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— Bug Uncle and Lilly! ( @shcttered-soul ! )

( Art credit : @burnishable ! )

#(SAVE.) ''Would you mind if I kept this?''#(LOUIE.) ''My soul-mending uncle. To recapture long-forbidden fun was your mission.''#((WAKES THE DEAD JUST TO REBLOG THIS))#((SETTLES THIS ONTO THE BLOG AND FRENCH KISSES IT))#((RIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS.))#((TINY BUG UNCLE WITH HIS FANTASTIC GHOST NIECE.))#((I WOULDNT WANT IT ANY OTHER WAY......))#((thank you so much i owe you both my life))#((both flcwerpcwered for offering to get the commission and for burnishable for drawing it so FANTASTICALLY....))#((I CAN REST IN PEACE KNOWING THIS EXISTS IN THE WORLD.))

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@shcttered-soul

“Hiya there, ghost-child. I’m the GHOST KING - technically, I’m the FATHER of all GHOSTS!”

“So, haaaaiiiiiii, ghost-daughter~!!”

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At least Lilly gave a tiny, skittish wave hello before taking steps of the same caliber away from the looming supposed King ghost in front of her. She didn’t exactly appreciate the general idea of some random stranger posing as her father? It was a touchy subject she most certainly was not going to go into with an individual she’d never met in her life.

So just. Gives a meek “Hello...” and leaves it at that, grey pupilless eyes locking to the ground. Half hoping her obvious lack of interest would have the other let her alone.

#(IC.) ''She's out there somewhere.''#regalboo #((king boo p l e a s e ))#((just let her live her lack of life in peace she doesnt need this))

@forideals

WAKES UP FROM A COMA.

“It’s father’s day.”

#(IC UPDATE). ''A ghostly newscaster would be a booscaster y'know.''#forideals #((POPS UP AND SHAKES THE TRASH AND DIRT OFF OF ME))#((UH PFFT YEAH I'VE TOTALLY GOT SOMETHING FOR LILLY AND KLONOA))#((UH HE UM. HE GETS UHM. A COFFEE MUG SAYING WORLD'S BEST DAD))#((but nah i can definitely make something from lilly; shes got a LOT of love for her dad <3))

She is eight-years-old and dead. She shouldn’t be forced to still deal with the qualms of mortality.

#(IC UPDATE). ''A ghostly newscaster would be a booscaster y'know.''#(DASH OBSERVATION.)#((lilly voice: i died; i served my nickle. why am i still putting up with this bullshit))

no stop one of those assholes are actually old and might actually be fated for a sooner death than anyone else.

#(OOC.) ''A level of tired regular sleep can't fix.''#flcwerpcwered #((please dont make the ghost think about death))

“...” The little spirit kept silence on the matter, but that didn’t mean that she wouldn’t allow her mind to run rampant with such a horrid thought. Her Papa...dying. It wasn’t that wild an idea, of course, and such a point wasn’t lost on Lilly. For goodness’ sake, she was a ghost herself! But not all dead people turn into ghosts, for what she knew. It was a side-gig the child did, aiding those who had an uncomfortable pass-over to the afterlife. Assuring that their souls don’t hit turbulence in coming to terms with their death. A lot of people refuted the idea that they were dead, and if you let rage absorb you, a demon could be made of you. That’s how you got ghosts locked to a location, haunting those who disturb their domain, like abandoned houses and run-down hospitals.

So then, how would her Papa pass ove-?

Immediately, the train of thought was disregarded. Because with it, a whole cargo load of bad ideas followed. What if he didn’t pass over well, how would he die? What if he didn’t come back at, leaving her and Mama alone? Though that one was less pestering, since... well, it was inevitable. What if he died, came back a spirit, and looked all distorted... distorted like her. Pale skin, bleached hair, void eyes. She wouldn’t want that for him. Or anyone else, for that matter.

--Eyes shut tight. An inhale, holding it, then letting it out. Head shook, sending hair flapping, before she smoothed it out, trying to look her best. She was gonna go give her Papa a hug.

#(IC.) ''She's out there somewhere.''#(DASH OBSERVATION.)#forideals #((man i miss lilly hugrjifkedsx))#((i should really get her active and Keep her active))#((but uh yeah here's your worried ghost child that's gonna waltz up to her dad like everything's okay))#((because she's trying to make it okay but she of all people know that death is inevitable.))#;death mention #((guess that should go here to while we're at it but you're on the blog of a ghost rn so i literally dont know what you expected))

@forideals & @dreamyrenegade hey your kid loves you.

