Posts by Zoombug

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Rudy had a really, really bad feeling about today. They were in Toriel’s bed, sleeping while Tori was out. They meekly rose out of bed and pondered how they would ever get off the tall fortress. They weakly slid off the bed and onto the floor, peering down the stairs and wondering if they would be able to get down safely. The kid slid down one step, and walked down another. And another, golly these stairs were long. They stepped down another, but their paw slipped and they toppled down the staircase. They winced in pain. Why did everything hurt so badly? They had fallen down the stairs on accident before, but now it was like everything was burning. Everything hurt, oh gee. They pushed on their legs, begging them to work, but they had simply given up all together. There was hardly any muscle left for the legs to use in the first place. ”T-Toriel?” Welp, it was no use, she was out somewhere doing stuff and being happy. They sort of doubted anybody would have been able to hear them. They noticed the pressure on their chest growing, and they were struggling to breathe. ”Mommaa,” They called, beginning to cry. They didn’t wanna die yet, but everything hurt. It hurt really, really bad. They couldn’t breath, their lungs were burning. Oh, golly, they couldn’t see very well. Black splotches began to appear everywhere they looked. They couldn’t think straight, it felt like their brain was made out of mush. They felt their head, and noticed how incredibly high their fever had gotten. That was bad, this was bad. They had been taking their medicine, why was everything getting worse? Uhm, who else? Uhmm.. ”Sanss?” They called for help once more, hoping that somebody would answer. Their voice was so faint, it hardly traveled at all.
Calm down, Rudy. Caalm down. Yikes. This was super bad. They sighed with the little air their lungs would take in and laid their head on their boney paws. Toriel would be home soon, it would be okay. They exhaled deeply and shut their eye. Their one remaining eye, however, never opened again. In fact, Rudy never moved again. Their SOUL flickered about them for a moment, before seeming to disappear.

sorry lmao when ur no muse

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[justify][size=8]☆ Oh gee, Neo would think they were a total freak. Was that Neo? His face was completely distorted, and his voice sounded like static. "H-Huh? What'd you say?" They asked, their eyes getting even wider. They faintly made out the word 'medic' as another figure appeared. They couldn't even tell, it was just a mash of colors and pixels. "No, no."
WHO WAS IN THEIR FACE OH GEE BUDDY
This, in turn, made them anxious, which then caused them to freak out even more. "Y-Yo, uhm," They mumbled, stumbling away from the glitchy face directly in front of them. What was he even saying now? The static went away, and all they heard was white noise. What. The. Hell. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON PLEASE HELP ME." What the hell was that? That wasn't even a language! What the hell did they just say? They had meant to say "I don't know what's going on, please help me" but it had came out wayyy wrong. Juno stepped backward from the group, looking over each of them separately and trying to make out who was who. The white noise still filled their ears, but the glitching seemed to be dying down. Neo, Superhero, Luca. "Sorryguys, Ididn'tmeantofreakyou out or anything." They explained, blinking and avoiding eye contact with the group. Maybe this world was having an allergic reaction to them.

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SIX HUMAN SOULS
HE WAS SO CLOSE
TO BEING A G O D
Of course, these animals didn't have the same SOULs as HUMANS. He'd have to kill a lot more of these people in order to make up for that.
BUT NOW
HE HAD SIX
AND NOBODY COULD STOP HIM
THE BEST PART WAS THAT NOW HE CONTROLLED THE TIMELINE. HOHO, THIS WAS FUN.
There were several dead bodies lying in front of FLOWEY's large 'dragon' body. He towered over EVERYTHING. He CLOAKED HIMSELF IN INVISIBILITY, WAITING FOR THE NEXT SORRY BATCH OF CREATURES TO COME FORWARD.

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"PLAYING A GAME!" The flowery monster howled with laughter. That was all this was! A game! He could do anything! He could time travel, he could do things and say things and see how certain people reacted, he could kill certain people and see how their friends reacted, and, once he had all 7 SOULs, HE COULD PLAY GOD. HE WOULD KILL EVERYBODY. ESPECIALLY CHARA. EVERY VERSION OF THAT SELFISH BASTARD. THEY KILL HIM, THEY HAD NEVER LIKED HIM, HAD THEY? THEY DESERVED TO DIE. But, that wasn't the point now. Oh, the TORIEL was pregnant? Hah! Maybe he could get extra SOULs from that. The flower laughed and CONJURED UP BOMBS WITH FLOWER SHAPES PAINTED ON THEM, TRYING TO BLOW UP TORIEL, OR AT LEAST DAMAGE HER HP.

