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An RP blog for the Mikes!

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Alright boss, got da blog set up!

Fantastic! Just don’t tell Tenna!

🎶🎼 :3

Trying to learn more out about Mike is half the reason we made this! And I got a few hours of rest, quit your worries!

(ooc stuff under cut)

Battat: he/they #snake eyes

Pluey: he/it/nya #cat companion

Jongler: they/them #remote ranger

made a blog for @tennas-tvtimee’s Mikes! I’ve been becoming buddies with the mod so I wanted to make some guys for their universe

some suggestive posts on this blog, tagged with #you can’t show that on tv! don’t send anything more extreme than sex jokes.

mod is @wyverewings, also runs @pearl-addison and @s0me-kind-of-cr3ature

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[sour-capn-cakes]

Yeah, that was the plan...

I think I've seen that ghost before. Odd little guy.

[static-air-waves]

🎶🎷🎶🎷🎵(You can see ghosts too? Huh, nice to know there’s others besides Jongler and I here. Anyway, I could help with the costume! I know a lot about that kind of thing, if the suit didn’t make it obvious. One minute.)

*Pluey went to grab its sewing kit, leaving the brothers to themselves in the meantime.

[sour-capn-cakes]

...So... what now?

I dunno.

[* The sound of shuffling in the corner of the room indicated that Sour was stirring, and after a moment they were sitting up on their bed.]

Ow... my head...

Sour!

You're awake!

[* K_K was the first to be at his side, but then awkwardly backed up because they might need space instead. Cap'n got closer, but still remained a respectable distance away.]

Hey, you guys didn't even wait on me! I don't have my costume yet!

We're gonna get it made for you man, chill.

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*Pluey returned with a sewing kit in paws.

🎷🎼🎶(Oh, hey Sour, you’re back! Sorry about the possession, and seeing… that… But hey, I got stuff to help with your costume!)

*Pluey set down the supplies, before popping the microphone paws off. As nya took Sour’s measurements, worry filled nya’s mind. This kid had just been through a lot…

🎼🎵(So… do you want to talk about all that? It’s okay if you don’t.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

[* Sour averted his gaze.]

What is there to talk about? It was just... a dead body. No big deal...

[* K_K and Cap'n share an uneasy glance.]

Hey, uh... wasn't this place supposed to be safe?

Well, yeah, but... I dunno. It's whatever, I guess. Better here than anywhere else.

[* They offer a halfhearted shrug, clearly trying to seem unaffected by it. K_K hasn't said anything yet, but it seems as though he's thinking about something.]

What about the whole 'being possessed' thing? You still haven't said anything about it.

It just felt... off. Like I was watching myself go through the motions without being able to control anything. Just some kind of spectator in my own life. It sucked.

[static-air-waves]

🎵🎷🎼🎷(…Oh right, that. Look, this place is safe, especially safer than wherever you come from. But… well, there was just one little thing we didn’t think would be an issue. We should’ve been more careful there, I admit.)

*Pluey had gone to stitch the costume together by now, but would periodically turn towards the brothers, while still talking.

🎷🎼(…I’ve been through something similar. I… don’t know if I can explain it, but… it wasn’t exact, but... I understand how it feels.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

I've seen something else besides just that ghost guy. Is it related to that?

What's with you being able to see things all of a sudden?

I think I've always kinda been like this!

[* Sour doesn't say anything.]

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey’s still working on the suit, but nearly messes up when it hears K_K.

🎷(…Describe this “something else”.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

It's a cat! At least, I think it's one. I can never get close enough to pet it.

Why didn't you tell us this shit earlier?

I thought it wasn't important, and that everyone else was just ignoring the cat in the room whenever it appeared.

...Okay, man.

[static-air-waves]

*Even with a cooling system built in, a fursuit was at the very least warm, and so Pluey never really found himself feeling cold often.

*But it at least knew that’s how it felt when K_K mention the cat.

🎼🎵(Stay away from it. Please.)

*Pluey hoped they wouldn’t ask further. Partly because nya didn’t know how to explain it, and even if nya did, nya did not want to relive that in any way.

*Just go back to your work. You’re almost done anyway.

[sour-capn-cakes]

Why does it talk? It's nothing like the tasques in Cyber City... hmm.

Has it said anything interesting, or...

Not really. I don't get it.

Maybe that's a good thing...

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*Pluey didn’t say anything. It was nearly done with the suit anyway…

🎶🎷(Aaaaaand there we go! How do you like it?)

*Nya hoped he did, poor kid deserved something good…

[sour-capn-cakes]

[* Sour takes a moment to look at the suit. It looks like Tenna's, so that was good!]

I think it's really nice.

[* Maybe they were a little distracted by the conversation that was happening earlier, because the statement sounded unintentionally halfhearted.]

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*Pluey smiled in relief. It didn’t fault the kid for sounding a little out of it, they’d been through a lot.

🎷🎼(I’ll leave you and your brothers to rest, you’re probably tired enough from today.)

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*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Good thing that you can't, dice. Eh, whatever.

[* Spamton does manage to get back into his own body, albeit with some difficulty. Trying to lift himself off the ground ends up being the worst part, since it takes awhile for his joints to even be able to move, and even when they're able to, it's not going as smoothly as he'd like.]

