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'Happy Fathers Day Daddy!' [*Poppy signed for her Dad, running over to give him a big hug and show him the crayon doodles shes done of their family.]
[* Gaster scooped his daughter into a big, warm hug, nuzzling into her fur and tucking her drawing to the side, to be framed and hung on his wall later.]
So it’s been a long time since I’ve been on this account.
I still intend to return this June, but I’m going to be pretty damn lost on what’s going on since I haven’t been active for several months. As of right now I’m looking for a new place to live since I’ve left my abusive home and am working out new housing arrangements. But I’m coming back, I promise, and when I do I will appreciate your patience with me as I get my bearings back.
Please help my friend, Consuelo.
My friend for many years, Consuelo (AKA @janedoodles ) has just been kicked out of her house. She’s a kindhearted person and a talented artist, but her mother has been very abusive to her. This is the final straw.
Consuelo has set up a tip jar on her blog page for people to donate to her finding a new home and being able to afford living on her own. Any donations to that and advice or offers to help her get on her feet are dearly appreciated. She is currently living in California and needs somewhere to go now.
Please, anybody who is able–help her.
(( ey yo, I know I haven’t been active on here recently but my dear friend and lovely rp partner Consuelo is in some massively dire times rn.
I’d be ungodly thankful if anyone following me can lend a hand n such like Squiggly says. Consu doesn’t deserve that sorta treatment honestly and i want to see her find a better spot to live in and maybe regroup. so advice or money would definitely be a boon for her, n if not please signal boost this.))
((Hello there!))
((It’s been a while since I’ve updated anything over here, huh?
I am considering returning to this blog in June. I’ll be doing a time skip and jumping forward a few years in-universe. It’ll be nice to interact with the undertale rp scene again!
For now, I just wanted to let everyone who follows this blog to know that I love you and this blog is not dead. It’s just resting. ^^))
((Heads up, this blog is not dead))
((I’m taking a break from it for a short while, I lost my muse a bit. He’ll come back, I’m sure of it, but for now this blog is on hiatus. I hope you understand.))
Revitalized Memories
[*In a way, the mobster was relieved. His thoughts did go back to how they lost Mercy and, for the moment, he actually felt rather bad about the little guy. But at least now, he was freed from Geist’s grasp. He was deep in his own thoughts when suddenly, he was picked up and pulled into a big hug, making him cringe and squirm. Uh oh, nope, he couldn’t let Flaps or them see that he was injured. They wouldn’t let him live it down.]
Okay okay, thats enough huggin’!
Nah, y-ya don’t owe me anythin’ Asgore…er…w..was glad to help really.
[*Oh he lied, but he didn’t want to say that Room convinced him to get into this through booze and mentioning kids. He still was himself, after all.]
But I better take my leave…got some important business to get back to.
* Thank you so much for your help Flaps, I’ll be sure to get him to a hospital as soon as I can when we get back to our timeline..
* And think nothing of it you two, the offer still stands however. I can only imagine what you’ve all done to lend my poor dear a helping hand in all this..
[ He gently sets Room and Habit back down when he notices something on the arm he used to hug Habit.. Head tilting to the side he looks at the other carefully before he realizes what might of happened..
His newfound happy look takes on a more worried gaze towards the other. You can’t hide shit from Goat Dad man.]
* …Habit did you get hurt like he did getting my memories back? Are you feeling alright?
Revitalized Memories
* Hm.. I believe they might be with Flaps right now come to think of it..
[ He walked over slowly, the new skeleton seemed a bit on edge, of course everyone seemed to be when meeting him for the first time. He gave the other a warm smile as he drew close.]
* Well it’s a bit of a long story but I sort of came here on invitation after a little accident with my phone. It turned out rather well in the end I think.
* I don’t think we’ve been introduced quite yet either..You don’t have to be so formal with me you know, Asgore works just fine.
[ He hoped that would get them to relax a little, something about them gave him the feeling they could use it right about now.]
