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@ask-another-anti
Lucina, discussing: -Also, I might die cause I plan to hug Anti from behind, put a flower crown on him, and boop his nose.
Cap:
Cap: You mean, you ALSO plan to die-
It’s a great plan, stop judging me.
Luci, why?!
I haven’t died yet! Trust me, I’ll be fine!
You plan on doing... Ẃ̷̞͖̜̺̈́ͣͭ̒͒H̻͎̟͚͓̐Ḁ͍ͅTͫ̕?̣̫̦͙͍̻ͤ͋ ͍͂ͧͭ͌ͪ̓
Ȋ̈́ͣ'̌ͮ͂m͛̾̚ ̩͓̗nͦ̈҉͓̯͎ě̪̟x̃̽͆t̒̐ͨ
Jay: Alright, I’m going to stay away from Anti from now on :D
Jay, ten seconds later: I can’t believe I’m on Anti’s lap again
What do you thin about the others? -C
He was… thinking about that one. How much does he say? Ah, fuck it… it’s not like those pitiful things can even try to save one of them. Anti leant back against a tree.
“Others.”
His signature smile poked through as he reached into his pocket, shuffling in there for a good while, and taking out a handful. A handful he showed to the audience. And in there, relics. Things he collected. A bloodied headphone cable…
“Ah, the poor doctor, huh? Trying to save everyone… and not even being able to save himself. But I am sure I have talked about him already.”
The glitch lifted his head up, playing with the cable, narrowing his eyebrows at the person.
“Were you not pa̧͘͟y͘҉̸̀į̕ņ͜͠g͘͡͝͞ ́́҉͝a̢̨҉t͠͞t̨̀͜͠͞e̴͝͞҉ń͡t̶̢i̷̕o̸̵͡ń̷̴̵͞?̧́͘͡͞”
The voices of his aura chuckled and repeated his words as he revealed another item, a golden wedding ring, lifting his arm up and letting the soft forest light glint off of it.
“Chase.”
He said, letting his claws play and fidget with the precious piece of jewelerry. Worthless to Anti, precious to someone else.
“Lost soul. Their… Fa͞v͞òuŕi̶͢t͜͜e͏ ̧b̶̸̵o͏͟͠y.̧ ҉”
He scrunched the ring in his palm, snarling.
“Lets see how long that will last, no?”
His hand found itself back in his pocket as his eyes centered on the human.
“And the others? There is not that much to talk about, is there… Weak, just like the person they came from… Not even magic and superpowers made them resist my call… they all follow me.”
“Oh and, Robbie has an interesting design.”
A young man with black hair, golden eyes in an impeccably black dapper suit appeared along with a top hat and cane. "Nice to see you, Glitch Grinch~" The young man said, bowing while he flourishly removed his top hat and leaned on his cane slightly. He fixed himself upright and gave his signature smirk. "Cozy little place you got here."
“Oh my, a dapper.”
It was quiet, with an underlying sound of slight disgust. Well, at least they were polite. Sort of. He bared his teeth at the nickname, his aura glitching angrily, whispering little threats and curses.
“Don't think you're safe just because I have a think for classy looking things.”
'kay. i see you're in a funny mood?
A voice sounded right behind the old friend. Was he there before? Definitely not.
“It’s reassuring to see one of the servants I cherish.”
A hand found itself on Lidren’s chin, tugging it upwards so he could see their face, even from behind, sporting a little smile, a bit less smirky than usual.
“Do not be mistaken, I have been watching you for this… entire time…”
A quiet, hungry hint crawled into his voice and eyes as his claws trailed their throat.
“But to see you in person, it sure did improve my mood. Now, why are you here, my toy?”
It'd probably be 99% memes, if you're speaking in my language.
Anti’s frown did not change. Slowly, he reached out, gesturing, transparent string-like threads snaking around the nearby branches and trunks, hissing, whispering at the back of the human’s mind.
