Fluff

((Ask blog for Dreamer's Shrine characters!))

[totallymikenotfluff]

Its me, FLUFF , MIKE!

(Plus, anyone from Dreamers Shrine!)

He\it pronouns, Fluffs 24 years old, blah blah blah....

Heres some of the RULES!!!

-No NSFW (mod is a minor)

-Racism, homophobism, transphobism etc, DNI!!!

-Magic! Anons are allowed, just please don't spam them I'll pick and choose, you know!

-Having an OC interact is very very very gender of you and awesome.

(OOC: This is a Mike-sona ig man its funny stop judging me, also please please please interact I love being fluff he's so cutesy <3)

(Also, a warning here. Fluff is prone to anxiety attacks due to a bit of trauma from his childhood relating with his father, and the loss of his mother. Plus his torture arc, that left scars behind, that are occasionally mentioned.)

Characters you can ask, the ones in development, etc!

-Fluff, obviously.

-The Flufflings. There's 5: Azure, Citrus, Crimson, Lime, and Fuchsia.

-Tempus, The Prince of Time.

-Lux, the galaxy lamp, fated to burn everything down with them.

-Repairs Crew(Yit, Yet, Yot)

-The Starlilis, (Tempus's servants)

-Future Dreamers Shrine Characters.

Heights!

Tempus, 9'17 with the boots, 9'10 without boots

Fluff and the Flufflings shift between 4-5 feet tall, possibly 6 feet tall, depending on how much matter is added to them.

Lux, 5'15.

Yit and Yet, same height: 5'17. Yot, 5'01.

[totallymikenotfluff]

HEY YOU. THE BLOODY ONE. BLAHHHH IM GONNA LICK U 👅👅👅👅

Hey, you- stop that- I ain't food! Get off'a me, y' freak-

These anons sure do seem to like you, gore-freak.

Oh, shuddup, pompous bastard! Y' ain't gotta rub it in.

[totallymikenotfluff]

yo can i lick that creature

You? Lick me? I don't taste *good*, and you might burn your tongue.

[totallymikenotfluff]

(Somewhere else in the Inn, 4 alternate universe Fluffs had gaussian blurred into view.)

((Fell!Fluff = this text.))

((Monster!Fluff = this text.))

((Swap!Fluff = this text.))

((Yandere!Fluff = this text.))

((You can ask any of the AU!Fluffs listed above, until July 10th!))

[totallymikenotfluff]

*There's a creaking sound coming from tempus' room

What in the flying fuck was that? #3 and #4, go check it out. And make sure it's not a rat or something.

(Tempus waves a few Starlilis over to go investigate the noises as he reclines against his armchair, pouring himself a glass of battery acid, the vibrant green glowing liquid reflecting off it's edges.)

(He dismisses Fluff again, not bothering to continue the conversation he deems unworthy of his precious relaxation time.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*inside the room, there's nothing... except for a strange music box on the bed, playing by its own)

[totallymikenotfluff]

This thing is bothering me. #5, go....incinerate it, or something.

(The 5th Starlilis scrambles over to the bedside, careful as not to accidentally brush against it as they lean over, reaching for the music box)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the music stops playing...)

(*the hole in the upper side of the box opens, as a strange, weird looking clown)

(*The clown starts laughing at the starlilis)

(*it starts talking)

"TWERPUSS, TWERPUSS, CAN'T GET OFF HIS HIGH HORSE HAHAHAHAHAHAH"

(*the laughter fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

⭐#5: EEEEEEEEE, NEVERMIND, BOSSMAN! D-DEAL WITH IT YOURSELF!

(The fifth Starlilis glows a faint greenish yellow before fading away, assumeably gone now.)

(Tempus is overheating with irritation at being called anything other than his name.)

I-I-I-I-T-'S TEMPUS, GET IT RI-RI-RI-RIGHT, YOU SIMPLE, DIMWITTED, MORONIC, IDIOTIC-

(Tempus's inner fans strain under the intense heat of his rage, his screen flashing between off and on, seemingly glitching out.)