Hey, would ya look at that! I-

[* He doubles over, suddenly feeling extremely sick. While he's able to control his body now, something is wrong.]

...Urgh. I don't think being alive again is supposed to feel like this.

[* His heart still isn't beating. At most, it seemed like he was puppeteering a shell.]

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*Battat stumbled back from shock when Spamton’s body starts to move again. So actual resurrection was possible? Well, it seemed like Spamton was more akin to a revenant than truly alive, but still.

Huh, so it did work, kinda.

Ain’t the first time I’s seen something like dis. At least youses corpse is well preserved.

So it’s possible to come back from the dead?

Nope. Da body will still rot away, and when da muscles is gone, dere’s nothing youse can do no mores.

*Battat tried to support Spamton up, only going as far as lightly pulling at his arm. It was still cold, and there was no pulse. They realized then, he would not want them to touch him, and their claws slipped away.

*In his stead, Jongler offered their hand to help Spamton get up, even if they were unsure if he’d accept.

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[* Although he seemed hesitant to accept the help, he did end up taking their hand.]

...Great. So now I've got a timer, basically.

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Depends on if you decide to stay in there, I guess.

…Well, one thing I should’ve thought about is… why did youse become a ghost in da first place? What sorta unfinished business does youse got?

…I’m still wondering how I didn’t know about you being involved with all this paranormal stuff until now.

Long story.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Unfinished business? I have a business that unfinished! I haven't even made it big yet, and you think I'd just take that lying down and die? Hell no!

[static-air-waves]

…Uh, sure, I guess dat counts.

…Wait a sec. This is probably something I should’ve thought of way earlier… but you might not be meant to die yet.

*Battat looked away with some embarrassment.

Er, not sure how to explain how I know this, but in the future, you have something of an important role to play in the stories of many others. So… maybe it’s the universe trying to correct itself, in a way? Again, far too late for me to realize, and I’m unsure how to say it in a way you’d understand.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Yeah, yeah, I get it. But what's with all this? I don't really feel alive, even when I'm supposed to be.

[static-air-waves]

Well, I’m not sure if an actual resurrection can happen, so I guess this is the closest thing?

…Youse mentioned youse heard something like “two days left” a little over day ago? Dat could mean something, but I sure doesn’t know.

Anyway… not sure how to help you move on, or come back alive. If you’re ready to get back home, I can do that.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Yeah. Sure. Maybe it does mean something. And that plan, that'll work. But no one has really said anything about my death, have they? Oh, who am I kidding... I was competition in business. No one cares about all of this.

[* He goes silent for a moment.]

Jeez, can I at least get my throat stitched back up?

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…Hey, how would you know all that? You’ve gotta have someone who cares about you.

Youse gotta have some family or friends who are worried.

Anyway, I uh… I didn’t think of bringing stitching. But… I do have this to cover it up at least.

*Battat pulls out a scarf, made of fuzzy green strings haphazardly tangled together.

*As a kid, they took it to keep themself warm while on the run. He didn’t wear it much anymore, but for sentimentality’s sake, he kept it around, until now.

You can have it, I owe you at least something.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* Spamton hesitantly takes the scarf, the sight of it enough to make him feel a growing sense of dread, although it's for a reason he can't discern. He notably doesn't have anything to say, no comment on the scarf, nor the topic of having people who care for him.]

[static-air-waves]

Alrighty then. I should be getting you back home by now.

*A slight blip, and the three were back in Spamton’s home universe. Around the place where Battat had kidnapped him, even…

…Well, youse on youse own now. Dunno where youse lives, so we’s just gotta let youse get home youseself.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* All of them were close enough to see the stand where Spamton originally was. It had nothing on it now. Great. So there goes all of his stuff he was going to sell.]

...Yeah. I guess that'll work. One question, though. What do I do if I start... say... rotting? Y'know, with being... technically still dead and all. Sorta.

[static-air-waves]

I doesn’t know how to help dere, sorry. At da very least youse’s back home now.

Hope it gets better for you, somehow. And make sure to not look into that crystal, please. Goodbye.

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[sour-capn-cakes]

Yeah, that was the plan...

I think I've seen that ghost before. Odd little guy.

[static-air-waves]

🎶🎷🎶🎷🎵(You can see ghosts too? Huh, nice to know there’s others besides Jongler and I here. Anyway, I could help with the costume! I know a lot about that kind of thing, if the suit didn’t make it obvious. One minute.)

*Pluey went to grab its sewing kit, leaving the brothers to themselves in the meantime.

[sour-capn-cakes]

...So... what now?

I dunno.

[* The sound of shuffling in the corner of the room indicated that Sour was stirring, and after a moment they were sitting up on their bed.]

Ow... my head...

Sour!

You're awake!

[* K_K was the first to be at his side, but then awkwardly backed up because they might need space instead. Cap'n got closer, but still remained a respectable distance away.]

Hey, you guys didn't even wait on me! I don't have my costume yet!

We're gonna get it made for you man, chill.

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey returned with a sewing kit in paws.

🎷🎼🎶(Oh, hey Sour, you’re back! Sorry about the possession, and seeing… that… But hey, I got stuff to help with your costume!)

*Pluey set down the supplies, before popping the microphone paws off. As nya took Sour’s measurements, worry filled nya’s mind. This kid had just been through a lot…

🎼🎵(So… do you want to talk about all that? It’s okay if you don’t.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

[* Sour averted his gaze.]

