Oct 18, 2021
tfw you’ve been here for two days && you already made the murder flower cry.
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tfw you’ve been here for two days && you already made the murder flower cry.
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Nightmare: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!
Foe: How can you still say that?
Nightmare: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.
@ruinsfoe liked for a one liner !
❝ are ―― did you [ . . . ] SAY SOMETHING to me ? ❞
❛ god, this is getting on my nerves! i wish i could fucking kill you twice! ❜
meme
"you really are an annoying little weed." toriel snapped at flowey, shooting a glare towards his way. "leave me be then, i do not want to interact with you anymore than i have to as well, you insidious whelp."
no hard feelings, buddy. s'just business.
Then he won’t take what’s about to happen personally, will he? As if Bill truly cared about the soulless one.
“YOU HAVE A FUNNY WAY OF GOING ABOUT IT, KID! WHY DON’T I GIVE YOU SOME POINTERS?” Despite the upbeat fashion in which he said it, the triangular demon still radiated a seething aura. ”YOU’VE STILL GOT A LOT TO LEARN, SO HERE’S A LITTLE TIP TO GET YOU STARTED!”
“DON’T MESS WITH TOYS THAT AREN’T YOURS.”
anonymous @ruinsfoe: hey doc , that weird flower is eating the carpet again / UNPROMPTED.
AH. YES, I SEE. ONE MOMENT, LET ME...
👍⚐👎☜ ✋☠🏱🕆❄
01000101 01011000 01010100 01000101 01010010 01001101 01001001 01001110 01000001 01010100 01000101
THAT SHOULD FIX IT.
sparks , do you cheese in the puff out ?
do i what now
✱ @ruinsfoe got lost.
he smells it, first. the unique floral atmosphere might just suffocate him -- had he any lungs. deceptively sweet as the petals against his ankles were delicate. he’s been here before, hasn’t he?
ink lifts the end of his scarf to check for any notes he might have left himself. it’s mostly names. pleads to himself not to forget them. he lets the fabric drop a moment later with an exasperated sigh. nothing USEFUL.
memory is hard for him. blue && green eyelights fall on the cavernous floor before him. dotted in yellow flowers. he looks back to the inky, vacuous portal from which he came && grimaces slightly at his own carelessness. hopefully a rain from the surface might wash it off.
otherwise, those flowers are definitely dead. yikes. at least no one saw him come in this time! well ... no one but the flowers. he hears a rustling come from behind him.
✱ oops
his eyes flicker, a little yellow flower && a bright red target appear in each socket. REMEMBER WHERE YOU ARE? there isn’t a good place to hide in this part of the underground, && it wouldn’t do him a lotta good now. so his gaze follows the sound, he stares right at him, in the small space that separates the two soulless beings.
✱ you’re... called flowey, aren’t you?