(Tempus continues to glitchily scream continually cursing out the clown....and proceeding to screech a couple not so family friendly slurs.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the clown toy still laughs at tempus)

(*before it stops...)

(*... suddenly, the clown toy open its mouth, and a giant, serpent tongue comes from and licks Tempus on his screen?, face?, whatever

[totallymikenotfluff]

(Tempus freezes, screen flickering off. He's silent for an awkward length of time)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*The Clown toy starts laughing. it's voice gets deeper as time passes)

(*suddenly, a hand catch the clown toy from its head, and pulls it up)

(*from the dark, Tempus can see a familiar face)

>TEMPUS

>HELLO, TEMPUS

>THE BROKEN PRINCE OF NOTHING KINGDOM

>screwthatkid.rar

>GUESS WHAT?

>YOUR SOUL IS...

>MINE

[totallymikenotfluff]

Wh-wh-wHo- Who even are you? BR-BRo-BrOKEN PRINCE?! EXCUSE YOU, I AM THE MOST HONORABLE OF-OF-O-OF MY A-N-Y OF YO-Yo-YOU!

I DON'T BR-BRE-A-BREAK, I CO-C-O-M-E BACK EVERYTIME, BETTER AN-AN-AN-A-ND BIGGER!

MY SOUL? I FUCKING DA-DAR-DARE YOU T-T-T-O-O-O.

(Seemingly he physically recoils to any blow to his inflated ego.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*a strange force holds tempus by his leg and drags him to his bedroom very quickly)

>LOOKS LIKE I GOT MYSELF ANOTHER SPOILED ROYAL FELLA IN MY HANDS

>WELL, DON'T COUNT YOUR CHANCES I GUESS

>AS FOR YOU, YOU CLEARLY NEVER APPRECIATED YOUR SAFETY, YOUR LIFE

>AND THAT'S WHAT I HATE MORE...

>YOU THINK YOU SO TOUGH AND MIGHTY, HUH?

(*Devoilz flaunt Tempus around the room, making him hit the walls, the closet, before making him stop)

>TENNA COULD'VE DO BETTER THAN YOU

>EXCEPT THAT WHEN FEEL SAD, THEY CRY THREE DAYS

>THE LEVEL OF "BUTT-HURT EGOS" IN YOU PEOPLE ARE SO INSANE

[totallymikenotfluff]

TH-TH-T-H-E ON-L-L-LY-LY PERSON WH-O-WHO CAN DO-DO-DO-DO-DO BETTER TH-THA-N-TH-N-THAN A PRINCE I-IS-IS A KI-KI-KIN-K-I-N-G OR QU-QUE-EE-EE-EE-EEN!

(The plastic at the back of Tempus's head AUDIBLY cracks upon contact with the wall, and his screen protector slides out, some kind of jet black liquid seeping from the crack.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

>YOU SAID IT

>THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN DO BETTER THAN A PRINCE IS A KING OR A QUEEN

>AND I AM A KING

>KING OF THE HELL

(*The floors beneath them cracks, revealing a burning hole, the screaming fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

(As the floors crack apart, it sends a few shelves to become unsteady and send the numerous clocks from different eras flying off the shelves.)

Sci-sCi-SCIENTIFICallY, hell is unproven to be real I DON'T FI-ND yOU VER-VER-VERY FUNNY RIGHT NO-Now-noW.

(Tempus, despite how damaged he got from impact alone, manages to push himself up, and snaps his fingers, cutting the lights in the room.)

(The room seems to get colder and colder....and colder...and colder. It feels like frostbite weather indoors.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*Devoilz laugh at Tempus)

>OHH PLEASE, AS IF YOU AND YOUR LITTLE SLAVES ARE EVEN REAL

>YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK ABOUT WHAT'S AND WHAT'S NOT

>YOUR MONEY, YOUR WEALTH, YOUR ROYALTY, ALL ARE FAKE

>JUST AS YOU

>YOU ARE THE FAKEST PERSON I'VE EVER SEEN

>I DON'T GIVE A HELL IF YOU FIND ME FUNNY OR NOT

>FOR CLEARLY, YOU SPOILED ONES REALLY LOVE TO SEE THE POOR PERISH AND SUCH

>HOW ABOUT SOME LIGHT?

