Well I Didnt Even Tell U My Pronouns!

Waning was gently hugging a Sundew voodoo doll, patting it's head and stroking it's rays comfortingly. He didn't know it was a voodoo doll, oh no. He thought it was just a normal plushie.

@gone-and-probably-forgotten

Sundew was sitting, frazzled in bed as he felt the arms of a long gone brother trap him. Hands stroked their rays, causing her eyelids to slide close before jumping open again at the realization of who exactly they were feeling. It pushed against the covers and his back hit the wall as she crashed to the floor, still feeling the sensation of being held and pet. It shivered on the ground, willing everything in their godforsaken processor to find where the fuck these hallucinations are coming from.

Waning suddenly realized how strange it probably seemed to be petting his brother- that's just really weird. So he stopped because if he got to see Sundew again he probably wouldn't even be able to get close without freezing up in absolute terror. Oh and because he cared about his brothers comfort. He felt his sibling panicking somehow, and so to calm him down he just silently whispered some encouraging words. He didn't really need to talk in a while, other than to his visitors (the askers), so his voice wasn't really that loud. It was barely audible, actually. Then, in the quietest and most weakest whisper he'd done, he apologized. "...I'm sorry I failed at being a good brother, Sundew..."

Sundew shivered, whispered words filled their audio processors yet not one word they could make out. It shakily raised a hand to the back of her head and flicked a switch, optics going black before the entire animatronic shut down for the night.

Waning just made the plushie comfortable and slept far, far away from it. He was scared...scared of Sundew, scared of loud noises, ect. None of that was welcome in his void. "If he saw me again, he'd probably try to kill me for a second time, because he absolutely hates me..." his voice breaking, he added, "...I just wanna apologize for being a bad brother...why can't I do anything right?..."

Sundew woke up in the early morning, still feeling the sensation of being held despite it not being strong anymore. God these hallucinations are getting worse.

Waning stared numbly into the abyss. He felt numb. He honestly wouldn't mind just staring into the void forever. He wouldn't have to think then.

Ugh, why does she feel light headed now?! They need to check its processor before some Moon takes advantage of xer weakness.

Waning was gently hugging a Sundew voodoo doll, patting it's head and stroking it's rays comfortingly. He didn't know it was a voodoo doll, oh no. He thought it was just a normal plushie.

@gone-and-probably-forgotten

Sundew was sitting, frazzled in bed as he felt the arms of a long gone brother trap him. Hands stroked their rays, causing her eyelids to slide close before jumping open again at the realization of who exactly they were feeling. It pushed against the covers and his back hit the wall as she crashed to the floor, still feeling the sensation of being held and pet. It shivered on the ground, willing everything in their godforsaken processor to find where the fuck these hallucinations are coming from.

Waning suddenly realized how strange it probably seemed to be petting his brother- that's just really weird. So he stopped because if he got to see Sundew again he probably wouldn't even be able to get close without freezing up in absolute terror. Oh and because he cared about his brothers comfort. He felt his sibling panicking somehow, and so to calm him down he just silently whispered some encouraging words. He didn't really need to talk in a while, other than to his visitors (the askers), so his voice wasn't really that loud. It was barely audible, actually. Then, in the quietest and most weakest whisper he'd done, he apologized. "...I'm sorry I failed at being a good brother, Sundew..."

Sundew shivered, whispered words filled their audio processors yet not one word they could make out. It shakily raised a hand to the back of her head and flicked a switch, optics going black before the entire animatronic shut down for the night.

Waning just made the plushie comfortable and slept far, far away from it. He was scared...scared of Sundew, scared of loud noises, ect. None of that was welcome in his void. "If he saw me again, he'd probably try to kill me for a second time, because he absolutely hates me..." his voice breaking, he added, "...I just wanna apologize for being a bad brother...why can't I do anything right?..."

Sundew woke up in the early morning, still feeling the sensation of being held despite it not being strong anymore. God these hallucinations are getting worse.

Waning was gently hugging a Sundew voodoo doll, patting it's head and stroking it's rays comfortingly. He didn't know it was a voodoo doll, oh no. He thought it was just a normal plushie.

