SomeFlamingTown



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    During a calm night in La Cimitière Pere-Lachaise, Jean Prouvaire runs into a familiar figure by the name of Montparnasse. However, something isn't quite right about Montparnasse tonight: could it be the fact that he's bleeding profusely? Listen I'm shit at summaries I promise it's actually good

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    07 Jul 2026

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    (…) Alex thought this kind of life—mud and cold, animal blood, isolation—would drive him mad in a matter of days. But it hadn’t. It was quiet. Rational in its way. The patterns of the woods, the tasks of survival. It made more sense than anything else ever had, especially the suffocating madness of school. Out here, he just had to keep them alive.

    Their days bled together.

    Nigel took to the house like he’d been preparing for it his whole life. Their shared bedroom looked like a Victorian playhouse for the dead—lace curtains, candle stubs, pressed flowers between pages of anatomy textbooks. His dissecting tools were neatly laid on a repurposed spice rack. There was always something drying on the clothesline out back—Nigel’s laundry, yes, but also the odd wing, tail, or jawbone wrapped in cheesecloth.

    Alex, for his part, spent most of his time reading or watching the mist move across the moor through the tiny, warped glass panes. He smoked too much, kept the ashtray by the bed, wrote in a small black notebook about nothing at all—just lines and half-formed thoughts.

    Nigel told Alex once that he didn’t believe in God but thought whatever they had might be worse, and more beautiful. (…)

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    23 Feb 2026

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    = A canon-divergence of Like Minds, plot following from the shotgun scene =

    If anything should’ve given it away. It was probably the way he looked at him. They do say the eyes are windows to the soul. But the look in those cold blue eyes, as though they were actual slivers of ice falling over Alex wherever they landed, tracing his body, yes, but more importantly rifling through his brain for hot spots to curl up and melt into

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    Alex wasn’t much of a believer.
    So when he met Nigel Colbie—a creature of gospel, somebody who kept a rosary in his pocket and a cross necklace under his uniform—he had been so incredibly confused that the only way he thought of to react was claws out.

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    They have it out nasty style.

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    20 Feb 2026

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    He feels like a man possessed. Possessed by impulsive urges, gluttony, the carnal need to sink his teeth in and rip into soft, yet unyielding flesh that is unblemished and pale as moonlight, to bring hot, steaming blood to the surface to stain the canvas marred by his teeth.

    “I would be surprised if you had a heart,” Alex murmurs, sat on the cold ground, leaning against a thick tree. He cuts his gaze to the side where he watches Nigel in his induced sleep, curled on his side, head pillowed by Alex’s coat.

    It's all a game and Alex intends to win.

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    20 Feb 2026