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“I must hand it to you, ‘zombie’ is a new one, you troglodyte.”

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@themightyskeletor
⁙ ❝Z-zombie?!❞
“I must hand it to you, ‘zombie’ is a new one, you troglodyte.”
A bucket of meat - Loghain/Skeletor
@atonings
Skeletor was having an awful day through out Sector 3, keeping a hurried pace and trying his best not to make eye-socket contact with anyone. The people here were absolutely intimidating, and he was sure he’d seen at least 2 brandishing weapons. After bumping into a man and having a small altercation, Skeletor blasted him with energy and knocked him out, but this left him with only 2 more shots. He’d never make it to the train station. Then he spotted a potential hero.
“You! The meatsack in the rusty bucket armor!”, Skeletor shouted, running up to a man who appeared to be on the older side, even down to his attire. He stepped behind him, keeping a hand on his shoulder, using him as somewhat of a human shield. “Alright, you tower of sheet metal, I, the mighty Skeletor, am now recruiting you to take me to the nearest train station. You’ll be promised a position in Ultra Snake Mountain once it’s finished!”, Skeletor bargained, even though Ultra Snake Mountain was possibly years away. Either way, if this guy believed it, that would mean safety for now.
Of all the things he could have said. It just had to bet that, didn’t it? And, as usual, Josuke Higashikata went from 0 to 100 in an instant.
“Oi, bonehead.. What did you just say about my hair..?”
“Heh, Bonehead, good one. And I said it was stupid” Skeletor repeated himself. “Are your ears stupid too?”, Skeletor mocked, not quite knowing what he was in for. He had a bad habit of pissing off the wrong folks.
“But I DO think you’re a nice guy”
“I DO think you’re missing a chromosome, lady! I’m no nice guy! I’m the farthest from it!”
“My fashion sense is top notch, thank you very much.”
“If you call a pre-schooler top notch, then absolutely! And what is with that stupid hair?!”
‘You’re from Eternia too…?’
“Hmmmm... You don’t look like any Eternian I know... Believe me, I’d remember a face as ugly as yours”
Getting Boned - Skeletor/Sans
@saturdaynightfemur
Skeletor was surveying the ungodly Sector 2 once more, considering more and more investing into land there. It would be the perfect prefecture for Ultra Snake Mountain. It’s just like the original Snake Mountain, but with more snakes. The thought of how righteous it would be soothed Skeletor’s evil beating heart for a few moments, until he bumped into someone of course. His head was looking off the path, at his hopeful future spot for Ultra Snake Mountain above a disgusting pool of waste, when suddenly he collided with a much smaller being.
“Look here you dribbling idiot, watch your step or I’ll break your legs so you never step aga-”, Skeletor was cut short, seeing another brother by bone laying on the ground before him. “Good lord!”, Skeletor shouted, helping the small hoodie clad skeleton back up to his feet, which were wearing slippers. “My apologies, bone face. I too, am a bone face! I’m known as the MIGHTY SKELETOR!”, he shouted, raising his fake staff to the air as he pronounced his title. “May I ask your title, my skinless friend?”
Mockery - Skeletor/Sei
@c4ptiveprincess
Skeletor couldn’t believe his eye holes. While making a run through his retched town of Sector 4, he spotted what could possibly be the biggest insult to him and his lifestyle to date.
“Halt! I, the mighty Skeletor, demand that you take off that skeleton glove IMMEDIATELY! I won’t let such an honorable hand be worn with such a fashion disaster of an outfit!” Skeletor shouted, his anger hitting the roof. He just couldn’t stand the appropriation of skeletal style into fashion. It wasn’t right! He wasn’t born with this bony face and he didn’t think it was polite for others to make light of the skinless.
“ Do you really think so? I was always told it was quite charming.. “
“Oh, I know so. Whoever told you that you were charming is not to be trusted any longer, boy.”
(( mmmmm let’s get this second run going with an RP AD! capping at 5 likes, and they’ll range from small sentences to full starters, depending on how i feel. get to liking, flesh sacks! ))
“ Your face is a skull!!! “
“Your face is ugly!”
“I hope you meatbags enjoyed your time away from me, but I’ve returned for this city and all of the buffoons in it!”
“Bahumbug.”
【★】”Well, in my opinion, Christmas is a whole lot better than Halloween. Christmas has loads of cool shit, ya’ know, snow and presents and good food. Lots of lights and decorations– it’s pretty fuckin’ sick.”
“I’d imagine it’s pretty sick with how damn cold it’s getting around here! All of those things sound like they bring joy, and disgust me. Is there a way I could cancel Christmas?!”
【★】”Well, that’s not very Christmas spirit-y of ya’! Arson is not what Christmas is about!”
“Christmas! All I hear about is this damn Christmas! First Halloween, now this! What in the world are any of these ‘holidays’ anyway?!”
【★】”Okay, who wants to let me sit on their lap as I tell ya’ all I want for Christmas and my birthday, which ‘m gonna make sure no one forgets that it’s comin’ up soon.”
“Come anywhere near my lap, and I’ll set that feather duster of a head on fire.”
≡ = offering a place to stay overnight .
“My hood is wet and I am miserable. As long as I have a hinged door between us, I will accept your offer, you overzealous doof.”