What is there to talk about? It was just... a dead body. No big deal...

[* K_K and Cap'n share an uneasy glance.]

Hey, uh... wasn't this place supposed to be safe?

Well, yeah, but... I dunno. It's whatever, I guess. Better here than anywhere else.

[* They offer a halfhearted shrug, clearly trying to seem unaffected by it. K_K hasn't said anything yet, but it seems as though he's thinking about something.]

What about the whole 'being possessed' thing? You still haven't said anything about it.

It just felt... off. Like I was watching myself go through the motions without being able to control anything. Just some kind of spectator in my own life. It sucked.

[static-air-waves]

🎵🎷🎼🎷(…Oh right, that. Look, this place is safe, especially safer than wherever you come from. But… well, there was just one little thing we didn’t think would be an issue. We should’ve been more careful there, I admit.)

*Pluey had gone to stitch the costume together by now, but would periodically turn towards the brothers, while still talking.

🎷🎼(…I’ve been through something similar. I… don’t know if I can explain it, but… it wasn’t exact, but... I understand how it feels.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

I've seen something else besides just that ghost guy. Is it related to that?

What's with you being able to see things all of a sudden?

I think I've always kinda been like this!

[* Sour doesn't say anything.]

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey’s still working on the suit, but nearly messes up when it hears K_K.

🎷(…Describe this “something else”.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

It's a cat! At least, I think it's one. I can never get close enough to pet it.

Why didn't you tell us this shit earlier?

I thought it wasn't important, and that everyone else was just ignoring the cat in the room whenever it appeared.

...Okay, man.

[static-air-waves]

*Even with a cooling system built in, a fursuit was at the very least warm, and so Pluey never really found himself feeling cold often.

*But it at least knew that’s how it felt when K_K mention the cat.

🎼🎵(Stay away from it. Please.)

*Pluey hoped they wouldn’t ask further. Partly because nya didn’t know how to explain it, and even if nya did, nya did not want to relive that in any way.

*Just go back to your work. You’re almost done anyway.

[sour-capn-cakes]

Why does it talk? It's nothing like the tasques in Cyber City... hmm.

Has it said anything interesting, or...

Not really. I don't get it.

Maybe that's a good thing...

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey didn’t say anything. It was nearly done with the suit anyway…

🎶🎷(Aaaaaand there we go! How do you like it?)

*Nya hoped he did, poor kid deserved something good…

[static-air-waves]

*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Good thing that you can't, dice. Eh, whatever.

[* Spamton does manage to get back into his own body, albeit with some difficulty. Trying to lift himself off the ground ends up being the worst part, since it takes awhile for his joints to even be able to move, and even when they're able to, it's not going as smoothly as he'd like.]

Hey, would ya look at that! I-

[* He doubles over, suddenly feeling extremely sick. While he's able to control his body now, something is wrong.]

...Urgh. I don't think being alive again is supposed to feel like this.

[* His heart still isn't beating. At most, it seemed like he was puppeteering a shell.]

[static-air-waves]

*Battat stumbled back from shock when Spamton’s body starts to move again. So actual resurrection was possible? Well, it seemed like Spamton was more akin to a revenant than truly alive, but still.

Huh, so it did work, kinda.

Ain’t the first time I’s seen something like dis. At least youses corpse is well preserved.

So it’s possible to come back from the dead?

Nope. Da body will still rot away, and when da muscles is gone, dere’s nothing youse can do no mores.

*Battat tried to support Spamton up, only going as far as lightly pulling at his arm. It was still cold, and there was no pulse. They realized then, he would not want them to touch him, and their claws slipped away.

*In his stead, Jongler offered their hand to help Spamton get up, even if they were unsure if he’d accept.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* Although he seemed hesitant to accept the help, he did end up taking their hand.]

...Great. So now I've got a timer, basically.

[static-air-waves]

Depends on if you decide to stay in there, I guess.

…Well, one thing I should’ve thought about is… why did youse become a ghost in da first place? What sorta unfinished business does youse got?

…I’m still wondering how I didn’t know about you being involved with all this paranormal stuff until now.

Long story.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Unfinished business? I have a business that unfinished! I haven't even made it big yet, and you think I'd just take that lying down and die? Hell no!

[static-air-waves]

…Uh, sure, I guess dat counts.

…Wait a sec. This is probably something I should’ve thought of way earlier… but you might not be meant to die yet.

*Battat looked away with some embarrassment.

Er, not sure how to explain how I know this, but in the future, you have something of an important role to play in the stories of many others. So… maybe it’s the universe trying to correct itself, in a way? Again, far too late for me to realize, and I’m unsure how to say it in a way you’d understand.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Yeah, yeah, I get it. But what's with all this? I don't really feel alive, even when I'm supposed to be.

[static-air-waves]

Well, I’m not sure if an actual resurrection can happen, so I guess this is the closest thing?

…Youse mentioned youse heard something like “two days left” a little over day ago? Dat could mean something, but I sure doesn’t know.

Anyway… not sure how to help you move on, or come back alive. If you’re ready to get back home, I can do that.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Yeah. Sure. Maybe it does mean something. And that plan, that'll work. But no one has really said anything about my death, have they? Oh, who am I kidding... I was competition in business. No one cares about all of this.