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"D O Y O U R E A L L Y T H I N K ?"
He didn't even finish the sentence. Flowey extended a thorned-vine-like appendage and ATTEMPTED TO WRAP IT TIGHTLY AROUND IRON BEFORE HE COULD REACH THE SCREEN, HOPING TO DAMAGE HIM WITH THE THORNS AND IF HE WAS SUCCESSFUL HE WOULD TRY AND LAUNCH THE FEEBLE CREATURE HALFWAY ACROSS THE TERRITORY.

iron is a screw

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The eye shut tightly, though it had still been impaled. It was so large, however, the stab didn't do much.
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Flowey laughed at Iron's comment. "DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT ME? WHAT AN IDIOT!" With that, he ATTEMPTED TO FREEZE IRON IN TIME, THEN, WHETHER THAT WAS SUCCESSFUL OR NOT, HE WOULD TRY TO CLAMP HIS RIDICULOUSLY LARGE MOUTH AROUND HIM, HOPING TO IMPALE HIM WITH HIS TEETH.

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Flowey's TV-screen eyes looked at the knives skeptically as they hit his vines, then toppled to the ground.

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Flowey CONJURED UP ABOUT ONE HUNDRED KNIVES AND FLUNG ALL OF THEM TOWARDS TORIEL AND IRON. He laughed and CONJURED THE BOMBS AROUND IRON'S SHIELD, HOPING TO SHATTER IT ONCE MORE.

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omg yall
cries

o peach bab rudy's not a boy xD

you guys this is sad you people made me sad oh golly

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I DO
I WANNA MAKE METTATON FEEL BAD FOR LEAVING HIS WINDCLAN HOMIES
MAKE HIM SUFFFERRRRRRR

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you got it pal c;

Flowey scoffed as the kid ran into his little house. Heh, what an idiot! He moved closer to the cottage, raising and arm and attempting to SMASH THE DOOR DOWN.
"Awwh, I wasn't done playing, BUDDY!" He cackled.

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[justify][size=8]☆ Promoted? Oh gee, was that a good idea? Welp, they were glad that the Neo guy thought they were worth promoting. It made them sort of proud. The coolest person in the world had promoted them, this was so rad, oh my goodness, they were happy. Juno grinned and nodded gratefully at Neo. "Awh, thanks." Wait, were they suppose to do something else? They felt obligated to tell the other promoted members congratulations as well. Yes, that would be a politeness. "Oh, and, uhm, congratulations, too, yes." Yikes they were awkward.

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[justify][size=8]☆ "Erm, I can go to EclipseClan." They suggested, shuffling their paws nervously. What if they got jumped? Oh crud, they were gonna get beat up. 'EclipseClan' they sounded like a bunch of thugs and unfriendly individuals.

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[justify][size=8]☆ They shuffled over awkwardly, sitting off to the side. Why was this guy so roughed up and stuff? They cringed at the thought of sustaining such injuries. Oh, boy, then came Yato, breaking the bad news of his sister's death very, uh, gently.

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Flowey quit paying attention to Iron as more peasants clustered around him. He smashed away the earth that surrounded him, SWEEPING HIS MASSIVE ARM IN THE DIRECTION OF EDWARD, HOPING TO INJURE HIM WITH SOME OF THE THORNS GROWING OFF HIS ARM. Ohh, boy, then there was Sans. Huh, he was actually fighting back now? In Flowey's old timeline, when he had captured not only Sans but all of his friends, that version of Sans didn't do anything to fight back. This one, though. Maybe he was just venting, Flowey couldn't tell. They expected the Gaster Blaster, but didn't have an opportunity to properly dodge it. Damage was actually done to his HP bar.
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Ech, he didn't want Sans to exist anymore. He AIMED AN ARRAY OF VINES AT SANS, HOPING THEY WOULD GO THROUGH HIS RIB CAGE OR MAYBE EVEN HOLD HIM IN PLACE AS HE TRIED TO CLAMP HIS JAW AROUND THE SKELETON. Huh, did this Sans have a Gaster? He had Gaster Blasters, yes, but was there a Gaster inside his mind? Huh, maybe he could try telepathy.

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[justify][size=8]☆ They knew how to attack with their paws, but that was really all. Getting their claws to sheathe and unsheathe was weird. The kid sat next to their pal Giovanni and avoided eye contact with Yato, still freaked out by the Seraphim.

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[justify][size=8]☆ "Molto buona idea, Giovanni" Juno chuckled as they padded over. Italian was one of their favorite languages, next to Irish and of course sign language. They couldn't do sign language in this stupid body, however. Not effectively.

1. Very good idea, Giovanni!

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[justify][size=8]☼ Yo soy a la playa con mi amigas.

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