>AND WARM OFF, PAL, YOUR DEAD BODY WOULD BE WAY COLDER...

(*the fire rises once more, almost burning the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

(The fire is causing light to dance across the walls, the room dimmed otherwise. The scent of smoke is creeping through the crack in the door.)

(The end of a hatchet seems to come through the other side of the wall. Ripped back through, and slammed back through the wall again.)

(Eventually, a square of wall has been cut out, and light beams through from the rest of the Inn. Into view comes Fluff, who had immediately jumped up at the smell of smoke.)

SIR, what the actual FUCK do you think you're doing?! I-I...I said I would deal with th-the situation myself! And you're FUCKING BURNING DOWN MY INN!

(He seems to deeply care more about the Inn's security rather than the fact that Devoilz is actively trying to kill Tempus.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*Devoilz, looking around the clearly flaming place, put on a goody smile)

>YOUR INN VERY GOOD TO ME

>I SAW HOW YOU HANDLED IT, YOU KEPT GOING, NEVER GOING BACK ON WHAT'S YOURS TO TAKE, ATTABOY

>NOW, IF YOU EXCUSE ME...

(*Devoilz then proceeds to grab Tempus by his leg, making him dangling)

[totallymikenotfluff]

DEVOILZ!

(Fluff throws himself at Devoilz, claws buried into the fabric of Devoilz clothing. His lightness managed to make him glide through the air, claws dragging down Devoilz side.)

I swear to the angel, if you drop Tempus down that fucking hole-

(Fluff's ears are flat against his head, his grip surprisingly steady. His tail is practically whipping back and forth.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*Devoilz is unfazed by that sudden change, if anything, he already knew it'll happen)

>DON'T WORRY, SON

>I'M NOT GONNA DROP HIM HERE

>besidesthatwouldmakeourtorturemethodslame.png

(*Devoilz stares at Tempus, giving him the dirty stare)

>GIVE IT TO ME...

[totallymikenotfluff]

(Fluff was stunned by being called 'son', and is now taking about 10 minutes to process this information.)

(However, Tempus, now dangling upside down, is repetitively struggling in indignation, screeching something incomprehensible due to how messed up his speaker is, caused by the humidity in the room.)

[totallymikenotfluff]

Yo yo yoiou can we get some DESIGNNNS 4 them au Fluffs?

((yeh sure ig man))

Swap!Fluff

((smug ass bastardman 😑😑😑))

Fell!Fluff

((yo btw a tw for this guys incessant scratching and skin picking. uh. #missinghalfanear))

Monster!Fluff

((i bet you didn't expect a centipede did you imma bet you expected it to be amalgamated fluff. well you're wrong. #centipedes))

Yandere!Fluff

((not too different from normal fluff, only difference would be the fact that he wears a button up and an eyepatch. not like, a pirate eyepatch, but like, a medical one. #cryingandclawingatyourdoor))

((human!fluff and lightner!fluff are currently unavailable tho))

[totallymikenotfluff]

*There's a creaking sound coming from tempus' room

What in the flying fuck was that? #3 and #4, go check it out. And make sure it's not a rat or something.

(Tempus waves a few Starlilis over to go investigate the noises as he reclines against his armchair, pouring himself a glass of battery acid, the vibrant green glowing liquid reflecting off it's edges.)

(He dismisses Fluff again, not bothering to continue the conversation he deems unworthy of his precious relaxation time.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*inside the room, there's nothing... except for a strange music box on the bed, playing by its own)

[totallymikenotfluff]

This thing is bothering me. #5, go....incinerate it, or something.

(The 5th Starlilis scrambles over to the bedside, careful as not to accidentally brush against it as they lean over, reaching for the music box)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the music stops playing...)