@gone-and-probably-forgotten

Sundew was sitting, frazzled in bed as he felt the arms of a long gone brother trap him. Hands stroked their rays, causing her eyelids to slide close before jumping open again at the realization of who exactly they were feeling. It pushed against the covers and his back hit the wall as she crashed to the floor, still feeling the sensation of being held and pet. It shivered on the ground, willing everything in their godforsaken processor to find where the fuck these hallucinations are coming from.

Waning suddenly realized how strange it probably seemed to be petting his brother- that's just really weird. So he stopped because if he got to see Sundew again he probably wouldn't even be able to get close without freezing up in absolute terror. Oh and because he cared about his brothers comfort. He felt his sibling panicking somehow, and so to calm him down he just silently whispered some encouraging words. He didn't really need to talk in a while, other than to his visitors (the askers), so his voice wasn't really that loud. It was barely audible, actually. Then, in the quietest and most weakest whisper he'd done, he apologized. "...I'm sorry I failed at being a good brother, Sundew..."

#tsams #rp blog #killer sun tsams #tsams killer sun #tsams rp #ask answered #anon ask

Sundew shivered, whispered words filled their audio processors yet not one word they could make out. It shakily raised a hand to the back of her head and flicked a switch, optics going black before the entire animatronic shut down for the night.

Waning was gently hugging a Sundew voodoo doll, patting it's head and stroking it's rays comfortingly. He didn't know it was a voodoo doll, oh no. He thought it was just a normal plushie.

@gone-and-probably-forgotten

Sundew was sitting, frazzled in bed as he felt the arms of a long gone brother trap him. Hands stroked their rays, causing her eyelids to slide close before jumping open again at the realization of who exactly they were feeling. It pushed against the covers and his back hit the wall as she crashed to the floor, still feeling the sensation of being held and pet. It shivered on the ground, willing everything in their godforsaken processor to find where the fuck these hallucinations are coming from.

Mmm- wanna mess around with more voodoo dolls of Sundew?

"Mhm..."

friendly-neighborhood-memer

*mod drops a totally not Voodoo doll of Sundew infront of Waning*

ATTENTION RPers!! REBLOG THIS IF YOU WANT SOME CURIOUS ANONS!!

[Don't worry about who this is. You totally don't know who I am :3]

Hey!

I'd like to ask

Is it alright if I give you a little cheek kiss?

I know that you probably don't want to be in a relationship but I'd like to still ask to give you at least a cheek kiss

It's alright if you wouldn't want one, I understand

- [from a totally mysterious anon]

Sundew takes one look at this awfully polite anon and leans down for them to give them a cheek kiss. They deserve it for being polite. Thought they didn’t understand how a faceless being could kiss them, they just went with it

#they/them #tsams #rp blog #sun and moon show #tsams rp #killer sun tsams #tsams killer sun #ask answered #anon ask

kiss dark sun

I don’t think he would like he that~

His rays twitched, stupid anons. Dark Sun doesn’t like being kissed, no Suns like being kissed unless consent was given! NO ONE DOES-

#tsams #rp blog #sun and moon show #tsams rp #killer sun tsams #tsams killer sun #ask answered #anon ask

Do you wish for consumption?

I wish for death

#tsams #rp blog #killer sun tsams #tsams killer sun #tsams rp #ask answered #anon ask

Strawberry stared at Sundew.

“…you kill, I kill, friends?”

She asked holding out her hand to shake

He stared at the hand before closing their Jeep window and driving off.

#tsams #rp blog #istg he is just in a bad mood his dead brother has a voodoo doll of him XD

BAM! Very totally unexpected portal opens in the sky

Cannibal fell out of the portal first and immediately met with the ground. Face first as well. That must suck.

He quickly turned over, though, and had his arms open for some reason?

Ruin then fell out of the portal and was going to fall to the ground, but luckily Cannibal caught him in his arms.

Ruin looked back, but unfortunately the portal had already closed.

"Great, we're in another dimension again"

Cannibal growled

"I'm starting to really hate this dimensional stuff"

"Yeah..."

Sundew was still yelling curse words in their apartment when they appeared, but there was... Things left that told oftheir presence. They still havent finished expanding the ’pit’ So the daycare was still filled with the Moon bodies. Unluckily for Cannibal and Ruin, they were surrounded on all sides by bodies. One was even leaking oil onto Ruin’s pant leg.

Ruin felt the oil running on his leg. He looked down and gasped in shock. He then looked around and saw the many bodies of... Moons?

"Solar..."

