#maleficentberry

[onehpwonder-a]

maleficentberry replied to your post:                 “ * knock knock. ”

* NO ONE IS HOME.

      “ * awww, don’t be like that. ‘m feelin’ awful bonely.                                               out here. in the cold. knock knock. ”

[cinnabvnn-blog]

@maleficentberry

“You... want a wager? Alright.” Cinna shrugged his shoulders before placing his gloved hands along his hip bones. “Sure! What’s the wager, then?” ...he suddenly wasn’t feeling so confident. He enjoyed sparring for fun, he usually didn’t make deals when sparring with someone... still, this might be interesting.

[seekynghcme]

maleficentberry

* “THAT DOESN’T SOUND LIKE ME AT ALL!!”

          “I think I did a pretty good intimidation of ya.” 

[pyrocicle]

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[txt] * so uh, prepare for a surprise. grayfaces got me. 

Five minutes later, a skeleton several inches taller than Blackberry entered Muffet’s. 

“Hey hon~ Not late, am I?” That was... definitely Dove’s voice. She’s also twelve minutes early.

[papyrus-the-anxious-bones]

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*Papyrus would smile softly as this sans would begrudgingly walk past him. “A-ah!! (silence) w-wait up sans!” He would quickly catch up to sans closing the door behind him. “Th-theres a nice place up ahead a ways, I think it will be perfect! Nyehe~... Besides in a while the moon w-will be up!” he was pretty fidgety, rubbing the back of his hands. But he didnt say all that much as he led the way only slightly... “Here we are sans. Figured it would be nice to relax a bit ah? Hows the papers comin’ along?” He figured hed say something before reaching a good spot on a hill and offering the other to sit.

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* "DON'T TOUCH ME!"

The Skeleton’s eye sockets widened, and he withdrew his hand as quickly as one would if they had been burned.  “ I’m sorry! I... You seemed like you were lost, and I thought you could use a little bit of help! I was just... trying to get your attention... ”   Muffin’s voice trailed off, as he looked imploringly at the other Skeleton. 

   “ I won’t touch you, but if you do need help, I’ll be happy to lend a hand for that instead! ”

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He was getting home late, unfortunately.   Too late for what his brother was going to be happy about.  Ah, but how was a skeleton supposed to turn down an extra long happy hour at Muffet’s? Drinks were half off! He’d only added a few more g’s to his tab. Sans should be happy about that.

Either way he found himself quietly walking through the front door only to be greeted by the yapping of the Annoying Dog as it ran through his legs and out the door causing Pup to fall flat on his face.   Good.   And his brother said that dog was out to get him? Kinda seemed like it was on his team.

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{ @maleficentberry​ con’t from >>here<< }

This was … embarrassing.

He wasn’t scared. Of course he wasn’t. Why would he be? This was just ridiculous and embarrassing. Perhaps ironic as well, but Blackberry had never had much of a sense of humor when it came to himself so he didn’t see it.  He sat with his hands bound behind his back and glared over at the girl as she spoke. It was typically more a thing his brother did, but a low growl emitted from his non existent throat as his teeth bared angrily.

*  “NOT AS EASY AS IT WILL BE FOR ME TO KILL YOU.”

The girl smiled back pleasantly, pressing her fingertips together and against her lips. Eerie eyes peered at him with open delight. Human eyes weren’t supposed to glow from within, were they?

* “Sure, assuming you can get out of those ribbons. Currently they’re binding all of your magic inside your body... assuming I wrote everything correctly, of course. Feel free to test that.” 

The ribbons had been woven between his arm bones, each knot tied well out of reach, though it would, perhaps, be possible to cut through them if he could squirm his way around enough.  A closer look around him reveals that he’s in the middle of a circle scratched into the dirt, with strange symbols surrounding it. Looking at them too long feels sickening, somehow.

* “But I’m pretty sure I got it right this time. So now you and I are going to have a little chat!”