Hello! This is the blog for SunniesStories/MoonShot
Get to know me :D
I'm a Writer, one who is very passionate for the craft.
I currently specialize in Fanfiction and Original Stories.
You can find them all here! <- Link
No commissions for Writing as of current, but Writing Requests are available!
However they'll only be for my original Stories and fandoms I am in.
If I do end up doing commissions it would be for a full story, Writing Requests would be Oneshots.
Fandoms include:
Dandy's World.
One More Night.
Phighting.
Terraria (Modded AND Vanilla)
FNAF (Only up to Security Breach)
And quite a lot more :D
Stuff I'll do for Writing Requests:
Fluff
Angst
Gore
Torture/Violence
Fighting (I'll do my best, but I ain't good at it ;v;)
Human Versions of characters
Fandoms meeting
Lime
OCs x Fandom characters.
Things I will not do for Writing Requests:
Smut/Lemon
Proships/Darkships
A character from a fandom x a character from a different fandom. (Example: Shrimpo from DW x Medkit from Phighting).
OCs x My OCs (unless they do not have a lover, then maybe).
Politics
If you do want your OC in a Writing Req I'll prob need a description or ref art so I can attempt to do them justice ;v;
However I do mostly Human Versions of characters, so I may make a human version for writing ;v;
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I looked at the messages I'd sent. Tablet in my hands.
Why.
Why did it feel like I did something wrong...?
I did the request that my friend asked of me. Yet I feel.... anxious. The information has been left on read. Along with the apology for the sudden information.
Why am I overthinking this....
Why can't my mind calm down. As I put my tablet to charge, slight stories of my life played I my mind.
Scenes of.... me. But not Me.
A version of me. A version I changed myself to be, to be appealing. A version I crafted to make others happy. I changed my words. My ways. The way I spoke. The way I acted. The games I played. Yet now....
....now I'm looking back and I don't know what is me anymore. Sure, I know core things about myself — like how I love video games. But I don't know if I truly know..... me.
I can claim I like a game when I've been losing interest, and everyone would buy it since they like it. I've forfeited my opinion cause I wanted to spend time with others that I cared about. Forfeited how I felt cause it would be a problem.
I lied down on my floor, looking up at the three glow in the dark star stickers on my ceiling. Why can't I just return to the simpler time....
I feel lost, yet at the same time I feel like I've always been found. I'm scared for whats to come, but the fear feels empty as well.
Lying on my stomach, I crossed my arms and lied my head on them. Maybe I just need to sleep this off....
~~~(Smol time skip)~~~
I've been lying here for half an hour. And I still feel.... empty.
No sleep. No calmness. Just overwhelming thoughts.
I'd been the middle man again. I'd put information on someone they weren't expecting. I'd requested something wholesome and made it sound weird....
Why....
Why can I not calm my mind...?
Why can I not be like others?
I've got nothing figured out, yet I'm looked to as if I have answers.
Why can't I just know what to say? Why can't I just feel stuff correctly? Why can't I just.... be.
I can't be myself, cause it's a version of me even I don't want to face. Or if I could face it. Cause I don't think I know myself anymore.... I don't know at all.
I'm scared. Scared of storms. Scared for a reply. Scared of spiders. Scared for the future. I'm.... just scared.
I feel like a kid; scared and home alone during a storm.
I don't want to be scared. I want to be me. Truly me. But I don't know who I am. Sure, my life isn't going bad. I'm not upset....
....but I'm not happy either.
These fears feel empty. The things I enjoyed are losing the spark from the great flame they once were. The small bits of fun I have with my friends end up feeling slightly empty.
I just sighed, closing my eyes once more. I let the thoughts just.... keep going. I let them go as they pleased as I just drifted off....
Characters: Healer, Effector, Charger, Knight, Rocket, Items, and Slinger
He struck down the last enemy, wiping his brow. We won the fight. We jumped as we had just beaten a massive hurdle, completing our game! We'd beaten the boss!! Well, bosses.