(*the hole in the upper side of the box opens, as a strange, weird looking clown)

(*The clown starts laughing at the starlilis)

(*it starts talking)

"TWERPUSS, TWERPUSS, CAN'T GET OFF HIS HIGH HORSE HAHAHAHAHAHAH"

(*the laughter fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

⭐#5: EEEEEEEEE, NEVERMIND, BOSSMAN! D-DEAL WITH IT YOURSELF!

(The fifth Starlilis glows a faint greenish yellow before fading away, assumeably gone now.)

(Tempus is overheating with irritation at being called anything other than his name.)

I-I-I-I-T-'S TEMPUS, GET IT RI-RI-RI-RIGHT, YOU SIMPLE, DIMWITTED, MORONIC, IDIOTIC-

(Tempus's inner fans strain under the intense heat of his rage, his screen flashing between off and on, seemingly glitching out.)

(Tempus continues to glitchily scream continually cursing out the clown....and proceeding to screech a couple not so family friendly slurs.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the clown toy still laughs at tempus)

(*before it stops...)

(*... suddenly, the clown toy open its mouth, and a giant, serpent tongue comes from and licks Tempus on his screen?, face?, whatever

[totallymikenotfluff]

(Tempus freezes, screen flickering off. He's silent for an awkward length of time)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*The Clown toy starts laughing. it's voice gets deeper as time passes)

(*suddenly, a hand catch the clown toy from its head, and pulls it up)

(*from the dark, Tempus can see a familiar face)

>TEMPUS

>HELLO, TEMPUS

>THE BROKEN PRINCE OF NOTHING KINGDOM

>screwthatkid.rar

>GUESS WHAT?

>YOUR SOUL IS...

>MINE

[totallymikenotfluff]

Wh-wh-wHo- Who even are you? BR-BRo-BrOKEN PRINCE?! EXCUSE YOU, I AM THE MOST HONORABLE OF-OF-O-OF MY A-N-Y OF YO-Yo-YOU!

I DON'T BR-BRE-A-BREAK, I CO-C-O-M-E BACK EVERYTIME, BETTER AN-AN-AN-A-ND BIGGER!

MY SOUL? I FUCKING DA-DAR-DARE YOU T-T-T-O-O-O.

(Seemingly he physically recoils to any blow to his inflated ego.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*a strange force holds tempus by his leg and drags him to his bedroom very quickly)

>LOOKS LIKE I GOT MYSELF ANOTHER SPOILED ROYAL FELLA IN MY HANDS

>WELL, DON'T COUNT YOUR CHANCES I GUESS

>AS FOR YOU, YOU CLEARLY NEVER APPRECIATED YOUR SAFETY, YOUR LIFE

>AND THAT'S WHAT I HATE MORE...

>YOU THINK YOU SO TOUGH AND MIGHTY, HUH?

(*Devoilz flaunt Tempus around the room, making him hit the walls, the closet, before making him stop)

>TENNA COULD'VE DO BETTER THAN YOU

>EXCEPT THAT WHEN FEEL SAD, THEY CRY THREE DAYS

>THE LEVEL OF "BUTT-HURT EGOS" IN YOU PEOPLE ARE SO INSANE

[totallymikenotfluff]

TH-TH-T-H-E ON-L-L-LY-LY PERSON WH-O-WHO CAN DO-DO-DO-DO-DO BETTER TH-THA-N-TH-N-THAN A PRINCE I-IS-IS A KI-KI-KIN-K-I-N-G OR QU-QUE-EE-EE-EE-EEN!

(The plastic at the back of Tempus's head AUDIBLY cracks upon contact with the wall, and his screen protector slides out, some kind of jet black liquid seeping from the crack.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

>YOU SAID IT

>THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN DO BETTER THAN A PRINCE IS A KING OR A QUEEN

>AND I AM A KING

>KING OF THE HELL

(*The floors beneath them cracks, revealing a burning hole, the screaming fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

(As the floors crack apart, it sends a few shelves to become unsteady and send the numerous clocks from different eras flying off the shelves.)

