a!Ghostbur

H-hello?

I-I see you! I'm here! In the mask!

- @apologistsmpbur (I don't think my last ask is working jvfuhffjncd)

Hey! Glad you’ve made it here safely. I’ll take you to the spot where we trade things, follow me

*a!Wilbur nods and begins to follow, only wishing to talk when absolutely necessary.*

…Alright, here we are. Tell me what you needed again, and we can negotiate. *Ve pulls out pen and paper from under their cloak, ready to write down what a!Wilbur says*

*a!Wilbur nudges a!Ghostbur, trying to get their attention and whispers: C-could you say that we need some dark oak wood?“* (@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur )

*a!Ghostbur startles, having been absorbed in looking around.* O-oh! Sorry, yes I can.

Erm, a!Unburs, was it? We need some dark oak wood.

*Xe writes something down on the paper* Alright… how much do you need, and is that all?

Uh… well…

*Vae throw a questioning look at a!Wilbur, searching for guidance.*

*a!Wilbur continues to whisper: W-we need around ten (10) stacks of logs. And a-also need some copper, L-L'Apoloburg’s supply was used for the walls.*

*a!Ghostbur nods*

We need ten stacks of logs. And, if it’s not too much trouble, some copper?

*Xe writes something down* Okay, perfect. Don’t worry, nothing of what you need is trouble. I’ll be right back, I’m going to get what you asked for. Wait here.

…Alright, I’m back, and I have what you need. What do you have on you right now? I need to know what I could trade these for.

@apologistsmpbur

*a!Wilbur whispers to a!Ghostbur: M-money is no item when it comes to the safety o-of L'Apoloburg.*

*a!Ghostbur glances at a!Wilbur and nods* We, um… money is no object when it comes to the safety of L'Apoloburg.

Hmm? What do you mean by that? These are going to cost something, I’m not going to just give you them for free.

*a!Wilbur laughs to themselves for a second, before nearly immediately and almost startlingly switching back to complete seriousness. They continue to whisper: I-I meant that we’d be willing to give as much m-money as needed. I d-don’t mind whatever price we reach. Just as-as long as we get what we need. I-I don’t expect this to be free.*

*a!Ghostbur blinks, then murmurs “Oh, so that’s what that…” before going back to adressing a!Unburs.* I mean, er, We’d be willing to give as much money as need be, that’s all. As- As long as we get what we need, the price doesn’t really matter!

*a!Ghostbur smiles awkwardly as vae finish speaking*

*Xe pauses, and then glares at the both of them for a moment* …Alright, thats lovely, but that doesn’t answer my question. I need to know what you to have, so I know what these could be traded for. It’s nice you don’t care what it costs, but how am I supposed to- *Ve pauses, sighs, then continues* …Just- what do you- have?

*a!Wilbur continues to whisper: L-L'Apoloburg has an excess of building materials. Though, w-we have far too much iron and am-amethyst. I-I’d be more than happy to give you some in return for the copper and w-wood.*

*a!Ghostbur, who shrank under the glare of a!Unburs, speaks a little more softly than they had before, but still audibly:* L’Apoloburg has too much, um, iron and amethyst? W- we’d be happy to trade that for the copper and wood.

Alright, that will work just fine. Do you two have the iron and amethyst on you now, or do you have to go back to L'Apoloburg to get it? If you have to go get it, I won’t be coming with you on your sail back, I’ll be waiting here. The logs would be 7 (seven) stacks of iron, and I need to know how much copper you need to make a price.

*a!Wilbur nods, seemingly pleased with the result of the trade so far. Though, it’s likely hard to tell under the mask.*

*Resuming their whispering, a!Wilbur says: We’ll n-need around three (3) stacks of copper blocks. I-it’s fine if you only have raw copper or copper ingots, j-just as long as it adds up to the same amount of building materials.

#Its no problem! glad youre alright :]#a!wilbur #a!unburs

We’re going to need around three stacks of copper blocks, um, in any form as long as it’s the same amount of materials. If that’s al-alright with you?

