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(DOOMBRINGER RP BLOG | NOT AFFILIATED WITH THE REAL DOOMBRINGER OR THE ROBLOX ADMINS) [pfp not by me!!] " 𝑺𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑯 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵, 𝑩𝑨𝑩𝒀 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑼𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑽𝑰𝑪𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀'𝑺 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝑷𝑨𝒀𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 " - Gladiator by Jann

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[ My DNI and IWC are on my main blog's intro! Read it before following! ]

🩸| "Shot like a rocket right into the sky, nothing can stop me tonight!" - Feel Invincible

I do both serious and silly rp! It's very probable that I answer late, as I'm busy with things or sometimes just don't feel like it!! So sorry!!

Here are some rules (same as all my other blogs):

You can flirt with me/the character, but no NSFW images or roleplay, only jokes (and try not to overdo them). Also, just use tone tags in general please. They're very helpful.

Have common sense. No trans/homophobia, no racism, no serious rape/death threats, genuinely no hard hate in general. Don't call people slurs you can't reclaim. I shouldn't have to say any of this.

Don't. Judge. Others. Over. Not. Problematic. Ships. If you don't like a ship, ignore it. I have tags for all the ships I roleplay; block those tags.

Headcanons accepted and welcomed! Though, if you have one of Doombringer and want to implement it, I appreciate if you ask me beforehand!

I'm a minor, please keep that in mind.

If an ask makes me uncomfortable, I won't answer it. (But I'm also not on Tumblr all day every day, so if your ask hasn't been answered in less than 2 days, I may just not have seen it)

Also, I am open to any ships as long as it's not minor x adult or incest. Though, expect to see DoomClock the most.

(If I'm taking too long (2+ days) answering a roleplay, please tag me in it! I may have forgotten to respond or lost the roleplay in my notifications!)

If you don't like my interpretation of Doombringer, just don't interact with me. You can even block me if you want but there's no need to get hostile.

Links:

HC Post

Tags

Banlands HC Post (from my ellernate blog) (MOSTLY OUTDATED)

Apocalypse AU

Apollyon (A.K.A Mr. Doombringer / Doom)

Design

6'8" tall (human form) / 7'4" tall (human-demon form) / 8'3" tall (demon form)

Gender: Cis (He/It)

Species: Demon (/deity)

Skin tone: Warm yellow (human) / Dark red (demon)

Eye color: Red

Please note my versions of Doombringer may vary as I still don't have a solid AU of him 😓

Have a very small guide abt my rp style.

Posts with red and bold text are ic

Posts with white text are ooc

OOC info: call me Doombringer, DB or Sol, either is fine! I'm genderfluid and go by any pronouns. If you want to refer to me by neo or xenopronouns, it's fine.

I think that's all. Kudos!

Other Blogs:

Caleb244 Blog

Ellernate Blog

KirbyCaden Blog

iTrapped Blog

Chance Blog (i haven't used this one much,, cries)

Clockwork Blog

Vilicus Blog

Main Blog

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Doombringer, meet doombringer! :D

"... Ey."

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Hello my beautiful, handsome, fantastic, incredible, awesome, unique, perfect, the most beautiful flower of all of them, powerful husband🥺🥺

"Ah... h-heya... thanks...??"

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Doombringer, i have a mission for you!

I need you to get this little silly here for me

He is very dangerous and anddd I need to contain them myself okkk 👀

(me on my way to try kidnap chance-)

"... What'd he do? Can't really go after someone for no reason."

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DENIAL IS A RIVER IN EGYPT, THAT MAN IS GAY /ref

"W- yeah I know."

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So. You're saying because he's a criminal, he doesn't deserve to be loved? Or have a lover? I get you're a warden and all but... He hasn't really done much ever since he was released. Don't you think he deserves a second chance? Someone to love him? It's very obvious you have feelings for him, and he has feelings back for you. Who says you CAN'T date him? There's plenty of people in the world who're happily in love and in healthy relationships with former criminals. What's different about you? - 📜anon

"Never said he doesn't deserve to be loved nor a lover, don't put words in my mouth."

