Lost in the Anti-Void

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So why exactly is there literally a sanity error sans in the anti-void exactly? Also now the sanity error sans is wearing sound proof/voice proof headphones that prevents him from literally loosing his sanity from whatever happened in the future of the anti-void ok?

((First of all: how the heck did you find this blog it’s been like 5 years

Secondly: I’m gonna be honest, I really can’t explain what I was thinking back then because, well. It’s been a while. I came up with the idea of making this blog after I saw one of the Error!Sans comics, and I thought it was an interesting and original idea to get into the fandom and RP in general - and it was! I had a lot of fun with this. But yes, there is a sanity Error!Sans in the anti-void: it’s this dude, and the reason he’s there is because the thing that happened to make Error!Sans the way he is hasn’t happened yet. I don’t really understand what you’re asking with the second question though.

I don’t use the main account that this is attached to anymore, so I don’t check this blog except to occasionally see if anything’s going on (like maybe a massive resurgence, imagine that). I don’t think I’ll be starting this back up again at all, so I won’t really be able to answer any more of your questions. Sorry.))

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He didn’t know how long he had been there. He’d been walking through the anti-void as normal, but for what felt like months he hadn’t found anything new. The only thing that wasn’t an empty, white, silent void was the voices - though he was getting better at tuning them out, they were the only things that changed. 

That was, until he saw a familiar figure against the same, blank void. He didn’t move for a few moments, but started to move closer once he snapped back to reality.

“... I-Ink?”

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PSA;

((So, I hate to make this kind of post so suddenly, but there’s something I need to say.))

((If I post a starter call, I’m posting it to start a RP with someone. That is one of the easiest ways to do so, and liking/reblogging is the quickest way for me to see if anybody wants to RP with me. However, on this most recent one, I noticed responses from some personal blogs, and only about 1/2 were other RPers.

I know that I didn’t specify in my rules whether personals can interact or if I’m selective, but if you’re a blog wanting to RP I want to see some kind of about page for your muse, so my muse knows who he’s talking to. And if you’re liking for a sideblog, I want you to tell me the sideblog’s URL. If I can’t see one, then I assume you’re not a RPer and that you’re just liking the post anyway.

I would very much prefer it if this didn’t happen. I post the starter call for roleplayers, and if others start to like or reblog it then I can get confused about whether you actually want to roleplay, and I start to panic that I’m missing someone out who actually did but I couldn’t find any kind of info.

Sorry. But if you’re a personal blog, please don’t like or reblog my starter calls unless it is for a sideblog. Thanks.))

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✦Starter call!✦

((Like/Reblog for a starter!

Anyone is welcome to do so ^^))

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((Guess who has two thumbs and is really bad at keeping up with this blog?

This guyyyyyyy!

Okay but being serious now, I do want to at least do a little more with this blog instead of leaving it for even longer ^^; I have a starter call scheduled to post later today (for real this time!) and if anybody responds to it I will try my best to make the starters and start RPing here again.

I’ve been trying to keep up with the other RP blog I made a while back as well, and as a result I keep forgetting about this one. I’m gonna try not to keep doing that and focus on bringing Blackberry back up - even if only for a little bit.))

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If you're still doing those questions, 9, 13, and 14? ( I just found this blog and it seems really interesting!)

((Sorry I didn’t answer this sooner! Also, thank you ^^ I’m glad people still like it even after my inactivity…))

(9. Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most?)

((I would be lying if I said I didn’t (at least a little bit-) but I know that being a good RPer doesn’t mean putting them through angst all the time. It does allow for a lot of creativity and development though, although it is kind of a way to vent for me as well. In answer to the second question: if he found out his timeline was gone. Because that would basically mean all his attempts to find it and escape were completely useless.))

(13. What about your muse makes you sad?)

((He’s a lonely skele. Although he does meet more people than he expects in the anti-void, it doesn’t quite make up for all the times he spends alone with the voices. Also, just the fact that he can’t talk to his brother in his old timeline. I know I’d feel really bad if I couldn’t see my brother again :c))

(14. How would you describe your muse to someone about to meet them, in person, for the first time?)

