Bob Ralph Robertson

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Hi-Hi!

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii! My name is Bob Ralph Robertson! My best friend and bro forever Alucard told me that this is a place where I can make lots of new friends! Soooooo yeah! I love making new friends!

Bob:

Name: Bob Ralph Robertson

Age: 20, appears to be 15 though

Height: 4’9

Gender: male, he/him pronouns

Origin: Satyr-Phantom hybrid

Clothing Style:

Red jacket, khaki shorts, yellow bandanna tied around his neck

Description:

Bob is… complicated. He has Satyr features, such as small deer antlers, a small deer tail, deer ears, and deer hooves for legs. He is slightly translucent due to his Phantom heritage, and can walk through walls and stuff. He has big brown eyes with black scleras and circular pupils, and his hair is short-ish and fluffy. He looks like a 15 year old boy, and has a sort of perpetually-bleeding scar on his neck that he hides with the bandanna

Relationships:

Flame Beloved-Rivera: Friend

Hananor Sevnten: Best friend!

Miracle Andestine: Friend

Alucard Tarntula Arachadee: bros (not biological)

Language: Common

Accent: In Human Earth terms, similar to Australian

Personality: sunny, bubbly, happy, and overall just a silly lil boi. He can have rare moments where his extremely complex past catches up to him and just breaks down though.

Yes, I have made another ask blog with one of my characters! I can do stories-- in fact, I very much enjoy them-- but it can also be more casual.

PLEASE tell me if I trigger anyone. I assure you that is never my intention.

In character, you may refer to me as Bob with he/him pronouns. Out of character, please refer to me as Hananor or Hananor17, and any pronouns are fine.

I can accept angst and fluff both, but no explicit stuff please.

Content Warnings: probably blood and scarring, mentions of death a lot. That's basically it.

Please be respectful to me and my characters. Don't do anything too crazy or inappropriate.

About Me (the admin): any pronouns are fine! I might not be able to answer all the time so please keep that in mind. I also don't have much experience, but don't let that stop you from getting creative!

Disclaimer: I AM NOT BOB. This is just for fun really

I was inspired to create this blog by @amlogansanders! Please go and support them as well; they deserve all the support they can get.

This is a side blog, so here's my main one: @hananor174.

I don't know many rp accounts. I am willing to work with any, but here are the ones I know best:

@amlogansanders

@yeskeeppettingmymustache

@notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas

@roman-the-royal

@pattonlovespuppies

@twofacedsssssnake

@prof-sunny

Please go and check them out as well! They deserve support.

Fanart is also much appreciated! I'd love to see my character designs in other people's style.

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

*approaching at impossible speeds*

WE-WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

— @happylilquartergodofdeath

(Hehehe smol bob time :3)

(Also HIII IM ALIVE)

AAAAAAAA *catches bob and twirls him around* hiya little one! Did ya miss me that badly? I havent been gone for that long have I?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*pat pat pat pat pat* WEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWE

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Awww ive been gone for that long? Sorry squirt. Im here now! And I have aaaaaaall the time in the world for you!

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*grabs his nose*

WE-WE

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

*giggles and blows air at lil bob*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*tries to eat the air*

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

*approaching at impossible speeds*

WE-WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

— @happylilquartergodofdeath

(Hehehe smol bob time :3)

(Also HIII IM ALIVE)

AAAAAAAA *catches bob and twirls him around* hiya little one! Did ya miss me that badly? I havent been gone for that long have I?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*pat pat pat pat pat* WEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWE

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Awww ive been gone for that long? Sorry squirt. Im here now! And I have aaaaaaall the time in the world for you!

