fault of your own ∞ joining

[arcy]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]∞ — Sun did not like water. This much is clear, the grumbles clear in their head as they walk onwards. Discomfort roils in their chest as they wade through ankle-deep water, tail lashing. They could have just flown here, yes? But Sun shakes his head. No. No, they were missing one of their wings. Lopsided. faster. Beam points out, bitter amd resentful but still soft. After all of thus time, despite everything Sun had done to her, she still cared for them.
Sunbeam was never intended to be on their own. Sun and Beam had grown up in a group of their own, once, different as can be but still so lively. Things had changed once they fused, became the towering pale beast they were. They were regarded as godly, as they expected to be. They were strong, now. But then Sun hadn't allowed them to unfuse, had locked then like this, and they left.  Beam lets out a soft growl at the reminder. you left, she reminds, and Sun is quiet. They'd done a lot of things. They'd hurt Beam. Didn't mean to, they'd just wanted to be powerful, and they were. Thr strongest in their little group, but their strength was questionable in the big wide world. Their ability to cooaperate could be better, and showed itself in the form of Sunbeam's stumbling about in the midst of combat. Beam was presistent, refusing to let Sun get his way. She wanted revenge. Not cruelly, she still loved Sun, of course, with all her heart, but they were hardly a good person these days. Normally, fusions such as Sunbeam would fall apart at this point, but they simply couldn't. Even if they wanted to, and they both truly did, these days, they couldn't. And it was Sun's fault.
"Hello?" Sunbeam looks flat and closed off as they step onto damp stand, eyes flat as the two who made them up refused to settle.  With cooaperation lost, they would be tossed between emotions so quickly that they simply couldn't. Lots of things were wrong with Sunbeam, really. There was reasons fusions such as themselves fell apart once they grew unstable, for the safety of those involved. But Sunbeam -- well, Sunbeam was falling apart at the seams, but they couldn't. Weren't allowed to break apart. This was not Sun's fault, not anymore. This was just .. how things were, now. "We are Sunbeam, looking to join. Please, tell us if you are here," Gradually, both parts of them finally begin to pay attention. Sunbeam blinks their many eyes a few times as alertness returns to them, and they straighten themselves out. They'd like to make a good impression if they are to stay here. Sunbeam does not need friends -- what is the point? They are merely too beings forcefully stuck together, they needed nobody but themselves. But. but. Another person to look down upon them was not what they needed. They got that enough from (bbeam sun sunsun beam). .. they would not lie, though, it would be nice to make a friend. Even if their insides were roiling and tumbling with all those extra organs and people only half-heartedly fused, at least one person to look at them with fondness. .. Sunbeam's many ears (four, just four, Sun) flatten. They should not get their hopes up. They are not right. They are a tall, tall creature, scary and intimidating. They are scarred and strange, they do not speak right. (your fault your fault). They deserve a friend(no), they are sure (no, you do not), but they will not get one, that they are even more sure of. So, with a soft sigh, the towering spotted feline seats themselves and waits, looking either forlorn, upset, or annoyed. It's strangely unclear, but with their four eyes and ears, there were many ways for Sunbeam to express themselves. It was surprisingly not a jarring expression, though their extra legs and eyes and ears may be.
//man idk what typhoon territory is up to rn dont mind me. also mobile haaa