ablueemulation replied to your post:No-one will ever miss you.
Wow that’s rude :T
Eh.
It’s true.
Doesn’t mean people need to go saying it and making you feel bad.
Kid, I've made a lot of people hate me.
This is pretty mild, really.

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ablueemulation replied to your post:No-one will ever miss you.
Wow that’s rude :T
Eh.
It’s true.
Doesn’t mean people need to go saying it and making you feel bad.
Kid, I've made a lot of people hate me.
This is pretty mild, really.
ablueemulation replied to your post:No-one will ever miss you.
Wow that’s rude :T
Eh.
It's true.
No-one will ever miss you.
... Yeah, I know.
...Think anyone misses us, Gos?
Arf.
Me either.
((He's trying SO HARD to look human. u.u))
canthaverockwithoutroll replied to your post:"Are... you okay, sir?"
"Oh! Uh, sorry… You’re name is Bass, r-right?"
"That's... ah... one of..." He trails off and pauses, then sighs. "'m tryin' to go incognito, did that not work?"
"Are... you okay, sir?"
"Sir?" He blinks, lifting his head to stare at.... is that Roll? "I'm not a sir."
"Gos... my head still hurts..."
"...Don't think anyone's even noticed we're gone, Gos..."
Of course not. He's been nothing but trouble since the day he came online. Forte sighs and hugs his knees, reaching out to scratch Gospel's head fondly.
"Least I've got you."
... Humans do a lot without ever doing a thing.
"Woof," Gospel countered, and moved closer, carrying something in his teeth, which he dropped at Star’s feet. "Oof." He didn’t have a link with Star, so he couldn’t communicate with him properly, but he could try and get his point across through other means - and the little bag he was holding might say more, if he could get the DWN to take it.
Star backed up again, looking a tad fearful. The last time he had run into Gospel he had been attacked. When the bag was dropped, he looked at it, and curiosity got the better of him.
Leaning over, he opened it, peeking inside— he made sure to keep an eye on Gospel, however.
Gospel made no move to attack, instead moving over to sit down, looking entirely uninterested in Star and what he was doing with the bag. He was only here to make sure Star got it; as soon as he was done, the canine was planning on leaving.
Inside the bag were two items. The first was a soft yellow plush star, with wings and a smiling face. The second item... was far less pleasant. It was a piece of yellow metal, with black along one edge - a piece of Forte's helmet fins, broken off from the rest.
"…I’m tired and lonely."
Huffs and flops over onto the ground.
Gospel approaches Star, but Forte is nowhere to be seen.
"Woof."
Star tensed, getting up and scrambling backwards, his eyes wide. He then narrowed them, baring his teeth. “You’re Forte’s dog…What’re you doing here?” He said this mostly to himself. “Go away.”
"Woof," Gospel countered, and moved closer, carrying something in his teeth, which he dropped at Star's feet. "Oof." He didn't have a link with Star, so he couldn't communicate with him properly, but he could try and get his point across through other means - and the little bag he was holding might say more, if he could get the DWN to take it.
"…I’m tired and lonely."
Huffs and flops over onto the ground.
Gospel approaches Star, but Forte is nowhere to be seen.
"Woof."
... The city's kind a nice when nobody notices you....
This is... pretty fittin' actually...
... No Gospel, we're not going back.
Ever.
What's it say about a guy if the only person' who'd care if he dies or vanishes is his dog?