#madsterbadster

[the-smallest-star]

James! I dare you to kiss Mads! (madsterbadster)

Send "I dare you to kiss..." with a url/name and my muse will have to kiss that person on the lips.

“.... crap.”

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[rihaundertale]

A Lab Accident

Her head ached.  That was the first thing Riha noticed as she came to.  Sitting up she rubbed it carefully checking for any cracks or breaks in the delicate structure... no it seemed ok, that was good,  She glanced around to try and get her bearings, This didn’t look right at all.

“Professor Sans?  Doctor Gaster?” She asked standing.  She wavered a bit dizzy,  what had happened... she’d been walking by to deliver some paper work on the progress of the black light project when... there had been a bang...  she’d rushed into the lab to try and help with what was going on... then... then... Had she hit her head?  Likely considering the pain, but where was everyone?

Not wanting to fall but still feeling dizzy she sat quickly and took a settling breath waiting for her head to stop spinning.  She hoped they where ok... @madsterbadster

[the-smallest-star]

"Mine!" At James (madsterbadster)

“Uh... this is a funny way of saying hi.”

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[splinter-sister]

When Rachael finally got Goodie and Mads souls back after the separation she takes then back to Goodies lab to return them. She hopes they didn’t fall apart without them! With a rapping on the door and a call, she beckons for one or both of them.

“Goodie?! You in there? I got yer souls back!”

@goodster @madsterbadster

[splinter-sister]

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[the-smallest-star]

Rushing to James came a familiar figure, it looked to be Mads but more... melty. "I heard you're hurt, are you alright!?" Even his voice was different, more soft. (Madsterbadster)

James flinched before he realised it was only Mads, he gave a small smile, “I-I’m… alright.” He looked a state, bruised with a cast on his arm and leg.

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[wingdgaster]

        [ Alert: Mortal Injury Detected ]

         Head lifted, gaze drifting from tracing the invisible patterns over its surface-- what...? He hadn’t taken in any new guests... aside from the one... there was no reason for the alarm to go off-- 

       [ Alert: Mortal Injury Detected ]

       Breath sucked in to swell his lungs taut with an icy anxiety-- a sweep of his hand and the phantasmal viridian green screen of the grand shields surrounding his floating home-- pinpointed array of those within its gravitational field. Lone eye flickered over its image, the trio of swirling shields painting the very statistics of each individual of importance. 

       [ ‘Unknown User’ Status: Wounded ]

         As fast as the breath had rushed in, with a thunderous outward shove, the iciness it left did not follow-- beneath his home, barely within the range of the celestial and invisible shields he’d carved into being... a stranger... a wounded one at that.

        Did he dare meddle... or let the world work its ways-- 

         Biting back firm on his lower lip, and growling at himself, eyes pinching shut, and huffing a sharp rush of breath through grit teeth, hands banging on the countertop-- Maybe one day he would learn, but today-- as the mage of days long lost took into a mad sprint down the hall, snatching up the coat from its place draped over the back of his abandoned chair, and swinging it about his shoulders-- 

         He was needed...

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[white-fire-the-dragon]

Welp mental note to never give WD a reason to be THAT angry at me.... like ever..... He's scary.