[*With Flaps? That oddly was not surprising really. Well, looks like he was having a face-to-face encounter with King Fluffybuns. God, how could the guy stand to have that sort of nickname?]
Sorry fer that yer majest-I mean Asgore…never thought I’d meet the King of Monsters himself in person. Y’can call me…HABIT. Pleasure to meet yer acquaintance.
[*Wait, if Room was with Flaps then…wheres Compassion? He turned about from the king to start looking around, grumbling at all the tall grass.]
Damnit! Wheres that doctor?! He was just ‘ere with me! Er…hate to ask ya fer help but, ya seen tall skeleton, cracks on his skull like…er…kinda like mine, anywhere ‘round ‘ere? I just kinda…woke up from a nap and ‘e was suppose to meet me ‘ere.
Make Him Pay
* [His words go unheeded. The blaster continues to rip and tear at him - eventually ripping his arms off and going directly at his head instead. Room knew their role in this. They did what they could, and what they were slated to do.]
* [Geist wouldn’t understand this. None of the others would, and Room knew that. The best they could do is find an excuse. That’s all they can do.]
* [The arrow points more insistently, lifting up somewhat - now pointing straight at the orb. Look. Here it is. Grab it before Geist keeps going. The faster they all leave, the better.]
[ As his arms are ripped from their sockets he let out another screech of pain as his speech devolves back into something much older..The rate and venom being spoken in those words alone may mean we might not want translations any time soon.
He was beyond livid now, reduced to such a powerless state at the hands of a child’s puppet. The pain searing through him was paled in comparison to that anger, whenever he reformed he’d damn well go about planning something to get back at the child and those other two. Everyone involved here would know the extent of his rage at some point, regardless of how long it took to complete.
His body was beginning to fail once more under the strain those jaws were putting on him, but he’d fight to stay alive as he had always done until his body could no longer persist…
The orb, as if sensing someone dear to it was drawing near seemed to glow brighter now. One bright and cheery looking beacon amidst the hellish chaos going on around it for the two skeletons to find. Floating calmly a few inches above a table a few feet away from HABIT’s position, it waited for someone to simply grab it.]
[ Compassion has fainted! ]
Make Him Pay
* [And the cracking ribs would just be the beginning. Taking a note from a previous, much less pleasant encounter, the blaster is quick to crunch down on Geist’s hands. Hopefully the force would be enough to shatter them quickly - and if not, the thing opts to rip and tear at his arms too. No hands or arms means no lasers, no getting grabbed, and overall - less of a chance for Flaps to get hurt through the blaster getting damaged.]
* [Room is silent, though. They make an attempt to lead Habit towards the memories - which should be away from Geist, now - but they best they can do is pull an arrow up from the floor and use it to point. They’re having a hard time focusing. It’s all they can do to keep Geist occupied and injured.]
[ Geist lets out a pained howl as his hands are effectively crunched to bits in the blasters jaws, the rest of him that isn’t pinned begins to thrash violently in some vain attempt to get free.
He can’t see the other two anymore with the blaster blocking his vision, he’s outright seething in rage towards Room and to a lesser extent HABIT and Compassion. If he could just get free for only a few seconds he could return the favor and destroy the memories, but the blaster has him held fast no matter how hard he writhes to get free.
Eyes searingly bright he glares at the blaster and who he knows is controlling the puppet holding him fast.]
* YOU…You vile and fucking loathsome child! So keen to act savior for them but not the one you let me murder? His death is as much on your hands as it is mine you meddlesome demon.
* You are no pure savior, you watched him die willingly and they will know..You can kill me as much as your sickening little heart desires but that truth I will gladly show them over and over again until they see you as I do.
* You sent them to me blindly child, knowing full well what I am capable of since you spy on me so much.. I may have lost research and materials but I’ve learned something more..
[ The pain wracking his body is intense now, he might not be able to do much else than spit threats and venom at Room, but they still carry a weight to them all the same. And he wants them to know full out what consequences he intends to come bearing.]