((he is little and broken but still good :)

Okay but seriously, if I were to describe him to someone, I’d say that he is a nervous skeleton, a little messed up due to the fact that he was ripped out of his timeline and into the anti-void. He’d be really jumpy and probably wouldn’t trust you completely for a while, but just make sure he knows he isn’t gonna be, you know, attacked or something. Also, don’t worry about the voices. There isn’t really a way to make them go away, so you kinda have to deal with him listening and/or talking to them.

Really, he’s a complicated character. Though you’ll be able to see hints of his old personality if you get close enough.))

[uniiversedrifters]

// hello! this is the mun of a new multi-muse rp blog, featuring characters from fandoms such as undertale, homestuck, gravity falls (maybe), and more! there may even be some original characters as well! now this blog is still under some construction, and muses may be added all over the place, but if you would like to interact with:

- a positive blue skeleton,

- a crabby alien in godhood,

- an excitable space girl,

- or others to come,

then feel free to like or reblog this post and i’ll check you out! //

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UNDERTALE starters

“…But nobody came.”

“I… I’ve changed my mind about all this. This isn’t a good idea anymore.”

“YOU! You’re standing in the way of everybody’s hopes and dreams!”

“I don’t want to break their hearts all over again. It’s better if they never see me.”    

“Despite everything, it’s still you.”

“Ah, the cactus. Truly the most tsundere of plants.”

“Go ahead. Prepare however you want. But when you step forward… I will KILL you.”

“It’s me, [name].”

“Wow! We haven’t even had our first date and I’m in the friendzone!”

“It pains me to say this, but… you should probably never come back here.”

“Maybe looking at this nice lamp will help you.”

“There is nothing left for us here. Let us erase this pointless world, and move on to the next.”

“They thought that he had killed the child.”

“Quit looking at me with that stupid expression. You’re pissing me off.”

“We’re all counting on you, kid. Good luck.”

“Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming… Perfect weather for a game of catch.”

“You can certainly find better than an old man/woman like me.” 

“I do not know if this is pathetic or endearing.”

“Oh. My god. I didn’t expect you to show up so soon! I haven’t showered, I’m barely dressed, it’s all messy, and…”

“You’re way better at dating than I am.”

“Get dunked on!”

“This is the power that the humans feared.”

“They must be here, playing a joke on me. I’ll just wait until one of them admits it…”

“…You really like hot animals, don’t you?”

“It was nice to meet you. …Goodbye.”

“On days like this, kids like you should be burning in Hell.”

“Remember. DON’T kill anyone. …I can’t believe this is a REAL thing I have to remind you.”

“…Why are you still here? Are you trying to keep me company?”

“You should be smiling, too. Aren’t you excited? Aren’t you happy?” 

“Don’t worry, my little monarch, my plan isn’t regicide. This is SO much more interesting.”

“What makes you think you’re in control?”

“Never come back here. You are not welcome.”

“Why does someone as great as me have to do so much to get recognition?!”

“You made your choice long ago.”

“Don’t you realize that being nice just makes you get hurt?”

“So you finally made it. The end of your journey is at hand.”

“I didn’t cry! I just… caught something in my eye!”

“You know what would be more valuable to everyone? IF YOU WERE DEAD!”

“Look. [Name] didn’t come to the meeting today. Say what you want about him/her/them. H/She’s/They’re weird, naive, self-absorbed. But [name] has NEVER missed a meeting. And no matter what time you call him/her/them on the phone… Night, day, afternoon, morning… He/she/they ALWAYS answers within the first two rings.”

“Anything you want to do is important enough. Even something as small as reading a book, or taking a walk… Please take your time.“

“[Name] hated humanity. Why they did, they never talked about it. But they felt very strongly about that.”

“WELL? Are you CHERISHING?! CHERISH HARDER!”

“If you… If you think I’m gonna give up hope, you’re wrong. ‘Cause I’ve got my friends behind me.”

“Perhaps we can reach a compromise. You still have something that I want.”

“Always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first.”

“No matter the struggles or hardships you faced… you strived to do the right thing. You refused to hurt anyone.”

“This is why I never make promises.”

“ …Why? Why are you being… so nice to me? I can’t understand. I can’t understand! I just can’t understand… “

“Honestly, fighting you IS pretty fun… So even if you ARE a sicko, I’ll take it!”

