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{{WOW IM TRASH AND STILL WITHOUT MY LAPTOP BECAUSE THE BACK PIECE WE ORDERED 2 MONTHS AGO IS STILL OUT OF STOCK I APOLOGIZE TO MY CURRENT THREAD HOLDERS, AND I APOLOGIZE TO THOSE WHO HAVE I HAVE PLOTTED WITH BEFORE THIS HAPPENED IM’D ME, INBOXED ME, OR EVEN MENTIONED ME. IM STILL DOWN AND OUT BUT SOON!!
{{ with that done, I just wanna say TO EVERYONE I DID FOLLOW BACK, Y’ALL SHOULD HMU BECAUSE DANG I SAW SOME COOL ASS OCS AND AUS
{{WOW IM TRASH AND STILL WITHOUT MY LAPTOP BECAUSE THE BACK PIECE WE ORDERED 2 MONTHS AGO IS STILL OUT OF STOCK I APOLOGIZE TO MY CURRENT THREAD HOLDERS, AND I APOLOGIZE TO THOSE WHO HAVE I HAVE PLOTTED WITH BEFORE THIS HAPPENED IM’D ME, INBOXED ME, OR EVEN MENTIONED ME. IM STILL DOWN AND OUT BUT SOON!!
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[Naiya had been on her way to her Snowdin post. She hardly ever was stationed there, but she had learned to be prepared just in case, setting aside a sweater and long pants ahead of time to wear under her armor. And even some toeless socks for her feet. Perhaps this work day would be a little warmer that it had been in the past. Maybe she would grab a coffee on the way back.]
[Then her lavender eyes noticed movement in the trees. She turned her head, her ears flicking behind her horned helmet. There was… a butterfly? A really big butterfly in the tree? No no, butterflies didn’t have the fuzzy antenna she recalled. It was a moth.]
*Uh hey up there! Everything alright, friend?
[Thud. The sound of a moth falling face first into the snow. Initially the swaying to make glitter catch her eyes already made her rather dizzy. Now pair that with a sudden surprise, the already lack of balance and a usual clumsy nature to boot, to equal that of the now snow eating monster.]
[’Everything alright, friend?’ swirled around her head in an echoed manner as Dezen popped her head out of the snow. Ruining that areas perfect sheen.]
*Oh- Yeah I’m ...
*.. Good!
[Between the stars swirling around her mind and the cold shock soaking into her jacket it was hard to focus on answering. Bug monsters, unfortunately most with these sad exteriors didn’t make for graceful acceptances of pain.]
Mommy Issues
“I…. had two siblings. Both younger than me.” Nero’s words grew hesitant as the conversation creeped onto sensitive grounds. Best friends they may be, but there were things she still didn’t like talking about. Her family being the number one topic. Especially with how conservative the modern era became with family concerns.
“What about you Dez? Any cute little brothers or sisters I should be aware of? Hm? Any other small moth children that are running around Snowdin?” It was a weak segue but Nero was willing to take anything to move the focus off of her.
“Or maybe an older sibling. Dezen, did you ever have an older sibling that ruffled your hair when you were young?”
[Suddenly the target was on her forehead. And Nero no doubt had good aim. The usual grin held shifted to crooked in no time. Not that it was an untouchable topic.. No. Not that she would admit, but it was kin to that of a fresh root canal.]
*Well.. Sorta.
[Placing down the kettle, and throwing back the tea carelessly as if to pretend it was a hard drink, no doubt the thought alone needed something stronger to make it not so daunting a thought.]
*Three... I think. Grew up an only child so no older sibling ruffles. *...But last month I found out I had a little brother. Five now, and two weeks ago that I also had a little sister. Shes four, and another brother who is two. So its hard to really consider them.. family ya’know? Maybe step siblings are just like that...
[It felt weird to say out loud at all. It didn’t feel like the truth even if it was. A disturbing feeling this honesty, so much so she wanted to blurt out a “just kidding!~” She could feel her mouth pull into a smile and open to do just that. But stopped herself. Nero didn’t deserve a lie.]