The demon stepped closer.
“I͏̸’͝m̵̀͞ ̴̧̧͡d̷̴̶̛͟o̶̶̕͞w̵̵n̶̵͏̴̢.̴̧́͡“
do you have fangs? -C
As an answer, he simply grinned, showing all of his shiny, pearly teeth, all sharp, his canines winning the sharpness competition, by far.
“Whatever a lot of puppets imagine me having, I can…”
how about we DONT do that because the things attached to you that id like to be poked with doesnt have many things on the list
Anti paused. The knife faltered for a moment before resting back at his side, an arm of the being very roughly pushing the human to fall. He stepped forward, kicked, and threw the weapon into his other hand lazily.
“So thi͜s is̵ ̸how ͝it̵s ͡d̷ơn͜ȩ th̴e͞se̸ ̶d̴áys!”
The glitch paced around the victim, swiping his blade, marking the nearby trees as he lived out the role of a pissy highschooler.
“͝I͝ h̴a̴ve ͢f͠eelings͝! Y͜ou c͜o͞úld͘ ̸ha̷ve ́don͡e͜ ̸s̶o ̶many͏ ̧t̢h͞i̡n͡gs!͏ T͜e͏ll͘ ̛m̴e̵ I̢ a̕m͝ ̢pr̶et̕t̵y!́ Ásk ́m̡e ̶ơut ͜for̸ ̡à dìn̕ner! ͠B͏u͞y m͡e͡ ͠choc̵o͠l̡a͞t҉es̛!"
Another kick, right to the side.
“A͏n͞d͝ ̴i̵nste̶ad̵ al҉l ͞you͡ ͞wa̛n̕t i̧s͜ my͢ ͠bo̴d̨y a͜n̵d̶ t͞o ̸maybe͢ n҉o͟t̶ ͝be̡ ҉mu҉r̸dȩreee͞e̷d̴!”
He knelt down, getting out a few played sobs before he trailed the knife back, slicing right across the human’s collarbone, a wound, a scar, a warning.
i opened your blog on chrome and it asked me if i wanted to translate the page. apparently, anti, you're not speaking english. my guess is you're speaking NERD language. hah!
“I take the language of whatever body I possess.”
He was quiet, his eyes glowing, a frown letting some fangs poke through. A warning glint shined through the demonic aura of his as he walked closer.
“M͘͢a̡͢k͢͠͝es͡ ̀me͏̕ ̛̛wo̸҉҉n҉d̛͏̕e͡r̛̕.̴̴̧.̧͢.̧͘ w͏̢h̀ą́t ̵̵ẁo͢͝ul̴d i͏t̡͜ ҉͘b͟͡è͠.͠.͝.͝ ̡i̸҉̧f̶͘͜ ̡͘͠I̛ ̷̸͜t͜o͟ǫk̵̢ yo̴̡̨u͞͠͏r͘s̕͡.̕͘͡..҉͝”
oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck okay that's not necessary death is not needed today. you've made your *point* now, anti. (*ba dum tss*)
“O͢͡h̶͝,̀ ̕͠a̸̕͝ ̡͏͠j̡ok̕͝͝est͏ȩ͘͡ŗ̴͘!͟͝ ̢̕I͟ ͏l͏̨i̴̡ke͠ ͞j̕͡o̴͜҉k͢͟e͡st͞er̵̕s̡,̀ h̢͡eh͝ę,̕ ͡h҉à͟ha̛͜͡, H̸͢A̸͟H̶͞A҉̸HA̛͜H̨̛AH̵͞A̴̛͢H̵͜͝AḨ̷͘A̴͞͡!”His laugh’s unnerving sound scared a few birds, making them flock and yeet the fuck away.
It slowly shifted into a low growl in his damaged throat as the beast stabbed the knife’s point just a little bit deeper, breaking the skin, but not causing serious damage… yet.