[ Compassion starts leaning more heavily on Habit, unclear of his surroundings. He shifts around to try and sign something... ]
<Memories...>
[ You need to get the memories... ]
Make Him Pay
* [CRUNCH.]
* [It happens almost in an instant. One moment, the resurrected Mercy seems to be dragging Compassion closer - and the next, he’s been crushed under a chunk of the ceiling. Looks like there’s even cinderblocks on that particular slab. That’s gotta hurt. If that didn’t kill him, it’s at least heavily injured him.]
* { T H A T’ S E N O U G H. }
* [The voice sounds heavily distorted, uneven. Extremely angry, for sure - but faltering.]
* [Another chunk falling - but this time, it doesn’t hit anyone. Oh no.]
* [This chunk falls and lands directly on one of Geist’s more important experiments… A certain crystalline structure, housing a certain boss monster’s remains.]
* [It’s struck with enough force that it crumbles. Oh, my. That was important, wasn’t it? Tsk tsk. What a mess.]
* [Adding to the mess - There’s a sudden roar as that dreaded blaster of Flaps’ comes charging through a portal, directly at Geist. It aims to knock Habit out of his grip, redirect Geist towards the sorry state of that poor crystal.]
* [Quite an effective way to shut down a battle… Strange that they didn’t step in sooner.]
[ HABIT’s only a few inches away from meeting the same fate as Mercy was when the sound tears through the room, loud and bone jarringly unsettling. Mercy’s grip on Compassion falls to nothing as they’re crushed suddenly, Geist’s eyes widening in surprise.
He knew that voice all too well by now, they had always interfered with his going ons as they sought fit. Of course they’d step in now, like some would be savior to the lambs they sent to die.
What he didn’t expect was the second fall, as the chunk landed the necromantic crystal outright exploded out into the rest of the lab space. Whatever had been gestating inside was half formed..A series of limbs and screams poured forth from beneath the crumbling rubble as it slowly died under the weight, the sounds alone more than enough to send shivers through the soul. Geists own screams of rage soon took their place as he witnessed months of precious work and resources melt away into useless flesh and ichor.
Whatever was inside was more than likely better off dead now, if it lived who knows what horrors Geist could of done with such a abomination…]
* YOU!
* YOU LOATHESOME, MEDDLESOME DEMON! YOU SEEK NOW OF ALL TIMES TO INTERFERE!? YOU DESTROYED MONTHS OF MY RESEARCH OVER YOUR USELESS TOYS BEING BROKEN? AFTER BRINGING THEM TO ME SO CARELESSLY LIKE LAMBS TO BE BUTCHERED??
* I WI-!!!
[ His irate speech is cut off as he hears the roar seconds before he’s slammed into. His grip on HABIT is wrenched free as the two go careening into the far wall where the remnants of the crystal laid. A sickening crunch is barely heard as some of Geists ribs are snapped from the impact.]
[ Compassion falls to the ground hard. He caught a glimpse of the monstrous experiment before he fell and can’t help but vomit onto the floorboard. The world is swimming, his stomach is in knots, and he has come no closer to restoring his loved one’s memories.
He doesn’t know where the memories are anymore, his sense of direction has essentially been deleted by his vertigo. And with a new crack in his skull and no ability to hear, he’s at a total loss for what to do. ]
Make Him Pay
[ Within a second, Compassion’s legs were locked in a vice grip, giving him vertigo as the ribbons wrenched him up from the ground and over-ended him. The floor came up to his face and then…
CRACK
Compassion’s head has been cracked open!
He’s down to 1 HP. ]
[*HABIT raised a brow when he heard Geist talk and he growled. Oh….so he had been watching him and Lucidia for some time, didn’t he? It came as no surprise really, given how that damn woman was one of the first female Gasters to be discovered. He still had a bone to pick with her, but now, not as much….especially with the shit getting scared out of him by many other fragments. Even if he hated her with a passion, there was no way possible that he’d let himself be turned into an undead, walking puppet.]