Sci-sCi-SCIENTIFICallY, hell is unproven to be real I DON'T FI-ND yOU VER-VER-VERY FUNNY RIGHT NO-Now-noW.

(Tempus, despite how damaged he got from impact alone, manages to push himself up, and snaps his fingers, cutting the lights in the room.)

(The room seems to get colder and colder....and colder...and colder. It feels like frostbite weather indoors.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*Devoilz laugh at Tempus)

>OHH PLEASE, AS IF YOU AND YOUR LITTLE SLAVES ARE EVEN REAL

>YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK ABOUT WHAT'S AND WHAT'S NOT

>YOUR MONEY, YOUR WEALTH, YOUR ROYALTY, ALL ARE FAKE

>JUST AS YOU

>YOU ARE THE FAKEST PERSON I'VE EVER SEEN

>I DON'T GIVE A HELL IF YOU FIND ME FUNNY OR NOT

>FOR CLEARLY, YOU SPOILED ONES REALLY LOVE TO SEE THE POOR PERISH AND SUCH

>HOW ABOUT SOME LIGHT?

>AND WARM OFF, PAL, YOUR DEAD BODY WOULD BE WAY COLDER...

(*the fire rises once more, almost burning the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

(The fire is causing light to dance across the walls, the room dimmed otherwise. The scent of smoke is creeping through the crack in the door.)

(The end of a hatchet seems to come through the other side of the wall. Ripped back through, and slammed back through the wall again.)

(Eventually, a square of wall has been cut out, and light beams through from the rest of the Inn. Into view comes Fluff, who had immediately jumped up at the smell of smoke.)

SIR, what the actual FUCK do you think you're doing?! I-I...I said I would deal with th-the situation myself! And you're FUCKING BURNING DOWN MY INN!

(He seems to deeply care more about the Inn's security rather than the fact that Devoilz is actively trying to kill Tempus.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*Devoilz, looking around the clearly flaming place, put on a goody smile)

>YOUR INN VERY GOOD TO ME

>I SAW HOW YOU HANDLED IT, YOU KEPT GOING, NEVER GOING BACK ON WHAT'S YOURS TO TAKE, ATTABOY

>NOW, IF YOU EXCUSE ME...

(*Devoilz then proceeds to grab Tempus by his leg, making him dangling)

[totallymikenotfluff]

DEVOILZ!

(Fluff throws himself at Devoilz, claws buried into the fabric of Devoilz clothing. His lightness managed to make him glide through the air, claws dragging down Devoilz side.)

I swear to the angel, if you drop Tempus down that fucking hole-

(Fluff's ears are flat against his head, his grip surprisingly steady. His tail is practically whipping back and forth.)

[totallymikenotfluff]

*There's a creaking sound coming from tempus' room

What in the flying fuck was that? #3 and #4, go check it out. And make sure it's not a rat or something.

(Tempus waves a few Starlilis over to go investigate the noises as he reclines against his armchair, pouring himself a glass of battery acid, the vibrant green glowing liquid reflecting off it's edges.)

(He dismisses Fluff again, not bothering to continue the conversation he deems unworthy of his precious relaxation time.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*inside the room, there's nothing... except for a strange music box on the bed, playing by its own)

[totallymikenotfluff]

This thing is bothering me. #5, go....incinerate it, or something.

(The 5th Starlilis scrambles over to the bedside, careful as not to accidentally brush against it as they lean over, reaching for the music box)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the music stops playing...)

(*the hole in the upper side of the box opens, as a strange, weird looking clown)

(*The clown starts laughing at the starlilis)

(*it starts talking)

"TWERPUSS, TWERPUSS, CAN'T GET OFF HIS HIGH HORSE HAHAHAHAHAHAH"

(*the laughter fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

⭐#5: EEEEEEEEE, NEVERMIND, BOSSMAN! D-DEAL WITH IT YOURSELF!

(The fifth Starlilis glows a faint greenish yellow before fading away, assumeably gone now.)

(Tempus is overheating with irritation at being called anything other than his name.)

