#;spiderspeaking

[spiderspeaks]

>Oh dear..

>It's about time I dusted off this old place.. hasn't it?

OOC. Well, since I've put this blog down. @your-best-friend-flowey and I moved our story offline.. and got married irl. Our story became brighter. We overcame not only the pandemic.. but now live together and have two lovely cats! So, uh, yeah! - Undertale is still a very big part of our lives and our story. And- I'm forever grateful for the people I met and the things I experienced. With much LOVE to all of you. - Thank you for making me who I am.

[spiderspeaks]

Oh wow. How nice. I asked a couple questions back before you archived the old one. I'm hoing through tumblr and seeing some shit I posted. How's it been the past three years?

> Quiet. Nice and Quiet. For now, the Humans feel at home with us, Cherry finally feels as if she belongs and Asriel and I are quite happy. 

>One would think I’d be quite bored.. but, no. I’m so happy. So very calm and I can finally breathe. No more fear of it all counting down to zero. >But, that is more than I can say for others. For now, I spend my time observing from my little web. 

> Watching. Observing. As a spider should, dear.  > Right now I am watching a particularly interesting tale unfold. Won’t you watch it with me? 

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Tick, Tock.  Somewhere .. familiar gears begin to turn. There’s a soft clicking of heels as the mistress of the household makes herself known. The brisk air of the topside makes her almost miss the humidity of the Underground. yet, there is nothing she can do about that now.  With ease, the spider wraps silken curtains around her hands, already poised to release webbing when available. She takes hold as she ascends to the inner ceiling of the manor.  The Arachnid’s every move is calculated. She descends and swings...letting her body be gently entangled in the silk curtains. It’s a display, certainly. But, eventually, the curtains unravel and she begins to fall. However -- the spider does not look afraid. A lesser hand gracefully catches the curtain, the momentum swinging her across to the other rafter.  Once again.. the silken curtain meets her waist, it’s snug tie wrapped around her delicate form, as she allows herself to fall. With the fabric as her guide, hr movements are gentle and controlled.  She lowers herself to the floor, heels landing with a gentle click.  The spider turns to admire her handiwork. The ceiling had been skillfully decorated with webbing. The Candles on the higher walls lit, and pumpkins were now being placed in various high areas by lesser spiders.  Muffet looks proud of herself. 

>I love Halloween~!

[spiderspeaks]

You live!

> I haven’t died, deary! 

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> National kissing day, hm?  >What a silly holiday. 

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Continued from X with @judgehund

The spider’s brows only further knit in frustration. He’s lucky she cannot reach his face, lest she wag her finger in his face. A low breath of resignation left the arachnid woman. 

> You getting into fights shouldn’t be something normal, you know. >It’s reckless and harmful to you!

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* Oh let's get this right, my dearest friend~ Your beauty is beyond compare, even to the field of golden flowers beneath the RUINs, a golden grace that filled our days beneath a warm sun that we thought would be out of our reach forever. You are a beauty that is radiant, a gorgeousness matched only by the word 'perfection.' To say that I'm honored to have you by my side, my love, is an understatement~

Muffled screaming as Muffet squeals and hides her face. This is it. 

You’ve slain the spider. 

@your-best-friend-flowey

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Continued from here with @ask-thegoatbro

> I sympathize with you, deary. Truly I do. But I hold no grudge for you thinking me to be Dangerous. After all I have a very dangerous skill under my belt. The ability to traverse time and space and void skip my want to places isn’t something to be taken lightly. 

>You needn’t worry about that too much. It’s basically null on the Surface since the determination of HUMANS far surpasses my own. And because there is too much of it present I can’t LOAD or SAVE. I could never RESET, to there’s that. But, VoidStepping simply requires my inattention to reality for a moment. Nothing too complicated. 

> You needn’t worry about my relating to others. I’ve plenty that I know that do. Some are close friends that I met for that very same reason. You may seem mature, Asriel, but you are still very much a child. Even with that mature gaze I can see that you’ve been through quite a lot that you still don’t understand, my deary. 

> Seek the aid of other timelines deary. We survived. We are the lucky ones. I know that you don’t feel it but, you too, are very lucky. Not all CHARAS and FRISKS are the same. Mine isn’t and probably wishes they’d fade to nonexistence

>Someone has a solution for you. Of that much I am certain. Regardless.. should you ever desire a place to relax and bask in the sun, the HUB, my own timeline, is always open to you, deary.