an end to all this madness
Watching the dapper carefully, the demon takes in every motion on what Jameson is trying to tell him. The more information Jameson passes on the more irritable the demon becomes, but all the while he covers his expression with a worried facade. The last thing this demon needs is to concern Jameson any further. The dapper was the last person he'd ever expect to receive this deceitful news. Then the sight of the image Jameson had pulled out cracked the facade on Anti's face. For a moment there was a slight veil of disgust followed by the flicker of the green glow. It was almost clear that he was visibly upset but went on to save it with a smile and light hearted chuckle.
"Kids these days have very strong imaginations don't they." The demon leans in and continues in guiding the dapper in the image. "Look at those chains. Just those few wouldn't be capable of holding me down. Not to mention they look very fragile. A simple pull of force would shatter them instantly." The demon lets out a bit of a hard laugh followed by a joke, "I'm sure even you could break them, Jamie." Jokes aside and a wipe of a tear Anti continues to defend himself. "You have nothing to worry about. I would never let such a miniscule thing happen to me."
Jameson noticed the flash of disgust on the demons face but thought nothing of it. I mean who wouldn’t be disturbed by such image of themselves.
The dapper followed Antis guide but he could only give an uncomfortable smile as he watched him laugh hard at his own joke. It was hard to find the situation at hand funny but the two always had different views so this wasn’t uncommon.
{I know but you cannot blame me for getting worried. After all you never know, anything can happen.} The dapper sighs before giving a more sincere smile {Well at least I know you are in fact all right and not in harms way.}
Anonymous asked:
I’m telling the truth! I promise! Please, he- he needs help! I don’t know much about him but he did bad things and I think one of the bad things he did made someone so angry that they locked him away, and he said to come talk to you because you might be able to help and- and-
*The small voice begins to cry. They sound desperate.*
The dapper was ready to cut the anon off however, the 'bad things' comment had him halt his movement for the time being. His brows furrowed as unwanted memories flooded his mind. 'Bad things' was very much an understatement when it came to the demons bad deeds through out his life time. He had ruined peoples lives, altered them to the point of no return. And for what? Simply for selfish reasons, entertainment. Could Jameson really blame someone for being so enraged with Anti that they would want to lock him up? The dapper sighs as he hears the voices cries and looks on uncomfortable.
The better question is why would we lie? We care about Anti, just as much as you do. Even if that's not actually our Anti, and we're wrong, that means there's still a person out there, trapped. That photo is realistic because it *is* real. Someone is in danger. And that someone is telling us that you're the only person who ever believed in him. Please keep believing in him.
Jameson let’s out a frustrated sigh
{Fine let us believe that you are not lying but who is to say that person in the photo even is Anti or if they are even in danger. For all we know this person right here could be lying and playing you all like fools. Not to mention I find it very hard to believe you even care about said person considering it seems like you all find it fun and games to slap food on his face and take pictures of him.}
Jameson, that's not Anti, that's- well, we don't know who or what it is, but it's not our Anti!!
He raises a brow
{And exactly why should I believe in you?}
Anonymous asked:
Th- that’s not Anti! The real Anti is in a lot of trouble! Please believe us!…
{I find it hard to believe you to be completely honest. After all, look at this ridiculous photo majority of you showed to me as ‘proof’. The last one I will admit was convincing but Anti is clearly fine and well.}
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The giant wooden doors slowly creak open, letting out an eerie sound that echoed with the empty church. The dapper takes one step inside as he glances around with a worrisome look, silently praying to see a familiar demonic face within the walls of this holy sanctuary as ironic as it sounds.
Jameson allows his whole body to enter and gently close the doors behind him, a loud thump echoing as if to signal someone he as entered.
If the creak of the wooden decaying doors weren't enough, the securing latch sung throughout the abandoned church. The chill of the atmosphere welcomes its new warm guest and tells stories of its empty isles. Even the marble of the statues shares its age through unattended maintenance.