[*He rather be stuck in that mannequin again, than be dead.]
Sorry to burst yer bubble Mac, but that ain’t gunna happen!
[*He barely jumped back to shoot and fire bullets back before he realized something. Wait…where was Mercy? Just as he turned his head to look, he saw Compassion crash to the floor and heard the ungodly crack. Great, just what he needed, to save a Gaster, of all folks.]
[*His focused wavered as he tried to charge at Mercy, leaving himself wide open.]
[ At the screech and loud sickening crack coming from behind him he risked a quick look to see Compassion already being taken care of, Mercy had already become quite useful based on what little instructions he gave.
He could only wonder how Habit would handle once broken from the mortal coil..Speaking of which he should probably get back to work with them. Eyes turning back he saw HABIT trying to make a dash for his counterpart.
Well now that wouldn’t do at all now would it? Geist’s tail lashed out to snag HABIT’s leg before yanking him towards it’s owner quickly, he wasn’t quite yet done with you. ]
* Now just where do you think you’re going off to? Your fight is with me Habit and already you seek to run?
* You of all monsters should know… Death waits for the slightest lapse in concentration.
[ He shifts his gaze back towards Mercy and Compassion, he had no need to kill that Gaster yet, it wasn’t his time. A snap of his fingers and Mercy’s head jolts to look at him expectantly.]
* You, keep him there but do not kill him. I’ve no use for his sort yet.. We’ll send him home after I’m done with our little friend here..
[ The world swam around in his vision, but Compassion still managed to notice that Habit had tried to help him. With a searing headache and a loss of comprehension of his surroundings, he resorted to swinging around.
He decided to make a spirited attempt at conjuring a hand to snag the memories from behind Geist, but he couldn’t muster the focus to stabilize the hand... ]
Make Him Pay
[*Seeing the blasters that Mercy summoned take the full brunt of his attack, he looked up just in time to see the hail of bullets, barely moving out of the way of the attack. Damn, the two of them were fast, especially now with what was the dead fragment lurching towards him. Oh how HABIT wanted to yell and scream at Compassion but wait…]
[*At the corner of his eye, he noticed what the other fragment was doing and he soon got an idea, grinning and trying to show off a cocky attitude. Welp, time to play a game he liked to call distraction.]
I rather be goin’ up to the surface and fuckin’ yer dead Mum than joinin’ the likes of you! Gunna let yer puppet do all the work or ya wanna get me with yer own hands, ya dandy dick?!
C’mon, I can take ya both on all day!
[*With stepping back, he raised his hand up into a pistol-like shape and started firing his own bullets, making sure to keep both Geists and Mercy’s focus on him.]
[ Unfortunately for HABIT Geist’s full attention was on him, eyes blazing eerily as he moved to float before the other. The orange clad idiot loved to hear his own voice and call insults..He was going to enjoy scaring the voice from their throats shortly along with everything else.
Orange..now where did he see such colored magic before? ..Ohh now he remembered, he used to be with that one. That glowing eye alone was a dead giveaway. No wonder he was so cocky…now what did she call him? ..Right now he remembered..]
* So cocky aren’t we little Habit? You haven’t had a real challenge in ages haven’t you?
* Not since all you’ve dealt with was that woman Lucidia..Maybe after I’ve collected you I’ll send you back to her, and make you finish the job you failed to do right so long ago. Maybe I’ll make the both of you a matching set, what do you think?
[ The bullets he could surely take a few hits from, he needed to get closer after all. He only needed to gt a grip on HABIT to end it all, a few bullets were shot back to herd him into a corner slowly yet surely.
With one of its targets being claimed by Geist, Mercy looked like they were at a lost for what to do..But they knew there was another..Where did they go..?
Head sharply snapping about..scanning the room for the other one. Mercy quickly caught sight of Compassion, inches away from grabbing Asgore’s stolen memories while Geist fought with HABIT. A hideous garbled screech poured forth as they swung their sleeves into the ground, they would not touch what wasn’t theirs. Long abhorrent ribbons poured up from the ground beneath Compassion, shredding the floorboards as they seized his legs in their grip.
