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DTAE Don't tell them what you've done

SPsparkleunicorn09•Created June 12, 2024
DTAE Don't tell them what you've done
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I love this little goober!!! Name: Culpa (guilt in Spanish) Pronouns: he/him Backstory: (TW: depiction of blood, murder and maybe a bit of insanity/phycological torment) Culpa was picked at a young age to be in the Kilkan army, a race of aliens who invaded other planets, he would have training drills and learn how to fight, but most importantly, how to kill. This was new and exciting to him, of course he wasn't thinking about the actual thing, but all of this fighting and new skills were fun to learn. He would be taken to foreign planets, an exhilarating experience for Culpa, and inventory how much resources they had gained. All of this was fun, new and interesting to him, until he reached the age of adulthood for his species. It started the same as it usually did, training drills, boarding the ship, but this time it was different. Usually he would be given a clipboard, this time he was given armour and told he would fight for them. He was overjoyed to finally be able to join in properly and as the ship landed, he marched off with a sense of pride. The job, he was told, was simple enough: take anything and everything. The experience though, was very different to what he expected. The inhabitants of the planet were begging and screaming for mercy as he took everything that they owned. Culpa was uneasy; he felt horrible, was this really what they did? The worst part was yet to come. The next home he was assigned to ransack resisted, it was two adults and what looked like an infant. He started to take their stuff, but they punched him and kicked him, all while defending their child. He was forced to fight back and that's exactly what he did, maybe a little too well... He opened his eyes to pools of blood, the infant's wails shrieking in his ears. He was horrified and racked with guilt. He was immediately back on the ship and back home, haunted by his actions. The next expedition was to a faraway planet called Earth. Culpa took this as his opportunity, he still hadn't gotten over his last experience, and he ran away, a deserter to his people. Tears streaming down his face, whispers of all the horrors he had committed humming like bees in a hive. He threw off his armour and curled up in an alleyway, mumbling incoherently about his trauma. His mouth wouldn't stop reminding him of what he'd done, inside his head he was begging and screaming for mercy, but his body wouldn't listen. That was the final straw. He grabbed the nearest object to him. A zipper. Using a piece of string and a needle, also found on the floor. He sewed his mouth shut. It was harrowing and immensely painful, but anything to shut himself up. His cries and wails were now silent, muffled by the sealed mouth and he sat, and he sobbed... Silently. A period of time passed, culpa wasn't sure how long; he was still dizzy from the pain. It was what appeared to be an adult Earthling, it gasped in shock, he wasn't sure wether it was due to the three eyes (the Earthling only had two for some reason) or the pools of his dark green blood at his feet. It said something, he didn't understand, but he shrank back and closed his eyes. Footsteps, he opened them again and let out a muffled shriek as blue fabric was tossed over him. He quickly pulled it off, some form of garment? The Earthling gestured for him to put it on, and he did. It then crouched down next to him and gently reached for his zip. Tears welled in his eyes as he flinched away. It made comforting noises and opened his mouth. He giggled, where did that come from? His mouth had a mind of it's own and an onrush of horrible experiences came flooding out, the Earthling couldn't understand Kilkan language, but they got the idea of the horrors. Unsettled, it ran, and Culpa zipped his mouth back up. Silence. He would fend for himself from now on, whatever it takes to survive. Now that means, What and how is a TV!?!?

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TW FOR ART: Tormented bean, Cartoony, not realistically coloured blood The first piece of art trashy cuz I drew it on my phone with a finger :P Like the perspective tho Little bit more art to add later Meme: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1035693809 Design by @GirlInaHoodie

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Project ID1035999916
CreatedJune 12, 2024
Last ModifiedAugust 11, 2024
SharedJune 12, 2024
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