Cannibal just had to look beside him to see an eyeless Moon staring directly at him.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

"Solar. Who do you think caused this? An insane person? An employee who had something against Moon's? A Moon who had something against himself?"

"I do not know Ruin. Anything is possible when it comes with dimensional stuff"

Cannibal wasn't sure if he should move or not.

"But hey! At least there's food for me!"

Cannibal tried to joke around, Ruin did not think it was the time for jokes.

"Solar! Bad Solar"

Ruin smacked Cannibal, receiving a whine from Cannibal.

"Ow... Sorry, you know how I am"

"Sigh Let's just- Try to figure out what to do right now"

"Right..."

The lifeless Moons simply sat there, no movement. Which was even more terrifying than them moving. These Moons are actually dead... One had a huge chunk of his it’s hat ripped out, and seems to be the oldest...

"....How long do you think these bodies have been here?"

"I... Maybe a month? I'd say a month at most. Anyways, we should probably get out of.... Wherever we are"

Cannibal sat up, Ruin still on him.

"Uhhh... Solar? Could you let go of me?"

"Oh! Right, right, right. Heh, sorry about that"

Cannibal stopped [basically] hugging Ruin. He pushed Ruin off his lap, and tried to stand up without touching any of the dead bodies around them.

[wonder when they're going to actually meet Sundew]

Sundew got to the rundown plex and the doors creaked open for them. They walked fast to the daycare. Still shivering from the odd feeling of Waning’s clothes... They tried to forget it, and they nearlysucceded when their walking slowed as they got to the daycare. The windows are replaced with 2 way mirrors so whoever is in there wont see Sundew until they let them see them.

"Hmm.... This daycare sure is different"

Cannibal looked around, trying to ignore the bodies so that he doesn't go haywire and starts devouring them.

"Of course it's different! This is a different dimension, after all"

"Ah right. Sooooo..... What now?"

Ruin stood up as well, also trying to watch his step.

"I do not know"

Well, this was certainly interesting. They decided to keep watch for a bit before stepping in incase anything happenz

Ruin tried stepping over the bodies to get to the somewhat open area near the bridge connecting the two play structures.

"Ew, ew, ew, ewww!! Sigh, why must there be so much oil?"

"Why are you worrying about some oil? You know we've gotten quite messy before, so this should be nothing!"

"...well! Those times are different from this!"

"whatever you say"

Ruin kept on looking around, seeing how ruined this daycare is and wondering what could've happened to cause this.

Meanwhile, Cannibal looked back down to one of the Moon. Hungry and wanting to eat something, he squatted down and grabbed the Moon's arm, examining it. "Meh, this is good enough" he thought to himself. He then carefully tried to rip off the arm, trying to not alert Ruin. But against his wants, after he ripped off the arm, a loud static like sound came after, obviously making Ruin turn around to see what the hell Cannibal was doing.

"Wh- SOLAR! BAD BOY! Drop it!"

"But-"

Ruin cut him off.

"NO BUTS! DROP IT!"

Cannibal pouted as he dropped the arm onto the ground. He crossed his arms, obviously annoyed that Ruin won't let him eat any of the DEAD bodies.

Sundew growled to themself before stepping into the daycare. Standing at a whole 8’2 feet they are quite larger than most Suns, not to mention their posture made them seem even taller. Their voice box crackled on with a staticky hiss.

Now now, it would be quite impolite or eat another’s trophies? I’ve already had a similar thing happen yesterday! You BloodSolars just don’t seem to know what is and isn’t yours!

They tsked. They walked over to the pile Ruin and Cannibal were surrounded by and didn’t even flinch when their feet crunched down on some bodies as they stepped over the morbid barricade.

BAM! Very totally unexpected portal opens in the sky

Cannibal fell out of the portal first and immediately met with the ground. Face first as well. That must suck.

He quickly turned over, though, and had his arms open for some reason?

Ruin then fell out of the portal and was going to fall to the ground, but luckily Cannibal caught him in his arms.

Ruin looked back, but unfortunately the portal had already closed.

"Great, we're in another dimension again"

Cannibal growled

"I'm starting to really hate this dimensional stuff"

"Yeah..."

Sundew was still yelling curse words in their apartment when they appeared, but there was... Things left that told oftheir presence. They still havent finished expanding the ’pit’ So the daycare was still filled with the Moon bodies. Unluckily for Cannibal and Ruin, they were surrounded on all sides by bodies. One was even leaking oil onto Ruin’s pant leg.

