Posts by BILL CIPHER ?!

Ooh. That hit a spot. Bill did not like being told they were weak. The demon briefly went into flames, a few hairs of their fur coming off from the expected heat wave. "Fine." They snarled. If Yuki wanted to believe that, fine. Bill would just break her, then. "We show you where Jersey is. Right, Frisk?" The demon spoke, looking over at Frisk.
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And the same to you. Bill thought back, though didn't send the words directly at Yuki. They turned around, flicking their tail for Frisk and the BlizzardClanner to follow them. It was dangerous taking Yuki to camp, so Bill would go the back way (and the longest way), towards the area where the cages were.

// @JERSEYBOY
Feel free to post here if you want!!
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The truth has, in a sense, caught up with them. Or that's how Bill felt when Frisk pestered them about their past. Nobody (except for maybe Musicbox, but he asked Reverse, not Bill themselves. And Reverse's story was very... one sided (not that Bill's version wasn't) ever asked or pressed them about talking about their past, and since Frisk kept asking them questions and didn't shrug off their answers like Bill wanted them to, it made them panic. Bill did not like talking about their past unless they were gloating about destroying their home. But getting into the specifics? It scared them. They didn't want to risk emotion showing.

Good. Bill thought as they felt the barrier's strength lessen, although there still was a dull feeling. They'll probably come back to FeralFront's Dimension with a headache, but oh, this was worth it. Bill grinned as they continued on, hoping to be able to reach Frisk before anything else tried to stop them. They assumed Frisk had more barriers somewhere, but hey, you never knew. As much as Bill claimed to be the master of the mind, they didn't know everything about an individual's Mindscape, especially if they've never been there before.
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Bill probably did look pitiful, didn't they? Starving themselves and depriving them of everything a body needs would cause them to be extreme weak physically, no matter how much they pretended they were immortal. The body will acted as if it were worn down, especially with the burns it had, and Bill didn't have a lot of energy in the body. But oh, soon that will change. Once they became corrupted, then would they finally be a force to be messed with. Although the ability to use many powers won't change, they will become much larger, to the size of a rhino. Extra eyes, extra mouths, plus that size would be hell to mess with.

Or so Bill believed, anyway. Bill hissed as Lonepaw's body burned their pads, though it was more out of anger than out of pain. That twisted grin was still on their maw, and they shook their head when Lonepaw spat at them. "Not gonna kill you." Bill spoke with a smirk. Not yet anyway. No, they needed Lonepaw alive so BlizzardClan would know who attacked her. Bill aimed to stab LONEPAW, though considering her body heat was extremely high, it was possible that if Bill had succeeded, the knife would eventually melt before they could do anything.
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Ah, Frisk and Steampunk got the point! Bill made a clicking sound, clearly pleased at the suggestions. "Definitely try the carnival thing." They stated. "Invite neutral AntiClans and ally." That sounded good to them. Turning to Frisk, they gave a nod. "Ideas noted. Can make some if you want." Whatever they started with, they didn't care. "We do carnival idea soon."
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Oh, shoot. Bill forgot to actually announce who this was. Ah, oh well, what mattered is that BlizzardClan knew about Jerseyboy being captured, the Rebellion didn't need to know who this was. Bill let out a hiss of anger as they were swiped at, and they stumbled backwards, shaking their head. Jerseyboy had attacked dangerously close to their eyes, and that set them off even more. Their eyes were already faulty and hard to see from, so someone attacking them and making them worse would be awful. But they would try to hide their discomfort at how close Jerseyboy had gotten.

Conjuring up a knife, Bill would run at JERSEYBOY, aiming to jump on him to keep him down on the ground. If they were successful in this attack, they would try to stab JERSEYBOY's shoulder, trying to move the knife around (if they were able to get the knife into Jersey's shoulder in the first place) to form a triangle-shaped wound. Conjuration didn't take much energy, but Bill likely wouldn't be using powers for a while after this.

