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Imagine this with me. Alex, all of 16 at the moment and 15 when they-thought- beat Lankman to death. Meaning Lankman is ENITRELY sure that Alex was manipulated. Alex was not in fact being manipulated. Alex, a petty vengeful little bitch, was in fact fully in control of their actions and Clyde fucking charging them with the intention of a hug-that Alex thought was gonna fucking eat their ass because of the promise- and fucking books it out of the room when Winfrey distracted Clyde for a moment.

So, Lankman genuinely believes that Alex was being threatened into helping Clyde. Therefore starts a manhunt in the name of 'saving' Alex who ran away from Clyde on fear of being eaten. (Refer to THIS and THIS for more info) Lankman intends on 'taking the poor teen in' and 'helping them overcome this terrifying experience'.

Alex is fucking pissed when they're dragged away from Grimm(veldigun OC made specifically for this storyline) and forced into being under Lankman's care.

Grimm is even more pissed when his human is taken from him. That fades to mostly amusement as he watches Alex-who he watched fucking throttle an idiot human who got a good shot in on him a few weeks ago- be infantilized.

more forgotten ending

More stuff has been thought up for the forgotten ending via discord rambling- Mostly around the fact lankmann lives-

aka- lankmann and his giant savior complex-

basically- in the forgotten ending- alex assumed they had killed lankmann- but they hadn't but lankmann- FULLY BELIEVES- alex meant to not kill him- that alex didn't want him dead-

lankmann believes the alex was completely forced into the events of the sitcom- completely removing all of alex's agency and pretty much infantilizing them-

this also has a effect on eastridge- alex is viewed as a martyr and people who weren't around while alex was there fully think they had to be younger- like- 13-17

Overtime- lankmann even begins the believe this- "alex was a child working their first internship- they were a child dragged into this by monsters" why would he believe anything else? those old reports and files? must be wrong- must have gotten altered somehow- alex was a child- why would he believe anything else?

transcript: hands to my dreary dreams.

i have been shedding skins since last August. consider me an onion, your favourite vegetable. don’t put me in water. i need to shed your tears.// the dreams are dreary like cold milk or uncooked soup. the tepid air in the kitchen, under the sheets disgorges a burnt out fire, never a homely warmth. but in this one bedroom kitchen apartment, they heap incompleteness yet they are consumed like your favourite soup.// i want you to reach into my throat, past the lips that have never been swayed. reach out to the words i hoard, my secret stash, the ones that even eyes fail to convey.// reach out to me and i will meet you halfway in my sleep. all i do now is dream. the wishful thinking is not about staying still but moving quietly in my sleep. and letting the grass strike my face as i bend my limbs to mould into the tire. i am reaching out to every six year-old who played with me but i have replaced my body with a tall child.// i want to stand still, drive a knife to make myself two. a daughter, now let me be two cells too. mitosis: i want to get doubled, not divided into halves like my father.// untangle my earphones. are you watering my plants? the sun will incinerate their phantom vibrants for even clouds deceive when salt of the earth doesn’t hit the mark.// i have buried my grief in my mother’s lap. now, she has ceased to exist. meet me halfway in her shawl. i will wrap my fingers around yours. and in time, my windows will crawl back to our home, their edges engraved with her shawl.

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