I-I-I-I-T-'S TEMPUS, GET IT RI-RI-RI-RIGHT, YOU SIMPLE, DIMWITTED, MORONIC, IDIOTIC-

(Tempus's inner fans strain under the intense heat of his rage, his screen flashing between off and on, seemingly glitching out.)

(Tempus continues to glitchily scream continually cursing out the clown....and proceeding to screech a couple not so family friendly slurs.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the clown toy still laughs at tempus)

(*before it stops...)

(*... suddenly, the clown toy open its mouth, and a giant, serpent tongue comes from and licks Tempus on his screen?, face?, whatever

[totallymikenotfluff]

(Tempus freezes, screen flickering off. He's silent for an awkward length of time)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*The Clown toy starts laughing. it's voice gets deeper as time passes)

(*suddenly, a hand catch the clown toy from its head, and pulls it up)

(*from the dark, Tempus can see a familiar face)

>TEMPUS

>HELLO, TEMPUS

>THE BROKEN PRINCE OF NOTHING KINGDOM

>screwthatkid.rar

>GUESS WHAT?

>YOUR SOUL IS...

>MINE

[totallymikenotfluff]

Wh-wh-wHo- Who even are you? BR-BRo-BrOKEN PRINCE?! EXCUSE YOU, I AM THE MOST HONORABLE OF-OF-O-OF MY A-N-Y OF YO-Yo-YOU!

I DON'T BR-BRE-A-BREAK, I CO-C-O-M-E BACK EVERYTIME, BETTER AN-AN-AN-A-ND BIGGER!

MY SOUL? I FUCKING DA-DAR-DARE YOU T-T-T-O-O-O.

(Seemingly he physically recoils to any blow to his inflated ego.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*a strange force holds tempus by his leg and drags him to his bedroom very quickly)

>LOOKS LIKE I GOT MYSELF ANOTHER SPOILED ROYAL FELLA IN MY HANDS

>WELL, DON'T COUNT YOUR CHANCES I GUESS

>AS FOR YOU, YOU CLEARLY NEVER APPRECIATED YOUR SAFETY, YOUR LIFE

>AND THAT'S WHAT I HATE MORE...

>YOU THINK YOU SO TOUGH AND MIGHTY, HUH?

(*Devoilz flaunt Tempus around the room, making him hit the walls, the closet, before making him stop)

>TENNA COULD'VE DO BETTER THAN YOU

>EXCEPT THAT WHEN FEEL SAD, THEY CRY THREE DAYS

>THE LEVEL OF "BUTT-HURT EGOS" IN YOU PEOPLE ARE SO INSANE

[totallymikenotfluff]

TH-TH-T-H-E ON-L-L-LY-LY PERSON WH-O-WHO CAN DO-DO-DO-DO-DO BETTER TH-THA-N-TH-N-THAN A PRINCE I-IS-IS A KI-KI-KIN-K-I-N-G OR QU-QUE-EE-EE-EE-EEN!

(The plastic at the back of Tempus's head AUDIBLY cracks upon contact with the wall, and his screen protector slides out, some kind of jet black liquid seeping from the crack.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

>YOU SAID IT

>THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN DO BETTER THAN A PRINCE IS A KING OR A QUEEN

>AND I AM A KING

>KING OF THE HELL

(*The floors beneath them cracks, revealing a burning hole, the screaming fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

(As the floors crack apart, it sends a few shelves to become unsteady and send the numerous clocks from different eras flying off the shelves.)

Sci-sCi-SCIENTIFICallY, hell is unproven to be real I DON'T FI-ND yOU VER-VER-VERY FUNNY RIGHT NO-Now-noW.

(Tempus, despite how damaged he got from impact alone, manages to push himself up, and snaps his fingers, cutting the lights in the room.)