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//HE WANTED TO MAKE HIM HIS BITCH
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Bill's ever present grin seemed to grow larger at Jerseyboy's yell, and as the feline went limp under their paws. Bill threw the knife off somewhere in the arena and smirked at Jersey. "What about killing us?" They mocked, hopping off of Jerseyboy. But were they done? Oh ho, no. Not yet. Almost as soon as they released JERSEYBOY, Bill leaped at him again, aiming to rake their claws across his side.
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Like Frisk, Bill was used to being chased off. Especially by WindClan. But what was expected when they came to the border? Bill shouldn't expect a Clan to open them with open arms (like they did), since almost every Clan was wary and ready to chase them off at a moment's notice. Bill came after Frisk, ears flicking at Wildworld.
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Oh geez, was Frisk gonna 'yell' at them again? Although last time they did, it was at a check-up, not a herb-whatever-thing. Bill grunted as they came over, clearly not wanting to be. "We watch." They declared.
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Bill flicked their tail at Fortinbras's question, as if dismissing it. It was the Clans' job to figure out how one would ally themselves to the cause. Bill tilted their head at Elizabeth's comment, clearly amused. "Do you wish more?" They inquired. If Elizabeth (or anyone) wanted to fight, they'd certainly oblige.

Now, to Oliver. Bill had been waiting for the griffin to take notice of them and their ever-present grin seemed to grow larger. "Is that so?" They mused. Although they wouldn't say it a loud, they only had one body at the moment, so Oliver's words should mean more to them. But it doesn't, simply because they believed they were invincible. And joining this group did not help their ego.
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Luckily for Wildworld, Bill wouldn't notice this. But oh, if they did... Bill laughed as Jersey bit into their arm, tail moving around in amusement. The body clearly wasn't okay with the bite, but the Ringmaster seemed to enjoy it. If only they had enough energy to light themselves on fire... Ah, well. Another time. Using their free arm, Bill tried to claw at JERSEYBOY's muzzle, trying to force him to let go.
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Bill was a demon, a dream demon specifically, but no one had ever kicked them for being just a demon. It didn't mean that someone couldn't, but they did snort at Wildworld's explanation. "Fine to stay." Bill echoed Frisk, though in a much more grumpier tone. "Bill Cipher. Ringmaster."
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Lonepaw wasn't fighting back anymore, and Bill seemed highly pleased at that. Using the knife, Bill would try to carve a triangle into the area. And looked as if they were going to do more. Until Lonepaw started speaking again. The demon tensed up, a growl rising in their throat. "Not reason." They spat, as if trying to hide the fact that it was, in fact, the reason. Bill lit up into flames, burning more fur and skin off their body as they did so, stepping back from Lonepaw. This was the second time this has happened. Was it because they didn't take care of themselves properly, or was it because of how small this body was?
It was both. Bill needed to learn to take care of their body more, and now it was more evident than ever. Corrupt was growling inside them (and could possibly be heard from outside them), and Bill felt blood rising in their throat because of the way the creature was moving inside them. Bill spat out the black-colored substance before they fled, leaving BlizzardClan's territory. If Corrupt was active, it would distract them from harming Lonepaw more, and would end up in their defeat, and Bill did not want to be defeated. In their mind, this was a victory.

But they needed to calm down now. Frisk was right, they had to take care of themselves. And maybe then would people fear them once they looked strong. Or not. But once Corrupt emerged, they were sure that people would be fearing them. People feared the unknown, and Corrupt could certainly be considered that, if not a freak of nature.

//out!
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Bill was returning from an attack they had on a BlizzardClanner. Their fur was practically covered in burns, and they bleed from scratch wounds and some areas where the flames had burned far into their skin. Bill was limping back to camp, blood coming from their mouth and from their eyes (which was normal; their eyes were bleeding more profusely now). Once the demon reached camp, they collapsed.

Lonepaw and Frisk had both mentioned how they were afraid of appearing to be weak. First was Frisk, then Lonepaw. Is it that obvious now? Bill mentally whined to themselves. Do we really appear that weak? It made sense, considering how their body looked at the moment (not counting the wounds). Frisk was right, they had to take care of their body more in order to be truly feared as they wanted to. Well, Frisk hadn't said that taking care of their body would make them stronger, but they did say it'd make them be able to fight better. Corrupt was awake, triggered by Lonepaw targeting them mentally. It was almost as if she knew Bill's past, which was impossible. They never spoke of it and tried to avoid the question. Which probably looked back on their end, since they avoided and ignored Frisk, and fled from Lonepaw when she confronted them. Corrupt was not happy, as evident by the way blood came from Bill's eyes and mouth, and the way the Ringmaster's body was twitching violently. Growls could be heard from Bill's mouth, which weren't from Bill themselves, but Corrupt. In fact, Bill seemed practically unconscious.

