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Ask/Rp Blog For the “FunkinRune” AU(Deltarune belongs to Toby Fox)

[bombastic-big-shots]

Whitty simply sighs softly, mouth twitching as he watches Spamton try to scam a darkner. Said being awkwardly declining. He pushes off the wall and stands behind the darkner, kinda ominously.

“Buy something from him. Or else” The creature flinches, before awkwardly buying something from the salesman.

“DYNAMITE! GOOD DEAL [[buddy]]! REALLY GOOD! YOU GOT US ANOTHER [[ great deal]] WITH THAT [[valued customer]]!” Whitty shakes his head with a snort.

“I mean. I guess. What did you even sell them?”

“[[hyperlink blocked]]”

“......... ooooooook then-” He just… isn’t gonna question him, onwards.

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“Hey yo gamer, check this out.” Carol pulls out a gaming controller and hits one of the buttons. The controller turned into a spear for a moment. Berdly’s eyes widened, before having sparkles. He regains himself and coughs into his arm.

“Can I try?” Carol snorts, allowing her weapon to go back to it’s default setting.

“Don’t impale yourself. Have fun.”

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“Sarv?” The taller demon flinches, glancing back and going wide eyed.

“GF! Finally! Someone familiar! Where… how did we get here?” GF sighs.

“Oh boy… welcome to the darkworld, or at least a version of it.” She jabs her thumb to Ralsei.

“Fluff boy over here can explain it better than me.” The scarf wearing goat snickers softly.

“Apologies. Welcome to our land. I’m Ralsei, I don’t know our exact location but… we should try to find Kris and the others.” Sarv only nods slowly.

“Alright… lead the way?”

“Hohoho! Another adventure!” The trio pause- before Ralsei and GF simultaneously go-

“WAIT WHY IS LANCER IN MY/YOUR INVENTORY???”

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Queen stares out at the fountain. Lightly sipping her battery acid. They honestly weren’t sure why so many lightners had come to the darkworld. But deep down she hoped… and knew they would help her fufill her goal. She pauses, before sighing and throwing the glass on the ground, laughing to herself.

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Partner AU with @/funkin-in-the-darkworld

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....I'm doing..fine. I need you to help me with something." They handed over a couple bucks, staring still. "I'll..pay you if you do"

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Uh. What- do you need, [Little Sponge]. Surely your other [Friend Requests] are available to [Sell your dreams], no?”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"I just..need you to help me out. The others can't help me get stronger, not the way you can. Spamton, if you help me, i can get you your glory. I'll help make you a big shot."

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton awkwardly fiddles with a sleeve under the desk.

“I dunno if this is a [good deal], [Sponge]. I still need to… [exit tab] to Dynamite-“

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....Spamton. I'm not asking." They made a grab for their sword, deadpan expression never changing

[bombastic-big-shots]

PANIC

“O-ok- oH [50 percent off!]. Ok little [Sponge]!”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"Good. Now let's go." They turn to leave. A very faint and slow version of '_____ joined the party' began to play.

[bombastic-big-shots]

The salesman awkwardly follows after Kris, shuffling slightly. This felt so wrong but Kris wouldn’t… actually hurt him, right?

…..

Right?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

(( we're just gonna say Kris bought and dropped the keygen and had a very long and scary conversation with Spamton prior but it was just brushed off as them being weird

Kris practically dragged Spamton with them back our into the city, getting their first encounter almost instantly. A random Tasque blocked the duo's way. Kris simply defended themselves. Telling Spamton to attack instead.

[bombastic-big-shots]

"A-are you [Positive with your selection!] about this. I-I don't-"

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

Kris...made a motion. The screen cut and it was unable to be seen but it definitely wasn't anything good. It seemed like they'd hit Spamton and then commanded him to attack again.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Instead of protesting anymore the salesman (reluctantly) followed instructions. Stronger... didn't feel like it. Kinda hurt mostly.

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

Battle won. You became stronger. This cycle repeated for a long. Long while. Killing everything in sight and Kris damaging Spamton when he refused.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton awkwardly shuffles, tired. They wanted to sit down, take a break, catch his fucking breath but... Kris probably wouldn't l e t them. A frown sits in place of the salesman's normally bright smile.

"K-Kris... [little sponge]... when can I [Cancel selection] to Dynamite?"