With a harsh tug their prize was drawn back from the orb and back towards them. ]
[ Within a second, Compassion’s legs were locked in a vice grip, giving him vertigo as the ribbons wrenched him up from the ground and over-ended him. The floor came up to his face and then...
CRACK
Compassion’s head has been cracked open!
He’s down to 1 HP. ]
Make Him Pay
[*What…did that guy just…did he just bring that smaller Gaster back to life? No, he wasn’t alive, he was merely a puppet now, with this Geist bastard holding the strings. Boy, didn’t that feel eerily familiar to him. He didn’t sign up for this, and yet, he couldn’t retreat either. HABIT wasn’t one to give up, just because this guy was a Necromancer. But what were they to do?]
[*He couldn’t very well rely on Compassion all that well, but if they didn’t do something, they’d end up the very same way, or even worse..]
[*With the blasters still behind him, they soon started to charge, the mobster growling and showing his teeth.]
Yer one fucked up head of marbles pal….but we ain’t gunna just ‘give up’ like that…far from it..!
[*His eyes brightly glwoed and the blasters soon fired, three beams of orange energy going for Geist and what was Mercy.]
* Well I would be sorely disappointed in the lot of you if simple magic drove you away.
* And besides… I’ve yet to test out my new puppet here, it would be rude not to put them to use after you both so carelessly let him die…
[ A flick of the wrist and Mercy jerks into a battle stance, empty sockets staring into his former companions. With Geist at the controls who knew what Mercy was truly capable of?
Seeing that Habit could continue to be a threat he decided to pit the two against each other. Eyes glinting evilly as Habits blasters took aim and fired he barked out a command to Mercy.
Instantly Mercy’s own blasters formed and took the full brunt of the attack as Geist rose up higher to retaliate in kind with a hail of bullets. Mercy soon began lurching forwards towards them both, intent unknown but it was likely not good.]
* Will you join him in death and servitude or flee like frightened little children??
[ Compassion averted his eyes from the scene in front of him and instead looked toward a light caught in his peripheral vision. The glowing orb... the memories! Geist seemed distracted now, if he just timed it right...
When he thought he would not be noticed, Compassion made a mad dash for the memories, arms outstretched, intending to snag them and then leave. He couldn’t afford to think too hard at this point, he just needed to act. ]
Make Him Pay
[ Mercy attempted to move out of the way but couldn’t get away fast enough, taking the full brunt of the attack, squeaking in a mix of fear and discomfort as Geists tail wrapped around him. His mind raced, his soul was beating with fear, as Geist’s grip on him grew tighter he let out small grunts of discomfort, soon turning into pained cries as the grip turned from tight to literally bone breaking. His mind was clouded with pain and he couldn’t find the power to summon any sort of attack, anything to help in his situation.
He could only whimper at this point as he felt Geist’s claws trail along his skull, eyes widening in the millisecond before he began to tear open his skull. Adrenaline kicked in and he found some sort of will to writhe, to try and futilely get away, shifting broken bones that would never mend on their own, screaming at full volume, only interrupted by gasps for air as tears ran down his face from the pain.
And then Geist stopped, even if just for a few moments, Mercy’s mind so clouded with pain his screaming sobs sounded distant, muffled…and then it all ended. ]
[ As Mercy’s dust trickled to the ground beneath him the question made him laugh eerily. They came to fight him and yet had no idea what he was capable of.. Well they would soon find out now wouldn’t they?]
* You ask what I am?
* Allow me to show you then. I am what soon awaits you both…I am a fate far worse than death you insolent boy, and you willingly came seeking it.
[ A small vial appeared in his hand as he eyed the newly formed mound of dust beneath him. Mercy was dead but his use was far from over, in fact his service would be put to wonderful use shortly. The tang of iron filled the air as he upended the bottle into the monsters dust.
