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More 👏 Children 👏 For 👏 The 👏 Pile
top: Yasmina, spell and trinket vendor, Bug Shadefoot, cat of spades, and Clyde, surfer bro. bot: mischara, the stabchild, Kyra, elf adventurer extraordinaire, and Voidheart, conniving ender mage.
@mis-chara-cterization
He had to get out. It didn’t matter where, he just had to leave his timeline for a while. Glitchy hated the feeling he was starting to get—dread as to when Judge would pay him a visit next. He despised feeling powerless and Judge kept on flaunting his new abilities to his face, treating him like he was nothing.
...It was like being in the Court all over again.
At least he could leave now. So that was what he chose to do, at least until he managed to cool down again. Other timelines tended to be suitable for that purpose.
...At least, as long as he didn’t run into any troublesome natives.
[ * Quiet timeline, quiet Capital, a quiet alley. Multiple stories of drying linens hang across the leaning buildings. A rumor of someone getting stabbed nearby. Maybe that's why it was dead quiet.] // [ * Soft footsteps flit after Cap, and a hand on their shoulder spins and kabedons them, their curly-haired assailant looming a whole entire inch over them. Is that a knife in their han- yes. Yes it is.] // ◙ Nobody /really/ got knifed, y'know. But don't worry! I can fix that reaaaal fast. =)
Please go into my inbox and Kabedon my Muse.
The Captain had come to the Capital today to investigate the rumours. Not alone, of course, but when they find themself pressed against a wall in an alley, they realize quickly that they were simply too far from their backup to call anyone over right now.
Their gaze settles firmly on the stranger’s face, not a hint of fear in their neutral expression. They weren’t afraid at all of this person, and it was not even because they weren’t any taller than them.
“If you know I’m here on that rumour then you should know who I am,” they said. “Put the knife away. Since you haven’t hurt anyone you’ll be free to simply leave the timeline and never come back.”
late night discord shenanigans.
chara’s new ride.
i missed drawing the little murder child
@mis-chara-cterization
[Sans approaches with a little hesitation
*hey there, kid.
He looks the other up and down before coughing lightly.
*thanks for... going easy on papyrus.
he’s not much of a fighter.
*never was]