Our pixels collided as we hugged, descending to claim our reward. Our prize.
"Sweet, that took long enough." Effector said.
"Amazing job guys!" I exclaimed happily.
"We did it!" Charger stated.
We talked for a little, before my friends had left, heading to another game world.
I sat there. Wondering what I could do. Maybe I could do this myself!!
~~~(Timeskip)~~~
I've done it! I completed it by myself! Yay!!
The prize podium set empty. Right. Only one reward per person. Maybe someone else needs help! I'm sure they'd like it!
I warped back to the start of the area, sitting there for a while, humming a tune. Oh! Maybe I can help my other friends! I pulled up the weird UI, messaging them. They'd joined not long after, and we started.
Fight after fight. I could feel the pain of all the damage I'm taking. Yet I kept my focus on my team. After a while, we did it on our first try.
"We did it, Knight! We did it!" I exclaimed, shaking Knight.
"Yeah yeah." Knight replied, slightly shoving my off of him.
"Alright, time for us to grab our reward!" Rocket exclaimed just before she jumped down the hole to the reward room.
"Yeah!" Items said happily as she followed.
I followed, and we chatted for a little. Just chilling.
"Oh! Maybe we can fight him!" I exclaimed. "Since you guys need the reward!"
They all collectively agreed to.
After a long, and treacherous fight, we won!
"Sweet." Rocket said.
They celebrated, and left. O-Oh, okay! Maybe I can help some random people passing by!
I warped back to the one area, setting up a sign. "Helping with this area!" The sign read.
I sat cross-legged, swaying back and forth.
A group came by, saw my sign, and asked about it. I stood up, and went with them.
Yet nothing. We beat the area. And they celebrated. And left.
It happened. Again. Again. Again.
My signs become worn. My eyes have grown tired. My smile faded. I've been helping people through. I sighed as one guy came up. I stood up, preparing once more.
We ended up finishing it after a while. Just this little duo.
"Thank you, Healer!!" Slinger exclaimed happily.
I froze. Slowly turning to them. Those words.
"I don't know if I could've done it without you." Slinger stated as they went to get their reward.
I stayed there. My gaze was fixated on the spot they went through to claim their reward. Their words echoed in my mind.
"Thank you, Healer!!"
Out of all the ones passing by. The many parties I'd helped. The one on one's. Never had I gotten a true Thank you. Not even from Effector and Charger, nor Knight and his party.
I could feel a tear well up in my eye. I quickly forced if away.
Now I remember why I started this. To see the joy on people's face when they finished. After the month of feeling like I was exploited for my worth, I finally feel like the worth was real. From waking up each day, till I went back to my room world to sleep, I'd be there helping.
Day after day people would ask for help. And then leave after getting their rewards.
But instead of leaving immediately after claiming their reward, Slinger reminded me why I started this, and why I do this style. To help people. Though I may not get a Thank you at all.
I can still be rewarded by the joy on their face.
I smiled, warping to my room world, and lying on my bed. I sighed, closing my eyes and smiling.
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Been a little since I've done this, so here ya go!!
Characters: ???
I just sat there. Looking at my monitor. I got up, and sat on my carpeted floor, staring at it. I sighed, closing my eyes and letting my thoughts whisk me away.
Yet nothing came. Nothing besides the reminder. The reminder of what I am. Of what I've become. Of what I need to be. Of what I am bound to being.
The happy one.
The optimistic one.
The one who smiles.
The one that doesn't get upset.
The one that doesn't get depressed.
The one that doesn't get uncomfortable.
The one that doesn't get frustrated.
The one that doesn't get angry.
The one that doesn't get sad.
I don't let those happen. I can't let those happen. If I don't, some of my closest may do things that none of us are ready for. So I have to be there. Spreading joy. Spreading mischief. Spreading smiles. Trying my best to make them smile.
I can't let my negative side show. I won't let it.
Cause last time I did, stuff broke. I hurt someone close to me... I hurt one of my closest friends. And not just that, it had collateral damage. Yaaaaay!
