talk to me pls-
pwease, someone talk to me-
im alone and sweepy but i rweally miss my fwens and i need somebody-
resspect my dni-
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talk to me pls-
pwease, someone talk to me-
im alone and sweepy but i rweally miss my fwens and i need somebody-
resspect my dni-
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//Oh, I realize that everyone on Discord knows this, but @spiderspeaks just reminded me
//Her laptop sort of “popped”. //So that’s why @vptrail and Cookie haven’t been responding to stuff.
//She should be back within the next week or so.
> Quite the interesting looking lady, aren't you? Ahuhuhu~
* You’re lookin pretty interesting yourself. Hope you aint tryin to start shit, cuz I’m not really in the mood.
Susie could only get that impression from that laugh the spider added.
[ Have you ever just Forgotten someone follows you until they reblog something from you? ]
The ASCENSION || Finale
The Pacifist Route nears its end. The Throne Room looms before the party.
Angel stands, grinning over at their companions. Cherry had been brightening up over the course of the route. Laughter and shared jokes had helped in opening them up, and even Muffet had been bright and cheery as she witnessed dates, cooking shows, jetpack joyrides, puzzles, traps, musicals, and even a dance-off.
She’d screamed and jumped in abject terror in the misty halls of the True Lab, and even now she still seemed a little spooked - her nerves were settling, but Angel could still see eagerness in her eyes.
They were about to meet the king, after all.
* So, Muffet. Angel leads in with a smile.
* Are you ready to fight the king? * He shatters the MERCY button and forces us to fight him. It was terrifying the first time we met him. I didn’t want to fight him... Cherry didn’t either.
Turning to the apparition, Angel smirks. * They spent the whole fight trying to put the button back together. It took me bringing ASGORE to his last breaths to actually be able to SPARE him. * The mercy made him... break. Angel sighs and smiles solemnly. * Sometimes I wonder what would’ve happened if we stayed with him. If we took his offer and tried to be a family. * But I don’t think the last name of DREEMURR suits me as it does Cherry or Az, that’s for sure.
* ... * But what do you think, Muffet? * Ready for a court with the king?
@spiderspeaks
> How're you deary? <333
* been better, but i’ve also been worse, so.
* <3 <3 <3
* how are you, sweet.
Gaster is sipping at his drink. He’s moved to alcohol, seeing as he is solely to blame for granting his son’s murderer the ability to SAVE and LOAD in anger.
He just watched his son get a back- hand so hard he dusted, then was brought back so quickly his dust hadn’t even the chance to settle on the floor.
Gaster tips back his whiskey.