SCREEEK!

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"Our little secret." She laughed softly, the giggled light on her breath. Sheesh, this guy was really tall! Intimidating, but he didn’t seem bad. Standing on the tips of her toes to make herself feel better, Lucille gave him a smile back in return. Was she going to get a friend for once? She hoped s-

"Ooh!" Lucille pointed upwards, towards a fluffy cloud laced with blue. "That … That one looks like a castle! The cloud, I mean. Do you ever watch the clouds?" Nice subject changer. Lucille was too excited for her own good.

Antasma's ears slowly lowered as she looked up at him. Another thing that made him feel so out of place on this island was his height, which could range from around 1ft to 9ft, while all the Pi'illos were so small, aside from Dreambert. It was another thing about himself that made him feel self conscious.

He blinked when Lucille suddenly pointed and his ears perked back up as his gaze turned to the sky, noting the cloud she was pointing to. He cocked his head to the side. He guessed it kind of did. He looked down at her when she stated her question.

"N...no, not really... I am not usually avake during thee day to see them."

Yes, he was having sleeping issues again.

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"Woah." The Dreambert. Like, THE Dreambert, was hanging out with Antasma! This was a lot to take in, wow. The Pi’llo grinned for a second, completely disregarding that Antasma was a threat in her eyes before. Maybe it was from the isolation. Having no friends was rather sad. "You’re welcome. Just … a-ah, don’t tell anyone I cried earlier! Warriors, um, warriors aren’t supposed to cry."

The Pi’llo paused for a moment, struggling around and eventually getting to her feet, albeit, she had dirt all over her back, but Lucille didn’t care. “My name’s Lucille,” she started, curiosity spiking her gaze, “Nice to meet you.”

#fluffy is naive as shit too pf #pillowcrusader

He chuckled a little, his ears wiggling. "I vill not tell a soul..."

Ah, Lucille... It wasn't a name he recognized, but it was pretty to him. Now that he got a better look at them, and by both the voice and name, he assumed this Pi'illo was female. Most of them were, at least from what knowledge he had of them, which wasn't too much. Maybe he would learn more about their species one day.

He spoke with a kind, gentle smile. "It is nice to meet you too, Lucille."

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"Wait, wait, wait. Dreambert? As in The Prince Dreambert?” That seemed a little absurd. Why would Dreambert, of ALL Pi’llos, want to befriend Antasma-?

Aaaand then she noticed the familar pendant around Antasma’s neck again. That belonged to Dreambert, no wonder it was familar! Breaking her string of thoughts, Lucille spoke up again upon hearing the Bat King’s latter question. “Oh,” The Pi’llo started, trying to mask the disappointment in her voice, “I don’t think anyone would’ve believed me if I did.” Wait, that sounded kind of mean. Fix it! “N-Not that I would! Your secret’s safe with me.” The only thing Lucille could get out of telling would be a harsh chiding by anyone who heard. After all, this whole situation would’ve sounded absurd to anyone else! Maybe talking to Dreambert would be a good course of action after this, maybe.

"You can belieff vut you like..."

Antasma didn't expect anyone who knew who he was to believe a word he said. Most likely this little Pi'illo would ask Dreambert about it, but that was okay. Hopefully the prince wouldn't be disappointed by his recklessness...

Large ears perked up when the other said they would keep this whole thing a secret from the others on the island. He gave a little smile and bowed his head respectfully.

"Thank you... I greatly appreciate it. I really do."

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Knight and King (closed rp with phantompesadilla)

"You don’t … ? That’s good. That’s really good, actually." She leaned towards him a bit, genuinely interested in what he had to say. Almost forgetting that this was the person that trapped her in that horrible mess along with the other Pi’llos, she spoke up again, "But, what have you been doing since then? Staying here?" She glanced up, catching a quick glimpse of a paddle-shapped cloud before Lucille returned her gaze to Antasma. She tensed up again, only to relax again. Curiosity and wariness created an interesting blend of emotions within the Pi’llo.

His ears raised slowly and he managed a soft smile in an attempt to seem less, well...bad.

"Vell... Um... I doubt you vould belieff this, but... Uh... A lot has happened... Dreambert found me almost a year ago und...ve... Um... He gaffe me a chance... Ve became friends, but ve decided it vould be best to keep it a secret until the right time..."

Antasma squeaked a bit quietly, nervous about telling the other about this.

"If you vould be so kind... Could you please not tell anyvun else...?"

Knight and King (closed rp with phantompesadilla)

The other did not attempt to scoot away or push Antasma away. Perhaps this was one instance where Lucille’s naivety came in handy. “You … You have?” She exclaimed, her voice quiet and low, “But … I thought you … ? How?” Another pause. “But … ” She was so confused. This was a lot to take in. The Pi’llo shivered slightly. Not from fear, but of a slight chill. In response, she wrapped her cape around herself. Lucille wanted an explanation for everything. Why he wanted the Dark Stone, why he caused so many messes. At the same time. she felt like she’d be prying for asking. After all, the other was being so courteous.

