#spageloten

[royalnxrd-blog]

~ @spageloten

Oh, she wanted to tell him... She wanted to tell him so badly about how Santa just wasn’t real.  He was just some fictional character that the humans thought up to bring temporary happiness to their kids on the holiday-- maybe also to partially put the blame on a fake guy for unwanted gifts--

But... she didn’t have the heart.  Normally, she’d have gone on about how much she’d found out about it through her human research-- but.... Papyrus? No, she couldn’t.

Though....He had to find out sooner or later, right? That... a big guy in a red suit with irrational powers just didn’t exist?

“U-um... w... w-well...” She can already begin to feel herself sweat from the immense pressure she’s put on herself, “Santa... he’s... uh--” she paused, swallowing the lump in her throat, although she felt like she might choke on it instead, “...P-Papyrus.  D-do you know about human mythology? They have.. a lot of fictional characters capable of doing extraordinary things..”

[siren-hatane]

Scattered (Closed RP with Spageloten)

Cold... so cold... The wind was so strong today, and even her bare bones were somehow more sensitive than normal. There had been so much practice in the past day or two, and using her powers was an experience she wished she got to utilize normally. 

As she saw the brothers approach, she gave them both a friendly wave- only to discover that her finger seemed... faded? One of her other fingers poked the very tip of her bony digit, causing the fading to increase, slowly crawling down her hand. Was this... supposed to be happening? She knew her form would be wearing off soon, but....

“Uh.... Sans...? Papyrus...?” She called, seeing that other parts of her were beginning to start fading as well.

[ask-viscen-and-ayaka]

“You know. I’m starting to think I should apologize.”

[ask-viscen-and-ayaka]

“Wow... You know. I don’t think I’ve ever scared anyone off with my playful flirting and or complementing before...”

“I hope they’re not upset. I was just having some fun.”

[bxtsbloodandbxllets]

What Makes a Soldier (RP Starter)

@spageloten

Punch, kick, jab, uppercut, spin kick, over and over she kept repeating the rhythm. Roxxy had this.. interesting way of keeping her fighting prowess sharp. No gym memberships or training halls, no.. she woulf go deep into Snowdin’s forests and beat the shit out of a tree.

It was how she kept in shape while working for Hellsing.. why wouldn’t it ork now?

So here she was, going through the routine, faster and faster kicking and punching, different moves and strikes but never missing a beat. The draculina was definitely not letting out. Even with her hnds bleeding raw and eyes glowing red, she kept going, the faint echoes of her father’s voice in her head. ‘A true Vampire is relentless, strong, ruthless. You must be that, and more...’

She was. She had to be. She was his perfect little soldier.

[motorxoil-blog]

Papyrus stumbles over to Mettaton. Once he reaches him, he leans against him heavily as if he can't keep himself standing. *"METTA-/hic/-TON, I TRIED THIS REALLY SWIGGY SWOOG...DRINK-- AND NOW I FEEL ALL....FUNNY." He lags a bit with each word because he's slurring. He seems to be smiling though. How a skeleton is able to get drunk, only Toby Fox knows.

“Oh sweetie, go lay down. It’ll wear off eventually....”

“Now....WHO THE FUCK GAVE YOU ALCOHOL.?” He will have their head in his store. The nerve! Who in their right mind would give dear sweet Papyrus alcohol!?! They need to be punished, there’s no doubt in his mind about it.

Mettaton scoffs before scooping up the intoxicated skeleton like a drunk bride on their wedding night before carrying him off to sleep it off. “When I find the son of a bitch responsible, it’s GAME OVER for them.”

[gxsterblxsterdisxster-blog1]

@spageloten

@spageloten Heh. Look who's finally taller?

[puffybxnes-blog]

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