But I'm tired of it. I'm sick of it. I'm bound to this identity. Cause if I don't.... I don't want to think about it. I shook my head, trying to shake out the thoughts of losing someone in a way I could never find them again.
I'm tired of being the happy one.... I want to scream. To yell. To cry. To just.... use my voice.
But at this point, I'm not sure if I can.... I'm the happy one. The optimist. I can't let my own flaws be shown. I can't let my negative side be shown.
But gosh I want to....
I want to for once speak my trouble. To speak my frustration. My sorrow. My angers. My.... everything. I want to be able to yell. To scream. To cry. ...I-
I don't want it to pile up, and come crashing down like an avalanche at the slightest noise. But I can't let it show. And when I do... it seems like nobody listens.
I lied down, staring at my ceiling.
Maybe it is better that I am the optimistic one, instead of someone else being the optimist. If not, who knows where the hell I'd be.... maybe the grave.
I sighed, grabbing my journal and pencils. Maybe this will make me feel better.... I doubt it.
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Shorter one, but its full of angst.
Characters: ???
I could feel it all slipping away. The friends I held dear. The hobbies I once enjoyed. It all felt like it was crashing down.... I can hear their voices. Mocking.
"You've done enough."
"You've hurt me."
"Why?"
"Why did you do that?!"
It kept hitting me like it was a brick. I stared at my screen. Sure, gaming could make me forget about it. But tomorrow I could come back worse then before. I looked at empty messages. Unreplied. Devoid of conversation. Like we were strangers once more. It killed me.
I just lied back. Surely, surely they wouldn't miss someone like me. Someone who has made them uncomfortable. Had pushed boundaries. That had put others in awful situations. No one would miss me.
The window is right there.... right beside me. Right next to my desk. The temptation strong. No one would miss me. I'd get the worry for me out of their life.
I'd be gone.
Gone from their sight. From their mind. From their life. They wouldn't have to worry. To care. To respond. They'd be free of me.... They wouldn't have to be uncomfortable, or wouldn't become uncomfortable. They wouldn't have to worry. They wouldn't have to get angry. They'd just be. They'd be fine without me. They'd be fine knowing I was dead.
No tears would come. No sadness would appear.
I sighed, turning to my window and opening it. Staring down at the ground beneath me. They'll be free. They'll have a burden lifted.
I closed my eyes....
....and I let myself fall. I plummeted, and quickly. They'll be glad I'm gone...
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*sniffle* me and you are enemies now... 🤧🤧🤧/silly/j
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no pressure!! i just thought this little personality test was cute :9
@heartkittieslittle-glowing-monke c'mere, its Casper time!
Tw: Partial gore, and fighting.
Characters: Dandicus Dandifer, Casper/Human!Casper, and Rift from MT (MT is on my Wattpad)
Casper was called by Dandy as per usual. He had to deal with yet another task. Casper heard glitching as he entered Dandy's office, yet paid no attention to it. Dandy was hunched over his desk, papers scattered all across it.
"Casper, come in!" Dandy welcomed, his voice shaky. "Listen, I'm sorry you-"
"Save it. Just tell me what you want." Casper ordered, cutting off Dandy.
"I need you to investigate something." Dandy sighed. "Boxten keeps saying he's hearing something odd around the train station. Dyle is too busy to handle it."
"Fine." Casper replied, crouching to get through Dandy's door.
Casper walked the hallway, sighing. He got to the train station quickly. Everything looked fine.
Boxten I swear if you wasted my time.... Casper thought as he looked around.
Casper continued wandering. Yet he heard it again. A faint glitching sound. Was that what Boxten was mentioning? Casper moved to where the sound was coming from. He finally saw something. A little, white, glowing orb. Casper tried to go to Dandy to report it....
....but curiosity got the better of him. Casper grabbed the orb, holding it. Casper felt himself grow tired. He tried to drop the orb, but it stuck to his hands. Throwing it didn't work. Casper's eyes fluttered shut, and he fell to the ground.