[* He goes silent for a moment.]

Jeez, can I at least get my throat stitched back up?

[static-air-waves]

…Hey, how would you know all that? You’ve gotta have someone who cares about you.

Youse gotta have some family or friends who are worried.

Anyway, I uh… I didn’t think of bringing stitching. But… I do have this to cover it up at least.

*Battat pulls out a scarf, made of fuzzy green strings haphazardly tangled together.

*As a kid, they took it to keep themself warm while on the run. He didn’t wear it much anymore, but for sentimentality’s sake, he kept it around, until now.

You can have it, I owe you at least something.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* Spamton hesitantly takes the scarf, the sight of it enough to make him feel a growing sense of dread, although it's for a reason he can't discern. He notably doesn't have anything to say, no comment on the scarf, nor the topic of having people who care for him.]

[static-air-waves]

Alrighty then. I should be getting you back home by now.

*A slight blip, and the three were back in Spamton’s home universe. Around the place where Battat had kidnapped him, even…

…Well, youse on youse own now. Dunno where youse lives, so we’s just gotta let youse get home youseself.

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[sour-capn-cakes]

Yeah, that was the plan...

I think I've seen that ghost before. Odd little guy.

[static-air-waves]

🎶🎷🎶🎷🎵(You can see ghosts too? Huh, nice to know there’s others besides Jongler and I here. Anyway, I could help with the costume! I know a lot about that kind of thing, if the suit didn’t make it obvious. One minute.)

*Pluey went to grab its sewing kit, leaving the brothers to themselves in the meantime.

[sour-capn-cakes]

...So... what now?

I dunno.

[* The sound of shuffling in the corner of the room indicated that Sour was stirring, and after a moment they were sitting up on their bed.]

Ow... my head...

Sour!

You're awake!

[* K_K was the first to be at his side, but then awkwardly backed up because they might need space instead. Cap'n got closer, but still remained a respectable distance away.]

Hey, you guys didn't even wait on me! I don't have my costume yet!

We're gonna get it made for you man, chill.

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey returned with a sewing kit in paws.

🎷🎼🎶(Oh, hey Sour, you’re back! Sorry about the possession, and seeing… that… But hey, I got stuff to help with your costume!)

*Pluey set down the supplies, before popping the microphone paws off. As nya took Sour’s measurements, worry filled nya’s mind. This kid had just been through a lot…

🎼🎵(So… do you want to talk about all that? It’s okay if you don’t.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

[* Sour averted his gaze.]

What is there to talk about? It was just... a dead body. No big deal...

[* K_K and Cap'n share an uneasy glance.]

Hey, uh... wasn't this place supposed to be safe?

Well, yeah, but... I dunno. It's whatever, I guess. Better here than anywhere else.

[* They offer a halfhearted shrug, clearly trying to seem unaffected by it. K_K hasn't said anything yet, but it seems as though he's thinking about something.]

What about the whole 'being possessed' thing? You still haven't said anything about it.

It just felt... off. Like I was watching myself go through the motions without being able to control anything. Just some kind of spectator in my own life. It sucked.

[static-air-waves]

🎵🎷🎼🎷(…Oh right, that. Look, this place is safe, especially safer than wherever you come from. But… well, there was just one little thing we didn’t think would be an issue. We should’ve been more careful there, I admit.)

*Pluey had gone to stitch the costume together by now, but would periodically turn towards the brothers, while still talking.

🎷🎼(…I’ve been through something similar. I… don’t know if I can explain it, but… it wasn’t exact, but... I understand how it feels.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

I've seen something else besides just that ghost guy. Is it related to that?

What's with you being able to see things all of a sudden?

I think I've always kinda been like this!

[* Sour doesn't say anything.]

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey’s still working on the suit, but nearly messes up when it hears K_K.

🎷(…Describe this “something else”.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

It's a cat! At least, I think it's one. I can never get close enough to pet it.

Why didn't you tell us this shit earlier?

I thought it wasn't important, and that everyone else was just ignoring the cat in the room whenever it appeared.

...Okay, man.

[static-air-waves]

*Even with a cooling system built in, a fursuit was at the very least warm, and so Pluey never really found himself feeling cold often.

*But it at least knew that’s how it felt when K_K mention the cat.

🎼🎵(Stay away from it. Please.)

*Pluey hoped they wouldn’t ask further. Partly because nya didn’t know how to explain it, and even if nya did, nya did not want to relive that in any way.

*Just go back to your work. You’re almost done anyway.

[static-air-waves]

*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Good thing that you can't, dice. Eh, whatever.

[* Spamton does manage to get back into his own body, albeit with some difficulty. Trying to lift himself off the ground ends up being the worst part, since it takes awhile for his joints to even be able to move, and even when they're able to, it's not going as smoothly as he'd like.]

Hey, would ya look at that! I-

[* He doubles over, suddenly feeling extremely sick. While he's able to control his body now, something is wrong.]

...Urgh. I don't think being alive again is supposed to feel like this.

[* His heart still isn't beating. At most, it seemed like he was puppeteering a shell.]

[static-air-waves]

*Battat stumbled back from shock when Spamton’s body starts to move again. So actual resurrection was possible? Well, it seemed like Spamton was more akin to a revenant than truly alive, but still.

Huh, so it did work, kinda.