H-hello?

I-I see you! I'm here! In the mask!

- @apologistsmpbur (I don't think my last ask is working jvfuhffjncd)

Hey! Glad you’ve made it here safely. I’ll take you to the spot where we trade things, follow me

*a!Wilbur nods and begins to follow, only wishing to talk when absolutely necessary.*

…Alright, here we are. Tell me what you needed again, and we can negotiate. *Ve pulls out pen and paper from under their cloak, ready to write down what a!Wilbur says*

*a!Wilbur nudges a!Ghostbur, trying to get their attention and whispers: C-could you say that we need some dark oak wood?“* (@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur )

*a!Ghostbur startles, having been absorbed in looking around.* O-oh! Sorry, yes I can.

Erm, a!Unburs, was it? We need some dark oak wood.

*Xe writes something down on the paper* Alright… how much do you need, and is that all?

Uh… well…

*Vae throw a questioning look at a!Wilbur, searching for guidance.*

*a!Wilbur continues to whisper: W-we need around ten (10) stacks of logs. And a-also need some copper, L-L'Apoloburg’s supply was used for the walls.*

*a!Ghostbur nods*

We need ten stacks of logs. And, if it’s not too much trouble, some copper?

*Xe writes something down* Okay, perfect. Don’t worry, nothing of what you need is trouble. I’ll be right back, I’m going to get what you asked for. Wait here.

…Alright, I’m back, and I have what you need. What do you have on you right now? I need to know what I could trade these for.

@apologistsmpbur

*a!Wilbur whispers to a!Ghostbur: M-money is no item when it comes to the safety o-of L'Apoloburg.*

*a!Ghostbur glances at a!Wilbur and nods* We, um… money is no object when it comes to the safety of L'Apoloburg.

Hmm? What do you mean by that? These are going to cost something, I’m not going to just give you them for free.

*a!Wilbur laughs to themselves for a second, before nearly immediately and almost startlingly switching back to complete seriousness. They continue to whisper: I-I meant that we’d be willing to give as much m-money as needed. I d-don’t mind whatever price we reach. Just as-as long as we get what we need. I-I don’t expect this to be free.*

*a!Ghostbur blinks, then murmurs “Oh, so that’s what that…” before going back to adressing a!Unburs.* I mean, er, We’d be willing to give as much money as need be, that’s all. As- As long as we get what we need, the price doesn’t really matter!

*a!Ghostbur smiles awkwardly as vae finish speaking*

*Xe pauses, and then glares at the both of them for a moment* …Alright, thats lovely, but that doesn’t answer my question. I need to know what you to have, so I know what these could be traded for. It’s nice you don’t care what it costs, but how am I supposed to- *Ve pauses, sighs, then continues* …Just- what do you- have?

*a!Wilbur continues to whisper: L-L'Apoloburg has an excess of building materials. Though, w-we have far too much iron and am-amethyst. I-I’d be more than happy to give you some in return for the copper and w-wood.*

*a!Ghostbur, who shrank under the glare of a!Unburs, speaks a little more softly than they had before, but still audibly:* L’Apoloburg has too much, um, iron and amethyst? W- we’d be happy to trade that for the copper and wood.

#a!wilbur #a!unburs

H-hello?

I-I see you! I'm here! In the mask!

- @apologistsmpbur (I don't think my last ask is working jvfuhffjncd)

Hey! Glad you’ve made it here safely. I’ll take you to the spot where we trade things, follow me

*a!Wilbur nods and begins to follow, only wishing to talk when absolutely necessary.*

…Alright, here we are. Tell me what you needed again, and we can negotiate. *Ve pulls out pen and paper from under their cloak, ready to write down what a!Wilbur says*

*a!Wilbur nudges a!Ghostbur, trying to get their attention and whispers: C-could you say that we need some dark oak wood?“* (@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur )

*a!Ghostbur startles, having been absorbed in looking around.* O-oh! Sorry, yes I can.

Erm, a!Unburs, was it? We need some dark oak wood.