~~~~~~
Casper finally awoke, about to fall onto cement. Casper was caught by something. It looked to be.... ichor? Casper panicked, thrashing around and getting it off of him, it all landing on the ground.
Casper finally got a good look at himself. Through a tiny puddle of ichor he could see.... that he was human again — or at least partially. He had medium length, messy, brunette hair. His heterochromia was still there as it had been for years. He had on an orange sweater, and dark jeans. He had on white and blue running shoes on. Casper still had his cat ears and tail.
As Casper was looking at his still partially sharp teeth, the ichor started moving on it's own. Then.... it flew to someone, attaching to them like it was a body part before fading. The person had black hair with red tips, their face hidden behind a mask that covered their entire face. On the mask was a screen, looked to be like their face. They had on a black sweater with red accents, with a white shirt beneath and black jeans on. On his feet were standard sneakers.
Casper approached angrily. Casper grabbed the guy by his sweater, holding him up.
"You! You control the ichor!" Casper spat. "What's your connection to Dandy?!"
"R-" "let me handle it." The guy said, cutting off someone else.
The guy turned into the ichor like substance again, along with his clothes. He stepped out of Casper's grasp, and turned back to normal.
"I'm not sure who this, Dandy, guy is you're talking about, but I can assure you I know no one named that." The guy stated.
"Mhm, sure." Casper replied.
"Now, is there anything else you want?" The guy asked, dusting himself off. "Cause I can fucking tell there is."
"Yeah, tell me the truth." Casper ordered. "Who are you?"
The guy sighed. "Really? That's your order?"
Casper's scowl grew. He reached for the guy's mask.
(Warning, fight ahead)
The guy grabbed Casper's arm, slamming him into the ground. He held Casper's face on the floor. The skin in the guy's right arm looked to rip off, revealing dark green scales.
"Do. Not." The guy said sharply. "I do not care who nor what you are. Do, not."
Casper swept the guy's legs, tearing off the mask. The guy froze, his face directed towards the floor. Casper could feel the anger radiating off of this guy. The guy started laughing. Not amused. Not happy. Maniacal laughter. As if he had gone insane.
"Hahaha ha! You're lucky we're in a time cube." The guy stated, standing up.
The guy vanished. Casper stumbled back a little, and focused. This guy was preparing something.... Casper could feel it. Casper closed his eyes, focusing on his hearing.
Casper stuck out his arm, grabbing the guy. He was caught off guard. Casper got a look at the guy's face.
Holy.... and I thought I had it bad... Casper thought.
The guy's left cheek was fully melted off, and didn't look like it scarred over, but wasn't bleeding. His eyes were a deep red. Anger was painted on his face like graffiti on a train. The guy turned his arm into the ichor like substance, retracing it before grabbing Casper's tail.
Casper swept his legs again before grabbing the guy's arm, slamming him into the ground. He guy dissapeared. He drilled his foot onto Casper's head, sending him face first into the ground. The guy made a javelin out of the ichor substance before trying to stab it into Casper.
Casper grabbed the guy with his tail, throwing him to a nearby wall. The guy smashed against the wall. Through the small cloud of smoke, he could see the guy standing.
"Huh, an even match." The guy said.
The guy stepped out, wiping a few drops of blood away from his mouth. His mouth spread into a wide, half smile — literally, he could only smile using the right side of his face. Not one of anger, nor happiness. More of.... a silent adoration. The guy sprinted before vanishing again. Casper readied his fists.
Music seemed to start playing. Something.... classy. Like a friendly duel.
OK, before you continue. Ik I may seem weird for thus, BUT!
I recommend putting on the song Cold Shoulder (by Quest) while you continue reading. It can be found on YouTube.
It just fits the vibe :3
The guy appeared once more, this time a sword looked to be made of ichor in his hand. The sword was dripping, yet was solid — like ice that was constantly growing back. In his other hand was another sword, held by the blade.