(The room seems to get colder and colder....and colder...and colder. It feels like frostbite weather indoors.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*Devoilz laugh at Tempus)

>OHH PLEASE, AS IF YOU AND YOUR LITTLE SLAVES ARE EVEN REAL

>YOU HAVE NO ROOM TO TALK ABOUT WHAT'S AND WHAT'S NOT

>YOUR MONEY, YOUR WEALTH, YOUR ROYALTY, ALL ARE FAKE

>JUST AS YOU

>YOU ARE THE FAKEST PERSON I'VE EVER SEEN

>I DON'T GIVE A HELL IF YOU FIND ME FUNNY OR NOT

>FOR CLEARLY, YOU SPOILED ONES REALLY LOVE TO SEE THE POOR PERISH AND SUCH

>HOW ABOUT SOME LIGHT?

>AND WARM OFF, PAL, YOUR DEAD BODY WOULD BE WAY COLDER...

(*the fire rises once more, almost burning the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

(The fire is causing light to dance across the walls, the room dimmed otherwise. The scent of smoke is creeping through the crack in the door.)

(The end of a hatchet seems to come through the other side of the wall. Ripped back through, and slammed back through the wall again.)

(Eventually, a square of wall has been cut out, and light beams through from the rest of the Inn. Into view comes Fluff, who had immediately jumped up at the smell of smoke.)

SIR, what the actual FUCK do you think you're doing?! I-I...I said I would deal with th-the situation myself! And you're FUCKING BURNING DOWN MY INN!

(He seems to deeply care more about the Inn's security rather than the fact that Devoilz is actively trying to kill Tempus.)

[totallymikenotfluff]

Aw man so no lust!fluff 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺👉👈👉👈👉👈👉👈👉👈

(no anon freakster. no lust!fluff.)

[totallymikenotfluff]

*There's a creaking sound coming from tempus' room

What in the flying fuck was that? #3 and #4, go check it out. And make sure it's not a rat or something.

(Tempus waves a few Starlilis over to go investigate the noises as he reclines against his armchair, pouring himself a glass of battery acid, the vibrant green glowing liquid reflecting off it's edges.)

(He dismisses Fluff again, not bothering to continue the conversation he deems unworthy of his precious relaxation time.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*inside the room, there's nothing... except for a strange music box on the bed, playing by its own)

[totallymikenotfluff]

This thing is bothering me. #5, go....incinerate it, or something.

(The 5th Starlilis scrambles over to the bedside, careful as not to accidentally brush against it as they lean over, reaching for the music box)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the music stops playing...)

(*the hole in the upper side of the box opens, as a strange, weird looking clown)

(*The clown starts laughing at the starlilis)

(*it starts talking)

"TWERPUSS, TWERPUSS, CAN'T GET OFF HIS HIGH HORSE HAHAHAHAHAHAH"

(*the laughter fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

⭐#5: EEEEEEEEE, NEVERMIND, BOSSMAN! D-DEAL WITH IT YOURSELF!

(The fifth Starlilis glows a faint greenish yellow before fading away, assumeably gone now.)

(Tempus is overheating with irritation at being called anything other than his name.)

I-I-I-I-T-'S TEMPUS, GET IT RI-RI-RI-RIGHT, YOU SIMPLE, DIMWITTED, MORONIC, IDIOTIC-

(Tempus's inner fans strain under the intense heat of his rage, his screen flashing between off and on, seemingly glitching out.)

(Tempus continues to glitchily scream continually cursing out the clown....and proceeding to screech a couple not so family friendly slurs.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*the clown toy still laughs at tempus)

(*before it stops...)

(*... suddenly, the clown toy open its mouth, and a giant, serpent tongue comes from and licks Tempus on his screen?, face?, whatever

[totallymikenotfluff]

(Tempus freezes, screen flickering off. He's silent for an awkward length of time)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*The Clown toy starts laughing. it's voice gets deeper as time passes)

(*suddenly, a hand catch the clown toy from its head, and pulls it up)

(*from the dark, Tempus can see a familiar face)

>TEMPUS

>HELLO, TEMPUS

>THE BROKEN PRINCE OF NOTHING KINGDOM

>screwthatkid.rar

>GUESS WHAT?

>YOUR SOUL IS...