Ain’t the first time I’s seen something like dis. At least youses corpse is well preserved.

So it’s possible to come back from the dead?

Nope. Da body will still rot away, and when da muscles is gone, dere’s nothing youse can do no mores.

*Battat tried to support Spamton up, only going as far as lightly pulling at his arm. It was still cold, and there was no pulse. They realized then, he would not want them to touch him, and their claws slipped away.

*In his stead, Jongler offered their hand to help Spamton get up, even if they were unsure if he’d accept.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* Although he seemed hesitant to accept the help, he did end up taking their hand.]

...Great. So now I've got a timer, basically.

[static-air-waves]

Depends on if you decide to stay in there, I guess.

…Well, one thing I should’ve thought about is… why did youse become a ghost in da first place? What sorta unfinished business does youse got?

…I’m still wondering how I didn’t know about you being involved with all this paranormal stuff until now.

Long story.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Unfinished business? I have a business that unfinished! I haven't even made it big yet, and you think I'd just take that lying down and die? Hell no!

[static-air-waves]

…Uh, sure, I guess dat counts.

…Wait a sec. This is probably something I should’ve thought of way earlier… but you might not be meant to die yet.

*Battat looked away with some embarrassment.

Er, not sure how to explain how I know this, but in the future, you have something of an important role to play in the stories of many others. So… maybe it’s the universe trying to correct itself, in a way? Again, far too late for me to realize, and I’m unsure how to say it in a way you’d understand.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Yeah, yeah, I get it. But what's with all this? I don't really feel alive, even when I'm supposed to be.

[static-air-waves]

Well, I’m not sure if an actual resurrection can happen, so I guess this is the closest thing?

…Youse mentioned youse heard something like “two days left” a little over day ago? Dat could mean something, but I sure doesn’t know.

Anyway… not sure how to help you move on, or come back alive. If you’re ready to get back home, I can do that.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Yeah. Sure. Maybe it does mean something. And that plan, that'll work. But no one has really said anything about my death, have they? Oh, who am I kidding... I was competition in business. No one cares about all of this.

[* He goes silent for a moment.]

Jeez, can I at least get my throat stitched back up?

[static-air-waves]

…Hey, how would you know all that? You’ve gotta have someone who cares about you.

Youse gotta have some family or friends who are worried.

Anyway, I uh… I didn’t think of bringing stitching. But… I do have this to cover it up at least.

*Battat pulls out a scarf, made of fuzzy green strings haphazardly tangled together.

*As a kid, they took it to keep themself warm while on the run. He didn’t wear it much anymore, but for sentimentality’s sake, he kept it around, until now.

You can have it, I owe you at least something.

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[sour-capn-cakes]

Yeah, that was the plan...

I think I've seen that ghost before. Odd little guy.

[static-air-waves]

🎶🎷🎶🎷🎵(You can see ghosts too? Huh, nice to know there’s others besides Jongler and I here. Anyway, I could help with the costume! I know a lot about that kind of thing, if the suit didn’t make it obvious. One minute.)

*Pluey went to grab its sewing kit, leaving the brothers to themselves in the meantime.

[sour-capn-cakes]

...So... what now?

I dunno.

[* The sound of shuffling in the corner of the room indicated that Sour was stirring, and after a moment they were sitting up on their bed.]

Ow... my head...

Sour!

You're awake!

[* K_K was the first to be at his side, but then awkwardly backed up because they might need space instead. Cap'n got closer, but still remained a respectable distance away.]

Hey, you guys didn't even wait on me! I don't have my costume yet!

We're gonna get it made for you man, chill.

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey returned with a sewing kit in paws.

🎷🎼🎶(Oh, hey Sour, you’re back! Sorry about the possession, and seeing… that… But hey, I got stuff to help with your costume!)

*Pluey set down the supplies, before popping the microphone paws off. As nya took Sour’s measurements, worry filled nya’s mind. This kid had just been through a lot…

🎼🎵(So… do you want to talk about all that? It’s okay if you don’t.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

[* Sour averted his gaze.]

What is there to talk about? It was just... a dead body. No big deal...

[* K_K and Cap'n share an uneasy glance.]

Hey, uh... wasn't this place supposed to be safe?

Well, yeah, but... I dunno. It's whatever, I guess. Better here than anywhere else.

[* They offer a halfhearted shrug, clearly trying to seem unaffected by it. K_K hasn't said anything yet, but it seems as though he's thinking about something.]

What about the whole 'being possessed' thing? You still haven't said anything about it.

It just felt... off. Like I was watching myself go through the motions without being able to control anything. Just some kind of spectator in my own life. It sucked.

[static-air-waves]

🎵🎷🎼🎷(…Oh right, that. Look, this place is safe, especially safer than wherever you come from. But… well, there was just one little thing we didn’t think would be an issue. We should’ve been more careful there, I admit.)

*Pluey had gone to stitch the costume together by now, but would periodically turn towards the brothers, while still talking.

🎷🎼(…I’ve been through something similar. I… don’t know if I can explain it, but… it wasn’t exact, but... I understand how it feels.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

I've seen something else besides just that ghost guy. Is it related to that?

What's with you being able to see things all of a sudden?

I think I've always kinda been like this!

[* Sour doesn't say anything.]

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey’s still working on the suit, but nearly messes up when it hears K_K.

🎷(…Describe this “something else”.)