“Maybe you’d be better… at not killing anyone? Crazy idea, huh? Let me know how that one goes.” 

“Did I ever tell you about the time [name] flirted with me?”

“STOP PETTING THE ENEMY!”

“Now, I understand acting in self-defense. You were thrown into those situations against your will.”

“You’d better watch yourself, kid. Things are lookin’ real bad for you.”

“Are you ready? If you are not, I understand. I’m not ready either…”

“Oh my God! Will you two just smooch already?”

“Don’t you get it? There’s no such thing as happy endings. This is all that’s left…!”

“The internet! I’m quite popular there!”

“Do you think even the worst person can change…? That everyone can be a good person if they just try?”

“Don’t worry about it. Most of us have tried to kill [name] at one time or another.”

“Wowie! You did it! You didn’t do a violence!”

“Not everything can be resolved by being nice.”

“Don’t kill, and don’t be killed, alright? That’s the best you can strive for.” 

“Oh no! You’re meeting all of my standards!”

“Anime is real, RIGHT?!”

“Maybe you’re wondering if I ever get tired of winning… Wanna see my answer?”

“Sorry, I do not have much to say. It was nice to hear your voice, though.”

“This is all just a bad dream… and you’re NEVER waking up!”

“Down here, it’s kill or be killed!”

“I can’t come back. I just can’t, OK?”

“I so badly want to say, ‘would you like a cup of tea?’ But… You know how it is.”

“Would you smooch a ghost?”

“The truth is… [Name] wasn’t really the greatest person.” 

“Well, if I were you, I would have thrown in the towel by now. But you didn’t get this far by giving up, did you?” 

“You’re not really human, are you? No. You’re empty inside. Just like me.”

“Are you bored? I should have given a book to you. My apologies. Why not use your imagination to divert yourself?”

“I’ll hold victory in front of you, just within your reach… and then tear it away just before you grasp it.”

“Come on! Step forward and let’s end this!”

“Don’t you get it? This is all just a GAME.”

“Are those two robots…?”

“If you have some sort of special power… isn’t it your responsibility to do the right thing?”

“Stop plaguing my life with incidental music!”

“Self-defense? Please. You didn’t kill them because you had to. You killed them because it was easy for you. Because it was fun for you. Do you think it was fun when I found out…? Do you think it’s fun when people’s family members never come home? Is that fun? No. “

“I wish I had eight legs… so I could wear FOUR pairs of hot pants!”

“The more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. The more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. The more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others.”

“RUN. INTO. THE BULLETS.”

“I can’t go to Hell. I’m all out of vacation days.”

“They just sort of showed up one day and…asserted themselves. The town’s gotten a lot more interesting since then.”

“Our king is really bad at names.”

“If it weren’t for you, I would’ve never gotten past him. But now, with your help, he’s DEAD.”

“Then why’d you kill my brother/sister?”

“I’ve done everything this world has to offer. I’ve read every book. I’ve burned every book. I’ve won every game. I’ve lost every game. I’ve appeased everyone. I’ve killed everyone.”

“What did you do to him? …What did you DO to him?!”

“…I don’t have the heart to tell her what you did. Do you know how she’d react?”

“You didn’t even need my help, which is great, ‘cause I love doing absolutely nothing.”

“I’m smiling and I hate it!”

“Do you wanna have a bad time? ‘Cause if you take another step forward… you are REALLY not going to like what happens next.”

“If we’re really friends… you won’t come back.”

“Did you really think I was gonna be satisfied… killing you only ONE time?”

“I remember when I first woke up here, in the garden. I was so scared. I couldn’t feel my arms or my legs…”

“Even after all this time, you’re still the only one that understands me.”

“Why do I always get the freaks?”

“It’s possible that you may have a problem.”

“What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth…”

“I’m nineteen years old and I’ve already wasted my entire life.”

“If you’re so scared, why do you keep winking?”

“Don’t you have anything better to do?”

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AAAAA! !! You're alive ! !! I missed you my dude (@askorchidby)

((Indeed I am!

kinda

okay maybe not completely but hear me out

I missed you too! Even if we didn’t interact much outside of the event, it was really fun ^^ missed doing all that.