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*grabs his nose*

WE-WE

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

*approaching at impossible speeds*

WE-WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

— @happylilquartergodofdeath

(Hehehe smol bob time :3)

(Also HIII IM ALIVE)

AAAAAAAA *catches bob and twirls him around* hiya little one! Did ya miss me that badly? I havent been gone for that long have I?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*pat pat pat pat pat* WEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWEWE

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

idea for fic (or rp) based on your "sometimes i say smart things" post:

logan seeing through remus's alterations and using remus's ideas in the ways that help and do good etc. remus getting antsy about that, thinking he's not doing his job well enough since he's being *helpful*. talk, compromise, something.

feel free not to post, just an idea

ufo emoji. :D

*Remus had done it again. He'd blurted out a good idea instead of one that made everyone's skin crawl. He felt worthless. What is he if he cant even make people uncomfortable? What is he if he actually helps people? He's definitely not himself. Because intrusive thoughts aren't supposed to be helpful. Theyre supposed to be disturbing, to make you feel icky. That wasn't icky.*

*as soon as he had blurted the idea in front of everyone, he immediately disappeared. He poofed away. No trace left behind.*

*in his room he curls up in the corner of the room while hugging his childhood plushie of which Roman has an identical one but in a different color. Hes rocking himself back and forth, feeling anxious at having lost his sense of self. His usual dosis intrusive thoughts has been doubled. And all of them are self-deprecating*

@roman-the-royal @theprincelyprince @more-than-just-orange-eyes @wrath-and-irrationality @twofacedsssssnake @janus-sanders-offical @serpentofsanders @pattonlovespuppies @amlogansanders @logansanders-raven @thelogicaldarkside @notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas @virgilsanders-anxiety @virgil-sanders-offical @virgilsandersrpblog @mytwstdnightmrr @the-remy-offical @happylilquartergodofdeath @hananor17sides @quinnly-logical @thatsandersguy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nuh uh. No sad Remus allowed. Bob here to help!*

*bursts into the room* RE-RE WHAT’S WRONG

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everything is wrong... *he sounds small and sad.* the world is mean to me bob....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*biiiiiig hug*

Well then I’ll get Gramma to smite the world :3

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Please do.... make sure people suffer please.... *buries his face in his shoulder and clings to bob*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! *produces a notepad from nowhere* any specific people you wanna suffer? Or just everybody?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everyone except for the hot ones....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*blink blink* like… fire people?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Yeah sure. Fire people are like... on fire *sad smile*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! The only fire person I know is Flame, so… *writes that down* anybody else? What about Thomas? You kinda need him to live, right?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Yeah... dont do him. Hm.... isnt everyone with passion kinda on fire?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*blink blink* *confusion* no cause they don’t have fire on them

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

You sure? They look like they do

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

???

They do?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

idea for fic (or rp) based on your "sometimes i say smart things" post:

logan seeing through remus's alterations and using remus's ideas in the ways that help and do good etc. remus getting antsy about that, thinking he's not doing his job well enough since he's being *helpful*. talk, compromise, something.

feel free not to post, just an idea

ufo emoji. :D

*Remus had done it again. He'd blurted out a good idea instead of one that made everyone's skin crawl. He felt worthless. What is he if he cant even make people uncomfortable? What is he if he actually helps people? He's definitely not himself. Because intrusive thoughts aren't supposed to be helpful. Theyre supposed to be disturbing, to make you feel icky. That wasn't icky.*

*as soon as he had blurted the idea in front of everyone, he immediately disappeared. He poofed away. No trace left behind.*

*in his room he curls up in the corner of the room while hugging his childhood plushie of which Roman has an identical one but in a different color. Hes rocking himself back and forth, feeling anxious at having lost his sense of self. His usual dosis intrusive thoughts has been doubled. And all of them are self-deprecating*

@roman-the-royal @theprincelyprince @more-than-just-orange-eyes @wrath-and-irrationality @twofacedsssssnake @janus-sanders-offical @serpentofsanders @pattonlovespuppies @amlogansanders @logansanders-raven @thelogicaldarkside @notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas @virgilsanders-anxiety @virgil-sanders-offical @virgilsandersrpblog @mytwstdnightmrr @the-remy-offical @happylilquartergodofdeath @hananor17sides @quinnly-logical @thatsandersguy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nuh uh. No sad Remus allowed. Bob here to help!*