"It... jus'... feels wrong."

"For years I've avoided makin' any connections with criminals, platonic or not. I dunno why he's the... the exception- in my brain."

"I can't put aside my habit so quickly 'cause my idiot heart decided to beat faster for him..."

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Doombringer. Grabbing your shoulders. Please for the love of Nothing just confess to Scripter. It is very obvious you have a thing for him. - 📜anon [yes, this is who you think it is]

"I- I don't... shut up."

"He's a criminal. 'm not supposed to be with a criminal."

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// cutely drops baby 1x at your feet

- @mini-1x1x1x1 // hi😼

"Uh... what... am I supposed to do with this..."

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Beaannn

"Aw lil' guy. He's so... wide."

period cramps💔 2/5

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projecting my cramps onto doombringer for 5 asks because if i have to suffer then so does he

"Ow."

period cramps💔 1/5

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NOOO DON'T TORTURE MEEEEEE :((

Doom kiss scripter

Doom kiss scripter

Doom kiss scripter

Doom kiss scripter

are you putting a spell on me to make them kiss😢😢/silly ]]

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KISSS IN THE RP ALREADYYY UGHHHH I CAN'T TAKE ITTTTTTT, SCRIPTER AND DOOM ARE TAKING TOOO LOONNNGGGGGGG😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

they're fumbling💔💔 mainly doom but that's ok he's just a little shy /silly]]

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*takes bite off ellernate's head* :3

* You've gained yourself getting hit with a Ban Hammer.

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Kiss👀

"... Askin' me for a kiss or tellin' me to kiss someone?"

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Do you like cats.

"Yeah they're cool."

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* Getting a break from the Banlands was uncommon. Getting a break from the Banlands AND being able to spend more than 2 days with his son was even more uncommon. Still, it happened, and he was pretty satisfied. Now, he planned to be alone his 3rd and 4th day.

Keyword; planned.

It didn't plan to run into Scripter of all people. Neither did it plan to actually feel slightly relieved at seeing him okay.

"Scripter."

* That was all it said. It had a feeling Scripter hadn't noticed it.

Its tail swayed slowly behind it, one hand holding the Ban Hammer tightly. Sure, it was its day off, but better be safe than sorry.

- @the-scarlet-hammer [[more rps for my greedy roleplayer brain]]

-> Oh. -> Fuck. -> The former admin froze up the MOMENT he heard the warden's voice, his plug tail curling around his leg tightly without much thought. He's in trouble, isn't he? Nothing dammit what did he do. -> He turned, facing the MUCH larger admin with an awkward smile. "Heyyyyy Doom!"

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* Doombringer exhaled sharply through his nose, wings subconsciously closing behind him to make himself look less threatening. He didn't really mean to scare Scripter like that.

"... Doombringer."

"Not on duty right now, I'm not gonna smash your head in so don't look at me like that."

"What're you doin' out here? The others could see ya very easily. Not all of 'em are gonna be forgivin'."

* ... It didn't seem to be wanting to send Scripter to the Banlands anytime soon. Though it was on its day off, so maybe that was why.

[terminated-scripts]

"Haha. Right. Doombringer." -> His tail uncurled, hanging loosely between his legs. Nothing, this felt incredibly awkward. He's quite literally an escapee! Talking to the same warden that imprisoned him! "Didn't think you got days off... Gordon and Rombom holding down the fort for you?" -> He felt awkward mentioning old co-workers, even the ones he didn't really... Interact with much. He still knew them, but he was never close with them.

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"Yeah. BM said somethin' 'bout my mental health... I wasn't really listenin' to 'em."

* He stared at Scripter like he might just swing the hammer the next second. It really was just the face he gave to any criminal he saw, but pretending he didn't look hostile was hard.

"Ya didn't answer my question."

* It exhaled sharply through its nose, tail twitching.

"Scripter, you of all people should know better than to put yourself at risk by bein' out here like you're not a wanted criminal."

* And it was very confusing why it wasn't jailing the former Admin already.

