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@draftink continued from ASK
“W̶̛̞Ḧ̷̢́A̴͈͌T̴̹̕ ̶̪̕Ȉ̴̙S̵̮͑ ̵̱͂W̵̩͌R̶̰͗O̴̱͝N̶̡̿G̴͔͛ ̸̪̈́W̶̰͠Ǐ̴̘Ť̷̤H̸̖͝ ̸̝͋Y̴̰͌O̵̠͗U̴̩̔.”
‘YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT HE’S BEEN DOING!’
“I̴̯̕ ̶͙̌D̴͍͝O̷͐͜N̴̥̎'̶͈̉T̸̨̽ ̵̳̈́C̸̟̏Ä̵͉́R̴̡͘E̶̪̋ ̵̘͝W̸̩͝H̴̠͑Ạ̷̐Ṯ̷̚ ̴̖̿H̶̩͊E̴̋ͅ'̴̤̿S̶͖͝ ̸̼̊B̸͔͊E̶͙̚E̸͎̚N̵̯͆ ̶̞̆U̷̧͂P̶̺̏ ̶̭̀T̵̛̝O̵̜͑.”
‘BUT HE’S BEEN WORKING W-.’
“H̸͓͐E̷̮͠ ̷̪̌Ċ̷̜O̵͉̾U̷̹͐L̵̠̏D̴́ͅ ̵̢̈́B̸̧͊E̷͈͘ ̸̢̈W̵̛͉O̶̭̓R̷̢͛K̵̭̅Ỉ̶͓N̷͙͐G̴̤͝ ̸̡̅W̸͑ͅI̸̜͝T̵̥͠H̵̯͊ ̴̖̾D̶̼̓È̸̯S̷̝̈́T̵̪̚I̴̼̾N̵̹͒Ỹ̴̬ ̶̝̆Ȉ̵͔T̷̹͆S̸̮͊Ĕ̶̩L̸͚͌F̸̱̚ ̶͔͋F̴̣̍Ọ̵́Ŕ̶̥ ̷̺̏A̵͉͛Ľ̶̺Ļ̵͝ ̴͎̄Í̵͉ ̴͔̿C̸̜͘A̴̡͌R̸̫̄È̷͉,̵̭͌ ̷̜̀Ḡ̶ͅE̵͇̐T̷̆͜ ̷̼͂O̴̤̓U̴̡͌Ṱ̵͋ ̴͈̈́Ö̶̫́F̵̗̔ ̶̠̉M̵͔̊Ŷ̷͎ ̶̯́Ŝ̸͕I̴̫̋G̴̈͜Ḧ̶̜́T̵̺͑.”
As loud as dream could be, Nightmare in some ways was still louder, voice layered and heavy. Not the usual softer, royal tone he often took to chide people, he was pissed, Tentacles that had split into a few extra were all lashing angrily on his back. Dream would be lucky if they didn’t hit him on accident but rather then resulting to blows, for once he didn’t do that, No he took the high road (And he wasn’t fully recovered from the last battle yet either, bones protesting underneath the goo that kept him together-) and made his way over to ink. One of the tentacles sliding around his waist and lifting him up into it’s grasp, like a gooey cradle, careful not to shake him despite the anger of it’s host.
“D̸̜́Ǫ̸͘Ḙ̸̛S̴̗̎ ̶̩̋T̷̜́H̵̭̏I̵͔̕S̸̞̊ ̴̣̓L̴̹͗O̴̱̾Ö̶̬Ǩ̷͓ ̵͙͒N̵̄ͅO̴̩̾R̷̹̍M̴͖̓A̵̡̎L̴͎͑ ̸̜̐T̸̘̀O̷̜̽ ̴͕̂Y̴̳̚O̸̯͘Ù̵̼?̶̝̈́,̵͓̈́ ̵̦́D̶̳̈́O̸̢̿É̶̲Ŝ̶ͅ ̶̯́Į̸̛T̵̺̾ ̵̤̈́D̴̨̿R̷͕͝E̶̠̒Â̶̟M̸̞͝?̶̹̀?̶̗͘,̵̻̀ ̷̣̂Y̶̯̕O̴̗̅Û̸̞ ̵̱̍Ĉ̴͓L̷̥͒Ů̶̬È̷̞L̵͎͗E̶̞̒S̷̟̀S̴̛̯,̶͔͑ ̸̢̏N̸͚̄A̸̰͠Ī̸̩V̷͔͝Ḙ̷̈́ ̸̹͊L̵̘̿I̸̩̔T̴̟̈T̵̘͌L̶̦̽É̶͈-̵̻̿.”
of course by the time he turned back around with ink, dream had disappeared and he snarled, Coward. Still he tried a deep breath (Normally he’d just go fuck with a timeline but oh right, those were already FUCKED-), Cyan eye light that showed just the slightest flicker of purple magic in it’s depth, This entire situation was messing with his magic.