*bursts into the room* RE-RE WHAT’S WRONG

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everything is wrong... *he sounds small and sad.* the world is mean to me bob....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*biiiiiig hug*

Well then I’ll get Gramma to smite the world :3

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Please do.... make sure people suffer please.... *buries his face in his shoulder and clings to bob*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! *produces a notepad from nowhere* any specific people you wanna suffer? Or just everybody?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everyone except for the hot ones....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*blink blink* like… fire people?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Yeah sure. Fire people are like... on fire *sad smile*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! The only fire person I know is Flame, so… *writes that down* anybody else? What about Thomas? You kinda need him to live, right?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Yeah... dont do him. Hm.... isnt everyone with passion kinda on fire?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*blink blink* *confusion* no cause they don’t have fire on them

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

idea for fic (or rp) based on your "sometimes i say smart things" post:

logan seeing through remus's alterations and using remus's ideas in the ways that help and do good etc. remus getting antsy about that, thinking he's not doing his job well enough since he's being *helpful*. talk, compromise, something.

feel free not to post, just an idea

ufo emoji. :D

*Remus had done it again. He'd blurted out a good idea instead of one that made everyone's skin crawl. He felt worthless. What is he if he cant even make people uncomfortable? What is he if he actually helps people? He's definitely not himself. Because intrusive thoughts aren't supposed to be helpful. Theyre supposed to be disturbing, to make you feel icky. That wasn't icky.*

*as soon as he had blurted the idea in front of everyone, he immediately disappeared. He poofed away. No trace left behind.*

*in his room he curls up in the corner of the room while hugging his childhood plushie of which Roman has an identical one but in a different color. Hes rocking himself back and forth, feeling anxious at having lost his sense of self. His usual dosis intrusive thoughts has been doubled. And all of them are self-deprecating*

@roman-the-royal @theprincelyprince @more-than-just-orange-eyes @wrath-and-irrationality @twofacedsssssnake @janus-sanders-offical @serpentofsanders @pattonlovespuppies @amlogansanders @logansanders-raven @thelogicaldarkside @notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas @virgilsanders-anxiety @virgil-sanders-offical @virgilsandersrpblog @mytwstdnightmrr @the-remy-offical @happylilquartergodofdeath @hananor17sides @quinnly-logical @thatsandersguy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nuh uh. No sad Remus allowed. Bob here to help!*

*bursts into the room* RE-RE WHAT’S WRONG

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everything is wrong... *he sounds small and sad.* the world is mean to me bob....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*biiiiiig hug*

Well then I’ll get Gramma to smite the world :3

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Please do.... make sure people suffer please.... *buries his face in his shoulder and clings to bob*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! *produces a notepad from nowhere* any specific people you wanna suffer? Or just everybody?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everyone except for the hot ones....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*blink blink* like… fire people?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Yeah sure. Fire people are like... on fire *sad smile*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! The only fire person I know is Flame, so… *writes that down* anybody else? What about Thomas? You kinda need him to live, right?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

idea for fic (or rp) based on your "sometimes i say smart things" post:

logan seeing through remus's alterations and using remus's ideas in the ways that help and do good etc. remus getting antsy about that, thinking he's not doing his job well enough since he's being *helpful*. talk, compromise, something.

feel free not to post, just an idea

ufo emoji. :D

*Remus had done it again. He'd blurted out a good idea instead of one that made everyone's skin crawl. He felt worthless. What is he if he cant even make people uncomfortable? What is he if he actually helps people? He's definitely not himself. Because intrusive thoughts aren't supposed to be helpful. Theyre supposed to be disturbing, to make you feel icky. That wasn't icky.*