*Xe writes something down on the paper* Alright… how much do you need, and is that all?

Uh… well…

*Vae throw a questioning look at a!Wilbur, searching for guidance.*

*a!Wilbur continues to whisper: W-we need around ten (10) stacks of logs. And a-also need some copper, L-L'Apoloburg’s supply was used for the walls.*

*a!Ghostbur nods*

We need ten stacks of logs. And, if it’s not too much trouble, some copper?

*Xe writes something down* Okay, perfect. Don’t worry, nothing of what you need is trouble. I’ll be right back, I’m going to get what you asked for. Wait here.

…Alright, I’m back, and I have what you need. What do you have on you right now? I need to know what I could trade these for.

@apologistsmpbur

*a!Wilbur whispers to a!Ghostbur: M-money is no item when it comes to the safety o-of L'Apoloburg.*

*a!Ghostbur glances at a!Wilbur and nods* We, um… money is no object when it comes to the safety of L'Apoloburg.

Hmm? What do you mean by that? These are going to cost something, I’m not going to just give you them for free.

*a!Wilbur laughs to themselves for a second, before nearly immediately and almost startlingly switching back to complete seriousness. They continue to whisper: I-I meant that we’d be willing to give as much m-money as needed. I d-don’t mind whatever price we reach. Just as-as long as we get what we need. I-I don’t expect this to be free.*

#ASMP #a!wilbur #a!unburs

*a!Ghostbur blinks, then murmurs “Oh, so that’s what that...” before going back to adressing a!Unburs.* I mean, er, We’d be willing to give as much money as need be, that’s all. As- As long as we get what we need, the price doesn’t really matter!

*a!Ghostbur smiles awkwardly as vae finish speaking*

H-hello?

I-I see you! I'm here! In the mask!

- @apologistsmpbur (I don't think my last ask is working jvfuhffjncd)

Hey! Glad you’ve made it here safely. I’ll take you to the spot where we trade things, follow me

*a!Wilbur nods and begins to follow, only wishing to talk when absolutely necessary.*

…Alright, here we are. Tell me what you needed again, and we can negotiate. *Ve pulls out pen and paper from under their cloak, ready to write down what a!Wilbur says*

*a!Wilbur nudges a!Ghostbur, trying to get their attention and whispers: C-could you say that we need some dark oak wood?“* (@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur )

*a!Ghostbur startles, having been absorbed in looking around.* O-oh! Sorry, yes I can.

Erm, a!Unburs, was it? We need some dark oak wood.

*Xe writes something down on the paper* Alright… how much do you need, and is that all?

Uh… well…

*Vae throw a questioning look at a!Wilbur, searching for guidance.*

*a!Wilbur continues to whisper: W-we need around ten (10) stacks of logs. And a-also need some copper, L-L'Apoloburg’s supply was used for the walls.*

*a!Ghostbur nods*

We need ten stacks of logs. And, if it’s not too much trouble, some copper?

*Xe writes something down* Okay, perfect. Don’t worry, nothing of what you need is trouble. I’ll be right back, I’m going to get what you asked for. Wait here.

…Alright, I’m back, and I have what you need. What do you have on you right now? I need to know what I could trade these for.

@apologistsmpbur

*a!Wilbur whispers to a!Ghostbur: M-money is no item when it comes to the safety o-of L'Apoloburg.*

#I am so sorry for vanishing on all of you #again #Ill be on top of it next time #i promise #asmp #a!wilbur #a!unburs

*a!Ghostbur glances at a!Wilbur and nods* We, um… money is no object when it comes to the safety of L'Apoloburg.

H-hello?

I-I see you! I'm here! In the mask!

- @apologistsmpbur (I don't think my last ask is working jvfuhffjncd)

Hey! Glad you’ve made it here safely. I’ll take you to the spot where we trade things, follow me

*a!Wilbur nods and begins to follow, only wishing to talk when absolutely necessary.*

…Alright, here we are. Tell me what you needed again, and we can negotiate. *Ve pulls out pen and paper from under their cloak, ready to write down what a!Wilbur says*

*a!Wilbur nudges a!Ghostbur, trying to get their attention and whispers: C-could you say that we need some dark oak wood?“* (@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur )

*a!Ghostbur startles, having been absorbed in looking around.* O-oh! Sorry, yes I can.

