#peaches post

[vilefilth]

Peaches.

Home. Vile’s here. Teleported in fine, though had to do some walking to get to where he was. Tired. So tired.

[kittycatcollector]

Current setup: Sugary style with coordinating toys/pillows. <3 lots of cool friends hanging out! :3c

[vilefilth]

Hi. Peaches here.

Clover already posted an update, but I’ll go ahead and say it here too: Vile attacked the neighbor at the potluck. Guy just smacked me across the face and before I could react, Vile already did. 

Not pretty... Not good. I don’t know what we’re going to do now. I don’t want to move out of this timeline. Things were fine... even with the neighbor’s antics. Vile is in containment and I don’t know how long he will be in there.

[vilefilth]

Hello. Peaches.

Vile is acting unusual again. Can’t find him. Not in his usual spots, left his phone here when he freaked out. If anyone sees him please let me know where he is. Do not approach him.

[vilefilth]

I feel like Vile would enjoy doing a science show like Bill Nye but for adults like Mythbusters (and would probably wind up with even more property damage)

I'd rather not think of the destruction he would bring if he were given a camera crew and an endless supply of... stuff. Things. Whatever.

[vilefilth]

...He keeps shifting back to the legs to see if they have corrected themselves. Spoiler: They haven’t. They’re still freaking out. It’s funny, but I’m gonna have to end this before someone gets hurt.

[vilefilth]

Peaches here to update you all since Vile can’t.

Vile’s legs are malfunctioning. He won’t stop changing from pose to pose. Or he was until he started going faster and faster. He’s screaming, Papyrus is tired and Clover is panicking cause he thinks he can fix this but uhm... We can’t get close to him. Yeah. I probably should end this but part of me is IMMENSELY amused and he hasn’t broken anything. He’s just been posing in the middle of the kitchen.

[vilefilth]

Peaches here.

The “Garbage War” is over, and I hope it stays this way. Please don’t encourage Vile to do these things. Our yard and the neighbor’s yard is littered with trash. I’m thankful that the neighbor’s wife is sane and kind enough to not take part in her husband’s hatred for monsters, though I worry for her and the children. As for Vile, he’s not getting any dessert tonight. I hope everyone has a pleasant evening.