It was a soft question, and Spamton felt weary for asking it, bracing himself in case he were to be hit again.

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....I'm doing..fine. I need you to help me with something." They handed over a couple bucks, staring still. "I'll..pay you if you do"

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Uh. What- do you need, [Little Sponge]. Surely your other [Friend Requests] are available to [Sell your dreams], no?”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"I just..need you to help me out. The others can't help me get stronger, not the way you can. Spamton, if you help me, i can get you your glory. I'll help make you a big shot."

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton awkwardly fiddles with a sleeve under the desk.

“I dunno if this is a [good deal], [Sponge]. I still need to… [exit tab] to Dynamite-“

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....Spamton. I'm not asking." They made a grab for their sword, deadpan expression never changing

[bombastic-big-shots]

PANIC

“O-ok- oH [50 percent off!]. Ok little [Sponge]!”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"Good. Now let's go." They turn to leave. A very faint and slow version of '_____ joined the party' began to play.

[bombastic-big-shots]

The salesman awkwardly follows after Kris, shuffling slightly. This felt so wrong but Kris wouldn’t… actually hurt him, right?

…..

Right?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

(( we're just gonna say Kris bought and dropped the keygen and had a very long and scary conversation with Spamton prior but it was just brushed off as them being weird

Kris practically dragged Spamton with them back our into the city, getting their first encounter almost instantly. A random Tasque blocked the duo's way. Kris simply defended themselves. Telling Spamton to attack instead.

[bombastic-big-shots]

"A-are you [Positive with your selection!] about this. I-I don't-"

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

Kris...made a motion. The screen cut and it was unable to be seen but it definitely wasn't anything good. It seemed like they'd hit Spamton and then commanded him to attack again.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Instead of protesting anymore the salesman (reluctantly) followed instructions. Stronger... didn't feel like it. Kinda hurt mostly.

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....I'm doing..fine. I need you to help me with something." They handed over a couple bucks, staring still. "I'll..pay you if you do"

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Uh. What- do you need, [Little Sponge]. Surely your other [Friend Requests] are available to [Sell your dreams], no?”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"I just..need you to help me out. The others can't help me get stronger, not the way you can. Spamton, if you help me, i can get you your glory. I'll help make you a big shot."

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton awkwardly fiddles with a sleeve under the desk.

“I dunno if this is a [good deal], [Sponge]. I still need to… [exit tab] to Dynamite-“

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....Spamton. I'm not asking." They made a grab for their sword, deadpan expression never changing

[bombastic-big-shots]

PANIC

“O-ok- oH [50 percent off!]. Ok little [Sponge]!”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"Good. Now let's go." They turn to leave. A very faint and slow version of '_____ joined the party' began to play.

[bombastic-big-shots]

The salesman awkwardly follows after Kris, shuffling slightly. This felt so wrong but Kris wouldn’t… actually hurt him, right?

…..

Right?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

(( we're just gonna say Kris bought and dropped the keygen and had a very long and scary conversation with Spamton prior but it was just brushed off as them being weird

Kris practically dragged Spamton with them back our into the city, getting their first encounter almost instantly. A random Tasque blocked the duo's way. Kris simply defended themselves. Telling Spamton to attack instead.

[bombastic-big-shots]

"A-are you [Positive with your selection!] about this. I-I don't-"

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....I'm doing..fine. I need you to help me with something." They handed over a couple bucks, staring still. "I'll..pay you if you do"

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Uh. What- do you need, [Little Sponge]. Surely your other [Friend Requests] are available to [Sell your dreams], no?”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"I just..need you to help me out. The others can't help me get stronger, not the way you can. Spamton, if you help me, i can get you your glory. I'll help make you a big shot."

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton awkwardly fiddles with a sleeve under the desk.

“I dunno if this is a [good deal], [Sponge]. I still need to… [exit tab] to Dynamite-“

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....Spamton. I'm not asking." They made a grab for their sword, deadpan expression never changing

[bombastic-big-shots]

PANIC

“O-ok- oH [50 percent off!]. Ok little [Sponge]!”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"Good. Now let's go." They turn to leave. A very faint and slow version of '_____ joined the party' began to play.

[bombastic-big-shots]

The salesman awkwardly follows after Kris, shuffling slightly. This felt so wrong but Kris wouldn’t… actually hurt him, right?