“H͏͡m̸m, ̸̢Į̸ d͢͝o͜n’͘͠t̨̀ ̷̛͡t̵҉h̶i̸n̷̕͢k̷̛̛ ̸̛͝I̷͏̸ ͞͏h͘a̴͏v̕e͏ ͜͝m͟͠a͢d́è͜ ̡͏q̷uì҉̵t͞e̵͘ e̴n̴͞o̢͟u̷͝g̛͠h̛͡ ͞͝PO̡I̵N̴T̢͡S̶,̵̨ ̶̢͟i͞n҉͠ ̶f́a͏̶c̷t̀.͞͞͞.̢͘͞.͡ ̡̕”̸̕͠He opened his other palm, five slender fingers bearing five tall, sharp claws. Very pointy.
̶̡̡”.̧.̢̛.̧H̵̢o͢w̛͘ ͏̶͜abo̕͞út̢̨ some͜ m̸o̡͘ŗ̀͠e͠?̸̢“
wow, dark actually might have some competition for the edgelord awards
“Mhm… is that so?”
A voice giggled before its bearer swooped down, unpleasantly close to the little rascal.
“Well, I have one more contestant…”
He said as a nife found itself under the person’s throat, the silvery surface cutting into their delicate skin, little droplets of blood already trickling down.
“I call him kn̸i͜f͡e̕y͘͢,̵ ̸̧̨à͝n̨̧d̴͘ I ̴d̵á̛͜r͡e ͝say ̧̡h̸e̵ ̛͡i͜͏̧s ͟҉̕VE̴̸R̴̡͞Y ̵̛͡ed͞g҉y.͢"̸͝
Well I think it's really cool -C
The glitchy screechiness paused. Huh.
“It’s not an easy voice to work with.“
The figure finally left the shadows, walking a little closer, leaning in to take a good look on this… stranger…
“I appreciate your thanks…”
OOO, YOU'RE BACK
“A̕N̶̴͢D̸͘ ͢YOU̷͜ A̷͡Ŕ͜E̛ ̧͟҉Ĺ̡͡Ǫ̵UD!”
The glitch yelled back in the perfect irony, the sound bouncing back and forth between the tree crowns.
Your voice is really cool, did you now that? -C
He thought about leaving the darkness for a moment. But then again, they apparently liked his voice. So, have more of it curious little puppet. The only thing they could properly see was that he tilted his head like a dog, judging by how his eyes changed the spot.
“My voice….”
A faint chuckle on the other side as his head finally snapped back to place.
“You mean His voice with some demonic sprinkles?”
He spoke quietly, calmly, with a few glitches blinking through here and there, until he downright hissed the next statement out. Looks like the voice talk made him a little self-conscious about it.
“I͡t͝͞s͘͝͞ ͏sc҉҉̷rę̷e͏͘c҉̶h҉́҉ý̕,̕ o͜bn͟o̴̧x̶̢͞io͟ùs̴̀,̵͟ ̨à͟n͢͜d͜͡ ̴͜wà̵y҉ ͞t̶o̶̧͢o̧̡ ͞h͡iģ͞h̵͝.͘ ͟”
How have you been Anti? -C
The person wouldn’t get an answer for a long while of silence, the two glowing dots scanning them. Maybe even looking through them. Thinking. Finally, he spoke.“Oh, how would I be. Not much has changed… My power grows… Jack is still an idiot…”A low growl echoed.“My puppets STILL d̵̙͎̳̖̼ͅi͍s̸̗̲̞̦͎͈r̥̞̺̖̩e̠̬̭ś̬̳͔p̟̜̥̞̟ȩ̫̞̫̬͍͍c̤̰̯̝̕t̛̜̦in͈̲̫͟g̶͔̪̹̺̲̝̭ ͙͕̼̯̩t͚̠̜͙̩̜̗͡h̙̙͈͎̭̮e̼̯̟i͙r̬̖͇͍̺̮ͅ ̪̲ki̛̤̼̠̳n̜̯̥̬̮g̼̞̣͠.̹̠̳͓ͅ”Thankfully, it did not last too long.“I have been… alright. I suppose.”