[terminated-scripts]

"Haha! Builderman always looking out for the other admins... Always, isn't he?" -> He tensed again, his tail lifting up slightly as his brain malfunctioned a little. Nothing dammit, how is he supposed to answer this? He... Really isn't doing much by all means, just wondering around and trying to keep himself calm. "I'm... Just walking. Or whatever. I know I'm a wanted criminal, Doom. You don't need to keep reminding me..." -> He huffed, trying his hardest to put up some brave little face. It wasn't working, not in the slightest. The ever so slight tremble in his voice gave that away. "A-And I'm not doing anything either! I'm just walking! So don't try to jail me or whatever!" -> Oh. He's getting defensive now. Typical Scripter whenever he was getting nervous.

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* Doombringer smiled. Actually smiled at Scripter. Probably for the first time in a while since the other got fired and became a wanted criminal. He was not known as the type to ever smile at criminals under any circumstance.

"I can still jail ya for a multitude other reasons, robot."

* It still wasn't. Why was it letting its guard down?

Its hand moved and its finger flicked Scripter's forehead. The action felt similar to what it would do when they were still co-workers.

"Wanderin' around in the broad daylight ain't very smart."

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"Can't really do much else."

-> He grumbled under his breath, an annoyed little clicking sound escaping from him as he's flicked. Ow! That hurt!

"Why... Why are you being so nice to me? It's weird!"

-> He didn't get this. Why didn't Doom jail him around? Why isn't he hanging over a pit of lava in some cage?

"Are you messing with me or something?!"

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"Wouldn't waste my own time."

* He is though. He himself doesn't even know why he's sparing Scripter, so he just gives a vague excuse.

"Day off, remember? Or is your memory failin'? Thought robots were supposed to have great memory."

"If ya really want tho', I can take you straight to the Banlands despite bein' on my day off."

[terminated-scripts]

"Right. Day off."

-> He shifted his wait, keeping his eyes glued on the MUCH bigger admin. Oh Nothing, he felt so intimidated right now.

"I guess... Thanks for sparing me. Even if it is your day off or whatever."

"And I am very smart thank you very much! You're just... Intimidating! So that's messing with my sensors and shit!"

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"Intimidatin'? Ya sure? Me bein' big 'n' tall messes with your sensors?"

* There he went, being his normal self. Letting his guard down. With a criminal of all people. His tail started moving subtly.

"Nearly everyone says I'm intimidatin'."

"I ain't gonna do anythin'. Unless ya go braggin' 'bout this to someone."

* It couldn't have Builderman knowing it's talking so casually with a wanted criminal. Especially because it was still allowed to ban exploiters and hackers on its day off. Good thing Scripter didn't know that.

[terminated-scripts]

"Have you seen yourself?" -> He scoffed, narrowing his eyes slightly as he stared up at the absolute colossal building of an admin. Doom's more... Relaxed and almost playful demeaner seemed to make him ease up a little. Just a little. "Or have you not found a mirror big enough to see all of you? Because I swear to Nothing you somehow got BIGGER since I last saw you! What the hell do they feed you?!" "...Also I wouldn't have anyone to brag to. Even if I wanted to."

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"I get fed very well thank you. I feed myself. I'm also a literal demon, what'd ya expect? We're supposed to be big."

"Would expect ya to have made some acquaintances or somethin' already. There's a network of exploiters we've been trynna catch."

* It subtly rolled its eyes at the memory. Sure, they'd caught a few of them, but they still had to catch the rest. Its tail started swaying more visibly as it suddenly went quiet.

"Ain'tcha afraid to be alone? I remember BM sayin' that as a warnin' to not go away from ya for long. Thought maybe you'd get someone by now."

[terminated-scripts]

-> He stood there silently, staring up at the absolute building of an admin. He opened his mouth for a moment, closing it right after. Nothing, he's going to embarrass himself. "You think anyone would want to be my friend?" -> Oh. "I'm used to being alone, Doom. I thought that was really fuckin' obvious since barely anyone liked me back in HQ."

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* The demon seemed. Fairly confused. It didn't expect Scripter to think that nearly no one had liked him.

