Mar 27, 2016
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(sorry for the lack of activity from my muse :(. they’re kinda being drained of their life at the moment ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
Lucida’s Story
She wasn’t like normal monsters,
didn’t fit in with anyone.
She spent most time alone.
Didn’t have friends.
She can see the ghosts of dead monsters.
found that once I realized I was dreaming I could actually change and control my dreams a bit. And that I could even leave them. Bring others into them.
Gravestone Targeted her for that ability. Being afraid made it worse for her. So she decided to be brave. Most of the things that they did? Really weren't that much. I guess it's kind of like the curses you've had.
She confronted them and asked them why they were doing this.
“Most of the time it wasn't me they had a problem with. Most of them just had some unfinished business or other problem and they had no other way to take it out or deal with it... so they took it out on me. But when I talked to them? I was able to help most of them..”
“Help them do the things they couldn't anymore. Finish their unfinished business. Talk to the friends and family they couldn't anymore. And it might sound strange but helping them....”
Some weren’t ready to move on right away. Then she met a spirit filled with despair, it looked like (I think) Asriel Dreamer- Hyperdeath. She befriended it.
It told her that it had been betrayed. by everyone it ever trusted. And it had trouble feeling happiness. Empathy. It was unusually powerful for a ghost. It could do things most of them couldn't.”
One night it told me it was ready to show me something s.... special It wanted to show me the cemetery. It wasn’t always there though. There used to be a field there.
Once in, it took her stairs that led underground. “I went down that stairway. And then there was just darkness. It used me.”
I was enough to bring it back to life. It used my life energy to give it's ghost form a coporeal form I... I think. I don't know, I ... I wasn't awake for that. But it I think it found all the dust in my world and then... it started... I'M THE REASON IT CAME BACK TO LIFE.
“And... my abilities? It... used them.... That's why it can get in your heads.”
Everyone is being too sweet.... X
Send an X to to make Cosmic suffer from a nightmarish vision. For each X I will describe the nightmare.[4/??] O to protect Cosmic. [9/??]
The shadows creep back into the room. And there are more this time. They come slowly at first, but when nothing stops them, they come faster. They surround the sofa, calling out to Cosmic in their low voices.
The lights in the room flicker, and strange archaic symbols appear on the walls and floor. The glow a crimson red, and from that glow a darkness emerges and collects into the middle of the floor. The figure looms over the sofa and grins evilly at Cosmic.
A few hours after he fell unconscious he finally wakes up. the first thing he noticed was how much his head hurt. he puts his hand on his head. HAND! He wasn't a cat anymore he stands up and gos over to cosmic to make shure he was alright he gently shakes him and wispers "cosmic?"
Cosmic had just been lying on the sofa. He could see them out of the corners of his eye. They were still there, looking at him with their static filled eyes.
But then he felt someone shake him, and EA’s voice broke through.
Those things started to dissolve.
Cosmic blinked a few, and then turned to look at him. “EA…? Oh hey, you’re human again…Cool..!” He glanced around to see if he could see those things again, but they were gone.
O - "Why don't you sleep in my bed tonight? It always helps me to cuddle with someone at night to fight away the nightmares."
Send an X to to make Cosmic suffer from a nightmarish vision. For each X I will describe the nightmare.O to protect Cosmic. [8/??]
Cosmic listens to the message and smiles a little. He doesn’t seem to be as tense as he was before.
“I appreciate your offer, Frisk. But I’m afraid my visions might make me too dangerous to be around. I’ve already accidentally hurt a friend from being out of it. I don’t want to hurt anyone else.”
“But thank you for your support, it does make me feel better.”
one nightmare=one MiRaClE!!!! X :o)
Send an X to to make Cosmic suffer from a nightmarish vision. For each X I will describe the nightmare. [2/??]——————//////////————-/////////————-
Everything seemed normal….but then they appeared….
Af first it was the fluttering of moth like. Panic surged in Cosmic’s soul as recent memories of his past vision resurfaced.
His eyes were focused above him, so he didn’t notice it, at least not at first….
It was the click clack of thousands of feet very quietly approaching him from behind.
There. He finally heard it. He turned to see what it was…but as he did so his body was slammed into the ground.
It was a giant centipede like creature, and it was right in front of him….
He lie there too stunned to move.
It recognized that opportunity, and seized it and him. It coiled it’s body around Cosmic, and turned its maws toward Cosmic’s head. It’s pincers opened up wide and then….then….
The vision froze and melted away into the nearby shadows.
Cosmic found himself on the sofa. His breathing was fast and uneven…
I’ll be ok…I’ll be ok… He told himself, hoping that it was true…
Oh! NO! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Send an X to to make Cosmic suffer from a nightmarish vision. For each X I will describe the nightmare. [5/??]O to protect Cosmic.—————————————(Goodness, such a large amount! Thank you kind anon! )
A large wave of warmth washed over Cosmic all of a sudden, it felt like a nice summer day at the beach. It was very comforting.
His magic voice mail just told him it was from an anon.
“Hello, anon? Thanks for the support! I appreciate it!”
Especially after what I just saw too, he silently thought.
He shuddered, the images still haunting his vision.
But then the warmth of the anon…and something/someone else enveloped him like a hug, and he felt better.
How odd…but he accepted it.