//Wounds: multiple burns across body, some more deeper than others. A couple scratches here and there too. The bleeding from the eyes/mouth can't be helped since they're from Corrupt, but calming Bill down might slow the flow (if they tell what's wrong lmao)
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So Yuki thought it was wise to come marching to the Rebellion and think they would release their friend. It was quite amusing, really. After Bill led Yuki to where the cages were, they had thrown her into an empty one in preparation for another Torture Show. Which was today. Bill wheeled Yuki's cage into the main tent, grinning as they walked towards their makeshift mound. Using the microphone, they called, "Come one, come all to Rebellion's Torture Show!"

@Sheryl
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Too late. Although Bill hadn't been aware there was a Riftian on the territory until they got closer, their mood immediately shifted from neutral to angry. Pushing past Frisk and Wildworld, Bill aimed to lash out at NEMO. Regardless if their attack succeeded, they snarled, "Leave."
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Controlling fire was something easy to do in Bill's opinion, although a ring of fire was less volatile. The demon watched Wildworld toss it around with interest, their head tilted to convey this emotion. "Think about do Show?" They asked, which would translate to 'You thinking about doing a Show?' Wildworld would have to practice still, obviously, but perhaps enough practice will make him better enough to present.
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"Leave." Bill repeated with a snarl as they moved forward when Nemo backed up, a paw raised to prepare another lash at Nemo. They did not tolerate enemies on the border. They never have. In The Exiles, they had to be a tad more lenient when it came to people at the border, since technically everybody could be an enemy, yet they could be joining. The Cartel, too, since, though everyone was an enemy, they still had drugs and other things to sell, and an enemy might show up at the border to buy something from them secretly. However, here in the Rebellion, they actually had enemies. Which means Bill could very well beat them up when they came to the border. And they'll gladly do just that.
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Bill had always believed nobody wanted to question them because they had once been a fearful creature when they led The Exiles -- and The Cartel to a certain extent. But here, in the Rebellion, things had to be more laxed because they were co- leading with someone. To which Bill was slowly starting to get annoyed of. If they were the sole leader, things would be a lot different. Somewhat; Bill would be more strict, at least.

Hearing footsteps near them as NPCs gathered to see what was going on, Bill's eyes snapped open and they let out a warning growl -- one from themselves, not Corrupt. As Frisk neared them, they flattened their ears against their head, and tried to swipe at Frisk when they attempted to soothe them. However, due to their wounds, they were barely able to be able to move their arm to do so. Bill was breathing heavily, clearly not liking whatever Frisk was doing.

Until they were calm suddenly. It wasn't often someone was able to manipulate their emotions like that, especially considering their mental barrier, but with Corrupt being active, it was easy to manipulate them, almost as if they were a child. Bill seemingly relaxed, though they tried to still appear angry at Frisk.
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Emotions were a strange concept to Bill, even if they once had all of them. They didn't like showing any emotion other than anger, amusement, or... nothing. Reverse being separated from them made them unable to express 'sad' emotions such as guilt or remorse or sadness, but there was still that tiny feeling inside Bill that made them miss and regret destroying their home. Luckily, they had enough control to not express it. Being angry all the time made people think of you as unpredictable, which Bill liked. Being neutral conveyed mystery, or so Bill hoped. What are they thinking? What are they planning? Those are questions Bill hoped went through peoples' minds. Being amused, well, it was complicated. Bill found everything to be funny, and laughed for no reason, most of the time.

Speaking of amusement, that's what Bill was right now, upon hearing Frisk call out. They chuckled to themselves, tail swishing around. Perhaps they could mess with Frisk for a bit, then reveal how they truly were. Yes... that should work. On Bill's end, they thought so, anyway. Moving forward towards Frisk, Bill would try to manipulate their mind to make them think they were Gordon. It wasn't complicated to attempt, even if Bill was right there in Frisk's mind. But it actually working? That was another thing. "Fr-Frisk?" Bill called out, trying to manipulate their voice to sound like Gordon's. Which, admittedly, might sound strange, even if Bill's manipulation worked.
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