#raining-asteroids

[vanglaggle]

You should draw flowey and cross hanging out :3

baba cross and ut flowey . don't ask me how they are interacting

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Just wanted to wish you well! I hope everything's going good for you!

Things are going okay, thanks for asking! I’m currently eating some Sonic after getting out of an interview with my admissions representative for enrollment into a free trade school for low income 16-24 people, and I also checked out a book about Celtic mythology from the library the meeting was at. How’ve you been?

[shynetyme06]

Was crescent and intentional child or a mistake? And if it's the second one then why did nightmare keep him instead of killing him? As a soldier or something?

the answer to the first question is yes and no. nightmare sought out a couple of characters to create something with a specific purpose that would help to further his goal of taking control of the multiverse, but he wasn't expecting to be presented with an infant made from his and killer's magic

since crescent was indeed a mistake in that regard, the idea of killing him was something he nearly acted on in order to scrap and start the project anew, (this time with no creating an entire life behind nightmare's back) but the scientist he had partnered with insisted on researching the kid's development, promising that he created exactly what nightmare asked for, he just needed to be patient

with that said, crescent did not turn out to be a violent soldier in the present, nor was he really trained to be one (if nightmare needed another killing machine he could just become one himself, and if he didn't wanna do the dirty work then there's an infinite number of timelines for a character literally dubbed "killer" at his disposal, a pawn he already has experience in controlling)

I can't get into that much detail on crescent's true purpose here for spoiler reasons (+ it just hasn't been fleshed out enough yet) but I will say it isn't something he can unlock until he's in the "right" headspace, and if he ever reaches it, the results would be nothing short of catastrophic

[what-have-i-unleashed]

8 Cadaver

DPR IAN LET'S GOOOOOOOO!!!!

this is gonna be interesting for sure :]

8. limbo - dpr ian

I left my heart down in the basement Where all the Ravens take their turns Picking at what's left of me

PROMPT: CADAVER

(cw: near death experience)

killer’s world is a jagged haze of familiar pain. the pit cradles him like an open grave, the damp earth pressing cold against his broken body, faintly smelling of buttercups. this isn’t the worst way to die, he supposes. his vision blurs, the edges smudged with black. from far away, he could hear unhurried footsteps – two pairs – crunching on the grass, accompanied by a whispered conversation.

“nightmare really left him like this, huh?” a familiar voice, low and raspy, with some hints of uneasiness slid into it.

“he does that,” another voice replies, almost gravelly and sprinkled with some amusement. “always leaves the trash for someone else to clean up. guess that’s us today.”

a brief silence. and then the first voice speaks up again, which now killer remembers belongs to murder. “you think he’s actually dead?”

the other voice, which must be horror, scoffs. “looks dead. smells dead. as far as i’m concerned – he’s done.”

killer wants to laugh. of course they’re here – who else would it be? he ignores the blooming pain in his chest and focuses on the conversation, letting it tether him to the moment.

“welp, we should check his body for anything useful,” horror suggests, almost too cheerfully.

“you mean loot his body?” murder echoes, clearly affronted. “he’s not some random body, horror.”

“no, of course not,” horror scoffs. a thumping sound suggests that he’s jumped into the shallow pit, walking closer to inspect killer’s body. “he’s our idiot. that means we got first dibs.” his tone turns lighter, as if teasing. “i mean… if you’re feeling sentimental, we can bury him afterwards. say some nice farewell words. give him some flowers. maybe cry a little.”

“i don’t cry.”

“sure you don’t.”

killer can feel their shadows looming over him, their murmured bicker getting louder now. his body may be a lost cause, but at least his vocal cords still work. when horror lightly taps his cheek, he can’t help but hiss.

“i… can still hear you… assholes…”

the silence is immediate, almost comical.

“shit,” horror breathes out.

right away, murder kneels besides killer, turning his head sideways. easy to assume he’s dead after all, with no apparent soul to be seen. but the black liquid from his eye sockets drip steadily, hissing when it hits the ground.

“well, well,” murder mutters, his hands shaking only imperceptibly. “seems like the corpse lived.”

“not… dead yet,” killer says, coughing. “can’t say… the same… for my patience though…”

horror snorts, but the grin on his face looks uneasy. “yeah, you look great, killer. real picture of health there.”

“not my fault… your face… is the… first thing i saw…” killer attempts a grin, but it’s a shaky one. “don’t worry… can’t die yet… who else gonna… look after you then…”

murder lets out a wet laugh. “yeah, that’s the spirit. let’s go home, shall we?”

home. that word sounds foreign to killer, but he can’t find it in himself to contradict murder for now. the other two argue with each other about how to carry him out of the pit, and killer tunes them out, just in time to suddenly find himself on horror’s back, as murder trails behind him, eyes focused on his battered body.

“thanks for… that shitty eulogy… by the way…” killer says between broken gasps of air. “if you drop me… i’m gonna haunt… your bony fuckfaces…”

“no one’s afraid of you,” murder says, a thread of relieved amusement in his voice.

“yeah,” horror chimes in. “you’d better survive this, or else.”

killer doesn’t reply to that, just closes his eyes and soaks in the warmth from horror’s body. it feels good not to be left behind for the first time in his life.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

I've been listening to lent by autoheart for so long and it is so killer coded.

I love how the ending part it feels empowering kinda, like the end is a flashback of all these terrible memories while he's moving on from nightmare.

Maybe the "giving it up for lent" parts could relate to his relationship with the angel and or himself.

The horrible part of remembering the so called good parts in a conflicting manner while knowing he needs to leave.

Maybe one day I'll make an animatic to it because it's been crawling in my mind for so long. Regardless I wanted to share that cus you're the killer person in my head lol

👀 I’d love to see that animatic one day

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Hi!! I was doing some writing and thinking over Animals killer is associated with (essentially what his fursona would be)

Cat is an obvious answer but I'm more partial to foxes, rats or crows/some type of bird.

I think you've answered this before but I couldn't remember.

To clarify, I was wondering if you had any animals associated with killer/you'd see him as?

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That might be the post you’re referring to.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

For the departed by Shayfer James -

It's a more situational song but maybe killer trying to spare color from his crimes catching up to him

Makes me think of a killer deciding to let nightmare catch, kill, and replace him in an effort to keep color safe and spare him.

[vanglaggle]

You're tomatoe flavored now

thank you for noticing