>MINE

[totallymikenotfluff]

Wh-wh-wHo- Who even are you? BR-BRo-BrOKEN PRINCE?! EXCUSE YOU, I AM THE MOST HONORABLE OF-OF-O-OF MY A-N-Y OF YO-Yo-YOU!

I DON'T BR-BRE-A-BREAK, I CO-C-O-M-E BACK EVERYTIME, BETTER AN-AN-AN-A-ND BIGGER!

MY SOUL? I FUCKING DA-DAR-DARE YOU T-T-T-O-O-O.

(Seemingly he physically recoils to any blow to his inflated ego.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

(*a strange force holds tempus by his leg and drags him to his bedroom very quickly)

>LOOKS LIKE I GOT MYSELF ANOTHER SPOILED ROYAL FELLA IN MY HANDS

>WELL, DON'T COUNT YOUR CHANCES I GUESS

>AS FOR YOU, YOU CLEARLY NEVER APPRECIATED YOUR SAFETY, YOUR LIFE

>AND THAT'S WHAT I HATE MORE...

>YOU THINK YOU SO TOUGH AND MIGHTY, HUH?

(*Devoilz flaunt Tempus around the room, making him hit the walls, the closet, before making him stop)

>TENNA COULD'VE DO BETTER THAN YOU

>EXCEPT THAT WHEN FEEL SAD, THEY CRY THREE DAYS

>THE LEVEL OF "BUTT-HURT EGOS" IN YOU PEOPLE ARE SO INSANE

[totallymikenotfluff]

TH-TH-T-H-E ON-L-L-LY-LY PERSON WH-O-WHO CAN DO-DO-DO-DO-DO BETTER TH-THA-N-TH-N-THAN A PRINCE I-IS-IS A KI-KI-KIN-K-I-N-G OR QU-QUE-EE-EE-EE-EEN!

(The plastic at the back of Tempus's head AUDIBLY cracks upon contact with the wall, and his screen protector slides out, some kind of jet black liquid seeping from the crack.)

[thedevilwannabe1998]

>YOU SAID IT

>THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN DO BETTER THAN A PRINCE IS A KING OR A QUEEN

>AND I AM A KING

>KING OF THE HELL

(*The floors beneath them cracks, revealing a burning hole, the screaming fills the room)

[totallymikenotfluff]

(As the floors crack apart, it sends a few shelves to become unsteady and send the numerous clocks from different eras flying off the shelves.)

Sci-sCi-SCIENTIFICallY, hell is unproven to be real I DON'T FI-ND yOU VER-VER-VERY FUNNY RIGHT NO-Now-noW.

(Tempus, despite how damaged he got from impact alone, manages to push himself up, and snaps his fingers, cutting the lights in the room.)

(The room seems to get colder and colder....and colder...and colder. It feels like frostbite weather indoors.)

[totallymikenotfluff]

((nevermind make that the ANY AU!FLUFF EVENT))

[totallymikenotfluff]

((for clarification, this includes swap!fluff, fell!fluff, monster!fluff, yandere!fluff, lightner!fluff, featurrrrrrriiiiiiiinggggg....))

((drumroll please....🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁))

((human!fluff!!!))

[totallymikenotfluff]

((nevermind make that the ANY AU!FLUFF EVENT))

[totallymikenotfluff]

((okay actually its an event now yandere!fluff event ig))

[totallymikenotfluff]

WAIT MOD FOR CLARIFICATION I MEAN LIKE AN 'X READER' COMIC 🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭👉👈

((alright....freakster.))

[totallymikenotfluff]

((chat nvm break over))

[totallymikenotfluff]

Oooooooooooooo gimme a comic please mod 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

((on it boss *salutes and dies*))

[totallymikenotfluff]

WAIT TEMPUSES BOOTS ADD A WHOLE 7 INCHES TO HIS HEIGHT????

((yes, actually! tempus feels the need to literally tower over most anyone in the room, and he actually feels personally offended when someone is taller than him. in the light world, he's actually on the highest shelf in the room.))