Erm, a!Unburs, was it? We need some dark oak wood.

*Xe writes something down on the paper* Alright… how much do you need, and is that all?

Uh… well…

*Vae throw a questioning look at a!Wilbur, searching for guidance.*

*a!Wilbur continues to whisper: W-we need around ten (10) stacks of logs. And a-also need some copper, L-L'Apoloburg’s supply was used for the walls.*

#apologist smp #a!wilbur #a!unburs

*a!Ghostbur nods*

We need ten stacks of logs. And, if it’s not too much trouble, some copper?

H-hello?

I-I see you! I'm here! In the mask!

- @apologistsmpbur (I don't think my last ask is working jvfuhffjncd)

Hey! Glad you’ve made it here safely. I’ll take you to the spot where we trade things, follow me

*a!Wilbur nods and begins to follow, only wishing to talk when absolutely necessary.*

…Alright, here we are. Tell me what you needed again, and we can negotiate. *Ve pulls out pen and paper from under their cloak, ready to write down what a!Wilbur says*

*a!Wilbur nudges a!Ghostbur, trying to get their attention and whispers: C-could you say that we need some dark oak wood?“* (@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur )

*a!Ghostbur startles, having been absorbed in looking around.* O-oh! Sorry, yes I can.

Erm, a!Unburs, was it? We need some dark oak wood.

*Xe writes something down on the paper* Alright… how much do you need, and is that all?

#apologist smp #a!wilbur #a!unburs

Uh... well...

*Vae throw a questioning look at a!Wilbur, searching for guidance.*

H-hello?

I-I see you! I'm here! In the mask!

- @apologistsmpbur (I don't think my last ask is working jvfuhffjncd)

Hey! Glad you've made it here safely. I'll take you to the spot where we trade things, follow me

*a!Wilbur nods and begins to follow, only wishing to talk when absolutely necessary.*

...Alright, here we are. Tell me what you needed again, and we can negotiate. *Ve pulls out pen and paper from under their cloak, ready to write down what a!Wilbur says*

*a!Wilbur nudges a!Ghostbur, trying to get their attention and whispers: C-could you say that we need some dark oak wood?"* (@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur )

#apologist smp #a!wilbur #a!unburs #oops accidentally died #sorry about that

*a!Ghostbur startles, having been absorbed in looking around.* O-oh! Sorry, yes I can.

Erm, a!Unburs, was it? We need some dark oak wood.

I mentioned you in the RP but I don't think you got it since you haven't responded so I'm just letting you know via ask gkvdjjvhlvcgh

Oh ok, sorry didn’t see this lmao

#ooc #oops

the-asmp-wt

(QUICK OOC COMMENT ABOUT MY POST. This is a nightmare, so characters WILL be out of character. Everything italicized is the dream. Have fun!)

The ground was sand. This was something that was unusual, because a!WT knew in her heart that this was L’Apoloburg, but nothing remained past the sand. No walls, no homes.

“Hello?”, she called out, squinting to try and see if she could see anybody in the sand. The wind kept pushing the sand over her feet, and she kicked it away, deciding she may as well walk since there was no answering call.

a!WT walked for hours, or maybe only minutes before reaching what looked like the walls of L’Apoloburg, crumbled and fallen, and a figure standing in front of it. The closer she got, the easier she was able to tell that the figure had its back to her, and that it was the President.

“a’Wilbur! Where are we- what happened to our home? What’s going on?”, a!WT asked, reaching out a hand to grab onto a!Wilburs shoulder, but instead of the other turning around the scene changed.

They were now both standing in L’Apoloburg, brightly colored grass beneath their feet. a!Wilbur was facing a!WT, and they were by the walls. The look on a!Wilburs face was a look that a!WT had never seen before, it was unsettling.

