Maybe I don't hate Camp Campbell...

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I have returned from an unspoken hiatus! Bearing gifts! In the form of much needed updated writing and muses and just inspiration in general!

I honestly don’t know if anyone still roleplays on tumblr anymore, let alone Undertale roleplaying, but if there is anyone interested both Arial and Charm are back open for business!

If you could like or reblog this if you want to interact that would be fantastic!

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I can’t go into detail what has happened to my brother that he’s no longer living with my other brother. My second eldest brother is being a pain in the butt keeping this a secret but I know why my brother of 8 years older than me has removed from the new apartment they were going to share weeks ago.

It embarrassed me that my older brother ( of almost 15 years) did this allowing my other brother be living in hotels and finding out if he didn’t have enough money from work he was sleeping in neighborhood streets in his car. It brakes my heart when my other older brother (I got 5 brothers I’m sorry this is confusing) told me about this and he’s been helping him out by letting him sleep at his home. Which I’ve mentioned before when my brother visited me at work about 5 days ago I had commented. “Hey you’re losing weight you look good!” To which he replied back. “Yeah I haven’t been eating”.

I stupidly shrugged it out as a joke by how he smiled at me when in reality my brother had been going 2-3 days with out eating or just having snacks from work instead. Again I can’t go into detail what happened between my two older brothers. But I’m not going to let my brother be sleeping in the streets or go without food. The past few days many of you have donated to my Ko-Fi which I am very grateful and I added the remanding funds to send it to my brother this week.

If you cannot commission but would like to help I have a Kofi Page anything you send will be to help my brother till week. Commission information and slots can be seen at the “read more” if you can commission I understand !! Please reblog to help out!! My family comes first before I think about getting a new desktop. I’ve already taken out of my funds to help him leaving just enough in my bank account for my life insurance payment and phone bill that will come up soon.

7 slots are only available because I only have 7 sheets lets of my 6″ by 8″ paper that I use for my copics!!

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“This doesn’t look like Magic Camp…” Hybrid says, lowering their pamphlet confused. “It looks more like a Do It All Camp!” they look around with a frown before huffing at the state of what they can see. “And not even a good one… darn it Zeron… How’s this supposed to help me?” they grumpily tuck their pamphlet away fully before crossing their arms and walking into the camp.

Well they’re here now. So they might as well meet some of the other campers. And the counsellors.

One camper in particular was off on the side,sitting under a tree playing on a old gameboy, sounds that were similar to a retro platformer. He had poofy black hair and was wearing a blue hoodie and jeans despite the heat. His green eyes flickered across the screen as he concentrated. When Hybrid there was the sound of a video game character dying, and he looked visibly annoyed.

“Then why the fuck are you here? I need medical attention not an imposter who thinks its halloween!”

Max’s hand was bleeding, sharp thorns sticking out from it and he was cursing quietly.

“Can you help or not? I don’t need another lecture from David today!”

“u-uh! i-i can help! just- hold still o-okay?”

He carefully took the child’s hand in his own and looked over it. Grimacing at the damage. Sure it wasn’t too bad but it was a rather nasty thought to have thorns stuck like that. He was quite happier being a skeleton. 

“okay. this might be a little weird but it will help.”

He slipped off his glove and held the smaller’s hand again. His own was glowing green with healing magic. It wasn’t patching it up yet, just dulling the pain. 

He stared in awe as the pain alowly dulled to more of a numb feeling. He muttered words of shock, them growing even more as the bones appeared.

Max's hand was bleeding, sharp thorns sticking out from it and he was cursing quietly.