*They all live in the city. Believe it or not Snowdin isn’t all too forgiving to summer time bug monsters.
Like a moth to a light
“My fian…? Oh! Uh.”
It seems they hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
“She.. we were… I…” They stuttered for a moment, flustered. There was a brief moment of silence before they sighed.
“Yes, she… passed a long time ago during the war. In the normal way! I heard it was somewhat peaceful at least… unlike…” Lumi paused as their words took a almost hollow tone. “I’m surprised I even still think of her that way, as I left her on some… choice words.”
After a moment they laughed, or perhaps sobbed. Who could tell without a face to gauge.
“I definitely loved her though. My dear Calandra. I was probably about your age… no, maybe a bit younger even, when we met. The most beautiful monster I had ever seen. Still possibly the most beautiful I have ever seen…”
“Sorry, I’m probably boring you with my sob story. It’s nice to reminisce a bit, occasionally.”
[The initial Oh and Uh to their realization pained her heart. The following did not make it much easier either. Turning a downward gaze, staring long and hard into the snow. Only listening to the attempted recovery the ghost before her made.]
[Love really must have hurt a lot.]
*My mother was never a romantic type, sometimes the way she acted I didn’t believe she had a heart! Heh.. But without a doubt, the way she used to speak about my father made it somewhat clear a part of her always would love him.
*She’d even justify it as ridiculous to talk about, and ignore the topic. But I think its just because she didn’t want to acknowledge how much she still did long after.
[Turning to look at her lamp-shaded company again, weakly smiling at them in hopes to found some sort of understanding.]
*You’re not boring me Lumi. But if it hurts to talk about I get it... Not personally, but from a certain stand point. But if you want to, go right ahead, learning about people is the best way to friendship right?
Free smiled at the girl. Perhaps she already knew how to play. He shifted he seat over a few inches and patted the spot next to him. While Candela loved to teach in general, he loved teaching music. Allowing people to express themselves through the notes and sounds they could play was his life. So, every opportunity he could jam with someone else, he would take it.
“No worries. Do ya’ know how t’play? If so, I’ve got my harmonica. You can strum n’ I can HARMONIZE.”
Free pulled off his guitar and held it out to her.
“And if not, I can teach ya’. I’m Free style, by the by. It’s a pleasure t’ meet another music lover - especially one so cute.”
[With a few quick hops over Dezen plopped a seat down next to the skeleton. Carefully taking the neck of the instrument into a set of hands. It was worn, but not in the same way her own was. Almost like a completely different feel yet all and all it was the same musical device.]
[With a quick strum of the cords and a stroke of the strings, feeling this strangers item as if familiarizing herself with an old friend. It felt like it was tuned at that, already it was beginning to get more and more exciting!]
[She perked up a grin with a happy reply aimed at her new musical acquaintance.]
*Yes please! I don’t think I’ve ever known something quite like what you’ve played! What was it?
- .-. .- ... ....
At least he was listening to her, not that he was remotely happy about it, oh wait when was he ever happy about anything. Syn crossing his arms and glaring daggers at her while she dings out the little messages.
Now it was all very clear this was all a huge misunderstanding. It was to late to back down and forgive her, he didn’t want to seem like a push over or.. seem like he was nice. Syn almost disgusted at the thought of someone thinking he was actually nice.
-. — .. -.. — -. .—-. - -.-. .- .-…-.-.-
If he wasn’t looking angry now and then, the robot scoffing every now and then as the messages translate out to him.
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Syn rolls his eyes. What could of been so important to her.
-.-. .- -. -.– — ..- …. ..- .-. .-. -.– ..- .–. .- -. -.. .-.…- …- . ..–..
[They asked about the possession she once had, yet they also asked her to leave. It seemed a bit conflicting, perhaps she was over thinking it but they didn’t seem to mind too much her rummaging around more thankfully.]
* -- -.-- / - .-. . .- ... ..- .-. . / .-- .- ... / .- / .-.. .. - - .-.. . .-.-.- .-.-.- .-.-.- / - .... .. -. --. ..--..
