#ask-sans

[spaghettiappletater]

ask-sans reblogged your post and added:

[✱ He watches with a raised browbone, not quite expecting such a… thorough extermination of the pesky greyface. He takes a step back to avoid getting any blood on himself. Aaand maybe to just kinda get away from the other skeleton, if only for his own sake. Yeesh.

Calling on this particular alt is not something he’s probably going to make a habit of.]

* holy shit.

* you really don’t mess around, do you. god damn.

* but, as long as i don’t get the exp myself, i don’t really care that much.

* what can i say? i’ve got a whole lotta something pent up in these bones ‘a mine, ‘n it ain’t kindness.

The freshly blood-splattered monster seems just as keen on keeping his distance from his alt as he is. There appears to be a mutual understanding here, something he can respect so long as it stays that way. While he looks pretty worked up after something like that, he’s careful not to point any threatening gestures in the other skeleton’s direction.

* glad to hear that i’m not getting a blaster to the face for taking your suggestion. the thought definitely dawned on me, but i figured the entertainment would be worth the risk. not too judgey, are you?

An attempt to wipe some of the blood off his skull results onto in smearing it on his hands as well. How delightfully excessive! It could even be considered comical, if looked at in the right light.

* don’t suppose you’ve got a use for bodies. howzabout i do you a double-favor and play the role ‘a clean up crew too?

[spiderspeaks]

ask-sans

  > You don’t even HAVE nipples. You’re a skeleton. 

* ecto nipples

> no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sunbrnt]

ask-sans replied to your post: I THINK YOU GET A HANDLE OF WHAT YOU’RE CRAVING...

* what about barbacoa

I’VE NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE!!!! BUT THANKS THIS IS INCREDIBLE I WANT 50 POUNDS

[thebonezone66]

A Little Too Fresh

[A starter for @ask-sans ]

Reality briefly screamed under the weight of something abruptly invading Carmen’s timeline. To those sensitive it was something akin to metal screeching against metal as two forces passed by one another. Something about it was telegraphed. Whatever it was, it had not been subtle. It was a deliberate draw for attention that, like a heavy weight sinking to the bottom of a pool, pulled in myriad sensations around it before abruptly dispersing. To the uninitiated, this would have been nothing. Maybe a chill in the air. A feeling of unease that quickly comes and goes. But for Carmen, it would likely be much more. A gentle throbbing of the earth and his bones. A queasy rhythm that may have been all too familiar regarding certain flowers and children. Something was here. And whatever it was, it was angry.

The magic in the air was close. Uncomfortably close. And it was getting steadily closer as each moment passed.

It was clear from the moment it began moving, that it was here for him specifically. And it was taking its time.

[spaghettiappletater]

ask-sans replied to your post “ask-sans replied to your post “* …?” * i...”

* it fits my general mental state for the past day, so i mean

* we’re already resonating. i’d say that means you’re probably fucked, but but maybe it says something good about my past rather than something bad about your future.

* noticed you seemed like you were having a hard time, though. not much i can do. can barely help myself. but for what it’s worth? i’m finding myself caring.

[omegaaskblog]

* this is the spoopy police. you're under arrest for being spoopy.

[omegaaskblog]

(( Moved from an ask @ask-sans ))

* heheheh.

* c-careful with the holding, pal. i don’t, uh. like bein’ lifted.

* HAAAAAASEBENYA!