#the trxangle guy

[bornspellcaster]

tfw u remember your boyfriend has eye lips in the middle of ur date

@the-trxangle-guy

[waitlifted]

@the-trxangle-guy from x

“Nn...” In all honesty, she had assumed it was Rapunzel trying to shake her awake, as strange as that was- they often got up around the same time. But the sky was still dark, moonlight beaming down onto her and making it impossible to stay asleep any further. Rapunzel herself was still sleeping soundly, apparently...

So who was calling to her?

Blinking the sleep from her eyes, Cassandra slipped out of bed in a slight fog. Whatever it was, she better figure it out before it disturbed the others. Looking somewhat silly with her pajamas-and-boots combo, sword in her grip, she slowly pushed the door open, stepping out into the night and seeing the ominous sight hanging over them.

“...well, that doesn’t look good.”

[ruinsfoe]

@the-trxangle-guy  //   x

               a hollow laugh follows up the threat ,   innocence kept with no means of flinch .    bill could flaunt his power all he liked ,   this little buttercup knew he was only good for mind games without a tether to the physical plain .    a leaf gestures to stem ,   cordial chuckle feathering out as he takes to humble introductions .

                                ❛     y'unno ,   for a fella that could easily read my mind ,   y'er not doing so swell on noticing just who i am .     ❜

               petals fleck back ,   chiming free a chittering snicker that lets his greenery flap in jubilance ,   persnickety kept aloft for the sole trait of delivering uncertainty towards emotion .

                                ❛     has the puppet ever told you about his friend ?   the guy who came before you ?   ❜       a root unfurls from the earth ,   comes to curl under pistil face ,   chin into alleged palm .

                                ❛     mike ;  that's me !   though to others ,   i'm FLOWEY .     ❜

                                ❛     sorry t' say ,   fella , but i was here first    —    he was my toy before you laid your grubby demonic mitts allllllll over him .     ❜

[bxttenbound-archive]

@the-trxangle-guy​ visited!

“ No, no you put that over there! “ Missi would groan while pointing to a spot on the floor. There were a handful of stone gargoyles that were mulling about with bright red glowing eyes. Two of them were currently holding a large cauldron and the entire room looked like a hurricane had blown through it.

Rubbing the bridge of her nose one of the gargoyles would let out a strange chirping noise, speaking to Missi only for her to groan once more. “ Just, put it down for now. We can continue this in a minute, I need a drink. “ Of course she could have used her own magic to position the cauldron she had already used so much of it to catch it from blowing out the large hole in her study that was currently being rebuilt by another few of her minions. It was not a good night so far.

[running2re-duck-tion]

@the-trxangle-guy liked for a starter with Bradford!

Bradford stared at the golden amulet and the boy could almost swear the eye stared back. Grammy said it was the Eye of Providence and that it was a good token of luck, something that might help with his nightmares.

Bradford was pretty sure the Eye of Providence didn’t have a little top hat - or at least it looked like a top hat to him - on it, but what did he know? He was just a stupid kid and Grammy was a seasoned adventurer, after all.

He pulled his glasses off his face and tucked them into their case at his bedside. After another staring contest with the stupid amulet, he tucked it under his pillow with a sigh. He’d humour Granny for now, but this wasn’t going to work and he was gonna sell the amulet as soon as they made port. It was real gold, after all, it wouldn’t be that hard to get rid of or that unbelievable that someone stole it.

With that he flopped down onto his pillow and closed his eyes, trying to convince himself that he was ready to face whatever demons his mind conjured up for him tonight.

[1-800-for-evil]

surprise starter for @the-trxangle-guy

Hm. This guy... seemed familiar, somehow. Limbo’s memory admittedly wasn’t the greatest, but he could recall having once met a dude with a similar vibe, a long long time ago. Being that Limbo had a tendency to slip between dimensions whenever he so desired, he reasoned it would probably be inevitable that he’d run into someone’s... alternate self for lack of a better way of putting it.

Were he still human, with a human grasp on the concepts of other dimensions, such a development as this would probably be a lot more concerning to him.

“Hey,” his voice is a shuddering, whispered gasp as he materialized somewhere next to Bill’s left elbow.

“Can I trouble you for a minute, friend? Seems to me I uh... I think I’ve... misplaced myself. I don’t think I’m supposed to be here, wherever here is....”

“If you’d be so kind as to lend a ghost a friendly ear. ( Ah, am I a ghost? Reckon maybe I am, or some kind of demon at least.... )” There’s a lengthy pause, as Limbo apparently was reaching within himself for words that didn’t want to come. At last, he spoke again, “In case it isn’t perfectly clear, I think I’m a little lost... I’m looking for... I. I don’t remember. Something to do with.... light. Heaven? Is that what that light was? It’s all so... muddled in my head...”

The dark cloud of his being floated soundlessly in front of Bill. “Hey. Maybe you can help me figure out where I’m supposed to be? Ah-- what I’m supposed to be...”

[theperennialflower]

@the-trxangle-guy starter

After a long day of opening random doors and endless life threatening peril. Tulip fell into a deep sleep under a fabric tree in a flat pillow landscape, with One-One and Atticus cuddled up next to her. Its what they all needed in all honesty. But then Tulip opened her eyes, or at least it felt like it. She felt wide awake even, as if she never fell asleep at all. There was a chill settled in the car, the girl glanced back at her companions and they were nowhere to be seen.

“O-One-One?! Atticus?!” She called, being thrown into a panic as she shot up from where was laying. “What’s happening..?”

[do-not-fear-i-am-the-cure]

@the-trxangle-guy

Dr. Hughes wasn’t expecting to encounter a Dorito-looking anomaly in the hallway today. It floats too. He grips his clipboard to his chest as he stares at this thing with wide hazel eyes.

“Uh…” his hum is plagued with absolute and utter confusion as to what he sees before him, and it isn’t long before he pulls a hand away from the clipboard to touch the body of this… thing. He recoils it soon and looks kinda scared of Bill for a moment.

“… I-I thought you were just a fictional character from that show…” he shudders, frowning.