He went cold immediately. A kind smile became a shocked grimace. He should have known better. He should have known that Pippap was this far gone, but he refused to believe it. Papyrus would never give into something like this. Not completely. He just needed a good talk.
Now he was laying on the ground, sliced in half. Magic blades cut through him so easily. His guard was down, it was so easy for him. Sound was a muffled mess. Pippap was screaming at Vile, kicking his head in. It didn't hurt. It barely even made him jerk his head back.
[MERCY]
What hurt was the fact that Pippap would become this. He truly thought he could sway him...
[MERCY]
Rage boiled within him as both halves bubbled and destabilized. He looked up at Pippap with a a near murderous gaze.
[Mercccccccccccccccdgyfhjydxvj]
How fucking DARE him... He came here to speak sense into him. He expected better out of this transformed creature. Something still stunk. This wasn't Pippap, but it didn't keep him from being angry. With a bubbling snort, he reels his head back, then hocks out a wad of Void matter on to his chest armor. Respect was something he did not deserve.
[fiGhTTTTTTTTT]
He reached out with a shaking, glowing hand. Determination kept him around much longer than expected. Pippap didn't even react to being spat on. He was bored now. He kicked Vile's destabilized arm, causing it to splatter across the ground. Vile growled in response, reaching out yet again. For a moment his body stabilizes, causing Pippap to raise an eyebrow... then promptly beheaded Vile with conjured blades. Vile's body shuddered and still hissed. He still had -some- fight in him... but not enough to continue existing.
[Fffff ig--]
He finally went limp and collided with the ground, his vision clouding. A weak hiss rattles through him before his body finally reduced itself into a blackened puddle. Pippap had nothing to worry about now. Vile was no more.