Lilly so absolutely adores the idea of her parents being in love with one another, because wow! Two adults liking each other that much without any bug in the system? Her original parents broke up because of her mere conception, so Never Experienced That Before! Now with NiGHTS and Klonoa, she so relishes them actually having proper passion and affection toward each other. And she’d want them to have the best life with one another!!

Which means getting married, because that’s what all the people always did on her TV. The famous people had their marriages live on television, or the shows she watched always had a married couple in it, so that’s gotta mean it’s good, right? Basically, she’d try and get them properly married like her afterlife counted on it ohtgifjeodkcfv

#(DASH OBSERVATION.)#dreamyrenegade #forideals #((tfw you had to basically raise yourself by the tv in your room so you think a lot of thing in real life are how they are on television))#((and every show has a good lovey dovey couple that are married to one another. that means klonoa and NiGHTS //gotta// get married))

“Mama and Papa are so cute together~!

#(DASH OBSERVATION.) ''Can you prove that a ghost Isn't behind you right now?''#forideals #dreamyrenegade #((lilly's entire being whenever NiGHTS and klonoa are being lovey dovey is literally just :3c))#((THROWS MY ARMS AROUND THE FAM. IM ALWAYS HERE FOR THIS))

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@forideals so somnom,,

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--yeah i’ll get two gay parents to go please. nah nah, that’ll be all, thanks.

#(OOC.) ''A level of tired regular sleep can't fix.''#((IM ALWAYS HERE WHEN THE FAMILY HITS THE SCENE ARE YOU JOKING))#((LILLY'S ALREADY DEAD; SHE CAN NEVER //TRULY// DIE))

One of the reasons I love Lilly so much is because whenever I get in a depressed funk, I can project my mood onto her and still have it be in character.

#(OOC.) ''A level of tired regular sleep can't fix.''#((that's the benefit of making a bunch of ocs that are just bits and pieces of your personality))#((and lilly's my depressed slice ohipjgoiroefjs))#((i mean also i would love for lilly to be active; but she's done as a character. everything else is just bonus))#((i've had other posts on this so i wont expound too long; not that i have a lot of active blogs looking at this #since my blog is as dead as lilly hfeijsokdlxes))#((but i gotta make a new oc i can project on. lilly did wonderfully; but she like. beat her awful hand))#((she got dealt a shitty deck and still won the game with it. ruffles her head. and i love her even more for it))#((now i gotta make a new oc to have suffer. smh lilly :\\\\\\\\))

@flcwerpcwered Liked for a Starter!

“Uncle Louie! Look at the upgrade Dew has!” Dew the white, stuffed, coolness enhancer-sporting bear had a new head accessory, now owning a space helmet of his own that definitely was not just a fish bowl she found lying around the ship! But he did look pretty cute, all properly prepared for deep space travel and stuff.

“He’s ready to go into space with you and Mr. Olimar! He’s really good with treasure finding, y’know. One time, he was under the couch, but really he was just looking for the TV remote for us! It was in his hand when I helped him out! Think of all the pokos he could make you two on your trip! Think the President would get off of your back if he helped out?” O-Oh. Well, the fun-loving demeanor of the little girl vanished for that last sentence, room getting a bit colder for a split second before returning back to its regular temperature. Face swapped back from its sneer to its regular smile, thrusting Dew toward Louie. “Well? Whaddya think?”

#(IC.) ''She's out there somewhere.''#flcwerpcwered #(LOUIE.) ''My soul-mending uncle. To recapture long-forbidden fun was your mission.''#((i promise you that lilly is gonna kill the president. i Promise you.))#((with her bare hands; she's gonna choke that greedy bastard out))#((like spongebob shaking mr. krabs down; she's gonna wring his neck.))

@viriidescent Liked for a Starter!

Boy...it was hot. Which was a strange sensation, seeing how the icy spirit never got hot. Her mere existence sent a shiver down the spines of everyone around her, and water froze if she got too close. She could skate across surfaces as if they were a chilled solid and not a lukewarm liquid. At the end of the day, it was safe to say that Lilly was cold. And that cold was being challenged by a boy carrying a rather threatening aura to him. She sensed the supernatural, and it was not one she liked. It was the one of a demon, she’d felt it a few times before.

“--U-Uhm.” Even that small pipe-up, the clashing temperatures of hot and cold was enough, causing a plume of chilly fog to expel from the girl’s mouth when she spoke. Which made grey eyes and their lack of pupils to stare at the mist before they slid back up to the boy. “Would you happen to know what I am? Because I-I know what you are.” Said with the confidence of a dying frog, croaking in the same manner, too.