"... Scripts, there were several Admins, includin' me, that liked bein' 'round ya. Not only one or three."

"... 'Fore the whole sparkle effect thing, I guess."

* His tail slowly stopped moving.

"None of us hated ya or disliked ya from the beginnin' tho'. At least I don't."

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"Yeah. Sure." -> Oh. He clearly didn't believe the warden, not in the fucking slightest did he believe that anyone could've liked him. Yes, he remembers one or two people liking him, or at least tolerating him, but nothing more than that. "You don't have to keep fucking lying to me, Doombringer. I'm a dirty criminal after all." -> He crosses his arms over his chest and looks away, kicking at the ground slightly. He looks so... Defeated.

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* Doom huffed, mildly exasperated. It was already difficult to say this as is. Admitting he liked - and still likes - a criminal feels so strange.

"You don't have to believe me, but it's the truth. C'mon, give it some thought. No one ever made any complaints against ya, did they?"

"Maybe you were insecure 'bout bein' the new guy 'n' all, but that didn't make us think less of ya, y'know?"

* Its posture had long since relaxed, its fingers twitching with the urge to place a hand on Scripter's shoulder.

"Listen, I'll stop buggin' ya 'bout this if you don't wanna talk of it. But I sure as hell ain't lettin' you think no one liked ya 'cause that's just not true."

[terminated-scripts]

-> He couldn't bring himself to look at the warden, his arms pressing tighter against his body. He really didn't believe the warden, but Doom's insistence was just making him want to pretend he believed him. "Alright. If you say so." -> He feels defeated, but he decided to put out some little mask to make himself look like he actually believed the warden, his tail idly swishing back and forth. "At least someone liked me!" -> Oh he's so bad at pretending. Scripter has never been good at hiding his emotions. Emotional little bug...

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* He sighed in mild frustration, tail lashing out behind him. Though he quickly tried to recompose himself in fear his display would make Scripter feel worse.

"Not jus' someone, multiple people. Scripts, if I gotta go back to the HQ 'n' ask everyone for a detailed description of everythin' they liked 'bout ya for you to believe me, I will."

* Why was it trying so hard to convince Scripter it liked him? There wasn't a... logical reason.

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-> He flinched back without thinking, his arms, still folded, moving upwards to block his face from what he was expecting to be some sort of angered swing at him. "Okay- Okay! Fine I believe you, Nothing!" -> His anxiety spiked, his eyes quickly shifting away from the other's form to lock onto something, anything else. "Why are you still insisting on this shit anyways? It's almost like you're trying to tell me that YOU like me."

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"I-"

* His voice got cut off. That got him. He didn't know what to say, he hadn't even realized what his brain was subconsciously trying to do.

"What do you-"

* He didn't have the courage to acknowledge that. Its wings twitched. Nothing, it needed to leave.

It took a step away from Scripter with full intent on walking away. Its cheeks were flushed under the helmet, its tail wagging- it was visibly flustered. When was the last time it was seen blushing?

[terminated-scripts]

"Well with how much you're insisting that people, which would include yourself, like me then it REALLY sounds like you're trying to tell ME that YOU like me too." -> He squints slightly, stepping towards the warden. "Do you like me or something, Doom? Is that what you're trying to tell me? Because I don't know how someone like you could like someone like me..."

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* He had absolutely no idea how to react. So he kinda just put his hand on Scripter's face and kept him at arm's length.

"I didn't- I didn't mean it like- like that."

* It was a terrible liar. Its body temperature started rising the more flustered it got.

[terminated-scripts]

"Then how did you mean it?" -> He pressed, stepping closer to the much taller admin, eyes... Narrowed? Technically? It was hard to tell with those weird little @ symbol eyes he has. "Because it REALLY sounds like you have some like. Feelings for me or whatever." "Prove me wrong."

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"Stop that."

* It wasn't denying that any further though. Nor pulling away. It just stood there, its tail wrapping around its own leg in a display of anxiousness.

"Jus' quit it, Scripts, this' u-unnecessary... I dunno what you're trynna do..."