The guy tossed the sword the Casper, the sword landing at Casper's feet. The guy smiled, readying his sword. Casper chuckled, grabbing the sword with his tail before holding it in his hand. The guy's blood partially dripped from the blade in Casper's hand. Casper picked up the sword hesitantly. This wasn't about anger anymore. Nor a hatred for someone. More of....
A game. A challenge. Someone of equal strength, and of equal fortitude.
"All rules are out the window." The guy said. "First to strike the other's heart, wins."
"Sounds like a challenge." Casper said, his mouth growing into a mischievous grin.
The two held their sword, ready for the other's first move. The guy tried to strike first, sending his sword towards Casper's arm.
"Go Rift!" Casper heard a guy yell.
Rift.... is that this guy's name? Casper thought.
The two dueled in a standard manner. Swords clashed, sending sparks all over. It kept going, neither truly wanting to end the duel. Yet it kept repeating. Jabbing swords, sparks flying, dodges. All of it.
"This is getting boring." The guy stated, jumping back a little. "Got any way to spice it up?"
"You betcha." Casper replied, jumping back as well.
Casper activated his mark. His iris' started glowing. Casper could feel power course through his veins. It it stung. What looked rivers formed on Casper's skin, flowing glowing blue and orange.
A spike halo appeared around Casper's head, reflecting the same color. Wings ripped open Casper's back and sweater. The wings looked to be made of chaotic energy, crackling around partially like lightning. Casper jumped, and was sent quite high.
"NOW THAT'S HOW YOU SPICE IT UP!" The guy yelled.
The guy seemed to grow wings made of ichor, and grow horns made of it as well. His sword fused with his arms, creating blade in his forearms. They were standard wrist blades, except deeper in his arms, the blades stopping right at his wrist.
The guy jumped, his eyes locked with Casper's. The two hovered in the air. Completely stationary. Casper broke the hilt off his sword, bending it to the shape of a crowbar. Casper heated up the blade and dulled it partially.
Casper readied the crowbar, and the guy readied his blades. The two flew full speed, their weapons clashing before being sent back in recoil. The guy crossed his arms, flying full speed towards Casper. Casper flew out of the way, before striking the guy in his right arm. The two heard the faintest Crack.
The guy felt where he was struck. And in his hand.... were broken scales.
"Huh, first time someone's actually done real damage." The guy said, chuckling.
Casper flew toward him once more, trying to strike at the guy's neck. Casper missed, and was met with a strike to his leg, cutting it clean open. Casper let out a pained yell. Yet he was smiling partially. A true fight. Filled with pain. But it was fun.
As the guy tried to strike, Casper blocked it with the crowbar. The guy brought up his knee, hitting Casper in the jaw. Casper kicked him away, the both being sent in opposite directions.
The two stayed stationary for a little. Suddenly, the guy snapped, his hair being tied back in a pony tail. He snapped again, and the same happened with Casper's.
Sweet! Casper thought as he lunged at the guy.
Casper could feel the mark healing his leg quickly.
"Playin dirty, are we?" The guy chuckled as he noticed Casper's leg. "Now this'll be fun!"
Casper expected the guy to change. For him to transform like a video game boss. Yet he stayed the same. Casper could see a new determination and adoration in the guy's eyes.
The guy flew towards Casper, vanishing from sight. Not even a second later he body checked Casper from behind. Casper swung his crowbar, yet missed.
The guy lunged, boosting off of nothing — jumping off of air. He struck Casper again, taking his hand off. Casper swung, and he could tell he broke part of the guy's shin. Both winced....
....yet they were both smiling. It was truly fun to the both of them. Casper stared at where his hand would have been for a minute. Casper focused, and a hand made out of the same energy as his wings formed.
"Sick!" The guy exclaimed.
The guy turned his leg into the ichor substance fully. It was like his normal leg, except completely black and like an ever regenerating piece of ice. No matter how much it dripped it kept shape.
The two were an even match for each other. Anything broken or damaged by Casper could be fixed. Any cut or limb taken off by the guy could be healed. The only true way to end it would be what they agreed upon — striking the other's heart.