*as soon as he had blurted the idea in front of everyone, he immediately disappeared. He poofed away. No trace left behind.*

*in his room he curls up in the corner of the room while hugging his childhood plushie of which Roman has an identical one but in a different color. Hes rocking himself back and forth, feeling anxious at having lost his sense of self. His usual dosis intrusive thoughts has been doubled. And all of them are self-deprecating*

@roman-the-royal @theprincelyprince @more-than-just-orange-eyes @wrath-and-irrationality @twofacedsssssnake @janus-sanders-offical @serpentofsanders @pattonlovespuppies @amlogansanders @logansanders-raven @thelogicaldarkside @notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas @virgilsanders-anxiety @virgil-sanders-offical @virgilsandersrpblog @mytwstdnightmrr @the-remy-offical @happylilquartergodofdeath @hananor17sides @quinnly-logical @thatsandersguy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nuh uh. No sad Remus allowed. Bob here to help!*

*bursts into the room* RE-RE WHAT’S WRONG

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everything is wrong... *he sounds small and sad.* the world is mean to me bob....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*biiiiiig hug*

Well then I’ll get Gramma to smite the world :3

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Please do.... make sure people suffer please.... *buries his face in his shoulder and clings to bob*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! *produces a notepad from nowhere* any specific people you wanna suffer? Or just everybody?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everyone except for the hot ones....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*blink blink* like… fire people?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

idea for fic (or rp) based on your "sometimes i say smart things" post:

logan seeing through remus's alterations and using remus's ideas in the ways that help and do good etc. remus getting antsy about that, thinking he's not doing his job well enough since he's being *helpful*. talk, compromise, something.

feel free not to post, just an idea

ufo emoji. :D

*Remus had done it again. He'd blurted out a good idea instead of one that made everyone's skin crawl. He felt worthless. What is he if he cant even make people uncomfortable? What is he if he actually helps people? He's definitely not himself. Because intrusive thoughts aren't supposed to be helpful. Theyre supposed to be disturbing, to make you feel icky. That wasn't icky.*

*as soon as he had blurted the idea in front of everyone, he immediately disappeared. He poofed away. No trace left behind.*

*in his room he curls up in the corner of the room while hugging his childhood plushie of which Roman has an identical one but in a different color. Hes rocking himself back and forth, feeling anxious at having lost his sense of self. His usual dosis intrusive thoughts has been doubled. And all of them are self-deprecating*

@roman-the-royal @theprincelyprince @more-than-just-orange-eyes @wrath-and-irrationality @twofacedsssssnake @janus-sanders-offical @serpentofsanders @pattonlovespuppies @amlogansanders @logansanders-raven @thelogicaldarkside @notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas @virgilsanders-anxiety @virgil-sanders-offical @virgilsandersrpblog @mytwstdnightmrr @the-remy-offical @happylilquartergodofdeath @hananor17sides @quinnly-logical @thatsandersguy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nuh uh. No sad Remus allowed. Bob here to help!*

*bursts into the room* RE-RE WHAT’S WRONG

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everything is wrong... *he sounds small and sad.* the world is mean to me bob....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*biiiiiig hug*

Well then I’ll get Gramma to smite the world :3

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Please do.... make sure people suffer please.... *buries his face in his shoulder and clings to bob*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Okidoki! *produces a notepad from nowhere* any specific people you wanna suffer? Or just everybody?