Also, to everyone else, although I’m probably not gonna start rping again quite yet, I’m up for answering asks instead if you want to send any…))

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[ Skajslka so I wrote this?? I promise you there’s a bit of sadness but it’s nothing but fluff and happiness and maybe a small inclusion of some headcannon thing that is obviously only true if there’s two are friends but??? It’s just hella adorable I love these two getting along and I hope this makes you happy because I’m actually almost crying cause it makes me happy so here you go hope you like it– ]

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Blackberry felt the ever-lasting silence of the antivoid dawning on him. He wasn’t sure why he felt like the pain he felt the occasional times he glitched would be better off than this right now. Or at the very least, for anything to happen. He had a fair few friends, and at the same time he wasn’t sure if any of them would want to see him - that was one of the many doubts the pre-glitch skeleton felt. Shaking, Blackberry called up into a ball, lowering his head down into his lap. He couldn’t tell, but he was pretty sure a few tears rose up in his eyes as the thought of just how much he hated himself - the way he was, the way he thought… he longed to be someone different and was barely even willing to lift himself up off the ground and… and do something about it. 

The shift in the anti-void cause Blackberry off guard - no-one ever came in here without him. Who was in here now? He lifted up his head, unable to see well from both his bad vision and the tears in his eyes. He reached up his hand and wiped his eyes, before stretching his hand out on the ground for his glasses. 

“H-Here…” the slightly shy voice spoke up, hand brushing against Blackberry’s and causing him to tense a little, but tried his best to keep himself slightly calm as the glasses were pressed into his hand. He gulped, trying not to freak out as the voice he was hearing not only sounded familiar but also similar to his. Sliding on his glasses, it took a few seconds for Blackberry to look up at the checkerboard coloured skeleton in front of him. 

“F-Fusion?” he stuttered out, slightly surprised as he felt himself glitch a little, wincing in pain as he wasn’t all that used to the feeling, and Fusion couldn’t help but jump a little himself.

“S-Sorry… I didn’t mean to startle you. Just… felt a little bit lonely, that’s all…” he replied honestly, placing his hands together as he looked to the side. 

Blackberry gulped, looking to the side himself. “I-It’s okay… just wasn’t expecting anyone to show up. …Why did you come to me? Don’t you have other friends?” he asked, his self-doubt clearly ringing out in his voice. 

Fusion looked a little hesitant to answer for a second, truthfully just wrapped up in the multiple answers running through his mind right now and the nervousness from his silence being misinterpreted. “Y-Yes, but… I thought you might be lonely, too… and you’re one of my friends too, so… I decided to see… see you,” he answered honestly, gulping a little as Blackberry stared ahead in disbelief. “I… I have something for you,” Fusion continued, digging his hand deeply into one of his many coat pockets. It took a while, until he pulled out a plush – small and slightly messy, but together, and of one that Blackberry recongized.

His eyes widened slightly, a slight glitch running across that, somehow, he managed to ignore, as Fusion held it in his hands and rambled on slightly nervously. “I-I tried to get the glasses, but they didn’t really turn out all that well… some of the stitches are different colours as well because Ink thinks black is boring, Fell prefers red and Lust purple… the u-usual, really…” he said, turning his head to Blackberry. “S-Sorry… it’s not very good.”

Blackberry blinked a few times, still staring, and even he wasn’t sure what he was feeling. “Can I… can I hold it?” he asked, holding his hand out slightly.

Fusion looked a little surprised, but quickly closed his mouth and nodded his head, gently holding it out for Blackberry to take. He really wasn’t sure how stable the plush was since he himself was so very… not.

Blackberry just continued to stare with the plush in his hands, eyes noting every colourful detail that was so very unlike him and every piece of fabric that looked as though it could fall off any second, and yet… he felt a warmth in his soul, and the tears were beginning to form before he could even comprehend it, just… staring. Staring until he had to squint his eyes shut and lift a hand up as he sobbed. Staring until Fusion instantly became worried, bending down with a slightly shaky hand to place on his shoulder, saying sorry and asking if everything was okay over and over.

Crying until Blackberry lifted up his head again, wiping the tears out of his left eye, shaking his head with a small smile. “N-No, you’re fine… this is just… really, really nice… I-I love it, so… thank you,” he said, gulping slightly before continuing to smile, holding it close to his chest.