[How informative. In all honesty she did not know exactly what she had found back then. Only that it was entertaining to bring with her.]
* .. - / .-- .- ... / .- / ... .... .. -. -.-- / -- . - .- .-.. / -.-. .- -. / - .... .. -. --. / .-- .. - .... / .- / .... --- .-.. -.. -.-- / ... - .. -.-. -.- / .- - - .- -.-. .... . -.. / - --- / .. - .-.-.- * .. / - .... .. -. -.- / - .... . .-. . / ..- ... . -.. / - --- / -... . / .- / .--. .. -.-. - ..- .-. . / --- -. / .. - / .- - / ... --- -- . / .--. --- .. -. - --..-- / -.-. ..- --.. / - .... . / . -.. --. . ... / .- .-. . / .- .-.. .-.. / -.-. --- ...- . .-. . -.. / .. -. / - .... .. ... / .--. .-. . - - -.-- / .-. .. -... -... --- -. / .-.. .. -.- . / .. - / .-- .- ... / ... ..- .--. .--. --- ... . / - --- / -- .- - -.-. .... / ... --- -- . - .... .. -. --. .-.-.- * .- -. -.. / .- -. -.-- / - .. -- . / -.-- --- ..- .----. -.. / ... .... .- -.- . / .. - --..-- / .. - / .-- --- ..- .-.. -.. / -- .- -.- . / - .... . ... . / .-- . .. .-. -.. / ...- .. -... .-. .- - .. --- -. ... / .- -. -.. / ... --- ..- -. -.. ... / . ...- . -. / .- ..-. - . .-. / -.-- --- ..- / ... - --- .--. .--. . -.. / -- --- ...- .. -. --. / .. - .-.-.- / .... --- .-- / -.-. --- --- .-.. / .-. .. --. .... - ..--..
[Little did the Moth know what she was describing was that of a babies toy like rattle that moo’d when shaken. A silly thing to have.]
*Ah- I actually forgot to ask if you can understand me speaking- [Because after slamming her finger against that poor bell so many times she no doubt felt a bit of regret not asking sooner.]
; y’all need ta chill ; that’s a total lie. ; what isn’t a total lie is the art give-away i said i would do when this blog hit 50 followers - and son it hit 51 FOLLOWERS HOLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ; so long story short likes/reblogs count, but only one really counts for organization purposes so u can like or reblog - it’s whatevs. but u gotta do that to enter. ; this will go on until the 29th of December!! then i will chose one follower @ random to receive a painted bust/torso, and two followers for a little sketchy doodle. ; i’m not gonna post examples bc i’m pretty sure you guys are familiar w/ my art tag??? that’s kind of rude of me to assume but alas i am lazy and here’s my art tag so u guys can decide on whether or not u really want to enter ; go wild !!!! and i’ll be sure to do this again every 50 followers or so!!!!
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[The cut of a diamond or stone which allowed more light to shine in and reflect in a dazzling display. “Brilliant” was its name, a trivial piece of knowledge to have. In fact, it was the only thing her brain managed to retain when it came to sparkling rocks. The thought lingered wistfully in her mind as she sat there staring into the snow.]
[Snowdin, not a place for summer time bug monsters that was for sure. The only glimmer of hope found in the rough cold, was the very snow itself. Sometimes it was powdery and soft, crumbling if one tried to form a structure with it. Other times it was harsh and firm, perfect to have a snowball fight in or drizzle syrup onto. But her favorite by far had to be fragile mist that froze bits together. Creating a surface that looked like a sea of diamonds before her.] [Distracting as it was, luckily it was her day off. Which is why the moth had been sitting atop the back of a bench idly loitering. Just swaying her head from side to side to keep the flow of pale shimmers consistent to her eyes. Perhaps she was too entranced in her odd behavior to even realize that there were people around...]
{{So my other laptop is still out and this one does not have xkit yet. So i will be replying tonight, however I will be getting xkit tomorrow so i can cut them then. But since I really have muse Im going to post an open in a second! But know my muse is kicking so I should be more active! thank you patient partners!
* Despite the lack of light * She always seems to glow.
