THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES {open, joining||gleefulcomic needed}

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; border-width=0px; text-align: justify; width: 300px;][sub]Carl approached the joiner curiously and gave him a respectful nod of his head. [b]"Welcome, the names Carl, A paragon here." He introduced, taking a seat near Vilebluster. "Auto acceptance so you're in" The tiger added, watching him with his one blue eye.[/fancypost][align=center]
[size=6pt]★ trek

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"welcome then. i'm leonidas vians-cipher, the taskmaster here." the the demon introduced, tail flicking.
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[sup]Gaster found himself immediately on guard. The scientist, already annoyed by a miscalculation in his notebook earlier, stared at the joiner. "Maybe." Ah, the child was rubbing off on him: He was protective of those that the kitten called friends. Despite the fact that Glee probably disliked Gaster, he was still close to Wingdin. "Why are you looking for him?"

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 10px; width: 150px; margin-left: -15px; color: #2B434A; font-family: arial; font-size: 6px; text-align: center;][c]satan - #satantemplates - beware hidden scrolly[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 160px; height: 270px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 160px; height: 270px; padding: 5px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 160px; min-height: 270px; padding: 0px; font-size: 9px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana]#ab2k16
If he though everyone else looked edgy, wait until he saw the f*cking giant spider.

Not that Abathur was really trying to pull off the edgy, metal, tryhard vibe that most of the Exiles had going on. In fact, he was just a giant spider for the efficiency, honestly, since he was all about efficiency. Ah well, he had it coming, mostly since he was a dick and karma hadn't quite caught up to him yet. "Subject Abathur, lieutenant of mending. Visit lair for medical needs." He grumbled, stalking over with the sort of air around him at suggested he wasn't having the best of days. But no, he was actually having a rather average day, it was just that he constantly irradiated the space around him with a cold, malevolent, grim feeling, like something you'd find at a funeral. "Subject Gleefulcomic is here, yes - current location unknown. Reason for inquiring as to presence?"

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[sup]Gaster growled. "Gleefulcomic- Otherwise known as Sans, from the timeline known as Underfell. Papyrus- different depictions exist." He listed off, then paused, arching his back as best he could. "However! Gleefulcomic does not seem to be comfortable when thinking about his brother so I must demand that I or Wingdin are present for this interaction, if not more." The scientist finished, watching Vile carefully. "The name is Gaster." He added as an afterthought.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] "who's callin' my f*ckin' name over 'ere? i'm tryin' ta sleep-" His angry tone instantly became pure silence as he saw that it was- oh god- his brother. He seemed to be just standing there, shakes wracking his entire body for a moment before he let out a strained, panicky sounding laugh and began to sweat extremely hard. [font=comic sans ms]"h-h-h-heh heh! h-hey v-vile! how're you doin'? i'm-i'm doin' good..." It was obvious that on the inside his anxiety was making his rot with nervousness, and his voice was very, very, shaky.

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify;]This guy was definitely holding something against Gleeful, which made Rick tilt his head and study Vilebluster rather coldly, his claws out as they dug into the mossy earth. "I'm Rick Grimes." He spoke, ears pricked. This guy was a younger version of Pete... maybe not the same, but definitely had the same attitude which made Ricks nose wrinkle, his upper lip curl. First time he had met Pete, he had been sitting on a porch in the dark, smoking. Rick probably should have taken the slightly bitter tone of the guy as a warning sign, but he ignored it. And the very next day, the two were fighting it out. Rick had won, but he still ended up shooting Pete in the head.

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Chara padded over, curiosity on their features. So Gleeful did have a brother, hm? Wonderful. And now that brother was here, and he looked awfully nervous. Interesting.
Filing that away for later, Chara stood next to Gaster and observed, a dark smile etching into their features. Oh, brotherly drama was so interesting! They said nothing to ease the tension that they could feel practically slamming down on everyone here. It was so thick you could cut it with a knife, really. But Chara was mostly just here to enjoy the show, so they hoped it would start soon.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] "y-yeah... i've just been out. that's all..." He scratched the back of his head, pupil staring at anything but Vile. [font=comic sans ms]"meant to come back, but, y'know, got caught up in the others' drama. heh."

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[sup]Gaster let Wingdin break through after a quick nod to Chara, the kitten's demeanour noticeably changing as he crouched down, creeping over to Glee and winding around his legs. "Are you okay?" The child whispered worriedly as he peered up at the tiger.

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[size=6pt]★ trek

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr] He let out another wheezing laugh, shrinking down under his brother's intense stare. He was sweating even more now, and thank god his tears blended into his sweat very well, as there were a few stray tears of fear. [font=comic sans ms]"v-v-very soon, bud! i-i-i was just a bit injured, y'know? can't get stronger and better while you're injured..."

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[sup]Wingdin, slightly out of character, defiantly stared back. His voice shook when he spoke, but he spoke nonetheless. "H-hey, h-he doesn't h-have to do a-a-anything he doesn't want to!" The kitten cuddled against the tiger.