“D-did you r-really think I w-wouldn’t know?”, it asked, and a!WT froze. No. No no no no this wasn’t right this wasn’t something that happened or was going to happen no.

a!Wilbur was advancing now, grinning, and a!WT backs up, until her back hits the wall, panic shooting through her stomach. That was wrong she shouldn’t ever be scared of a!Wilbur this wasn’t right why was this happening-

“D-did you re-really buy that I’m that stupid? Come on a!WT, really? Was that what made you think you could pull this shit off? Of course I know your working with the enemy. I knew since the day I made you my Vice President.”, a!Wilbur sneered, a sword appearing at its side, and they rested a hand on it.

a!WT couldn’t comprehend what was happening. a!Wilbur knew all along? This was just some stupid fucking game that she was a pawn in?

“Then why not say something earlier! Why wait until I’ve told a!Tommy things!”, a!WT responded, pretending like her voice wasn’t shaking as hard as her hands were, eyes wide.

a!Wilbur laughed coldly, a dark gleam in its eyes that was never there before. At least, never a look that was directed at her. Once the laugh faded, the words that came were just as cold,” You think I care? You think I told you the truth- do you really think I’d trust You? Of all people, why you? It was just a stupidly easy way to distract the poor whining opposition…”

It was then that a!WT felt the eyes on her, and her gaze drafted from the healed but entirely unrecognizable face of a!Wilbur to the area around the pair. They were surrounded by residents, both ones who had been exiled and those who stayed. Ghostburs, a!Niki, even the a!Techno and the Wilbur she had met on her journey. They were all watching with impassive expressions, meeting her gaze and the longer they looked the more disdainful they became, faces warping in expressions of pure disgust or betrayal.

But the worst was a!Tommy.

a!Tommy’s eyes were filled with disgust and hurt, but also grim resignation. He was up in a tree, their bracelet-less arms wrapped around a branch, making no move to help.

“Help me.”, a!WT mouthed, aware that a!Wilbur was speaking but she paid them no mind, pleading for her friend to somehow be able to save this. Surely she had a plan, or some sort of saving grace that would get a!WT out of this. They were a pair right? Best friends?

Though a!Tommy was far away, his words echoed around a!WT.

“Why would I help you? You didn’t even fucking give me useful information- you got yourself into this situation. I don’t need you, and never did. You weren’t careful enough, and now everyone knows. Everyone knows everything except me. You’ve given me nothing… you are nothing to me…”, a!Tommy’s voice echoed, a!WT wilting back against the wall, the wall now fully supporting her weight as the weight of the words crashed down around her, unable to help but whisper back a helpless,”You don’t mean that.”, but a!Tommy’s cold eyes and careless shrug confirmed the Vice Presidents worse thoughts.

Everyone knew everyone knew everyone knew-

“Who are you talking to? Praying to some god you’re hoping will answer- why would they help you? Everything was in your hands… you could have saved me.”, a!Wilburs tone suddenly changed, and a!WT straightened, instantly looking back at the President. It’s face was now covered with a mask a!WT knew they got from a!Dream.

“What?”, a!WT asked, feeling incredibly wrong footed with how this had changed, but not questioning when it had had the chance to put on the mask. She also didn’t question the way a!Tommy was now standing beside a!Wilbur, and the feeling of being watched became stronger.

“You could have fixed things, fixed us. You could have not betrayed everyone you ever met, but everyone knows, and always did. We are all damned to a cursed existence because of you. And you are not going to escape punishment for your crimes”, a!Tommy and a!Wilbur spoke in unison, voices eerily similar as they both drew weapons, a!Tommy hoisting a bow and a!Wilbur with a sword.

There was chanting now, and the clicks of a clock. “We all know”, was being repeated over and over, in perfect time with the ticks of a clock that were getting steadily louder, and quicker as the pair in front of her advanced.

“No, no- no nonononono- NO-please, I’m sorry Please-“,a!WT couldn’t back up any further, shrinking down and she finally realized that tears were streaming down her face. The clocks were getting louder, and a!Wilbur was drawing its sword back, preparing to swing.