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{{WHOOP IF YOURE NOT BLACKLISTING MY OOC TAG NOW IS THE TIME. sorry i gotta make this post but the screen literally fell off my other laptop i have everything on. not that i use icons or really anything like that here but I really need to get that fixed since the one im using now i strictly keep for games and it would take forever to get everything on here... aside from that wifi has been out a lot cuz weather so thats another reason ive been up in the air, but hey its a holiday week so by the time that all clears up i should be good! i wont be attempting drafts but ive got em’ dont worry! So I’ll see you in about a week!
{{*SCREAMS* CUTTLEFISH OC CUTTLEFISH OC IM ALREADY IN LOVE WITH NERINE OH MY GOD IM GUNNA KICK YOUR DOOR DOWN TO PLOT MUN
; heCK YEAH HECK YEAH HECK YEAH
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*Spindle sighed. He really never had that kind of reaction from someone before, but he understood why. He DID eat moths. Just….not the monster moths.
Look, you don’t have to lie, ya know? I’m kinda…uhm….
*Spindle didn’t like talking about his private life with strangers, but he felt it may make the moth less stressed out about him.
I’m actually….seeing someone….who’s a moth, so you can relax? I don’t bite, I promise~!
Are you still down for tea? Don’t worry about your place being a mess, so is mine, honestly.
[Well... At least he didn’t seem to mind... The lie and the fact she probably had a serious mess on her hands. It was reassuring to know regardless of what they were.]
*Of course! Oh man! I can even teach you a recipe I bet!
[Wiggling the flowers in her hand around, that previous deadfish look passing over back into the excitement of new company. Flourishing verve once more over something as simple as tea.]
*Dude, I bet they would love something like this! I dunno how well spiders know their nectar, but by the end of this you’ll probably shock them with how good you can make them a treat!!!
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There was trash scattered everywhere, lots of little bits crunched under his feet now. It takes awhile of stomping around in the trash, but he slowly stops pacing. He’d just been hoping the other would just leave during his angry tirade. Yes, she was still standing there, what more could the moth want? She’d already invaded his space, and put her grubby hands on him.
She was using morse code, but why? He processes the message, it quickly translating out in his head. The message at least distracting him enough to stop his enraged shouting.
With a heavy and frustrated sounding sigh, he clicks back a message to her in morse code.
.. / … .- .. -.. / .- .-. . / -.– — ..- / -.-. .- .-.. .-.. .. -. –. / – . / - .-. .- … …. .-.-.- / .– …. -.– / .- .-. . / -.– — ..- / … - .. .-.. .-.. / -… — - ……-. .. -. –. / – . ..–..
This was much more then he wanted to deal with today, but nothing he could do about it now.
* .. / -.. .. -.. -. .----. - / -- . .- -. / - --- / .. / ... .-- . .- .-.
* -.-- --- ..- .----. .-. . / .--. .-. --- -... .- -... .-.. -.-- / .- / ..-. .- -... ..- .-.. --- ..- ... / .-. --- -... --- - / .. / -.. --- / -. --- - / -.. --- ..- -... - / - .... .- - [It worked! Sorta. They were upset. No, Upset was an understatement. Even with her trying to explain that this was not what she meant. Rubbing a finger against the bell as she attempted to think of a valid reason she was even still taking up their time, a smaller phrase came out.]
* .-- . .-.. .-..
[ That was not much of an answer was it?]
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[Ah yes, the way this work flooded back to her. As one of the first forms of language to learn with her impairment, she was a bit rusty. But now she was tapping that bell like a mad man to get this rather sad excuse across.] * .. .----. -- / ... ..- .-. . / -.-- --- ..- / .--. .-. --- -... .- -... .-.. -.-- / -.. --- -. .----. - / -.-. .- .-. . / .- -... --- ..- - / - .... .- - / -... ..- - / .. .----. .-.. .-.. / .-.. . .- ...- . / .- ... / ... --- --- -. / .- ... / .. / ..-. .. -. -.. / ... --- -- . - .... .. -. --. / - --- / .-. . .--. .-.. .- -.-. . / .. -