Fusion looked a little surprised, before lighting up, grinning slightly. “R-Really? Well, I’m glad it helped… heh,” he said, his cheeks a little bit purple as he lowered his eyes to the ground, laughing just a bit. “I bet even you could do a better job than me, though, honestly… seeing as I find it hard to concentrate on one thing. I try, but… I don’t have much confidence in changing the way I am. B-But I’m- I’m glad it made you happy,” he said, smiling a bit, before looking to the side. “A-Anyways, I should… I should get back.” Fusion wasn’t even sure why the place he sat it gave him slightly bad vibes, but it was probably yet another thing he was missing…

Blackberry bit his tongue, before lowering his eyes to the ground. “…Oh, okay…” he said, sounding a little upset.

Fusion wasn’t sure where the feeling had come from, nor why he had said that in one quick second as he instantly became nervous. “O-Oh, no, I don’t have to go…! I can stay!” he said hurriedly, trying to think of something – anything to keep him happy again. “S-Sorry… I wasn’t really thinking. B-But, uh, I don’t mind staying at all, really…! Heh…”

Blackberry smiled a bit again at first, but it quickly faded. “No, it’s okay… I understand this place isn’t the best for everyone, so you can go if you need to…” he said, not being able to help his sadness. He really couldn’t. It was just… who he was.

And being who he was, Fusion couldn’t help but feel bad. He gulped, but slightly nodded his head and rose up to his feet. “I-I’ll see you another time, then…” he said, giving him a small smile, before turning to make his way back out again with another word.

Silence fell again. Blackberry looked down to the plush, before letting out a sigh and falling back against the floor of the anti-void, looking up at the ceiling. Time passed, he was sure of it, but not of how long as he just continued to stare… think…

What may have been anything from a few minutes to a few hours, Blackberry felt another shift, moving to sit up as he looked around. No-one was entering, but a small box that was pushed in by a very familiar gloved hand. He tilted his head, but before he could say anything, the portal was gone, and he was left with nothing but the brown box full of… fabric? Needles and thread too, it looked like… he wasn’t sure why this was here – he hadn’t asked for it, but… he hadn’t asked for anything, really. None of what he’d received. Blackberry wasn’t even sure if he deserved it, but… after ages and ages of nothing but silence and staring, it… kind of felt nice to have something to do – something he could when he wasn’t around others. Without having to leave the void.

With a smile, Blackberry pulled the box towards him, counting out the multi-coloured fabrics in odd shapes, the threads, the scissors…

Blackberry knew exactly who he was going to make first. 

((Sun. Sun oh my god this is great I just-

I love this, seriously! It’s so sweet… These two really need to do more together aah

I wasn’t sure whether to post it at first but everyone needs to read this! I might start trying to get this blog back up again too (even if a lot of others are inactive now)…eventually, probably not very soon but at some point.

Again, this is really lovely and sweet, thank you ^^))

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((Some of you wanted to see this so… here. This is what Blackberry would be like if he was a troll instead of a skeleton. I think.

His blood colour is maroon (or whatever the lowest caste is called) and he’s in a pretty stable moirallegiance so far. He doesn’t remember how he managed to get one, though. He doesn’t remember a lot of things.

Anyway, yeah. That’s all I’m gonna say about him for now, but if anyone wants to know more then feel free to send an ask. Unless he gets an M!A turning him into this or something, you’re probably not gonna see Troll Blackberry again. Sorry.))

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11?

(11. What do you hate about your muse?)

((Honestly? Just the fact that, as he is now, he’s a coward.

I mean, I could go on about the confused morals (or lack thereof, depending on how you look at it) but those don’t bother me that much, because they make him more interesting to others.

But he’s also scared of a lot of things. And that can get in the way of him trying to find his timeline, because he’s afraid of what he’ll find there. And that, really, is something that I don’t particularly like about him.))

[occasionalrpmemes]

questions for the mun, regarding the muse.

What makes you the most emotional about your muse?

What made you decide to write this muse?

If you could change one event in your muse’s life (in their main or canon verse), what would you change?

If you could tell your muse one thing, what would you tell them?

If you could give your muse one gift, what would you give them?

If you had to take one positive thing away from your muse, what would you take away?

If you could “borrow” one aspect of your muse and apply it to yourself or your own life, what would you borrow?