Ruin felt the oil running on his leg. He looked down and gasped in shock. He then looked around and saw the many bodies of... Moons?

"Solar..."

Cannibal just had to look beside him to see an eyeless Moon staring directly at him.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

"Solar. Who do you think caused this? An insane person? An employee who had something against Moon's? A Moon who had something against himself?"

"I do not know Ruin. Anything is possible when it comes with dimensional stuff"

Cannibal wasn't sure if he should move or not.

"But hey! At least there's food for me!"

Cannibal tried to joke around, Ruin did not think it was the time for jokes.

"Solar! Bad Solar"

Ruin smacked Cannibal, receiving a whine from Cannibal.

"Ow... Sorry, you know how I am"

"Sigh Let's just- Try to figure out what to do right now"

"Right..."

The lifeless Moons simply sat there, no movement. Which was even more terrifying than them moving. These Moons are actually dead... One had a huge chunk of his it’s hat ripped out, and seems to be the oldest...

"....How long do you think these bodies have been here?"

"I... Maybe a month? I'd say a month at most. Anyways, we should probably get out of.... Wherever we are"

Cannibal sat up, Ruin still on him.

"Uhhh... Solar? Could you let go of me?"

"Oh! Right, right, right. Heh, sorry about that"

Cannibal stopped [basically] hugging Ruin. He pushed Ruin off his lap, and tried to stand up without touching any of the dead bodies around them.

[wonder when they're going to actually meet Sundew]

Sundew got to the rundown plex and the doors creaked open for them. They walked fast to the daycare. Still shivering from the odd feeling of Waning’s clothes... They tried to forget it, and they nearlysucceded when their walking slowed as they got to the daycare. The windows are replaced with 2 way mirrors so whoever is in there wont see Sundew until they let them see them.

"Hmm.... This daycare sure is different"

Cannibal looked around, trying to ignore the bodies so that he doesn't go haywire and starts devouring them.

"Of course it's different! This is a different dimension, after all"

"Ah right. Sooooo..... What now?"

Ruin stood up as well, also trying to watch his step.

"I do not know"

#they can just explore the daycare for now #and cannibal can tryyyyy eating a few bodies #sundew mayyyyy get mad

Well, this was certainly interesting. They decided to keep watch for a bit before stepping in incase anything happenz

BAM! Very totally unexpected portal opens in the sky

Cannibal fell out of the portal first and immediately met with the ground. Face first as well. That must suck.

He quickly turned over, though, and had his arms open for some reason?

Ruin then fell out of the portal and was going to fall to the ground, but luckily Cannibal caught him in his arms.

Ruin looked back, but unfortunately the portal had already closed.

"Great, we're in another dimension again"

Cannibal growled

"I'm starting to really hate this dimensional stuff"

"Yeah..."

Sundew was still yelling curse words in their apartment when they appeared, but there was... Things left that told oftheir presence. They still havent finished expanding the ’pit’ So the daycare was still filled with the Moon bodies. Unluckily for Cannibal and Ruin, they were surrounded on all sides by bodies. One was even leaking oil onto Ruin’s pant leg.

Ruin felt the oil running on his leg. He looked down and gasped in shock. He then looked around and saw the many bodies of... Moons?

"Solar..."

Cannibal just had to look beside him to see an eyeless Moon staring directly at him.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

"Solar. Who do you think caused this? An insane person? An employee who had something against Moon's? A Moon who had something against himself?"

"I do not know Ruin. Anything is possible when it comes with dimensional stuff"

Cannibal wasn't sure if he should move or not.

"But hey! At least there's food for me!"

Cannibal tried to joke around, Ruin did not think it was the time for jokes.

"Solar! Bad Solar"

Ruin smacked Cannibal, receiving a whine from Cannibal.

"Ow... Sorry, you know how I am"

"Sigh Let's just- Try to figure out what to do right now"

"Right..."

The lifeless Moons simply sat there, no movement. Which was even more terrifying than them moving. These Moons are actually dead... One had a huge chunk of his it’s hat ripped out, and seems to be the oldest...

"....How long do you think these bodies have been here?"

"I... Maybe a month? I'd say a month at most. Anyways, we should probably get out of.... Wherever we are"

Cannibal sat up, Ruin still on him.