The air in Geists labspace grew cold, far colder than it should be possible even in the Void. Hands igniting in a lilac fire he aimed both over the mound as a soft pulsing filled the room. It felt as if their eyes were once again drawn to him, unable to pull away..Shapes and dark forms seemed to dance and writhe just on the edges of their vision. Whatever was poured into Mercy’s dust seemed to be taking hold as it crackled and twisted in on itself angrily.]
* Only insolent fools and desperate souls would face a Necromancer without proper precautions..
* But do not fret.. Take solace in the fact that you all will be of better use in death than in life.. Much like your friend here.
[ A strange string of words is spoken and the mound of dust seems to burn and liquefy all at once.
Ages seem to pass before a form begins to emerge, and a very familiar one at that. Mercy slowly pushes himself to stand but whatever remnants of his humanity and namesake are long since gone. What remains now is merely a mindless puppet, empty and awaiting directions from its creator.]
* Now then…The fight can truly begin with a much more even battlefield don’t you agree?
[ Compassion doesn’t know what to do now. He refuses to flee, but he doesn’t want to fight this... thing that Geist turned Mercy into. He looks around to the others on his side, a look of desperation and regret plastered on his face.
He catches a glimpse of Room and holds the fragment’s eyes for a moment...]
Make Him Pay
[ Quickly Mercy brings down one of the blasters, which moves to catch HABIT. The other two descend through the bullets, broken and cracked from damage, yet they hold through long enough to situate themselves on Geist’s left and right sides before firing. Whether they hit or miss their target, their beams finish each other off… He was a little annoyed, this fight could have got much smoother had they had any sort of strategy, but with the more erratic one out of the way, perhaps he and Compassion could work something out without the risk of hitting each other. ]
[ Unfortunately Geist doesn’t quite entirely dodge the blasts as he had hoped to do. The tip of his tail caught in the crossfire, quickly taking damage enough to make him hiss angrily in pain.
Glancing about angrily his gaze fell on the one responsible. This fragment had done nothing but be a nuisance.. But clearly they might pose a real threat if left to their own devices.. The orange idiot was taken care of for the moment, Compassion meanwhile could be dealt with in time, the were no threat to him for now.
Rearing back up to his full height his eyes burned towards the other, he had found his target.]
* You… I’ve had enough of your nonsense little fragment.
* Come here.
[ With that he charged after Mercy, intent to harm clearly written on his features. Claws outstretched he slams into them at full speed, slamming into Mercy at full speed before his tail coiled around him, there’d be little to no chance of him getting away now without Geist taking heavy damage.]
* You will have the honor of being the first little one..
[ Tail tightening with every word he had already decided the fate of this fragment. A gristly end and he’d force the other two to watch was certainly in order. The sounds of bones beginning to break and snap would soon be audible for those in the lab that could hear it.
It had been ages since he had taken a life like this, the others should be shown he was not to be taken as a idle joke. His face began to crack into a sinister joke of a smile, he’d enjoy this as much as the looks on their faces. Such innocent lambs willing come to be slaughtered.]
* Slowly…gently.. this is how a life is taken..
[ Claws raised to gently stroke Mercy’s face, searching for purchase in the form of cracks in the fragments face. With a soft chuckle he dug in harshly, claws prying the poor monster’s skull open agonizingly slowly. Sliding in by fractions of inches he gazed up into the eyes of his captive audience. Eyes boring into the two remaining fragments he grinned at them both as everything seemed to fall into slow motion.]
* It is time you lot bear witness to the fruits of your failures and see what fate awaits those who think fit to cross me…
[ With a sudden wrenching twist, Mercy’s skull is pried open for all in the lab present to see.]
[ The sight is absolutely horrifying. Every crack in Mercy’s bones seems more gruesome than the last, Compassion can’t tear his eyes away. He’s been frozen in terror. ]
Make Him Pay
[ As the others began more direct methods of attack, Mercy continued the blaster tactic, now forcing the medium sized blasters to reform into three large ones, which shot downwards at Geist now and then with greater force, short beams as to not get in the way or harm the others. This wasn’t working well however…there had to be something else he could do.