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"Trying to get you to explain yourself." "Because you STILL haven't explained what you meant by that. You STILL haven't told me if you actually like me or not!" -> He's really insistent, eyes drilling holes into the warden's skull. "So tell me. Do you like me or something?"

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"Yes- I- like a friend."

* By how flustered he was, that was easily a lie. He was a mess.

"I didn't- ya misunderstood that on purpose..."

* Its wings closed tighter against its back, its hand moving away from Scripter as it took another step back again.

[terminated-scripts]

"Wow." -> He stepped back with a huff, his eyes locked on the warden. He didn't believe the other, not in the slightest and that was PAINFULLY obvious. Like. Painfully obvious. "Aren't wardens supposed to be honest or whatever? The least you could do is not lie straight to my face, Doom."

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"I'm not lyin'."

* It crossed its arms defensively, tail now lashing out behind it. He couldn't get his heart to slow down still.

He hated how he found the robot's face slightly cute.

"Now stop... doin' that."

[terminated-scripts]

* Getting a break from the Banlands was uncommon. Getting a break from the Banlands AND being able to spend more than 2 days with his son was even more uncommon. Still, it happened, and he was pretty satisfied. Now, he planned to be alone his 3rd and 4th day.

Keyword; planned.

It didn't plan to run into Scripter of all people. Neither did it plan to actually feel slightly relieved at seeing him okay.

"Scripter."

* That was all it said. It had a feeling Scripter hadn't noticed it.

Its tail swayed slowly behind it, one hand holding the Ban Hammer tightly. Sure, it was its day off, but better be safe than sorry.

- @the-scarlet-hammer [[more rps for my greedy roleplayer brain]]

-> Oh. -> Fuck. -> The former admin froze up the MOMENT he heard the warden's voice, his plug tail curling around his leg tightly without much thought. He's in trouble, isn't he? Nothing dammit what did he do. -> He turned, facing the MUCH larger admin with an awkward smile. "Heyyyyy Doom!"

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* Doombringer exhaled sharply through his nose, wings subconsciously closing behind him to make himself look less threatening. He didn't really mean to scare Scripter like that.

"... Doombringer."

"Not on duty right now, I'm not gonna smash your head in so don't look at me like that."

"What're you doin' out here? The others could see ya very easily. Not all of 'em are gonna be forgivin'."

* ... It didn't seem to be wanting to send Scripter to the Banlands anytime soon. Though it was on its day off, so maybe that was why.

[terminated-scripts]

"Haha. Right. Doombringer." -> His tail uncurled, hanging loosely between his legs. Nothing, this felt incredibly awkward. He's quite literally an escapee! Talking to the same warden that imprisoned him! "Didn't think you got days off... Gordon and Rombom holding down the fort for you?" -> He felt awkward mentioning old co-workers, even the ones he didn't really... Interact with much. He still knew them, but he was never close with them.

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"Yeah. BM said somethin' 'bout my mental health... I wasn't really listenin' to 'em."

* He stared at Scripter like he might just swing the hammer the next second. It really was just the face he gave to any criminal he saw, but pretending he didn't look hostile was hard.

"Ya didn't answer my question."

* It exhaled sharply through its nose, tail twitching.

"Scripter, you of all people should know better than to put yourself at risk by bein' out here like you're not a wanted criminal."

* And it was very confusing why it wasn't jailing the former Admin already.

[terminated-scripts]

"Haha! Builderman always looking out for the other admins... Always, isn't he?" -> He tensed again, his tail lifting up slightly as his brain malfunctioned a little. Nothing dammit, how is he supposed to answer this? He... Really isn't doing much by all means, just wondering around and trying to keep himself calm. "I'm... Just walking. Or whatever. I know I'm a wanted criminal, Doom. You don't need to keep reminding me..." -> He huffed, trying his hardest to put up some brave little face. It wasn't working, not in the slightest. The ever so slight tremble in his voice gave that away. "A-And I'm not doing anything either! I'm just walking! So don't try to jail me or whatever!" -> Oh. He's getting defensive now. Typical Scripter whenever he was getting nervous.