"Uhhh... Solar? Could you let go of me?"

"Oh! Right, right, right. Heh, sorry about that"

Cannibal stopped [basically] hugging Ruin. He pushed Ruin off his lap, and tried to stand up without touching any of the dead bodies around them.

[wonder when they're going to actually meet Sundew]

Sundew got to the rundown plex and the doors creaked open for them. They walked fast to the daycare. Still shivering from the odd feeling of Waning’s clothes... They tried to forget it, and they nearlysucceded when their walking slowed as they got to the daycare. The windows are replaced with 2 way mirrors so whoever is in there wont see Sundew until they let them see them.

Killer trotted up into the kitchen, rays flicking absentmindedly. He hopes that entity, with a faked face, doesn’t come back. Sure, she killed Moon, but xe still cared about him before all of that. Even now, they are still a pathetic Sun. Psychotic, yet damaged, that’s why it kills Sun’s Moons so the Suns don’t have to.

Waning was alone, in the void. Nothing to do, nobody to talk to. Sometimes it was devastating. Other times, it was peaceful. He usually talked to the air, as if someone were there. Of course, he knew there wasn't ever gonna be a response. It was just him. It always had been. He had time to think, in this deafening silent. He wasn't a good brother. Rather, he was quite a jerk.

...

He really wished he could take it all back. Then maybe, just maybe...his Sun wouldn't turn out like that.

Killer made some lasagna from scratch, absentmindedly rubbing their neck where they had a neckerchief made out of scraps from waning's hat. At first it was simply a sign of how they killed Waning, easily, but now it was simply a heavy weight around their neck. After seeing a Moon and a Sun living happily they wondered if that could ever be them, but they knew better than to hope. They made 2 plates. They dont know why exactly. Maybe they hoped that fake Waning would appear and at least he would be nice. Even if he isnt the real one, they know the real one is in hell. They scoffed and that thought made them feel slightly better.

Waning thought to himself. Why had he'd been a bad brother? Sun had never done anything to him. He just...existed. Yet Waning abused him. He bullied him. Waning felt nothing but numbness in his body.

If he wasn't dead, he would have probably tried putting himself out of his misery. But this was hell: an endless void. A void with nothing but pitch blackness. It wasn't what people thought it was, with lava and fire and redness and pain. It was simply the void. An abyss.

People often stereotyped. Of course, hell was just a manifestation of your mind. It was your worst fears, personified, lifelike, coming for you, and the thoughts of all your bad deeds drowning you. It was torment. That was hell. It wasn't the stereotypical place.

It was whatever you made it out to be. Your greatest weakness. Your biggest fear. Your broken dream. It could be anything, really. A loved one, yelling at you. An enemy, trying to redeem themselves. Maybe someone who you saw die. That was hell.

This was WANING'S hell. Alone with his thoughts, nobody to speak with. Nobody to hang out with, and bake with, and watch videos with. None of that. He couldn't do anything, but reflect. He felt as if he deserved this. Of course, he did. Why wouldn't he? He was a bad brother. That could never change...he could never change.

Killer stabbed at the poor lasagna, it wasn’t the best but it was good. It did know how to cook after all. Their fingers dug into the soft, blue and yellow fabric tied around their neck. Was she hallucinating? Why else would there be a ghoul-like version of Waning? He is in hell. He can’t come back. Nothing can take his face either, they’ll make sure of that.

The plate beside them sat untouched and they glared at it before getting up and dropping xer’s in the sink. A small crack was heard but they ignored it.

Well I guess I could see whether Moony-darling got the job done~

As he left the room with the untouched plate their thoughts quickly returned to normal. Planning the deaths of several client’s moons, and easily hating her old friend Waning.

Waning knew that his sibling hated him. He deserved it. He didn't deserve sympathy or remorse. He didn't deserve friends. He deserved to be stuck in an abyss. All alone. For (possible) eternity.

Waning did deserve to be stuck in hell for all of eternity. Right? Right? RIGHT?!-

Killer sharpened its claws and grabbed a dagger. The lifeless body of a Moon lying under their feet. This one was bad, worse than his own. She gouged out the optics and carrying the passed animatronic to the body dump, the payout for this one was a partially constructed Star. The Sun that wanted this one gone was just as smart as his Moon, the one lying lifeless in Killer’s arms. It looked down at the cavernous walls of the pit she threw them in and dropped the body, hearing the addicting whistle of it fall and hit the ground. Not exactly the ground, unless if you count a pile of Moon bodies as the ground. The groan and clang of metal was sickening and beautiful all at once.