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

idea for fic (or rp) based on your "sometimes i say smart things" post:

logan seeing through remus's alterations and using remus's ideas in the ways that help and do good etc. remus getting antsy about that, thinking he's not doing his job well enough since he's being *helpful*. talk, compromise, something.

feel free not to post, just an idea

ufo emoji. :D

*Remus had done it again. He'd blurted out a good idea instead of one that made everyone's skin crawl. He felt worthless. What is he if he cant even make people uncomfortable? What is he if he actually helps people? He's definitely not himself. Because intrusive thoughts aren't supposed to be helpful. Theyre supposed to be disturbing, to make you feel icky. That wasn't icky.*

*as soon as he had blurted the idea in front of everyone, he immediately disappeared. He poofed away. No trace left behind.*

*in his room he curls up in the corner of the room while hugging his childhood plushie of which Roman has an identical one but in a different color. Hes rocking himself back and forth, feeling anxious at having lost his sense of self. His usual dosis intrusive thoughts has been doubled. And all of them are self-deprecating*

@roman-the-royal @theprincelyprince @more-than-just-orange-eyes @wrath-and-irrationality @twofacedsssssnake @janus-sanders-offical @serpentofsanders @pattonlovespuppies @amlogansanders @logansanders-raven @thelogicaldarkside @notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas @virgilsanders-anxiety @virgil-sanders-offical @virgilsandersrpblog @mytwstdnightmrr @the-remy-offical @happylilquartergodofdeath @hananor17sides @quinnly-logical @thatsandersguy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nuh uh. No sad Remus allowed. Bob here to help!*

*bursts into the room* RE-RE WHAT’S WRONG

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Everything is wrong... *he sounds small and sad.* the world is mean to me bob....

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*biiiiiig hug*

Well then I’ll get Gramma to smite the world :3

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

idea for fic (or rp) based on your "sometimes i say smart things" post:

logan seeing through remus's alterations and using remus's ideas in the ways that help and do good etc. remus getting antsy about that, thinking he's not doing his job well enough since he's being *helpful*. talk, compromise, something.

feel free not to post, just an idea

ufo emoji. :D

*Remus had done it again. He'd blurted out a good idea instead of one that made everyone's skin crawl. He felt worthless. What is he if he cant even make people uncomfortable? What is he if he actually helps people? He's definitely not himself. Because intrusive thoughts aren't supposed to be helpful. Theyre supposed to be disturbing, to make you feel icky. That wasn't icky.*

*as soon as he had blurted the idea in front of everyone, he immediately disappeared. He poofed away. No trace left behind.*

*in his room he curls up in the corner of the room while hugging his childhood plushie of which Roman has an identical one but in a different color. Hes rocking himself back and forth, feeling anxious at having lost his sense of self. His usual dosis intrusive thoughts has been doubled. And all of them are self-deprecating*

@roman-the-royal @theprincelyprince @more-than-just-orange-eyes @wrath-and-irrationality @twofacedsssssnake @janus-sanders-offical @serpentofsanders @pattonlovespuppies @amlogansanders @logansanders-raven @thelogicaldarkside @notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas @virgilsanders-anxiety @virgil-sanders-offical @virgilsandersrpblog @mytwstdnightmrr @the-remy-offical @happylilquartergodofdeath @hananor17sides @quinnly-logical @thatsandersguy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nuh uh. No sad Remus allowed. Bob here to help!*

*bursts into the room* RE-RE WHAT’S WRONG

[cyn-personified]

Why are there MORE OF YOU?!!??!!??

Sigh

(- @uzi-doorman-in-spaaaaacee )

(/nm btw this is Uzi rp u could prob tell that tho)

(Also sorry about the gif, I’m on mobile and accidentally added it and idk how to remove it)

(Also, if u want a suggestion, I’d suggest allowing anon asks so that people such as myself with multiple rp accs can be anon whilst also like tagging their acc)

???

What do you mean more of me

[uzi-doorman-in-spaaaaacee]

well, theres @forgivemeomycyns, @numberonetessacosplay, and thats not even the end of it

also, she doesnt have a tumblr account but threatens daily to hack my account, but my cyn too

id allow her to say hi right now but she is currently screaming slurs at me

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Huh

Head tilt

Does that mean that there are more of you?