Casper knew Shrimpo would be worried out of his mind, so he had to end this quick. And then somehow find his way back to GardenView. The guy could tell Casper needed to end this. The guy went full speed.
"Apologies, but this is where this ends." The guy stated, kicking Casper down towards the ground.
A Scythe of ichor seemed to materialize in the guy's hands, and he flew full speed towards Casper — who was falling still. The two were headed towards the ground quickly, yet they still clashed mid air, smiles still on their faces.
Casper had gotten the guy below him, pushing him down and increasing both their speed. The guy flipped right as they were about to hit the ground. He swung the Scythe....
....and it pierced Casper's heart as they hit the ground. The guy was crouched beside Casper, breathing heavily. He stood, looking at Casper's body.
"All right! You're good!" The guy yelled, looking over somewhere.
Time seemed to rewind for them. Their fight completely playing in reverse. Every strike. Every cut. Everything was healed. It stopped when they were standing infront of each other, the guy with his mask on.
"What the...." Casper muttered, looking around.
"Time cube." The guy stated. "Spacial structure that allows the rewind of time within it."
"Uh.... huh." Casper replied.
"Sorry, but I gotta do this." The guy stated, a frying pan materializing in his hand.
With a loud thunk, Casper was out like a light.
~~~~~~
Casper awoke in the train station of GardenView. He was back to being a toon. Casper looked around, and chuckled.
"May have been a dream...." Casper said as he stood. "But that.... was fun."
Casper grabbed the glowing orb, and walked back to Dandy.
Favorite animal - MOUNTAIN GOATS!!! THEYRE SO CUTE I LOVE THEM AND I WANNA SEE A REAL LIFE ONE SOON WHEN I GO TO THE MOUNATINS IN THE SUMMER!!
Favorite fictional character - Shion (saihate station), Ren (14 days with you), Akira (Devilman Crybaby)
And favorite song - The Maiden and the Selkie, You're all Scotch No Soda, THE DRIVER, Dulaman, Rule #23 Birds of a Feather, life is good, READ YOUR DIARY
favorite animal: sea otters or wolves or bunnies !!
favorite fictional characters: PERCY JACKSON, annabeth chase, leo valdez, nico di angelo
favorite song: (as of now) that's a no no (itzy), oh my god (i-dle), superboard (stray kids), cover me (stray kids), blind spot (stray kids), like that (babymonster)
animal- fictional is gumiho and pheonix but irl is fennec fox and panda!
fictional characters-hermione granger, kang saebyeok, usagi, and uhhh keefe sencen (COUGH I CAN DO BETTER THEN SOPHIE KEEFE CMON NOW)
song- 34+35 by ariana, positions by ariana, sheesh by baemon, chkhckboom by skz, gabriela by katseye, divine by skz in my head by skz xo by enha moonstruck by enha still monster by enha fever by enha
hmm, alr... i have favorites of weird things like a favorite word or favorite organ and then struggle w favorites of more basic stuff😭😭
color: YELLOW ABSOLUTELY (triangles are yellow to me and so is the number 8 which is why those are my favorite shape and number😁)
animal: DEERRR im very normal abt deers
fictional character: prob rosie from hazbin (cuz im gay)
song: all time fav ive had for a couple years now would be "lonesome organist rapes page turner" by the dresden dolls, but my current favorite would be zydrate anatomy by kidcrusher!!!! :D
fictional characters:Shelly,tisha [both from dw],rosie and alastor [both from hh] ,dogday and mommy long legs from ppt and pure vanilla + pudding a la mode from crk
Song:Cubism by WSS playground Wrecking ball by mother mother, all-american-bitch by olivia rodrigo , because i liked a boy and good graces both by sabrina carpenter
Fav Animals: Generally Invertebrates but if I had to choose a Boa Constrictor or a Lobster
Fav Characters: Aoi Todo (jjk) or Kento Nanami (jjk) but of course I'm a Dandy's World fan so Shelly or Poppy but honestly I really don't have favorites these are just the ones I've been thinking the most of.