…there was only one other thing he could do that could be of any use, trying for any sort of attack might hit HABIT, or get in the way of Compassion’s attack, so he prepares his next attack while his blasters keep doing their thing, and waits for a good opportunity, feeling a bit useless as he’s been stationary for most of the fight, but thankful nonetheless that he wasn’t forced to do anything violent just yet. ]
[ Well he was going to fix this rather quickly. He’d act fast and it seems fate had so kindly delivered him a boon in the form of HABIT coming at him to try and land a punch.
Unfortunately Geist’s reach was far longer than the others, his tail lashing out suddenly to grab and yank his orange clad target closer, if not to try and crush him bodily than to surely act as shield and take the brunt of Compassion’s attack.]
* How quickly the tide turns when ones foes are blundering idiots..I should thank you for offering yourself as a shield.
* Sadly for you this is no place for the weak or foolhardy.
[ Giving HABIT’s torso a hard squeeze he moved to hurl him bodily at Mercy now, Geist would have to do something about those damned blasters nearly clipping him from above.. Another shield would be nice, or even a bargaining chip at this point.
He seems to be eyeing Compassion now for that purpose, but for the time being he’d send off a wave of bullets up above him to try and disperse the blasters.]
[ Compassion began to notice the ineffectiveness of their normal attacks. There had to be some way to stop Geist from moving around so much, get him to stay still...
Of course! Couldn’t he change the color of Geist’s soul? That would put him right where he wanted him, if only Compassion knew where Geist’s soul was... It didn’t seem to be anywhere nearby. And in the middle of a battle it was hard to make eye contact for signing purposes.
This battle was turning sour fast. He had to find a way to turn the tide... ]
Make Him Pay
[ Mercy moves out of the way, the blast nicking one of the blasters in the ring formation, regaining his composure he sends the blasters out, still charging, but they begin to circle above Geist, like white birds of prey. Occasionally one tips its maw downwards and fires at the other, not in rapid succession, but rather, something to distract Geist and keep him on his toes. ]
[ This was going to get rather hellish far faster than he anticipated honestly. Three against one was never a good match.. But patience and diligence among chaos could turn the tide.
He’d have to fix these odds sooner or later, but for now it’d be best to keep vigilant and try not to take too much damage if possible. The eye searing idiot in orange would be a possible first priority, then perhaps Gaster proper, he was still unsure of the last fragments ideals as of yet.]
* -?!
[ He felt himself be thrust forwards, something.. or someone trying to find purchase with his neck and attempt to choke him. Along with this the blaster and its owner were launching another attack on him.
Attacks from all sides..This would simply not do, he wasn’t one to take such bold stupidity lightly. The attacks from above were disconcerting but hopefully he could dodge them, for now he’d have to get more physical.]
* Feeling bold because of your numbers hm?
* You should be wary.. Overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer of men and monster alike. As I will gladly show you.
[ Not wanting to wait, Geist lurched forwards with one hand to latch onto HABIT’s blaster, claws digging and finding purchase in a eye socket. Having a crude shield and something to swing, his other hand reached up to claw at the hands attempting to choke him. He was slightly glad he wasn’t human, no lungs to cut from air.
He’d whip the blaster forwards towards Compassion with all his might, taking a few hits from HABIT’s bullets. It was worth taking some damage, he needed to gain space.]
[ With Geist forcing the hands away, the despawned into nothing, forcing Compassion to lurch forward from the sudden exertion. The blaster was barreling straight toward him, and he couldn’t get away in time.
Compassion took the damage and lost half of his HP. Luckily for him he had a high defense stat and a lot of HP to spare, leaving him incredibly hurt but still conscious and capable of movement.
He stood up, wobbled a little, then threw a barrage of bones at Geist. There was no strategy to his attack, only blind rage. ]
