#glamspell

[noticemebandagemachine]

@glamspell plotted for a starter

“What do you think you’re doing here?"

He glared at the stranger, ready to summon Rashomon if needed. He wasn’t supposed to have run into anyone other than his target here.

[dreamsofpositivity]

@glamspell

🌟 Well, if they try anything, feel free to use those.

He smiled, patting Mettaton’s cheek.

[bxnebreaker]

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You look so fab though darling! (sorry i cOULDNT RESIST)

* they are not ‘fab’ they are garbage

* n’ not the good kind either

* this is the worst kind a’ betrayal how dare you all.

[tibiahoncst]

@glamspell

       “ so, mtt. lovely performance this evening.          your call in section was a big ringer. ”

light teasing joke aside, sans honestly did enjoy the performance. he just had a bad way, perhaps, of showing it.

[dreamsofpositivity]

{Nope} snakes his arms around Dream's boobs and torso {There, no more hurting} He wasn't better than anyone else in all honesty

🌟 No fun allowed!

Dream wiggled in the noodly arms.

[lildancingdevildarling]

@glamspell continued from dis/cord

The little demon stared up at the ink machine and shook his head. He hated that machine but it was just so vital to the well-being of everyone in the studio that he couldn’t see it damaged. Though he missed when it was a small thing back when the studio still thrived. Realizing he was getting caught up in his thoughts, Bendy to face Mettaton once more. “So! Back to the tour?”

[theirmercyarch]

((Throws my bot here too, take good care of him))

    will he never take his precious 8-hours-nap in peace?

        * why are ya fallin’ on me like this?         * i’m tryin’ to sleep here

[dreamsofpositivity]

{Stay with me until it’s over}

Send “Stay with me until it’s over.” for my muse reacting to yours dying in their arms.

Dream had picked up Mettaton into his arms, or well, what was left of him. In this day and age, he couldn’t believe that some humans were still so far gone that they would go so far as hurting someone that was known world wide.

Well, they had done a number on the robot body, and, unfortunately, his SOUL. He was scanning him, hovering his hand over his body, trying to seep his magic to heal him.

It wasn’t working.

🌟 Come on, Mettaton, you have to hold on.

He said, looking down at him, tears pooling in his sockets. Mettaton could only smile tiredly at the skeleton. If he still had his arms, he would brush those tears away. He opted for a light head bump, his voice sounding too mechanical and static.

{Don’t worry darling. Death is just a new adventure that starts.}

How.

How did he sound so confident and casual about this? Dream could only watch as Mettaton smiled at him, before his optics shrunk and his eyelids closed. Dream shuddered, shaking him lightly. He glanced down just in time to see the SOUL in its casing shake violently before shattering.

Paramedics arrived to late, when they found the skeleton sobbing over his friend’s body.

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