Fav Song: Fire!!! By Vane Lily & Jamie Page or an all time classic My Way by Frank Sinatra
But my most played song is Terrible Things by AXIE
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(Info: He will win because he still has adrenaline from his humanness and it enhances his speed and strength by 10% ehehhehahauuhdnfn uhfu chokes and DIES)
Ask, and you shall receive, my friend.
I'm glad I can start off one of my first Writing Requests with my favorite type of writing ^v^
Characters: Human!Casper, Twisted Dyle, and Shrimpo.
TW: Violence and Gore.
Along with big sad
Casper and his team descended through the floors slowly, inching closer and closer to something they did not want to face. Something that killed more often then the most threatening of twisted counterparts. Dyle.
Dyle was feared. Feared by everyone. Hell, even feared by twisteds. No one dared to cross Dyle. Casper's messy brunette hair was instead up in a tiny pony tail so he could focus. His orange and blue eyes focused. His black tanktop was dirty, stained with rust and ichor. His dark sweatpants even more so, seeing as he had to kneel to do machines. His tail was kempt, and his ears flickering at a few noises.
Floor ten. Twenty. Thirty. Forty. Till eventually. They were forced to do it. They were forced to take on one of the hardest tasks in GardenView. Dyle. Casper was slightly nervous to say the least.
Why wouldn't he be? Stood beside Casper, was his boyfriend, Shrimpo. Shrimpo's dark orange hair wasn't brushed at all, partially falling infront of his eyes. His orange tanktop was partially torn, and his jeans stained with ichor he had stomped in for fun. Shrimpo stood proudly, his shrimp tail ever so slightly swaying.
The elevator opened, and out rushed Looey. Everyone else scattered, and Casper followed Shrimpo. The two made their way around, completing machines at a slower pace.
Tick.... tock... tick... tock... tick.
The ticking was endless when they were on the floor. Echoing throughout.
Tick... tock... Tick tock tick tock tick tock.
The ticking grew faster and faster. Casper tried to take Shrimpo off of the machine. But Shrimpo refused. Heavy footsteps grew loud, and quick. Then.... crunch.
"Looey, has, fallen." A female robotic voice rang out.
The ticking slowed. That moment held power over them. Not just over Casper and Shrimpo, but to them all. Looey had kept them alive all this time. He kept everyone safe. Now he was gone for the rest of the run.
Casper heard Blot panic. And then.... the ticking grew in speed. This time.... it grew closer. Louder then before. The heavy thuds shook the floor as Dyle appeared from no where. Casper reached for Shrimpo....
....But he was too late. Dyle crushed Shrimpo beneath his claws, before eating what was left. Casper was too slow. Too far. Shrimpo's blood was splattered on the floor, and on Dyle and Casper. Casper fell to his knees as Dyle slithered away.
Casper started crying. He looked at the remains of Shrimpo — which was just a small bit of him that wasn't crushed. On Shrimpo's uncrushed arm was a bracelet, handmade by Casper. Casper took it off of Shrimpo, holding it as he stood.
Casper just stood there, gaze on the floor as he clutched the bracelet. Casper's grip grew tight. He'd promised to protect Shrimpo. To keep him safe. Casper's cries grew to rage as he heard another crunch, and no signal from Blot. Another one fell, and Casper didn't do anything about it.
Casper moved slowly, his footsteps echoing through the floor. Everyone froze. Not just his team, but the twisteds as well. Casper's hind teeth grew sharper, his eyes looking around angrily. Casper put on the bracelet. He continued wandering. Till eventually....
He found what he was looking for. Casper's eyes fell upon the back of Dyle. Casper moved slowly at first. Then.... his steps quickened. Running to what he solely hated in that moment. He ran into the back of Twisted Dyle, grabbing the chain right at his head before jumping.
Casper flipped, Dyle still in his clutches. Dyle smashed against the ceiling, sending chunks of cement falling down. Casper smashed Dyle onto the ground, the crashing echoing throughout the entire area. Yet the ticking remained through the silence. A pile of rubble fell onto Dyle.