They were already broken, and came here not for be healed, but on their own desire. The forest is the place, where they grew up, have lived for a many years in their life in the vicinity of the dense Northern forests. And now they have no fear, they look at the starry sky, slightly smiling corners of their lips. Here is so... peaceful. Doesn't matter, who else is here with them, what shadows are behind them, whose whisper they, seems, hear. "Feelin' alone?" - they rustled. Was it their question?
The shadows moved, and a figure emerged, stepping around the newcomer carefully, almost as if any harsher movement would ultimately shatter them.“S͜om͡e̸tim̧e͞s.”He curiously scanned the human before walking closer, and seating himself to the ground next to them, joining them with their stargazing for something that could feel like an eternity, stars reflecting in Anti’s eyes.“B͢u҉t..̸. I͟'͏m ne̕v̛e̡r̨ al͘o̢né.”It almost sounded as if he was talking about the stars above, leaving an unusually long pause.Suddenly looking towards the human, he pointed at his own head in a motion that would indicate he’s talking about voices. “̴T͜h҉e̕y̶.̀.. ͟T̶he̛y ̸n͏e͠ver͢ stop.”He sighed and laid to the grassy floor, not paying much attention to the person anymore, seemingly deep in thought.
They nodded slightly at his answer, lowered their head unlike him. Everything was mute for them, they couldn't feel it anymore. There was a time when they could understand and could see between the lines, but not for now. The forest… This place started to scare them.
“But you are here, regardless of everything” - they said quietly as they stood up on their sluggish legs. They were tired, but didn’t even want to mention it. Digging in the bag, they pulled out a small flashlight, it turned out to be dead because of empty batteries. Well, well…
They didn’t like being in the dark, anyways. They thought that when they came here, there was lighter. Or is it just seemed to them?
Antisepticeye shifted his gaze to keep his eyes trained on them and their desperate attempts to make a flashlight work, to guide them out of this maze of greenery, or, this late at night, blackery. “̸̢͟I͘҉̡͠͡ ̧͡͏̸̴a͝m̷̕҉͜.̷̡̧̡̀.” Seeing him get up must have been quite the experience, as it almost seemed as if the surrounding shadows reached out to the beast like ethereal arms, ultimately joining his form and circling around his body like some kind of a disastrous aura. “̨͠A̸͡n͏͢d̸̴̡ ҉̕҉̶̢s̷̶̴o͏̴̧̨̕ ̴̛́͜͠a̢͢͞ŗ̷̷e̵͏̴ ̶̕y̡̛̕o̡̡̧͝u̧͟.̀͞͡” The aura seemed to extend, enveloping the surrounding area, making the trees seem… Alive, like devilish dancers, coated in a fog. The human has perked up the being’s interest, it seemed. Each of his steps bringing him closer to them, he observed their reaction to being cornered, each of the possesed trees joined with a whisper, making them grow into a nightmarous choir as they reached their branches out to them, not quite reaching their target by mere inches… “̵F̡o͜r̕͏̧͝ ͝͏҉h͞͡҉ơ̕w̶̶̧͢ ̵̛͟l̶͡o̷͘n̴̨̡͟g̢̢̀͞͡ ̷̀í̵͟͞s̶͞ ̷̶͝͡t̢҉h̶̴̛̀͞a̴̕͠͏t͠҉̵̢̨ ̸̵̛́g̛͏ò̢n̷̢̡͟͢n͏̵́a̷͘ ̵̢̨l̀͘͟á̢͟͡s̛͝t̸,̨͠ ҉̷̧́͘t̴̛͢h̵̨͘͞͏o̸̷̡u̵̵͠҉ģ̵̡̛͞h̶̸̨́͝?̴̨̢̕͞”