Do you genuinely want your muse to be happy? What do you think would make them most happy in life?

Do you enjoy putting your muse through angst? What do you think would break their heart the most?

What do you love about your muse?

What do you hate about your muse?

What about your muse amuses you?

What about your muse makes you sad?

How would you describe your muse to someone about to meet them, in person, for the first time?

Would you like your muse as a person if you met them in real life?

In what ways are you better than your muse? In what ways are they better than you?

Why do you think you connect to your muse?

What aspect of your muse’s personality is most important to you? What aspect of your muse’s personality do you think is most important to them? Is it the same? Why or why not?

If you had to judge your muse and sentence them to a “fair” fate, what would your judgement be? Would you punish them? Reward them? How?

[come up with your own question for the mun, regarding the muse]

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“…”

“What?”

“Where… am I?”

“I-Is anyone there?”

“Hello?! ANYBODY?!”

“I-”

“AGH!”

“Wh-What? What are you-”

“STOP!”

“W-Where are you all coming from?!”

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((Pre-Insanity!Error Sans is available for questions.))

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((This was the first post I ever made on this blog ^^))

[dancingwithstrings-a]

@blackberryerror

Blackberry wasn’t exactly okay here. He had spent some time wandering through the anti-void - although he had long ago realised that time was irrelevant there - and at this point he was close to just collapsing on the ground and giving up. However, along with the usual voices that kept him going, the figure he had spotted stirred some curiosity within.

Mostly because this alternate - if that was what they were - seemed to look like him. At least, the dark colouration of their bones was the same. It was the first time he’d seen an alternate like this, especially as a few parts of them were… glowing? It was intriguing.

The nervous skeleton approached them. He was usually afraid of others in the anti-void, particularly the infinite alternate versions he could encounter, yet half of the time it was as if Blackberry had a death wish. Which, frankly, was unsurprising.

*There were only about one hundred left.

*Cleaning out his nest was no easy task. It was taking him months to just get to that point, but he was so close to being done. Just another day or two and it should be completely clear. And then, he could finally move on from this, and he could finally become a person he could be proud of.

*It took BlackLight a moment to notice that he had an observer, and when he did notice, he turned to them. He was immediately put on alarm seeing that the other was an error, though considering where they were it wasn’t much of a surprise to him. What did surprise him, however, was the demeanor the other held. He didn’t seem like he wanted a fight–in fact, he seemed quiet the nervous wreck.

*It was then BlackLight noticed, this alternate didn’t have any blue stripes running down his cheeks. His own eyes widened at this, and he turned to face the other completely. 

*Oh course, he couldn’t immediately jump to conclusions, but that was typically the sign of an error whom never actually had to use their string magic, and thus meant they never got into a FIGHT.

*He continued to stare at the other, a red SOUL in his hand that he was just about to set free. He might as well have been staring at him for hours before finally, he worked up the courage to actually speak.

“… Uh… He-ey.”

*Charming.

“You, uh… You se-eem lost.”

*He had to start somewhere.

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To Blackberry, it seemed like they were staring at each other, silent, for quite a while - despite the fact that it couldn't have been long at all, even with the irrelevance of time. The pinpricks in his eyesockets darted over the other, taking in his appearance more as he was closer. Ignoring the odd colours of the bones, he was a little confused at the clothing - it didn't look as if it was from a universe he recognised.

His own soul jumped at the one in the other's hand. If he didn't appear nervous before, he certainly did now, as he froze before he could say anything. Because of this, it was a few moments before he realised that the other skeleton had spoken.

"U-Um, y-yeah..." he replied, the instinct to run - as the voices seemed to recommend - starting to fade a little. Although he was trying his best to appear in any way normal now, he couldn't help but gaze at the glowing red of the human soul. It seemed oddly enchanting, if not familiar and, frankly, a little disturbing.

"W-What, uh, are you d-doing? I-I mean, with..." He gestured to the soul, feeling unable to say much more than that.

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((so uh how would you all feel if i showed you a design for a troll blackberry i made? i'm just asking because i've been inwardly brainstorming it for days and idk whether to post one or not))

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((Just a lil reminder that I’m still up for answering asks, so feel free to send some questions to this dork, and I can make responses for those at least ^^))