Dyle let out an angry gurgle that echoed throughout the floor. The ticking still continued. And Dyle was pinned. Casper ran up, digging his claws into Dyle's flesh and climbing up.
"Times up, sucker." Casper muttered angrily.
Blot slowly moved to where the two were, and hid behind a box as Casper continued climbing. Casper got onto Dyle's stomach, slowly walking up to his face. Dyle's arm moved at great speeds, sending Casper flying to the nearby wall. The wall cracked, and so did Casper's rib.
Casper coughed up blood, the taste a reminder of what he had lost to this pissy time worm. Casper got up, holding his side as he winced. Casper ran full speed, body checking Dyle who had gotten to an upright position.
Casper ran and followed where Dyle had gone. Dyle got sent to a wall, destroying it and having rubble fall onto himself and some onto Casper. Casper's claws dug into the end of Dyle's tail.
Dyle let out a pained screech, trashing and swinging his tail, trying to get Casper off. Casper got sent flying, taking some of the skin off of Dyle as if he had just peeled an orange. Casper landed his feet onto the wall, boosting and jumping off of it towards Dyle, discarding the torn off skin.
Casper slammed his head into Dyle's, sending Dyle back in a recoil. Slowly, the others in Casper's team gathered, watching the spectacle.
Casper grabbed the chain around Dyle's body, pulling tightly. Dyle's bones cracked under the pressure and bind of what Casper was doing. Casper's grip tightened. Dyle rolled, squashing Casper beneath him. Casper tried to hold up the weight of Dyle, yet Dyle put more pressure down.
Casper's gaze wandered to where Shrimpo had been mercilessly killed. And nearby that was the rest of his team. He wasn't doing this for just anger and revenge, but the ones still alive as well. Casper felt his strength come back, and he slowly lifted Dyle.
Casper let out a strained yell as he got Dyle off of him. Casper dug his claws into Dyle, before kicking him away. Dyle's partially tore off, and some was in the hands of Casper. Casper threw it to the side.
Casper ran, sinking his claws into where he had torn skin off of Dyle. Casper started clawing and clawing. Ripping out Dyle's flesh repeatedly. As Casper got to the insides of Dyle, Dyle grabbed Casper with his claws. Casper was held up to Dyle's face before being slammed into the floor.
Casper's ears rung for a moment, before his gaze fixated back onto Dyle. Dyle grabbed Casper again, looking at Casper's bloodied face. Dyle's teeth parted, ready to eat Casper. Casper struggled and struggled in Dyle's grasp.
Casper got one arm free, punching one of Dyle's teeth, breaking it, and sending shards into his mouth. Dyle threw Casper to the side, screeching in pain. Casper crashed on to the floor, letting out a hurt scream. Casper got up, holding his arm — which was almost definitely broken.
Casper slowly moved. Dyle's mouth was leaking blood and ichor from the cuts he had gotten. Casper moved quicker, running and digging his claws into Dyle again. Casper felt weak, his strength being expended more then usual.
Casper swung his claws, tearing Dyle's flesh further. Dyle let out a weak, pained cry. Dyle fell onto his side, his strength also expended. Casper's eyes teared up as he continued. He wanted Shrimpo back. He needed Shrimpo back.
Casper grabbed the chain on Dyle's stomach, trying to pull him. To thrash him around. Casper ended up sliding Dyle, and made him crash into a wall. However.... the wall cracked, and fell. The ceiling above Dyle fell.
The ticking stopped. He was dead. Casper moved closer, limping as he did. Casper got to Dyle's body, and fell to his knees. Then onto his side. Casper looked at the bracelet, and sighed. Casper's eyes fluttered closed as Blot rushed up with Cosmo.
Casper's pulse slowly faded as Cosmo tried to save him. Casper smiled weakly with his eyes closed. He had accomplished what he was trying to do. Casper's pulse faded completely, along with his breathing.