Waning shivered, as if he could feel the fact that another Moon had died. "Dammit..." he mumbled under his breath. "Another one dead..."

Killer sat on the edge of the pit for a while, until their eyes caught a particular body. Farthest down, yet not covered completely. A long piece of fabric was ripped from that ones hat. Killer’s hand tightened around their neckerchief. No matter how many bodys they throw in there none pile onto that ones top half. The lifeless eyes of what was once their brother bore deep into their soul.

Waning wished he could see his Sun again. Or as they called themselves, "Killer". Fitting name, he supposed. Still. He wanted to at least APOLOGIZE to Killer. But that would never happen. He could never leave.

It’s like Waning could see them, all the way down in hell he could still crawl his way up and tear out their spine during the night. They saw their bright face reflect off of flat black optics and swore they could have seen hatred in those long dead eyes. Waning sees them, and they can’t even see him. One day he is going to crawl out of the pit and rip out Killer’s insides himself… we was never one to apologize, especially if it was to ‘Sun’

Waning couldn't see Killer. He wished he could. He wanted to apologize to him. He wanted to make it up to him. He wanted to see him again, and to hear his voice again. He wanted to hear the genuine laughter of his sibling. He wanted to hang out with them. But none of that would be possible...ever. And he wished that wasn't the outcome.

Killer sighed as he got another message. A moon it had been putting off has gotten worse. They looked down at the pit one more time, feeling the daggers of xer once brother cutting her soul to pieces.

It stood up with shaky legs. Why did their legs shake? Must be Waning’s soul come to haunt him. Xer took a moment to regain their balance before opening a portal, as she did so the purple reminded it of a certain celestial animatronic… The dimension hoppers called it ‘Malware’, he wondered whether it was ‘disposing’ of that Moon that abused it’s servant the way they usually abuse Suns.

Waning didn't even realize he was tearing up until some silent tears hit the floor. Or, what seemed to be the floor. It was actually just another part of the void.

Thanks to Gender for the new name idea ‘Sundew’, a killer plant

Sundew looked down at the floor and saw droplets of water. He wondered where they came from, they weren’t wet, right? Weird.

Waning felt tired. The tears wouldn't stop, of course. It takes about an hour for them too. He couldn't sleep either, but he could imagine he was.

Where is the fucking leak?! Sundew is going INSANE trying find where a pipe burst or SOMETHING. It has looked EVERYWHERE! This has happened more than once to! Each time they call a plumber over the plumber says it’s fine! ITS CLEARLY NOT YOU STUPID BITC-

Waning just stared into the abyss, his mind wandering. Would he ever see Sundew again?

Sundew was currently throwing rags on the puddle of water and stomping on them and yelling... Colorful words.

Waning couldn't hear anything. It was 50/50. Sometimes he could hear so well a pin could drop and he'd notice. Other times, however, he'd have to get closer to the person speaking. Consequences of being alone for eternity.

Sundew was going thoroughly crazy. But, they got a signal that something appeared in the daycare so they stopped growling at a randomly growing pool of water and headed to the daycare.

Waning just yawned quietly. He wished he could sleep.

Sundew powered on his jeep, but before they did it noticed a rubber duck on the hood. Oh, its that Jeep trend. If someone thinks your jeep is cool they’ll give you a rubber duck... How sweet, xer put it on the dash of the Jeep for safekeeping.

He just wanted to see his sibling again. He subconsciously hugged a plush of Sundew, unaware that it was a voodoo doll. Only he hugged it gently.

Sundew froze. Where was that god fucking ghost this has happened more than once. What angel would ever protect them?! Especially from their brother, the demon that would have killed them by now without protection. He growled and he felt xer skin tickle with... Familiar fabric... when she noticed it immediately turned off their physical sensors and shivered. Hallucinating... Again.

BAM! Very totally unexpected portal opens in the sky

Cannibal fell out of the portal first and immediately met with the ground. Face first as well. That must suck.

He quickly turned over, though, and had his arms open for some reason?

