don't kill, and don't be killed.

Don't you have anything better to do?

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((short hiatus - apologies, i’ll be out of town for thanksgiving with family and probably won’t have time to draw. thanks for sticking with me and welcome, all you new followers - please feel free to send asks while i’m away because the inbox is all but empty, but they won’t be answered until next week!))

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((short hiatus - apologies, i'll be out of town for thanksgiving with family and probably won't have time to draw. thanks for sticking with me and welcome, all you new followers - please feel free to send asks while i'm away because the inbox is all but empty, but they won't be answered until next week!))

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I ONCE HAD THE POWER TO DESTROY AND RECREATE THE UNIVERSE AT WILL AND NOW PUNY WORMS THINK THEY CAN DUNK ON ME WITH IMPUNITY

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Did you ever get to meet Muffet?

Sure. I’ve met everyone.

Asriel wanted. desperately, to feel something positive. If he could just find the right thing to do, the right sequence of events, maybe he could make up for his missing soul - maybe this would all turn out to be a horrible dream. As time dragged on and he reset, again and again, that hope was withering, and it was boredom, more than anything, that drove him. He couldn’t simply lie down and wither to nothing - the force of determination burned almost painfully. He had the power, didn’t he? He could do anything he put his mind to.

It took ages to save up the gold. At least he had a goal in mind - which was just about all that kept him going. It was faster when he gathered the courage to steal from shop tills, and he half-wished he could feel any guilt over the act. Even if he could, he could just reset, and their money would be back...

He delivered the money to the spiders with an empty smile - enough to buy the most luxurious heated limo in the Underground, and more besides for any further extravagance Muffet's heart could desire. She capered and laughed and thanked him effusively, while Asriel nodded his petaled head and tried hard to feel happy for her.

He endured as long as he could, and then tugged at his SAVE and fled.

He was so bored.

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((I might finally be getting my BGO mojo back, considering I just CATAPULTED MYSELF ACROSS THE FINISH LINE. a victory for the hedge))

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((Apologies for not updating recently - IRL stuff is kicking my ass, so I will probably need to take a bit of a break. Feel free to continue sending asks if you like, and I should have some writing to share when I return. Thanks for your patience, everyone!))

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((Thank you all so much for 100 followers!))

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Golly, what kind of question is that? Well - there is that one who insists on drawing me all the time. They like to see me suffer.

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I HATE PUNS

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“so. talk to me.”

“Uhh - now, keeping in mind that nobody’s done a-anything remotely like this before - a-all I have is guesses, and I really, really can’t afford to make any mistakes -”

“don’t worry about that. i trust your judgement. how about we start with the physical stuff? something tells me i recognize this design.”

“Right, right - Um, yes, it’s based on my... earlier work, a-and scaled down - durability isn’t an issue here, though - t-the major alterations are making it compatible with his p-physiology and his magic, and that’ll take a lot more work...”

“you’re the expert. now, the million-gold question: how about your other line of research?”

“Ah... W-well, I’m really not sure - I think - I think I’m making some progress, but...”

“okay. didn’t mean to rush ya. we wanna do this right. let me know when you want the little weed in for testing, okay?”

“S-sure. Thank you...”

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@still-me-chara: ((from here))

I have done well for myself.  I seem to be coming into my own supporting monsters of the surface…

I’m more concerned about you.  How are -

I’m sorry, Flowey.  Being watered is such pathetic restitution.  But - I do still care about you, if that means anything.

H-hee hee.. you and your big words.

I’m not someone you have to worry about. It’s good that you made it back to the surface...

A-are you... happier now?

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(( @worldsworsthouseplant )) (( going from this ))

I can take a message for them if you want.

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Dont worry about it! Haha! A-anything I can do for you?

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