[static-air-waves]

*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Good thing that you can't, dice. Eh, whatever.

[* Spamton does manage to get back into his own body, albeit with some difficulty. Trying to lift himself off the ground ends up being the worst part, since it takes awhile for his joints to even be able to move, and even when they're able to, it's not going as smoothly as he'd like.]

Hey, would ya look at that! I-

[* He doubles over, suddenly feeling extremely sick. While he's able to control his body now, something is wrong.]

...Urgh. I don't think being alive again is supposed to feel like this.

[* His heart still isn't beating. At most, it seemed like he was puppeteering a shell.]

[static-air-waves]

*Battat stumbled back from shock when Spamton’s body starts to move again. So actual resurrection was possible? Well, it seemed like Spamton was more akin to a revenant than truly alive, but still.

Huh, so it did work, kinda.

Ain’t the first time I’s seen something like dis. At least youses corpse is well preserved.

So it’s possible to come back from the dead?

Nope. Da body will still rot away, and when da muscles is gone, dere’s nothing youse can do no mores.

*Battat tried to support Spamton up, only going as far as lightly pulling at his arm. It was still cold, and there was no pulse. They realized then, he would not want them to touch him, and their claws slipped away.

*In his stead, Jongler offered their hand to help Spamton get up, even if they were unsure if he’d accept.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* Although he seemed hesitant to accept the help, he did end up taking their hand.]

...Great. So now I've got a timer, basically.

[static-air-waves]

Depends on if you decide to stay in there, I guess.

…Well, one thing I should’ve thought about is… why did youse become a ghost in da first place? What sorta unfinished business does youse got?

…I’m still wondering how I didn’t know about you being involved with all this paranormal stuff until now.

Long story.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Unfinished business? I have a business that unfinished! I haven't even made it big yet, and you think I'd just take that lying down and die? Hell no!

[static-air-waves]

…Uh, sure, I guess dat counts.

…Wait a sec. This is probably something I should’ve thought of way earlier… but you might not be meant to die yet.

*Battat looked away with some embarrassment.

Er, not sure how to explain how I know this, but in the future, you have something of an important role to play in the stories of many others. So… maybe it’s the universe trying to correct itself, in a way? Again, far too late for me to realize, and I’m unsure how to say it in a way you’d understand.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Yeah, yeah, I get it. But what's with all this? I don't really feel alive, even when I'm supposed to be.

[static-air-waves]

Well, I’m not sure if an actual resurrection can happen, so I guess this is the closest thing?

…Youse mentioned youse heard something like “two days left” a little over day ago? Dat could mean something, but I sure doesn’t know.

Anyway… not sure how to help you move on, or come back alive. If you’re ready to get back home, I can do that.

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[sour-capn-cakes]

Yeah, that was the plan...

I think I've seen that ghost before. Odd little guy.

[static-air-waves]

🎶🎷🎶🎷🎵(You can see ghosts too? Huh, nice to know there’s others besides Jongler and I here. Anyway, I could help with the costume! I know a lot about that kind of thing, if the suit didn’t make it obvious. One minute.)

*Pluey went to grab its sewing kit, leaving the brothers to themselves in the meantime.

[sour-capn-cakes]

...So... what now?

I dunno.

[* The sound of shuffling in the corner of the room indicated that Sour was stirring, and after a moment they were sitting up on their bed.]

Ow... my head...

Sour!

You're awake!

[* K_K was the first to be at his side, but then awkwardly backed up because they might need space instead. Cap'n got closer, but still remained a respectable distance away.]

Hey, you guys didn't even wait on me! I don't have my costume yet!

We're gonna get it made for you man, chill.

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey returned with a sewing kit in paws.

🎷🎼🎶(Oh, hey Sour, you’re back! Sorry about the possession, and seeing… that… But hey, I got stuff to help with your costume!)

*Pluey set down the supplies, before popping the microphone paws off. As nya took Sour’s measurements, worry filled nya’s mind. This kid had just been through a lot…

🎼🎵(So… do you want to talk about all that? It’s okay if you don’t.)

[sour-capn-cakes]

[* Sour averted his gaze.]

What is there to talk about? It was just... a dead body. No big deal...

[* K_K and Cap'n share an uneasy glance.]

Hey, uh... wasn't this place supposed to be safe?

Well, yeah, but... I dunno. It's whatever, I guess. Better here than anywhere else.

[* They offer a halfhearted shrug, clearly trying to seem unaffected by it. K_K hasn't said anything yet, but it seems as though he's thinking about something.]

What about the whole 'being possessed' thing? You still haven't said anything about it.

It just felt... off. Like I was watching myself go through the motions without being able to control anything. Just some kind of spectator in my own life. It sucked.

[static-air-waves]

🎵🎷🎼🎷(…Oh right, that. Look, this place is safe, especially safer than wherever you come from. But… well, there was just one little thing we didn’t think would be an issue. We should’ve been more careful there, I admit.)

*Pluey had gone to stitch the costume together by now, but would periodically turn towards the brothers, while still talking.

🎷🎼(…I’ve been through something similar. I… don’t know if I can explain it, but… it wasn’t exact, but... I understand how it feels.)

[static-air-waves]

*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Good thing that you can't, dice. Eh, whatever.