[virgil-sanders-offical]

*a wild Smol Bob has appeared! He has one of Virgil’s plushies and is chewing on it. No one knows how he got it, even himself, nor does he care.*

— @happylilquartergodofdeath

Hey Bob! It's been a while.

can I have tracy back?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Ba! *holds up the very slobbery plushie*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

I can make a new Tracy. you keep that one. seems like you like her a lot.

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*he accepts that and continues chewing.*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

*while Bob is chewing, Virgil summons some black fabric and a box. Out of the box he pulls scissors, a needle and a spool of thread. He begins cutting the pattern pieces to make a duplicate Tracy*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*curious bean! He waddles towards the scissors and needle bc shiny*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

Stay back, Bob. My fabric scissors are sharp. Real sharp. you could hurt yourself.

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*confusion. Reaches towards the needle then*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

ah- that's also sharp. pokey. *Virgil puts the scissors back in the box and threads the needle* it has to be sharp enough to go through fabric. I don't want you getting hurt.

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*very confusion*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

I can get you something shiny that's safe to play with.

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Ba?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*smol bob appears! He is here for hugs and love and making ppl happi :3*

- @happylilquartergodofdeath

(No sadness allowed here! Just Bob)

(This is to any of the Sides and mods who may be having a bad day)

@quinnly-logical

@wrath-and-irrationality

@roman-sanders-offical

@roman-the-royal

@thatsandersguy

@the-remy-offical

@yeskeeppettingmymustache

@patton-sanders-offical

@pattonlovespuppies

@amlogansanders

@serpentofsanders

@janus-sanders-offical

@jimmysbrainandsoul

@logansanders-raven

@logan-sanders-offical

@cartoontherapy-offical

@virgil-sanders-offical

@notvirgilsanderswhatwhosaidiwas

@mytwstdnightmrr

And anybody else I might’ve forgotten!

[virgil-sanders-offical]

Hey Bob! Can I have a hug?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*zooms forward and hugs Virgil’s legs!*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

*hugs Bob back*

thanks buddy

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*happi tail wags! He does grabby hands for uppies*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

*picks Bob up and spins him*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*biiig squeal! He kick his lil hooves in the air*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

*he stops* keep going? slow down? you alright?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*lots and lots of giggles! He grabs Virgil’s nose*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

*Virgil laughs.* something cool about my nose?

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*pat pat pat*

[virgil-sanders-offical]

*gently pat's Bob's nose*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*blep*

[serpentofsanders]

*smol Bob appears! His eyes lock on Janus and he immediately clip-clos over to hug his leg.*

— @happylilquartergodofdeath

(Bebe Bob we all love him)

*Janus stiffens instinctively at the sudden contact, yellow eyes darting downward toward the tiny satyr-phantom clinging to his leg. His cane taps once against the floor before he lets out a long, theatrical sigh*

Well. You certainly skipped past the introductions before physical contact portion of social etiquette, didn’t you?

*Despite the dry tone, he doesn’t pull away. One gloved hand carefully adjusts his cape as he studies Bob with narrowed eyes, taking in the antlers, the translucent edges, the too-wide enthusiasm*

And who, exactly, are you supposed to be? Some kind of haunted woodland creature?

*His expression softens just slightly into an amused smirk*

Mm. Admittedly, it’s rather adorable. Disturbing, but adorable.

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*He looks up at Janus with biiig eyes. He pointed at himself.* Ba! *he pointed at Janus.* Dan-Dan!

[serpentofsanders]

*Janus pauses*

…Dan-Dan?

*He repeats it slowly, as if testing whether the word is real or merely an insult disguised as one*

I can assure you I am not a ‘Dan-Dan.’ If anything, I am considerably more dignified than a-

*He looks down again and notices the enthusiasm. The complete lack of fear. The way Bob is still clinging like this is the most natural thing in the world*

…you’re not going to let go, are you.

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nods sagely* ba!