Ruin then fell out of the portal and was going to fall to the ground, but luckily Cannibal caught him in his arms.

Ruin looked back, but unfortunately the portal had already closed.

"Great, we're in another dimension again"

Cannibal growled

"I'm starting to really hate this dimensional stuff"

"Yeah..."

Sundew was still yelling curse words in their apartment when they appeared, but there was... Things left that told oftheir presence. They still havent finished expanding the ’pit’ So the daycare was still filled with the Moon bodies. Unluckily for Cannibal and Ruin, they were surrounded on all sides by bodies. One was even leaking oil onto Ruin’s pant leg.

Ruin felt the oil running on his leg. He looked down and gasped in shock. He then looked around and saw the many bodies of... Moons?

"Solar..."

Cannibal just had to look beside him to see an eyeless Moon staring directly at him.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

"Solar. Who do you think caused this? An insane person? An employee who had something against Moon's? A Moon who had something against himself?"

"I do not know Ruin. Anything is possible when it comes with dimensional stuff"

Cannibal wasn't sure if he should move or not.

"But hey! At least there's food for me!"

Cannibal tried to joke around, Ruin did not think it was the time for jokes.

"Solar! Bad Solar"

Ruin smacked Cannibal, receiving a whine from Cannibal.

"Ow... Sorry, you know how I am"

"Sigh Let's just- Try to figure out what to do right now"

"Right..."

#sundew would actually rip Cannibal’s core out if he even takes one bite out of Waning’s body

The lifeless Moons simply sat there, no movement. Which was even more terrifying than them moving. These Moons are actually dead... One had a huge chunk of his it’s hat ripped out, and seems to be the oldest...

Killer trotted up into the kitchen, rays flicking absentmindedly. He hopes that entity, with a faked face, doesn’t come back. Sure, she killed Moon, but xe still cared about him before all of that. Even now, they are still a pathetic Sun. Psychotic, yet damaged, that’s why it kills Sun’s Moons so the Suns don’t have to.

Waning was alone, in the void. Nothing to do, nobody to talk to. Sometimes it was devastating. Other times, it was peaceful. He usually talked to the air, as if someone were there. Of course, he knew there wasn't ever gonna be a response. It was just him. It always had been. He had time to think, in this deafening silent. He wasn't a good brother. Rather, he was quite a jerk.

...

He really wished he could take it all back. Then maybe, just maybe...his Sun wouldn't turn out like that.

Killer made some lasagna from scratch, absentmindedly rubbing their neck where they had a neckerchief made out of scraps from waning's hat. At first it was simply a sign of how they killed Waning, easily, but now it was simply a heavy weight around their neck. After seeing a Moon and a Sun living happily they wondered if that could ever be them, but they knew better than to hope. They made 2 plates. They dont know why exactly. Maybe they hoped that fake Waning would appear and at least he would be nice. Even if he isnt the real one, they know the real one is in hell. They scoffed and that thought made them feel slightly better.

Waning thought to himself. Why had he'd been a bad brother? Sun had never done anything to him. He just...existed. Yet Waning abused him. He bullied him. Waning felt nothing but numbness in his body.

If he wasn't dead, he would have probably tried putting himself out of his misery. But this was hell: an endless void. A void with nothing but pitch blackness. It wasn't what people thought it was, with lava and fire and redness and pain. It was simply the void. An abyss.

People often stereotyped. Of course, hell was just a manifestation of your mind. It was your worst fears, personified, lifelike, coming for you, and the thoughts of all your bad deeds drowning you. It was torment. That was hell. It wasn't the stereotypical place.

It was whatever you made it out to be. Your greatest weakness. Your biggest fear. Your broken dream. It could be anything, really. A loved one, yelling at you. An enemy, trying to redeem themselves. Maybe someone who you saw die. That was hell.

This was WANING'S hell. Alone with his thoughts, nobody to speak with. Nobody to hang out with, and bake with, and watch videos with. None of that. He couldn't do anything, but reflect. He felt as if he deserved this. Of course, he did. Why wouldn't he? He was a bad brother. That could never change...he could never change.

Killer stabbed at the poor lasagna, it wasn’t the best but it was good. It did know how to cook after all. Their fingers dug into the soft, blue and yellow fabric tied around their neck. Was she hallucinating? Why else would there be a ghoul-like version of Waning? He is in hell. He can’t come back. Nothing can take his face either, they’ll make sure of that.