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* Doombringer smiled. Actually smiled at Scripter. Probably for the first time in a while since the other got fired and became a wanted criminal. He was not known as the type to ever smile at criminals under any circumstance.

"I can still jail ya for a multitude other reasons, robot."

* It still wasn't. Why was it letting its guard down?

Its hand moved and its finger flicked Scripter's forehead. The action felt similar to what it would do when they were still co-workers.

"Wanderin' around in the broad daylight ain't very smart."

[terminated-scripts]

"Can't really do much else."

-> He grumbled under his breath, an annoyed little clicking sound escaping from him as he's flicked. Ow! That hurt!

"Why... Why are you being so nice to me? It's weird!"

-> He didn't get this. Why didn't Doom jail him around? Why isn't he hanging over a pit of lava in some cage?

"Are you messing with me or something?!"

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"Wouldn't waste my own time."

* He is though. He himself doesn't even know why he's sparing Scripter, so he just gives a vague excuse.

"Day off, remember? Or is your memory failin'? Thought robots were supposed to have great memory."

"If ya really want tho', I can take you straight to the Banlands despite bein' on my day off."

[terminated-scripts]

"Right. Day off."

-> He shifted his wait, keeping his eyes glued on the MUCH bigger admin. Oh Nothing, he felt so intimidated right now.

"I guess... Thanks for sparing me. Even if it is your day off or whatever."

"And I am very smart thank you very much! You're just... Intimidating! So that's messing with my sensors and shit!"

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"Intimidatin'? Ya sure? Me bein' big 'n' tall messes with your sensors?"

* There he went, being his normal self. Letting his guard down. With a criminal of all people. His tail started moving subtly.

"Nearly everyone says I'm intimidatin'."

"I ain't gonna do anythin'. Unless ya go braggin' 'bout this to someone."

* It couldn't have Builderman knowing it's talking so casually with a wanted criminal. Especially because it was still allowed to ban exploiters and hackers on its day off. Good thing Scripter didn't know that.

[terminated-scripts]

"Have you seen yourself?" -> He scoffed, narrowing his eyes slightly as he stared up at the absolute colossal building of an admin. Doom's more... Relaxed and almost playful demeaner seemed to make him ease up a little. Just a little. "Or have you not found a mirror big enough to see all of you? Because I swear to Nothing you somehow got BIGGER since I last saw you! What the hell do they feed you?!" "...Also I wouldn't have anyone to brag to. Even if I wanted to."

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"I get fed very well thank you. I feed myself. I'm also a literal demon, what'd ya expect? We're supposed to be big."

"Would expect ya to have made some acquaintances or somethin' already. There's a network of exploiters we've been trynna catch."

* It subtly rolled its eyes at the memory. Sure, they'd caught a few of them, but they still had to catch the rest. Its tail started swaying more visibly as it suddenly went quiet.

"Ain'tcha afraid to be alone? I remember BM sayin' that as a warnin' to not go away from ya for long. Thought maybe you'd get someone by now."

[terminated-scripts]

-> He stood there silently, staring up at the absolute building of an admin. He opened his mouth for a moment, closing it right after. Nothing, he's going to embarrass himself. "You think anyone would want to be my friend?" -> Oh. "I'm used to being alone, Doom. I thought that was really fuckin' obvious since barely anyone liked me back in HQ."

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* The demon seemed. Fairly confused. It didn't expect Scripter to think that nearly no one had liked him.

"... Scripts, there were several Admins, includin' me, that liked bein' 'round ya. Not only one or three."

"... 'Fore the whole sparkle effect thing, I guess."

* His tail slowly stopped moving.

"None of us hated ya or disliked ya from the beginnin' tho'. At least I don't."

[terminated-scripts]

"Yeah. Sure." -> Oh. He clearly didn't believe the warden, not in the fucking slightest did he believe that anyone could've liked him. Yes, he remembers one or two people liking him, or at least tolerating him, but nothing more than that. "You don't have to keep fucking lying to me, Doombringer. I'm a dirty criminal after all." -> He crosses his arms over his chest and looks away, kicking at the ground slightly. He looks so... Defeated.