[* Spamton does manage to get back into his own body, albeit with some difficulty. Trying to lift himself off the ground ends up being the worst part, since it takes awhile for his joints to even be able to move, and even when they're able to, it's not going as smoothly as he'd like.]

Hey, would ya look at that! I-

[* He doubles over, suddenly feeling extremely sick. While he's able to control his body now, something is wrong.]

...Urgh. I don't think being alive again is supposed to feel like this.

[* His heart still isn't beating. At most, it seemed like he was puppeteering a shell.]

[static-air-waves]

*Battat stumbled back from shock when Spamton’s body starts to move again. So actual resurrection was possible? Well, it seemed like Spamton was more akin to a revenant than truly alive, but still.

Huh, so it did work, kinda.

Ain’t the first time I’s seen something like dis. At least youses corpse is well preserved.

So it’s possible to come back from the dead?

Nope. Da body will still rot away, and when da muscles is gone, dere’s nothing youse can do no mores.

*Battat tried to support Spamton up, only going as far as lightly pulling at his arm. It was still cold, and there was no pulse. They realized then, he would not want them to touch him, and their claws slipped away.

*In his stead, Jongler offered their hand to help Spamton get up, even if they were unsure if he’d accept.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* Although he seemed hesitant to accept the help, he did end up taking their hand.]

...Great. So now I've got a timer, basically.

[static-air-waves]

Depends on if you decide to stay in there, I guess.

…Well, one thing I should’ve thought about is… why did youse become a ghost in da first place? What sorta unfinished business does youse got?

…I’m still wondering how I didn’t know about you being involved with all this paranormal stuff until now.

Long story.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

Unfinished business? I have a business that unfinished! I haven't even made it big yet, and you think I'd just take that lying down and die? Hell no!

[static-air-waves]

…Uh, sure, I guess dat counts.

…Wait a sec. This is probably something I should’ve thought of way earlier… but you might not be meant to die yet.

*Battat looked away with some embarrassment.

Er, not sure how to explain how I know this, but in the future, you have something of an important role to play in the stories of many others. So… maybe it’s the universe trying to correct itself, in a way? Again, far too late for me to realize, and I’m unsure how to say it in a way you’d understand.

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[sour-capn-cakes]

Yeah, that was the plan...

I think I've seen that ghost before. Odd little guy.

[static-air-waves]

🎶🎷🎶🎷🎵(You can see ghosts too? Huh, nice to know there’s others besides Jongler and I here. Anyway, I could help with the costume! I know a lot about that kind of thing, if the suit didn’t make it obvious. One minute.)

*Pluey went to grab its sewing kit, leaving the brothers to themselves in the meantime.

[sour-capn-cakes]

...So... what now?

I dunno.

[* The sound of shuffling in the corner of the room indicated that Sour was stirring, and after a moment they were sitting up on their bed.]

Ow... my head...

Sour!

You're awake!

[* K_K was the first to be at his side, but then awkwardly backed up because they might need space instead. Cap'n got closer, but still remained a respectable distance away.]

Hey, you guys didn't even wait on me! I don't have my costume yet!

We're gonna get it made for you man, chill.

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey returned with a sewing kit in paws.

🎷🎼🎶(Oh, hey Sour, you’re back! Sorry about the possession, and seeing… that… But hey, I got stuff to help with your costume!)

*Pluey set down the supplies, before popping the microphone paws off. As nya took Sour’s measurements, worry filled nya’s mind. This kid had just been through a lot…

🎼🎵(So… do you want to talk about all that? It’s okay if you don’t.)

[static-air-waves]

*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Good thing that you can't, dice. Eh, whatever.

[* Spamton does manage to get back into his own body, albeit with some difficulty. Trying to lift himself off the ground ends up being the worst part, since it takes awhile for his joints to even be able to move, and even when they're able to, it's not going as smoothly as he'd like.]

Hey, would ya look at that! I-

[* He doubles over, suddenly feeling extremely sick. While he's able to control his body now, something is wrong.]

...Urgh. I don't think being alive again is supposed to feel like this.

[* His heart still isn't beating. At most, it seemed like he was puppeteering a shell.]

[static-air-waves]

*Battat stumbled back from shock when Spamton’s body starts to move again. So actual resurrection was possible? Well, it seemed like Spamton was more akin to a revenant than truly alive, but still.

Huh, so it did work, kinda.

Ain’t the first time I’s seen something like dis. At least youses corpse is well preserved.

So it’s possible to come back from the dead?

Nope. Da body will still rot away, and when da muscles is gone, dere’s nothing youse can do no mores.

*Battat tried to support Spamton up, only going as far as lightly pulling at his arm. It was still cold, and there was no pulse. They realized then, he would not want them to touch him, and their claws slipped away.

*In his stead, Jongler offered their hand to help Spamton get up, even if they were unsure if he’d accept.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

[* Although he seemed hesitant to accept the help, he did end up taking their hand.]

...Great. So now I've got a timer, basically.

[static-air-waves]

Depends on if you decide to stay in there, I guess.

…Well, one thing I should’ve thought about is… why did youse become a ghost in da first place? What sorta unfinished business does youse got?

…I’m still wondering how I didn’t know about you being involved with all this paranormal stuff until now.

Long story.

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[sour-capn-cakes]

Yeah, that was the plan...

I think I've seen that ghost before. Odd little guy.