…..

Right?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....I'm doing..fine. I need you to help me with something." They handed over a couple bucks, staring still. "I'll..pay you if you do"

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Uh. What- do you need, [Little Sponge]. Surely your other [Friend Requests] are available to [Sell your dreams], no?”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"I just..need you to help me out. The others can't help me get stronger, not the way you can. Spamton, if you help me, i can get you your glory. I'll help make you a big shot."

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton awkwardly fiddles with a sleeve under the desk.

“I dunno if this is a [good deal], [Sponge]. I still need to… [exit tab] to Dynamite-“

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....Spamton. I'm not asking." They made a grab for their sword, deadpan expression never changing

[bombastic-big-shots]

PANIC

“O-ok- oH [50 percent off!]. Ok little [Sponge]!”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....I'm doing..fine. I need you to help me with something." They handed over a couple bucks, staring still. "I'll..pay you if you do"

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Uh. What- do you need, [Little Sponge]. Surely your other [Friend Requests] are available to [Sell your dreams], no?”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"I just..need you to help me out. The others can't help me get stronger, not the way you can. Spamton, if you help me, i can get you your glory. I'll help make you a big shot."

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton awkwardly fiddles with a sleeve under the desk.

“I dunno if this is a [good deal], [Sponge]. I still need to… [exit tab] to Dynamite-“

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

"....I'm doing..fine. I need you to help me with something." They handed over a couple bucks, staring still. "I'll..pay you if you do"

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Uh. What- do you need, [Little Sponge]. Surely your other [Friend Requests] are available to [Sell your dreams], no?”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

( @bombastic-big-shots :’] here we gooo.)

Spamton simply sits at his store behind the desk, nervously tapping the desktop. Felt off today but eh. It was fine.

Kris walked into the store, it felt like they were staring at Spamton despite their eyes not being visible. They walked up to the desk, looking quietly at the other. Something felt off about them..

[bombastic-big-shots]

Spamton grins a tad nervously at the other. Was it cold in here or what?

“Kris! [Little Sponge!] How’s my [Number 1 Friend Request]?”

Please- child why are you so menacing?

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

“See anyone, Sarv?”

“Mmm not yet… I hope they’re ok.”

“They can hold their own. It’s fine…”

( @bombastic-big-shots :] )

Oh hey it's Ruv and Rouxls. They don't seem to notice the other two yet, they're busy discussing plans for the eventual meetup with the Lightners.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Sarv heaves a sigh before glancing up in the other two’s direction….. wait-

“Ruv? RUV OH THANK GOD THERE YOU ARE!”

GF jumps before looking towards where the other was moving towards. Oh hey familiar people.

“Huh…”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

Ruv looks up from what he's doing "Oh shit- hey Sarv. What's up?" He seems chill with being dragged around by Rouxls, who looks at Sarv and introduces himself rather quickly before going back to his plans

[bombastic-big-shots]

“I’ve been looking all over for you and the others. Me n GF… I was worried.” Fire sighs softly to fireself.

“Glad you’re ok though.”

GF simply coughs. Waving at Rouxls.

“Well that’s one person. Still need to find the others… how the hell did you even get in here? I know it was me, Cam, n Whitty… cuz we lost Whitty again…”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

“See anyone, Sarv?”

“Mmm not yet… I hope they’re ok.”

“They can hold their own. It’s fine…”

( @bombastic-big-shots :] )

Oh hey it's Ruv and Rouxls. They don't seem to notice the other two yet, they're busy discussing plans for the eventual meetup with the Lightners.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Sarv heaves a sigh before glancing up in the other two’s direction….. wait-

“Ruv? RUV OH THANK GOD THERE YOU ARE!”

GF jumps before looking towards where the other was moving towards. Oh hey familiar people.

“Huh…”

[funkin-in-the-darkworld]

Kris looked around, where were they? This was..something...all was quiet until "GOD FUCKING DAMMIT KRIS!! WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE!?" They shrugged at her, they really didn't know "....let's keep moving, maybe we'll find out" Cam stood up next to them "K..kris? Susie? What the hell is happening" "No clue, Cam." "...I think we're in another part of the dark world" "well..shit.."