#(IC.) ''She's out there somewhere.''#viriidescent #((i apologize for my STUPID stupid little girl. she's scared of demons but she also likes to think she's confident))#((news flash she's not.))#((i hope the starter works for you; though!))

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With such a tight hug, her sis practically squeezed the giggles out of Lilly! Their laughter fell forward together, head burrowing into A.M.I. as that warm, fuzzy feeling started to well up inside her once more. That feeling felt whenever her family was around.

“How’s it been, Ami? I missed you!” They were probably only separate for three day’s time at most, but of course that’s enough time for Lilly to miss a loved one. All the same, as if she’d been gone for forever and a day, grey eyes bore right up into her sister’s chin, smile widening all as it soaked in her visage. “Oh! Did you get me a souvenir while you were gone? Where’d y’go, anyways, sis? Last time you had super pretty pictures with you! You wouldn’t happen to have any more this time, would you?” She squirming like a bug, scanning A.M.I’s person for any sort of item she could be hiding from her, rambling her excited child-like musings during the search.

#(IC.) ''She's out there somewhere.''#shedepends #(A.M.I.) ''My soul-mending sister. Security and safety stays warm in the world we call our own.''#((excited child is EXCITED to see the light of her life))

@undyinglegends (Katarina) Liked for a Starter!

It was rather easy to tell a spirit-seer from a regular person who got a lucky glance when the soul was shifting through visible plains. Lucky glances often caused shock or fear from the unknown. A person who was used to spotting glimpses of those roaming life after death never really jumped. Seeing a girl have the latter reaction choice, Lilly knew she’d been spotted by a regular.

Lilly herself had been gazing at the large home off in the distance, its obvious wealth spawning some...memories she quickly shook off. Today was going well, let’s not go down that path, hm? Her waving gaze did spot her onlooker, though, grey, pupilless eyes widening upon her discovery. Before her hand gave a shy wave to the other, mustering the friendliest smile she could. A bit awkward, but it was clear she was trying.

#(IC.) ''She's out there somewhere.''#undyinglegends #((lilly seems to have a knack for finding the rich people. which. isnt good for her tbh og4hfijerofjieor))#((lilly also grew up rich! but her mom was a neglecting scumbag that highkey gave up on her for not being perfect like 'she was'))#((so lilly's mom kinda just bought her own daughter stuff to get her off of her back whenever she tried to get the attention she needed))#((h e h. but she's doing fine now. fine enough at least. just dont take her into any large; fancy houses and we're good!))#((so this is definitely taking place Outside. looking at the house. because she's not roaming in there are you kidding me))

Um. ignore the a n g s t on the blog right now from my last. cough. escapade. my daughter is pure, im just a vile gremlin that loves to see her suffer. but like this post if you wouldn’t mind some ghostin’ from lilly over here. pureness guaranteed! we’re here to have a good time y’all, the angst can consume us at a later date.

#(STARTER CALL.)#((pure ghost girl that just wants to life her afterlife in //peace//))#((and i wont Let Her. but tonight i will. im in a real good; chill mood))

Materializes out of thin air with an ice cream sandwich in her hand. Shakes some snow off of her head before munching down on that sweet Neopolitan goodness.

#(IC UPDATE). ''A ghostly newscaster would be a booscaster y'know.''#((my girl has been summoned))

"Oh. Hey, Lills." Monotone-sounding voice aside, Louie really was happy to see her. As always. "Just made a batch of cupcakes. Didn't get to decorate any of them yet, though. Figured you could help me out with... that... " His voice trailed off when he saw her face, forgetting all about the edible glitter and frosting and Spectralid wings he had on the counter. "... you okay?"

Her face was deadpan, no smile to be had at the sound of her uncle’s voice. That alone should have been odd enough. She was kind of…wandering. Only bumbling about in a saddened state because she had to. Only when Louie’s voice asked if she was okay was when she checked in from whatever world she was in.

“O-Oh, yeah, I’m fine.”Sniff. “Don’t worry about me. –Um, cupcakes? Are they done? I–” sort of…powers down for a moment, shoulders slumping before heaving a sigh, creating a plume of cold vapor to rise up onto the ceiling. Despite them being inside. “Nevermind, I’m not too hungry.”

#flcwerpcwered #(IC.) ''She's out there somewhere.''#(ANSWERS.) ''Spiritual insight!''#((eeeeeeyikes))#((you know she's not okay when you feel the room temperature drop by 15-20 degrees before she even walks in the room))#((rn she's just. dead inside. pardon my pun. but she's at the acceptance point of grief. guess im bad and everyone hates me))#((real ghost mode right now. but pshhhh she's fineeeee. she said so herself))

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