[static-air-waves]

🎶🎷🎶🎷🎵(You can see ghosts too? Huh, nice to know there’s others besides Jongler and I here. Anyway, I could help with the costume! I know a lot about that kind of thing, if the suit didn’t make it obvious. One minute.)

*Pluey went to grab its sewing kit, leaving the brothers to themselves in the meantime.

[static-air-waves]

*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.

[dial-1997-to-get-out]

...Good thing that you can't, dice. Eh, whatever.

[* Spamton does manage to get back into his own body, albeit with some difficulty. Trying to lift himself off the ground ends up being the worst part, since it takes awhile for his joints to even be able to move, and even when they're able to, it's not going as smoothly as he'd like.]

Hey, would ya look at that! I-

[* He doubles over, suddenly feeling extremely sick. While he's able to control his body now, something is wrong.]

...Urgh. I don't think being alive again is supposed to feel like this.

[* His heart still isn't beating. At most, it seemed like he was puppeteering a shell.]

[static-air-waves]

*Battat stumbled back from shock when Spamton’s body starts to move again. So actual resurrection was possible? Well, it seemed like Spamton was more akin to a revenant than truly alive, but still.

Huh, so it did work, kinda.

Ain’t the first time I’s seen something like dis. At least youses corpse is well preserved.

So it’s possible to come back from the dead?

Nope. Da body will still rot away, and when da muscles is gone, dere’s nothing youse can do no mores.

*Battat tried to support Spamton up, only going as far as lightly pulling at his arm. It was still cold, and there was no pulse. They realized then, he would not want them to touch him, and their claws slipped away.

*In his stead, Jongler offered their hand to help Spamton get up, even if they were unsure if he’d accept.

[sour-capn-cakes]

@static-air-waves

🎵🎼🎷(Hey, I’ve got Sour. He’s… not doing too well. I think they’re gonna need you.)

Oh shit, what happened to them?

I knew it was taking too long for him to get back...

[* Cap'n and K_K were already in their costumes. They must have been waiting for Sour to get theirs made so then they could all dress up as something.]

[static-air-waves]

🎷🎼🎶(He… well, there was an ah, death, around here. And his ghost has lingered around here since, and… decided to posses Sour. Kid managed to get the ghost out, but… well, they’re still not doing great.)

*Pluey moved Sour to the closest soft surface, to allow him to have some rest.

🎼🎷🎶(I knew of the ghost, but I didn’t think he’d… Well, it’s hopefully unlikely to be an issue now. Anyway, I’m guessing he was supposed to get a costume like yours?)

[static-air-waves]

*Once the Mikes were carrying him, it didn’t take too long to get to the Cold Place.

*Jongler was a little jealous that Pluey had a fursuit to keep nyan warm, and maybe regretting that they forgot to bring any warm clothing.

*Battat, meanwhile, had a very different sort of regret in his mind upon arriving. For a second, he thought he saw blood on the snow again. How could all this have come from one little crystal?

*…His foot brushed against something.

*He looked away as he picked up the Shadow Crystal, making sure to not be tempted again.

…You two can hold him there. I’ll do all the work.

*Battat pulled out a shovel, digging exactly where the snow had been disturbed. He winced as he first struck flesh. As he brought the cadaver out of the frost, he tried to look away, only to make eye contact with his victim.

[sour-capn-cakes]

[* It felt surreal for Spamton to see his own body being unearthed again. That was about the best way he could really describe it, aside from the numbness that threatened to overtake him in spite of everything. So... there he was. Feathers covered in a fine layer of frost, the rest of him basically frozen over, and, of course, the blood. It had long since dried, sure, but it was still blood nonetheless.]

...I guess three days of laying out here in the snow would make anyone look like shit, huh?

[* Strangely enough, after Spamton's body was brought up, Sour stopped fighting back for a few moments.]

[static-air-waves]

*Pluey comfortingly nuzzled against “Sour”. This had to be immensely difficult for both of them. Spamton of course was bearing witness to his own corpse, but Sour was a child.

*It almost wanted to rant at the other three for bringing him here, but conflict was just going to make everything worse for everyone.

*Jongler too started to realize that maybe this wasn’t the best decision to bring either Sour or Spamton here. They gently pat him on the back.

Sorry ‘bout dis…

*And Battat… well, what’s another pang of guilt to the pile?

It’ll be more presentable to your loved ones than an actively rotting corpse, at least…

*They slipped the crystal into Spamton’s pocket. At least it wouldn’t affect the mental state of the dead.

[sour-capn-cakes]

I dunno. Maybe I could try to repossess my own body. It's worth a try.

[* As he stepped closer and kneeled down to see if it was possible to do so without first leaving who he was currently possessing, Sour shoved their hand into his pocket, got the shadow crystal, and tore Spamton out of them with enough willpower. Afterwards, he got up, still disoriented from trying to recover from what just happened, and wordlessly ran off. They didn't get far before collapsing again, landing in the snow.]

[static-air-waves]

*Battat hadn’t even processed Sour taking the crystal, more in shock of them running off, clearly free of their possession.

Shit, dey’s out cold…

🎶🎷(I’ll get them to their brothers. You two can handle Spamton.)

…So, what was that? Repossessing your own body? Not sure how much that would work, considering it’s… well, y’know, but… nevermind, I can’t hear you now anyway.