The plate beside them sat untouched and they glared at it before getting up and dropping xer’s in the sink. A small crack was heard but they ignored it.

Well I guess I could see whether Moony-darling got the job done~

As he left the room with the untouched plate their thoughts quickly returned to normal. Planning the deaths of several client’s moons, and easily hating her old friend Waning.

Waning knew that his sibling hated him. He deserved it. He didn't deserve sympathy or remorse. He didn't deserve friends. He deserved to be stuck in an abyss. All alone. For (possible) eternity.

Waning did deserve to be stuck in hell for all of eternity. Right? Right? RIGHT?!-

Killer sharpened its claws and grabbed a dagger. The lifeless body of a Moon lying under their feet. This one was bad, worse than his own. She gouged out the optics and carrying the passed animatronic to the body dump, the payout for this one was a partially constructed Star. The Sun that wanted this one gone was just as smart as his Moon, the one lying lifeless in Killer’s arms. It looked down at the cavernous walls of the pit she threw them in and dropped the body, hearing the addicting whistle of it fall and hit the ground. Not exactly the ground, unless if you count a pile of Moon bodies as the ground. The groan and clang of metal was sickening and beautiful all at once.

Waning shivered, as if he could feel the fact that another Moon had died. "Dammit..." he mumbled under his breath. "Another one dead..."

Killer sat on the edge of the pit for a while, until their eyes caught a particular body. Farthest down, yet not covered completely. A long piece of fabric was ripped from that ones hat. Killer’s hand tightened around their neckerchief. No matter how many bodys they throw in there none pile onto that ones top half. The lifeless eyes of what was once their brother bore deep into their soul.

Waning wished he could see his Sun again. Or as they called themselves, "Killer". Fitting name, he supposed. Still. He wanted to at least APOLOGIZE to Killer. But that would never happen. He could never leave.

It’s like Waning could see them, all the way down in hell he could still crawl his way up and tear out their spine during the night. They saw their bright face reflect off of flat black optics and swore they could have seen hatred in those long dead eyes. Waning sees them, and they can’t even see him. One day he is going to crawl out of the pit and rip out Killer’s insides himself… we was never one to apologize, especially if it was to ‘Sun’

Waning couldn't see Killer. He wished he could. He wanted to apologize to him. He wanted to make it up to him. He wanted to see him again, and to hear his voice again. He wanted to hear the genuine laughter of his sibling. He wanted to hang out with them. But none of that would be possible...ever. And he wished that wasn't the outcome.

Killer sighed as he got another message. A moon it had been putting off has gotten worse. They looked down at the pit one more time, feeling the daggers of xer once brother cutting her soul to pieces.

It stood up with shaky legs. Why did their legs shake? Must be Waning’s soul come to haunt him. Xer took a moment to regain their balance before opening a portal, as she did so the purple reminded it of a certain celestial animatronic… The dimension hoppers called it ‘Malware’, he wondered whether it was ‘disposing’ of that Moon that abused it’s servant the way they usually abuse Suns.

Waning didn't even realize he was tearing up until some silent tears hit the floor. Or, what seemed to be the floor. It was actually just another part of the void.

Thanks to Gender for the new name idea ‘Sundew’, a killer plant

Sundew looked down at the floor and saw droplets of water. He wondered where they came from, they weren’t wet, right? Weird.

Waning felt tired. The tears wouldn't stop, of course. It takes about an hour for them too. He couldn't sleep either, but he could imagine he was.

Where is the fucking leak?! Sundew is going INSANE trying find where a pipe burst or SOMETHING. It has looked EVERYWHERE! This has happened more than once to! Each time they call a plumber over the plumber says it’s fine! ITS CLEARLY NOT YOU STUPID BITC-

Waning just stared into the abyss, his mind wandering. Would he ever see Sundew again?

Sundew was currently throwing rags on the puddle of water and stomping on them and yelling... Colorful words.

Waning couldn't hear anything. It was 50/50. Sometimes he could hear so well a pin could drop and he'd notice. Other times, however, he'd have to get closer to the person speaking. Consequences of being alone for eternity.

Sundew was going thoroughly crazy. But, they got a signal that something appeared in the daycare so they stopped growling at a randomly growing pool of water and headed to the daycare.

Waning just yawned quietly. He wished he could sleep.