One statue further down the isle is accompanied with an interesting dressed, healthy, non-bound Anti. The demon is visibly surprised to the sudden arrival of the dapper and did not at all expect him to be at the church. The worry could be felt off of Jameson, the smell and taste of the emotion is not so difficult to recognize. It raises concern for the demon.
The dapper allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the church as the faint moonlight seeping through the cracked windows provided very little support. For a moment he saw no one and grew even more worry. However the further he stepped in did the faint neon glow began to reveal itself to him, that alone allowed the dapper to let out a sigh of relief.
Jameson walked further down the aisle as he made his way to the sanctuary, walking past the alter towards the statue where Anti had been sitting on. The worried look on his face had washed away and only was a smile left in it’s place as he looked up to the demon.
{Thank goodness you are alright. I knew those kids were pulling a cruel prank but that last photo was quite realistic looking I could not help but actually come in person just to make sure you were in fact okay.}
"Kids? Cruel prank? Photo?" the demon replied with an eyebrow raised.
He brought his leveled knee down, feet flat on the floor, and leaned forward with his attention full toward the dapper. The demon took in a breath and relaxingly released the air from his chest while trying to process all what Jameson had signed to him.
"Start from the top, what kids are pulling a cruel prank? Do you still have the photo?"
The dapper sighs as begins from the start
{For the past few days a couple of kids have been coming to me, asking for my assistance on a grave matter. Apparently they claim that you were locked away somewhere, bounded to a chair with chains and have been there for quite a long time. I found this hard to believe considering we had spoken not too long ago. However these children kept insisting what they were speaking was the truth. So I asked for proof and at first I was ready to dismiss them as they all kept showing me this ridiculous photo of you with various food items on your face. However, one of them shared me this photo and well—}
Jameson stopped signing as he reached into his vest pocket, pulling out the grim photo of Anti chained. He was glad he kept it from the anon that gave it to him. He knew Anti would probably find his tale hard to believe but with this at least it might make some sense. Hopefully put an end to all this madness
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The giant wooden doors slowly creak open, letting out an eerie sound that echoed with the empty church. The dapper takes one step inside as he glances around with a worrisome look, silently praying to see a familiar demonic face within the walls of this holy sanctuary as ironic as it sounds.
Jameson allows his whole body to enter and gently close the doors behind him, a loud thump echoing as if to signal someone he as entered.
If the creak of the wooden decaying doors weren't enough, the securing latch sung throughout the abandoned church. The chill of the atmosphere welcomes its new warm guest and tells stories of its empty isles. Even the marble of the statues shares its age through unattended maintenance.
One statue further down the isle is accompanied with an interesting dressed, healthy, non-bound Anti. The demon is visibly surprised to the sudden arrival of the dapper and did not at all expect him to be at the church. The worry could be felt off of Jameson, the smell and taste of the emotion is not so difficult to recognize. It raises concern for the demon.
The dapper allowed his eyes to adjust to the darkness of the church as the faint moonlight seeping through the cracked windows provided very little support. For a moment he saw no one and grew even more worry. However the further he stepped in did the faint neon glow began to reveal itself to him, that alone allowed the dapper to let out a sigh of relief.
Jameson walked further down the aisle as he made his way to the sanctuary, walking past the alter towards the statue where Anti had been sitting on. The worried look on his face had washed away and only was a smile left in it’s place as he looked up to the demon.
{Thank goodness you are alright. I knew those kids were pulling a cruel prank but that last photo was quite realistic looking I could not help but actually come in person just to make sure you were in fact okay.}
Anonymous asked:
Where are you going?… will you be back soon?…
You are met with silence, it seems like no one is home.
"Yeah.. Anyway..
I'm doing quite.. Uh.. Okay, I guess?"
{That is good to hear}
He signs perfectly fine but he looks uneasy..
Anonymous asked:
*a photograph of Anti in chains, trapped in an empty void aside from the stone chair he is chained to.*
…is this enough?… please help him… I don’t know what to do…
Jameson looks to the side. Although the proof is right there he doesn’t seem to fully believe it. Or perhaps it’s because he is refusing to believe in it. It can’t be helped, who would wish to believe that their friend is truly in danger.
{I need to go somewhere first..}