#x-closeyoureyes

[spearofjustiice-blog]

@x-closeyoureyes : from here

“Where do you think you’re going, you old punk?!”

“You can’t run from me forever!!”

[madetoamaze-blog]

x-closeyoureyes: Please, no!

Send “Please, no!” for my muse to murder yours in a drabble.

Murder Method: Pushed From A High Place.

Two murders, Two souls, one was absorbed after death, but the other was ripped straight from the body. Word of such atrocities spreads quickly, and it seems a certain mercenary was alerted of it ,and given the task of handling the threat.

Allseeing Twiknight was told that they would be near the waterfall, but so far she was reduced to wading through the garbage on the edge of the abyss to find her target. It was unfortunate for her that she did not arrive a little later, however, for Retra came in in the midst of the other’s ‘dumpster diving’ to try and escape the chaos they had caused and figure out what was going on.

Their form had strayed even farther from their initial design after absorbing their 2nd soul. The monitor it originally was had now become four sleek panels, giving Retra a 360-degree awareness of their whereabouts. Their chassis has expanded in length and width, the dial that was on it now displayed two hearts, one red, one yellow. The tentacles attached to their body had stayed the same, but two more sets of tentacles of the same amount was under their control, yet this time they were disembodied.

Their entire body froze up upon seeing her, not only were they expecting it to be empty, they could sense the strength, and the intent to kill them she had was as clear as the air that night. Since Knight Knight had only heard their voice, she had no hesitation in attacked, charging at the robot and bringing down her heavy gauntlets on the robot, only to be barely held back by the 4 sets of tentacles resisting her fists at full force. 

Retra was conflicted, for they thought the knew her before, from when the world was corrupted, but now? This woman looked similar, and was probably just a smiliar monster, but could they really take that chance? Would they really take a chance at murdering one of the few friends they had in the robot’s time of crisis?

Twiknight didn’t give the robot much time to dwell on these questions, her fists deftly maneuvering from an upward attack to a crush from the sides which landed on the chassis without problem. If they were in the weak state they had started with at the beginning of their murderous rampage, that attack surely would have ended their life. But now, with two souls, albeit one of them was a monster’s soul, the damage was reduced to a dent on both sides.

This took the Allseeing Twiknight by surprise, and Retraton, in another great fit of fear, took their chance, spinning their treads to swiftly put them behind the mercenary, leaving the disembodied tentacles behind. The mercenary wasn’t going to let the other attack from behind,  and knew that either way she faced Retra would try to grapple the woman with their tentacles, and instead turned to the middle, holding out her hands to keep both threats at bay, her eyes glancing back and forth between the two.

“Knight Knight!? Is that you!?” The robot called out, and while their voice had became garbled, it was still recognizable, this coupled with her split attention caught her off guard.

“What- you, but you were just-” Her determination wavered for just a moment, but that was enough for Retra to sense it and act on impulse, their unhinged tentacles able to come behind Twiknight and wrap around her arms, the pain from the serrated edges breaking her concentration.

‘What am I doing- she was going to listen, right?’ A petrified ‘(ノ ゜口゜)ノ’ emoticon flickered on their face as they stared right through her, their internal struggle continuing. ‘But what if she still attacks? She’ll take my life- a-and my souls…. and if she’ll take my souls…’ Their grip tightened reflexively as Twiknight continued to struggle, her shouts all droned out with Retra’s ever growing fear. ‘….she’ll replace me… I can’t be replace.. I wont be replaced.’  Their emoticon flickered away, a blank, expressionless screen staring straight at Knight Knight as the tentacles slowly moved Twiknight over the unending abyss. A flashing, pixilated ‘X’ appeared on all four of their screens, no pleading from the poor mercenary could help her now.

After a quick tighten, the tentacles went limp, leaving her falling body at the mercy of the abyss.

[king-asgore]

(Starter for x-closeyoureyes-x cause think tumblr ate the last one) [ Halloween had come and gone with not too much trouble for the King. He found himself walking alone down one of the streets of New Home, enjoying the peaceful quiet compared to last nights chaotic fun. He enjoyed seeing everyone having so much fun honestly.. Being lost in such deep thoughts he failed to see exactly where he was heading.]

[askgerson-blog]

Old as tales || Close RP with x-closeyoureyes

It was a lovely evening.. or night. What ever it was up there. And the old turtle was doing what he did every day.. Mining rocks and inspecting them as a hobby. Few people went past every other weekend, month or even a year. Depending on people’s mood. But a familiar face came to his home.

“Wah ha ha! What brings you here this time Knight knight?”

@x-closeyoureyes

[friiskk-blog]

x-closeyoureyes: 👌

oooH GOSH

[sentinelfromthesurface]

x-closeyoureyes: ▒

*It gives the mercenary a confused look.

*It’s a good thing it trusts her or it would have probably ran away.

*”I was not aware grooming was a part of monster culture.”

[sentinelfromthesurface]

x-closeyoureyes: 🍰

*Its optics positively sparkle as it is offered the cake by its friend. It grasps the little plate it is set on and beams at her.

*”Thank you Knight Knight. This gift means a lot to me. I trust you have a slice of your own too? If this is not the case, we can share this one. According to my research friends share things.”

[sentinelfromthesurface]

x-closeyoureyes: ´͈ ᵕ `͈ (She is mistaking you for a relative.)

*At first it moves to flinch away, surprised by the appearance of the stranger and fearing her sudden touch…

*But then…

*It begins to realise this is no forceful grip, filled with malice and intent to harm… but actually a rather gentle one.

*It fails to understand why she’s holding its hand, but slowly, cautiously, it closes its fingers, settling its palm against hers and standing there.

*The Sentinel is now holding hands with a complete stranger quite happily. It seems surprisingly comfortable with this situation.