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Ugh..What the hell happened? Sunday's head hurt like all hell, had she tripped? No, no, this was no where near where they'd been. God this was so weird...movement came from next to them..Oh? Oh hey! Noelle! "Noelle? You okay?" "Y..yeah. I'm okay, you're alright too, yeah?" "Mmhm. I'm just fine" "let's find out where we are." The duo stood and moved into another room, looking to get their bearings

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Hex looked around, some part of him was glad nothing had broken, but he was otherwise he was confused- OOH MY GOD UPDIKE?! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" Both the robot and the cloud man scooted away from eachother frantically "W-woah- ca-calm down-" Hex spoke quietly as Updike shielded himself with one arm. "I-I'm not gonna hurt you. Let's try getting outta here together for now..truce?" "..truce.."

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Ruv sat up, looking around a bit "what the hell..?" "Whateth the helleth indeede." "...who the fuck are you?" "I AMST ROUXLS KAARD! DUKE OF PUZZLES! And thou areth?" "Ruvyzvat. Call me Ruv though" "Wonderful nameth for my neweste sidekicke!" "What-" "ONWARDS, SIDEKICKE!" Rouxls grabbed Ruv by the arm and, with surprising strength, dragged him away

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[bombastic-big-shots]

There was a random dumpster near whitty, it was in the alleyway. There was some snoring inside the dumpster though.. Is it some sort of raccoon? (@spammingadsonyou)

( welp the @ said no- @spammingadsonyou )

Whitty blinks slowly, turning towards the dumpster and despite better judgment, peers inside. Well he was alone since Spamton had said something bout checking on his store- and they’ll be back soon…

“Hello?”

[spammingadsonyou]

It's another spamton inside the dumpster. That's strange, why is there another here anyway? Maybe it's a hallucination or something. He was awaked when the bomb interrupted his sleep. "W0AAAH HEY THERE [[new costumer]]!!" He said as he stand up inside the dumpster.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Whitty blinks owlishly. Doing a double take. H U H???

“Wh-Spamton??? When did you-“

Huh. Normally the other would call him ‘Dynamite’… strange.

“Didn’t you… JUST leave??”

Himbomb.

[spammingadsonyou]

"L3AVE?? I DIDN'T EVEN REM3MBER YOU BEING HERE [[hot-head sponge]]!!!!" He said with that big smile. "Y0U WERE TALKING TO 4 [[hallucination]] AREN'T YOU????" He asked.

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Wh-????” Ok now he’s confused. Excuse him trying to process this.

“….. I get the feeling this has something to do with that weird theory Carol was ranting about…”

[spammingadsonyou]

"A TH30RY??" He said as he started to laugh. "Y0U SILLY [[hot-head sponge]]! WHY ARE Y0U EVEN [[cracking]] THE THEORY C4SE???" He asked.

[bombastic-big-shots]

“…. Y e a h this might be multiverse thingy. You’re… you aren’t the Spamton I know… i think-“

[bombastic-big-shots]

DD & Plate, in the dark world.

“Ugh, where are we?”

“Hmm, seems like a new, magical place.”

“Oh look, a Carol and... A big blue bird.”

@swappin-on-a-sunday-night

Berdly turns to the duo and nudges Carol.

“My fair comrade it seems we have guests.”

“Oh yo it’s … Daddy Dearest?”

“You know him?”

“GF’s dad.”

“Ah. Ahem. Hello there. Are you lost?”

[swappin-on-a-sunday-night]

"Lost? Oh no we were just having a nice stroll walking around aimlessly- OF COURSE WE'RE LOST!"

"Hey, son-"

"Just because your name is 'Daddy' doesn't mean you're my dad. Do you even have children?"

"No..." He frowned and furrowed his brows right before shaking his head. "Ugh, anyways you're a Carol, correct? And..."

"A bad falco cosplayer?"

"Plate..."

[bombastic-big-shots]

Carol was about to answer until retro heard that last comment. She glances at Berdly, who in turn had flinched at the comment.

“Yes. I’m Carol. Hey g a m e r. That’s not very nice so shut the fuck up if you can’t be polite and not make fun of a 14 year old. What are you? A spoiled rich brat or some shit? Learn some fucking manners and maybe not insult someone you don’t even know.”

Berdly sets a hand on the other’s shoulder. Jeez-

[swappin-on-a-sunday-night]

Plate frowned, raising a hand. Blue light emitted from it. With a snap, an icicle formed. “Want to say more?”