The sounds reached a crescendo before all the voices merged into one, sounding like every single person she’d ever loved or cared about. She was surrounded, but completely alone, with no one on her side. Only the ticking of the clock was there now, echoing in the silence.

“They all know. Traitors like you deserve to die alone, and your time is up.”, a!Wilbur said, mask disappearing to reveal their grinning face swinging it’s sword swiftly at a!WT’s face, as a!Tommy let the arrow fly in the same direction.

~*~

Right before the weapons hit, a!WT woke up, gasping for air, pushing herself away from the desk she had been sitting working at until she’d fallen asleep. The force of her startled push pushed her backwards in the chair, hitting her head on the ground once she fell.

“What the fuck-“, she mumbled, sitting there for a moment with a hand over her face and her other under her head, staring up at the ceiling. A!WT’s chest heaved with frantic breaths as though her body was making sure that she was still alive.

For a moment the girl simply laid there, staring up at her ceiling, unaware of the tears streaming down her face as she tried to convince herself it was all a dream. But was it? Maybe everyone did know…

“I’m so fucking stupid.”, she mumbled to herself, sniffling slightly as she crawled out of the chair and stood up shakily, glancing out the window, glad to find it was only barely sunrise. That would give her some time to try and make herself perfectly presentable before any of the remaining citizens saw her. She couldn’t let them see her like this, she was all they had left right now. The president hadn’t sent a letter, and a!Tommy hadn’t replied. Maybe they didn’t need her….

Deciding to busy herself in her work, a!WT stumbled back over to her desk, setting her chair the correct way around before flopping down onto it, and pulling the papers towards her. Might as well try and finish figuring out the details for the weaponry they had.

As she tried to distract herself, and the sun rose, the girl couldn’t quite shake the feeling that everyone around her knew, and were just waiting for the right time to expose her as a traitor. The morning sun and the tedious work may have burned away her clearest memories of the dream, but a!Tommy’s words were burned in her memory. They didn’t need her, and her time was running out.

#Yooo #Thats pog #good angst :D

yailea-deactivated20231216

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asmptherapycloset

What does the Crying About Ghostbur Jar look like?

yailea-deactivated20231216

#ooc #yep

tfw you're trying to go to atlantsimp with the president but you get put in jail by a shapeshifter that apparently feeds on suffering

Ikr, it's so annoying when that happens

Just wanted to go on a boat and now a Liedenchen put me in jail cause i looked vaguely suspicious :(

#ooc #GBT Stuff

mcytblrprison

Can you put @a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur in prison for questioning my rules?

@a-exclamationpoint-ghostbur is in jail!

edgymcfries

bruhhhhh

yailea-deactivated20231216

My rules were questioned, darling. How am I supposed to maximize suffering with rulebreakers around?

#ooc #Pov: GBT puts you in jail

I CANT BELIEVE YOU’VE DONE THIS D:

an-asmp-tommy

here comes,

✨the Boy✨

soft a!tommy rights

(you can find the picrew here)

#Yooo pog :D #your character’s design is so good #ooc

H-Hello?

I'm here to see if you're ready to g-go to Atlansimp. -a!Wilbur

Oh, hello a!Wilbur! I’m pretty much ready, so we can get going as soon as you want!

W-Well, we could go now. Is that alright w-with you?

O-oh, sure! Just let me make sure I’ve got everything packed real quick?

Of c-course. You don't want to be unprepared.

Yeah, you’re right, thank you.

[*They quickly look through their bag, containing mostly sweaters. A frown flits across their face before they look up and grab a blue journal off a nearby table, sticking it in their bag.*]

...Ok, that’s everything. I’m ready to go now.

#apologist smp #a!wilbur

H-Hello?

I'm here to see if you're ready to g-go to Atlansimp. -a!Wilbur

Oh, hello a!Wilbur! I’m pretty much ready, so we can get going as soon as you want!

W-Well, we could go now. Is that alright w-with you?