...Nambap !

[nambaps-stage]

Hello world! I'm ready to put up my best performance yet ✨ call me bap !

Current arc: back? to normal?

(Idk what else to say here so ! Mainblog is @flipapip and bap goes by they/them :] ooc text is purple)

[nambaps-stage]

[The coffee is warm, their eyes focused on the inky black-brown .]

[They try to take a sip . It goes down like they haven't drank in months . They cough .]

[... why do they feel so off ?]

[nambaps-stage]

[The world feels empty . The stage is empty .]

[Something has happened here.]

[Something has gone missing.]

[....]

[They're backstage, drinking their usual cup of coffee.]

[nambaps-stage]

* What is going on in h-

*.

* Hello Nambap..?

(@triffins)

I don’t know ,

[triffins]

* Why are you a ghost?? Did they kill you? Did they hurt you?

* Y-. Your butterfly wings..

(he was looking pretty undead himself)

[nambaps-stage]

[Their wings are replaced temporarily, now soft and angel-like .]

I don’t feel dead

I don’t know

what , happened to you ?

[triffins]

* They casted some stupid spell or- something..

* Do you know if you have any new powers or anything?

[nambaps-stage]

I don’t know I don’t know I just-

[They rub at their forehead to calm down . It feels cold .]

just turned into this … need to get used to it first …

[nambaps-stage]

* What is going on in h-

*.

* Hello Nambap..?

(@triffins)

I don’t know ,

[triffins]

* Why are you a ghost?? Did they kill you? Did they hurt you?

* Y-. Your butterfly wings..

(he was looking pretty undead himself)

[nambaps-stage]

[Their wings are replaced temporarily, now soft and angel-like .]

I don’t feel dead

I don’t know

what , happened to you ?

[nambaps-stage]

* What is going on in h-

*.

* Hello Nambap..?

(@triffins)

I don’t know ,

[nambaps-stage]

Oh hey you’re a ghost now!!!!!! Welcome to the club!!!!!!!

Feels strange ,

Floaty

my wings

they dont hurt as much anymore ,

[nambaps-stage]

m!a i cast GHOST BEAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(feel free to choose how long this lasts 👍)

!

oh ,,,?

(This ghost beam will last for 13 asks !)

[nambaps-stage]

here, have a creature *hands you this*

oh hello there ,,,

a sweet little thing ,,

[xenosagaepisodeone]

hey man i see the projector in your mind's eye casting the image of a beautiful self indulgent fantasy over my silhouette so i just wanted to remind you before you try any funny business that when its battery dies it's just going to be me here

[nambaps-stage]

im tired

[nambaps-stage]

can i sleep ?

just for a little bit ?

it hurts

[triffins]

* sure. But you can only sleep as long as I do I need you Nambap. I'll be off to bed soon.

[nambaps-stage]

of course

thank you

[nambaps-stage]

im tired

[nambaps-stage]

can i sleep ?

just for a little bit ?

it hurts

[nambaps-stage]

im tired

[nambaps-stage]

(he looks at them, the wings look much too simple to be admired anymore. In his hand is a bunch of shadow crystal needles. They look hesitant to do anything)

* I need to do something. Don't move.

(@triffins)

….?

[They straighten up their posture, resting against the wall .]

I won’t ..

[They trust him enough to not ask questions .]

[triffins]

(with a deep breath he buries any feelings he may have had about this. He plunges the first needle into the center of the old wound)

[nambaps-stage]

-!!

[They wince from the pain . They don’t move - not like they could .] [The wing patterns shift . It’s not enough, is it ?]

[triffins]

(he notices the pain on their face. His expression shifts, less fearful now. He stabs them with another, faster now)

[nambaps-stage]

[Bap holds back a cry . The patterns shift again, back to how they looked earlier… to a degree .

There’s still plenty of needles left .]

[triffins]

(he throws in a few more, slowly backing away with each throw. They hit the target with newfound precision. He's crossed the room like he's playing a game of darts. A smile has slowly creeped out of hiding. He cheers after each hit)

[nambaps-stage]

[With each successful strike, the wings grow and shift . They're breathtaking now .]

[Bap's tears are hard to see from far away . They're practically not there at all .]

[triffins]

(he has only one of the needles he brought for this left. They walk up to them and make direct eye contact as he slowly stabs them with the last shard. He laughs as he stumbles backwards, holding his gut as he feels deeply nauseous. Nambap's old wound looks like a geode, blooming with a hole through the world)

[nambaps-stage]

[They try to smile .]

[nambaps-stage]

(he looks at them, the wings look much too simple to be admired anymore. In his hand is a bunch of shadow crystal needles. They look hesitant to do anything)

* I need to do something. Don't move.

(@triffins)

….?

[They straighten up their posture, resting against the wall .]

I won’t ..

[They trust him enough to not ask questions .]

[triffins]

(with a deep breath he buries any feelings he may have had about this. He plunges the first needle into the center of the old wound)

[nambaps-stage]

-!!

[They wince from the pain . They don’t move - not like they could .] [The wing patterns shift . It’s not enough, is it ?]

[triffins]

(he notices the pain on their face. His expression shifts, less fearful now. He stabs them with another, faster now)

[nambaps-stage]

[Bap holds back a cry . The patterns shift again, back to how they looked earlier… to a degree .

There’s still plenty of needles left .]

[triffins]

(he throws in a few more, slowly backing away with each throw. They hit the target with newfound precision. He's crossed the room like he's playing a game of darts. A smile has slowly creeped out of hiding. He cheers after each hit)

[nambaps-stage]

[With each successful strike, the wings grow and shift . They're breathtaking now .]

[Bap's tears are hard to see from far away . They're practically not there at all .]

[nambaps-stage]

(he looks at them, the wings look much too simple to be admired anymore. In his hand is a bunch of shadow crystal needles. They look hesitant to do anything)

* I need to do something. Don't move.

(@triffins)

….?

[They straighten up their posture, resting against the wall .]

I won’t ..

[They trust him enough to not ask questions .]

[triffins]

(with a deep breath he buries any feelings he may have had about this. He plunges the first needle into the center of the old wound)

[nambaps-stage]

-!!

[They wince from the pain . They don’t move - not like they could .] [The wing patterns shift . It’s not enough, is it ?]

[triffins]

(he notices the pain on their face. His expression shifts, less fearful now. He stabs them with another, faster now)

[nambaps-stage]

[Bap holds back a cry . The patterns shift again, back to how they looked earlier… to a degree .

There’s still plenty of needles left .]

[nambaps-stage]

(he looks at them, the wings look much too simple to be admired anymore. In his hand is a bunch of shadow crystal needles. They look hesitant to do anything)

* I need to do something. Don't move.

(@triffins)

….?

[They straighten up their posture, resting against the wall .]

I won’t ..

[They trust him enough to not ask questions .]

[triffins]

(with a deep breath he buries any feelings he may have had about this. He plunges the first needle into the center of the old wound)

[nambaps-stage]

-!!

[They wince from the pain . They don’t move - not like they could .] [The wing patterns shift . It’s not enough, is it ?]