( @amlogansanders @twofacedsssssnake @yeskeeppettingmymustache @virgil-sanders-offical @the-remy-offical and anybody else ur free to explain who this bean is if u want to bc he sure ain’t gonna)

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

*pokes his head through the ceiling. Yes hes upside down* *monotonous robot voice* thats bob. He is my bestie. Hes a demigod half goat thingy. Hes nice. Be nice to him

@serpentofsanders

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*waves excitedly* We-We!!!

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Hiya little squirt! *yoinks baby bob up into his arms*

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*so happi! He pats Remus’s mustache and points between Janus and Remus as if introducing them*

@serpentofsanders

[serpentofsanders]

*Janus just stared at the 2 of them for a bit before settling on Remus* So you know.. uh- him? @yeskeeppettingmymustache

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Yep! Hes my bestie as I said! Hes now just a bit small. Smaller than usual I mean

@happylilquartergodofdeath

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Bbbbb *squishes Remus’s face*

@serpentofsanders

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

So true. Besties for ever and ever and ever

@serpentofsanders

[serpentofsanders]

How come you know him and I do not then? Also where is he even coming from?? @happylilquartergodofdeath

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

Eh I dont know. He just spawned in one day and I kept him

@happylilquartergodofdeath

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*nod nod nod*

@serpentofsanders

[serpentofsanders]

I... see, interesting... @yeskeeppettingmymustache

[yeskeeppettingmymustache]

So baaaaaasically bob is like a kitty that walked in and refused to leave and we all love him for that ^^

@happylilquartergodofdeath

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*no thoughts*

@serpentofsanders

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

*smol bob appears! He is here for hugs and love and making ppl happi :3*

— @happylilquartergodofdeath

(No sadness allowed here! Just Bob)

(This is to any of the Sides who may be having a bad day)

[Leo doesn't know how the little kid ended up in his room, but for the moment, he's a bit too tired to care. He's wrapped in a blanket, covering most of his body.]

Not now, bud. Not in the mood. -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*toddles over and hugs Leo with his tiny arms* Ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

[Leo flinches at the touch, pulling the blanket tighter around himself.]

Bud—

*sigh* Fine... -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*he offers his crow plushie and snuggles into the blanket beside him*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

What?! No—! -🎭

[He would've been fine with the affection if the kid hadn't wiggled into his personal space. He shoves him away, closing the blanket off.]

Hugs are fine, but not that! -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*confuzzled. He just trying to help! He scoots closer and pats the blanket.* Ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

No. Mine. You can't come in. Hugs, yes, but the blanket is mine. -🎭

[He clutches the ends of the blanket tightly, hoping to get his message across.]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*confuzzled noises. He glances around and brings over another blanket, pushing it towards Leo*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

ಠ_ಠ

I— Sure, you can use that one if you want, just don't invade mine! -🎭

[Leo loosens his grip slightly, and a bit of his arm peeks out. There's some sort of mark on it...]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*He scoots a bit closer to get a better look at the mark. He points at it.* ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

[Leo flinches.]

No! No touch! No! -🎭

[He squirms away, pulling the blanket back up over his shoulder.]

No... No. -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*confuzzled noises. He reaches up and tugs at the little yellow bandanna around his neck, pulling it down just enough to show his death wound. It spans his jugular, and is leaking a seemingly infinite amount of blue blood that dissipated just before it reached the base of his neck. He pointed from where he had seen the mark to his scar.*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

[Leo's face pales at the sight. Bob is a kid, after all...]

You... -🎭

[Leo sighs, letting the blanket fall away. Spanning across his arms are a number of bite marks. Old, faded, and...self-administered, or so they appear. But Leo's teeth aren't that sharp...]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Ba! *he points at the bite marks, not touching them, just pointing. He points back to his scar.* ba!