To be honest, he wasn't quite sure how he got back. He glanced away, then back at the other shyly. He would tell his entire story if he was asked to.

"I suppose...I managed to escape Jaydes... I don't remember how though..."

He shook his head, amber gaze turning downwards. At least this one hasn't rushed to tell the others... Though now, he wasn't sure if it would be a good thing or a bad thing. No... Dreambert may not be ready to tell his people about him and their friendship yet, but...it was okay if just one knew, wasn't it? He looked back at the Pi'illo, tilting his head to the side.

"I know that... You all believe that I am the evil vun... I assure you, I haff no desire to rule anything now..."

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"You won’t … ?" She was slightly skeptical of this. In the same beat, the guy sounded sincere. Another sniff, another wipe of the eyes. Her hood fell back upon being exposed to the angle she was sitting at. The Pi’llo examined the Bat King before her, still cautious as ever. "I … I-I didn’t think you were still alive. Everyone’s been saying you’re dead." How was any of this possible? Lucille didn’t know. Fleeing wasn’t an option at this point. Nobody would believe her, and she was in a bad position for fleeing- On the ground, legs hung over a tree log. Wonderful. Lucille internally prayed that the other was not hostile at all.

#pillowcrusader #guys slavic accents are confusing

Antasma came a little closer very slowly, hoping to not cause the other to panic. Ah, everyone else thought him to be dead... That was good... If word ever got out though, he supposed Dreambert would hear first and he would explain everything. They would believe him without a second thought.

"I-I...I haff been aliff for...o-offer a year... I'm sorry for scaring you, but... I promise you, I vouldn't hurt anyvun..."

Well, almost anyone.

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"Please don’t hurt me." She muttered, wiping a few stray tears. "I-I’m a fake! I’m not a warrior! I won’t hurt you, I swear!" The fact that there was nearly a three feet height difference was intimidating, that fact that he was Antasma even more so.

Dry your tears, you useless warrior. Lucille wiped her eyes, drying them of the humiliation that stang her cheeks. What a joke. What was that around his neck? It looked familiar, but she couldn’t place it exactly. Oh well. That was the least of her worries right now. Wait … Did he apologize? Why was he apologizing? This was all too much. He wasn’t going to hurt her, right?

#pillowcrusader #short reply is short-#oh well

His ears lowered and took a shaky breath, attempting to stop himself from panicking. They were scared of him, just like everyone else. He stayed where he was, afraid that if he went closer, he would only scare them further.

"I-I von't hurt you... I promise... Y-you...you don't haff to be scared..."

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"Come out!" A quivering demand. Lucille gazed about, surveying the trees around her. This was no use. She ought to give it up. It was just another petty inhabitant of the forest, wasn’t it? It was. Turning around to head back, Lucille let out a soft sigh. Oh we-

Oh SHOOT.

A cyan gaze met that of an amber one. Lucille had spotted Antasma. Thrusting out her blade, Lucille let out a frightened noise. Well, she would have thrusted out her blade if she hadn’t dropped it earlier. Instead, the clumsy movement sent her stumbling backwards, causing the klutz to trip over a fallen log in a comedic, pathetic display. At a loss for words, the Pi’llo did not scream. Instead, she stared in fear. Don’t hurt me.

As soon as their gazes met, he gave a startled squeaked, falling out of the air. He shook himself and looked at the Pi'illo, panicking on the inside, and on the outside a bit.

'Puff'

Into he true form he went and his claws went to the gold emblem hanging from his tie, silently praying that he wouldn't meet with a terrible fate. He held up his other hand defensively. He didn't know what else to say.

"I-I'm sorry...!"

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Knight and King (closed rp with phantompesadilla)

Lucille let out a yelp at the cracking noise, jumping slightly and ripping her thoughts away from that of the puffy clouds. “Wh … Who’s there?” She called out, fear and uncertainty gripping her voice. She waited a bit for a response, but then she started heading in the direction of the sound, nearly tripping a few time on the way there. Just for an added effect, she flipped her hood up. However, this just made her look even MORE dorky.

Her thoughts slipped into that of fear. What if it WAS a monster? What if it was an evil swarm of monsters? Anxiety dripping through her breath, Lucille subconsciously dropped her sword. Calm yourself. She was a WARRIOR. Warriors aren’t afraid of anything! That lie kept her going.

Eventually, she thought she made it to the spot where the noise came from. “Please come out! I-I mean, come out!” She half ordered, half asked. The Pi’llos voice was shaky, but with a hint of determination. Such an awkward combination would prove for an awkward meeting.