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* Doom huffed, mildly exasperated. It was already difficult to say this as is. Admitting he liked - and still likes - a criminal feels so strange.

"You don't have to believe me, but it's the truth. C'mon, give it some thought. No one ever made any complaints against ya, did they?"

"Maybe you were insecure 'bout bein' the new guy 'n' all, but that didn't make us think less of ya, y'know?"

* Its posture had long since relaxed, its fingers twitching with the urge to place a hand on Scripter's shoulder.

"Listen, I'll stop buggin' ya 'bout this if you don't wanna talk of it. But I sure as hell ain't lettin' you think no one liked ya 'cause that's just not true."

[terminated-scripts]

-> He couldn't bring himself to look at the warden, his arms pressing tighter against his body. He really didn't believe the warden, but Doom's insistence was just making him want to pretend he believed him. "Alright. If you say so." -> He feels defeated, but he decided to put out some little mask to make himself look like he actually believed the warden, his tail idly swishing back and forth. "At least someone liked me!" -> Oh he's so bad at pretending. Scripter has never been good at hiding his emotions. Emotional little bug...

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* He sighed in mild frustration, tail lashing out behind him. Though he quickly tried to recompose himself in fear his display would make Scripter feel worse.

"Not jus' someone, multiple people. Scripts, if I gotta go back to the HQ 'n' ask everyone for a detailed description of everythin' they liked 'bout ya for you to believe me, I will."

* Why was it trying so hard to convince Scripter it liked him? There wasn't a... logical reason.

[terminated-scripts]

-> He flinched back without thinking, his arms, still folded, moving upwards to block his face from what he was expecting to be some sort of angered swing at him. "Okay- Okay! Fine I believe you, Nothing!" -> His anxiety spiked, his eyes quickly shifting away from the other's form to lock onto something, anything else. "Why are you still insisting on this shit anyways? It's almost like you're trying to tell me that YOU like me."

[the-scarlet-hammer]

"I-"

* His voice got cut off. That got him. He didn't know what to say, he hadn't even realized what his brain was subconsciously trying to do.

"What do you-"

* He didn't have the courage to acknowledge that. Its wings twitched. Nothing, it needed to leave.

It took a step away from Scripter with full intent on walking away. Its cheeks were flushed under the helmet, its tail wagging- it was visibly flustered. When was the last time it was seen blushing?

[terminated-scripts]

"Well with how much you're insisting that people, which would include yourself, like me then it REALLY sounds like you're trying to tell ME that YOU like me too." -> He squints slightly, stepping towards the warden. "Do you like me or something, Doom? Is that what you're trying to tell me? Because I don't know how someone like you could like someone like me..."

[the-scarlet-hammer]

* He had absolutely no idea how to react. So he kinda just put his hand on Scripter's face and kept him at arm's length.

"I didn't- I didn't mean it like- like that."

* It was a terrible liar. Its body temperature started rising the more flustered it got.

[terminated-scripts]

"Then how did you mean it?" -> He pressed, stepping closer to the much taller admin, eyes... Narrowed? Technically? It was hard to tell with those weird little @ symbol eyes he has. "Because it REALLY sounds like you have some like. Feelings for me or whatever." "Prove me wrong."

[the-scarlet-hammer]

"Stop that."

* It wasn't denying that any further though. Nor pulling away. It just stood there, its tail wrapping around its own leg in a display of anxiousness.

"Jus' quit it, Scripts, this' u-unnecessary... I dunno what you're trynna do..."

[terminated-scripts]

"Trying to get you to explain yourself." "Because you STILL haven't explained what you meant by that. You STILL haven't told me if you actually like me or not!" -> He's really insistent, eyes drilling holes into the warden's skull. "So tell me. Do you like me or something?"

[the-scarlet-hammer]

"Yes- I- like a friend."

* By how flustered he was, that was easily a lie. He was a mess.

"I didn't- ya misunderstood that on purpose..."

* Its wings closed tighter against its back, its hand moving away from Scripter as it took another step back again.