“Dude you’re like eleven. And also no, he’s not rich. Dude don’t get caught for assault and attempted again.”

[bombastic-big-shots]

She laughs softly.

“An i c i c l e? Fucking cute. I’m just saying man. This is going to get a lot of people to hate you, which isn’t very poggers.” She simply glances at the teenager next to her.

“We should… probably get going though. Who knows- Queen might show up, haha.”

“We haven’t checked in with Queen yet-“

“Oh shoot- u rite, u rite.”

[swappin-on-a-sunday-night]

“Ugh, so who cares? They’re all gonna be jealous when I’m successful! Kids are already scared in school because of my intellect!”

“No, they were scared because you’ve been expelled from two schools already for almost killing kids for ‘daring to contest against your intelligence.”

“Oh yeah... That too I guess.”

[bombastic-big-shots]

They both seem to ignore Plate and look at DD with raised eyebrows.

“Uh… anyway welcome to the dark world-“

“Light nerds.” Berdly finishes-

[swappin-on-a-sunday-night]

“Nerd? I’m not a-”

“Kid, you are a straight definition of a nerd. And a jock. You are somehow both.”

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Mood. Anyway that’s what Queen calls anyone from the Light World.”

“Indeed! Our glorious Queen is so smart. She’s going to turn this world of fools.”

“Into a Smartopia. Yeah it’s kinda poggers.”

[swappin-on-a-sunday-night]

“Ooo, a Smartopia? I like that idea!”

“Well, the thing is that ‘smart’ is subjective. Ask a mathematician to work on a car or a philosopher to engineer a jet. There are different types of smart. Almost everyone’s at least one type of smart.”

[bombastic-big-shots]

“I think she meant mostly book smart. So for lack of better words if you excelled in your studies. Especially while you were in school. People smart is just a bonus.”

Carol shrugs.

[bombastic-big-shots]

There was a random dumpster near whitty, it was in the alleyway. There was some snoring inside the dumpster though.. Is it some sort of raccoon? (@spammingadsonyou)

( welp the @ said no- @spammingadsonyou )

Whitty blinks slowly, turning towards the dumpster and despite better judgment, peers inside. Well he was alone since Spamton had said something bout checking on his store- and they’ll be back soon…

“Hello?”

[spammingadsonyou]

It's another spamton inside the dumpster. That's strange, why is there another here anyway? Maybe it's a hallucination or something. He was awaked when the bomb interrupted his sleep. "W0AAAH HEY THERE [[new costumer]]!!" He said as he stand up inside the dumpster.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Whitty blinks owlishly. Doing a double take. H U H???

“Wh-Spamton??? When did you-“

Huh. Normally the other would call him ‘Dynamite’… strange.

“Didn’t you… JUST leave??”

Himbomb.

[spammingadsonyou]

"L3AVE?? I DIDN'T EVEN REM3MBER YOU BEING HERE [[hot-head sponge]]!!!!" He said with that big smile. "Y0U WERE TALKING TO 4 [[hallucination]] AREN'T YOU????" He asked.

[bombastic-big-shots]

“Wh-????” Ok now he’s confused. Excuse him trying to process this.

“….. I get the feeling this has something to do with that weird theory Carol was ranting about…”

[bombastic-big-shots]

There was a random dumpster near whitty, it was in the alleyway. There was some snoring inside the dumpster though.. Is it some sort of raccoon? (@spammingadsonyou)

( welp the @ said no- @spammingadsonyou )

Whitty blinks slowly, turning towards the dumpster and despite better judgment, peers inside. Well he was alone since Spamton had said something bout checking on his store- and they’ll be back soon…

“Hello?”

[spammingadsonyou]

It's another spamton inside the dumpster. That's strange, why is there another here anyway? Maybe it's a hallucination or something. He was awaked when the bomb interrupted his sleep. "W0AAAH HEY THERE [[new costumer]]!!" He said as he stand up inside the dumpster.

[bombastic-big-shots]

Whitty blinks owlishly. Doing a double take. H U H???

“Wh-Spamton??? When did you-“

Huh. Normally the other would call him ‘Dynamite’… strange.

“Didn’t you… JUST leave??”

Himbomb.

[bombastic-big-shots]

(A- thedesignslookveryawesomeandpog- /g)

WAWA/pos

Thamk y ouuuuuu- a