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

Yeah, yeah, I guess we both had something, huh...? -🎭

[Leo smiles, a tired, broken half-smile that definitely doesn't reach his eyes.]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*He wiggles a bit closer, just to see them better. He points at them.* om nom nom

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

Yeah, kid. Yeah. -🎭

[Leo has to admit, he's a bit endeared by the kid. But his eyes are still tired. He lays down, the blanket now covering him halfway.]

I only showed to you and one other person... Don't know why it happened. Though I got a few guesses... -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*little head tilt* ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

...Never mind. Don't really concern you, do it?

... *sigh* Well, ya seen it now, so what's the point? -🎭

[He sits up, opens his scarred arms to the kid, with a small shrug.]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*happy noises! Hug the Leo!*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

Heh... Thanks... -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*Reaches his crow plushie up to gently boop Leo on the nose* ba!

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

Hehe... -🎭

[Leo playfully boops Bob on the nose right back.]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*crosses his eyes and giggles*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

*smol bob appears! He is here for hugs and love and making ppl happi :3*

— @happylilquartergodofdeath

(No sadness allowed here! Just Bob)

(This is to any of the Sides who may be having a bad day)

[Leo doesn't know how the little kid ended up in his room, but for the moment, he's a bit too tired to care. He's wrapped in a blanket, covering most of his body.]

Not now, bud. Not in the mood. -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*toddles over and hugs Leo with his tiny arms* Ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

[Leo flinches at the touch, pulling the blanket tighter around himself.]

Bud—

*sigh* Fine... -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*he offers his crow plushie and snuggles into the blanket beside him*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

What?! No—! -🎭

[He would've been fine with the affection if the kid hadn't wiggled into his personal space. He shoves him away, closing the blanket off.]

Hugs are fine, but not that! -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*confuzzled. He just trying to help! He scoots closer and pats the blanket.* Ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

No. Mine. You can't come in. Hugs, yes, but the blanket is mine. -🎭

[He clutches the ends of the blanket tightly, hoping to get his message across.]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*confuzzled noises. He glances around and brings over another blanket, pushing it towards Leo*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

ಠ_ಠ

I— Sure, you can use that one if you want, just don't invade mine! -🎭

[Leo loosens his grip slightly, and a bit of his arm peeks out. There's some sort of mark on it...]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*He scoots a bit closer to get a better look at the mark. He points at it.* ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

[Leo flinches.]

No! No touch! No! -🎭

[He squirms away, pulling the blanket back up over his shoulder.]

No... No. -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*confuzzled noises. He reaches up and tugs at the little yellow bandanna around his neck, pulling it down just enough to show his death wound. It spans his jugular, and is leaking a seemingly infinite amount of blue blood that dissipated just before it reached the base of his neck. He pointed from where he had seen the mark to his scar.*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

[Leo's face pales at the sight. Bob is a kid, after all...]

You... -🎭

[Leo sighs, letting the blanket fall away. Spanning across his arms are a number of bite marks. Old, faded, and...self-administered, or so they appear. But Leo's teeth aren't that sharp...]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

Ba! *he points at the bite marks, not touching them, just pointing. He points back to his scar.* ba!

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

Yeah, yeah, I guess we both had something, huh...? -🎭

[Leo smiles, a tired, broken half-smile that definitely doesn't reach his eyes.]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*He wiggles a bit closer, just to see them better. He points at them.* om nom nom

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

Yeah, kid. Yeah. -🎭

[Leo has to admit, he's a bit endeared by the kid. But his eyes are still tired. He lays down, the blanket now covering him halfway.]

I only showed to you and one other person... Don't know why it happened. Though I got a few guesses... -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*little head tilt* ba?

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

...Never mind. Don't really concern you, do it?

... *sigh* Well, ya seen it now, so what's the point? -🎭

[He sits up, opens his scarred arms to the kid, with a small shrug.]

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*happy noises! Hug the Leo!*

[jimmysbrainandsoul]

Heh... Thanks... -🎭

[happylilquartergodofdeath]

*Reaches his crow plushie up to gently boop Leo on the nose* ba!