“This is fucking ridiculous, this entire situation is ridiculous, i’m not going to ask what’s up with you yet. All i know is all this ain’t fuckin’ normal and you aren’t acting right.”
Another tentacle slid to pick up ‘broomie’, Left off to the side.
There were enough anomalies running around the timelines. It started with the flower, then the human child, then the more anomalous human, and now? Papyrus couldn’t even say for sure.
He let his feet take him to where he could feel this new major presence. There was something that pulled him in, so it wasn’t like it was difficult to find. Needless to say though, he was more confused than he was beforehand.
“sans?” The figure resembled Sans, but Papyrus knew better than to assume he was the same. Nevertheless, he didn’t retract his inquiry.
// @draftink
GHOSTIE THIS IS A CALLOUT
I AM NOT A BUTTON MCFUCKING SCUSE YOU
@draftink continued from ASK - Since sometimes we need to worry about blue
Despite what could have happened, Blue seemed in decent spirits (But wasn’t he always? he’d seen more then most in his lifetime, both fantastical and horrific, Some could say it’s a coping mechanism at this point-). He did however gratefully accept ink’s hand with a slightly torn glove and used it to help pull himself up, His bones were scuffed, a lil’ dirty, It looked like he’d slightly chipped a fang, Visible only when ink was given a slightly lopsided grin (He hadn’t missed the wetness of his eyelights but unlike dream, he knew better then to mention it, Instead he offered unspoken reassurance-) and yellow magic bled from a few small injuries though for basically having a house dropped on him, He could be a lot worse off
HP: 20/100
“I would love tacos, normally i’d cook but something tells me it’s leftovers tonight, Mweh!”
And he stumbled slightly, Whether on remaining rubble or because of being injured didn’t matter, Steadying himself by leaning on ink’s shoulder a little.
“Really though, I’m fine!, Your okay to right?”
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“I don’t see what you mean, I’m very upfront with who i am if someone bothers to ask.”
...although to be fair, Most of the time people just ran away, He often found himself wondering if it was the Goo, the tentacles or the often trio of other skeletons with knives. Not that they were with him today (he’s sure they were getting into trouble deeper into the castle though, it was always a broken window that or something lit on fire this-) Still. he eyed the offered hand with a firm distrust, oh sure the royal part of him had the supreme urge to shake it, it was only polite to do so after all but the rest of him told him it was a trap.
A trap could be anywhere from bodily harm to a prank.
“I would also ask how the hell you got in here but my castle just seems to be free real estate apparently as of late.”
And it’s not like he could do anything about it, Those like ink were special cases, Not bound to one specific place and incredibly hard to keep out...like bed bugs. Still despite knowing he’d probably regret this, He reaches his hand out and shakes the offered one.
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A big difference between how nightmare feels about someone is entirely in how much or how often he'll touch someone and how he touches them, For his gang of misfits (who he trusts and would die for, Knowing they'd do the same for him), He has absolutely no issue hugging/cuddling/patching them up etc with his hands. But for people he's iffy with? he'll use his back tentacles (Or appendages made of corruption for more delicate work-), This is because it's only recently he's really received gentle touch, Aside from dream when they were kids.
Everything else he'd known was pain since the villagers of their timeline were cruel in far more then just words. In fact, it's unfortunately why he knows as much about how to fix someone's body as he does because he was used to fixing his own, So he's extremely cautious about who he trusts with the parts of his body that have actual body in them. He's also usually sure to ask before he touches someone (in applicable situations)
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Since this is in the same vein, i'll include dream to, He's extremely touchy feely with everyone because of course he thrives off positive emotions and touch is positive most of the time. Though this means he has a harder time understanding that not everyone enjoys being touched and that it can even be hated so much that it becomes a negative emotion rather then a positive one, He's pissed off a few people in the multiverse by touching first before asking.
He's trying to be better at not doing this buuut it's a slow process since dream is also quite a bit younger then his brother now (Due to being sealed in stone) and doesn't have the same level of emotional maturity that nightmare gained during dream's stone imprisonment.
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* You had spotted the joke in one of the Librarby’s books and tried as hard as you could to remember it. You didn’t even stop to consider that ‘Sans’ might have heard the joke before, instead being excited to see his reaction. He was always pulling out the funniest puns, and you wanted to show you were learning too!
* The outlier had you fooled. The posture, the tone of voice and the expressions were perfect. The laugh was a little different, but you weren’t old enough to question why that might be (maybe he had a sore throat? Could skeletons get that?).
* You hold up a finger in a quiet request to hold a moment. With your other hand, you rummage through your inventory until you could proudly reveal... Your stick! To stick it to him!
* Man, you were on a roll today.