The little bat stayed behind the tree, shivering in fright. He didn't want to be caught... He didn't want to go back to the Dream World... He refused to move from his pretty bad hiding place. All they had to do was look around the tree to see him.

He was pretty foolish, wasn't he? Did he flee? He was torn between flying off and coming out to at least attempt to explain himself. Its possible they would understand if they let him explain. But they could also think he's lying. Oh, what to do...

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Lucille’s gaze kept with the clouds, a smile spread across her face. “That one looks like a pillow.” She commented to no one in particular, wishing she could have someone to share her thoughts with, “And that one looks like a tree!” She quickly bounced to her feet, quietly making remarks about the different clouds in the sky, one by one. Of course, after a few minutes, her cheeks went red and she sat back down. What a dork she was.

Sitting, wishing, waiting, the Pi’llo looked around. Geez, she was bored! At the same time, the clouds beckoned her to stay. She couldn’t just leave right now when the sky was so clear! Lucille tried to stand up again, but this time fell backwards, tripping over the stump she was previously sitting on, as her cape had gotten snared along it’s side. The initial surprise caused the Pi’llo to let out a soft yelp, only to be replaced with a grunt, followed by a soft sniff. Warriors don’t cry, or at least, that’s what Lucille thought. However, she was breaking her own rule. The bump on the back of her head managed to squeeze a few tears from her eyes. A few moments later, the waterworks stopped. All better. Her head still hurt, though. “Warriors aren’t supposed to cry, numbskull.” She scolded herself, leaning against the stump, “And … And you’re a warrior! Yeah. Yeah … ” Lucille’s voice jumped between confident and cowardly between the notes. She was the island’s best warrior and coward. Lightly paying attention to the clouds above, Lucille tried her best to block out the mucky thoughts swirling around in her head.

Antasma had such a great desire to meet this Pi'illo and maybe make friends. Unfortunately though...to all Pi'llo folk besides Dreambert, he was a monster... They would never give him a chance. This one would likely run to tell the kingdom he was alive, and then he would suffer the fate of being sealed into the Dream World a second time. He had to stay hidden from them. It...wasn't fair...

He really had to restrain himself from rushing to help the Pi'illo when they fell. No one could see you... Even if he did explain his story, who would believe him? To them, he was a demon that wanted to watch the world burn. He sighed mentally. He just wanted to be friends with them. Was that too much to ask?

As he was dragged into his thoughts, he was cut from reality long enough that he lost his grip on the branch and slipped off. This instantly snapped him back and he made a rather loud fearful bat squeak and quickly flapped his wings to pull himself into the air. Oh... He realized his mistake and zipped behind the tree to hide.

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Swiping bits of leaves and vegetation at her sides as she strided around in Somnom woods, a light wave of pride (and perhaps confidence) swept across her intellect. It wasn’t often Lucille hiked so far away from home like this, thus, she felt maybe, perhaps, she had reached a new level of independence, as Lucille usually didn’t venture outside of Mushrise Park (Even though Somnom wasn’t TOO far away). Of course, the many feelings of pride and joy were quickly washed away when a sudden falling branch caused Lucille to emit a fearful squeal. It was a small branch at that, causing emotions of shame to plop in the Pi’llo’s mindset afterwards for getting so startled at a miniscule treebranch.

Time passed and Lucille trudged on, getting tireder and tireder as the day shank. Deciding maybe she should take a rest, Lucille plopped down on a small treestump, her head resting lightly in the Pi’llo’s stubby hands. Paranoia and needless worry spoon hit Lucille soon after. What if she was lost? What if a monster came out of the bushes and gobbled her up? No … Nonsense. She was a WARRIOR, right? Right. Clutching onto her dull, and nearly-harmless blade, the Pi’llo glanced up at the tree-spotted sky and quietly let her thoughts drift to that of the clouds resting breezily in the sky.

#pillowcrusader #these replies arent gonna stay long i know it-

Yet another day went by with no social interaction, aside from his bats, and it had really gotten to him at this point. He's even contemplated revealing himself to Bedsmith just to have some other person to interact with. It was a long slope he was slipping down. Gradually the depression was enveloping him again and, despite the things he's been told, he wanted to see Dreambert again. But he didn't want to disturb the prince.

The Bat King wrapped his cape around himself as he stared into the purple, electrifying waters he was sitting near. This was what he normally did now. He could be productive and continue his search for bats, but...to be honest, his motivation has left him. He let out a soft sigh and lowered his ears. He felt so lonely... It was awful. He let his eyes close, trying to think of what he could do to escape this funk. He used to have Dreambert to help him, but now...

Amber eyes popped open again when he felt an energy in the woods, one of a Pi'illo's. At first he thought it was Dreambert but...no... It was different. Unfamiliar. This was someone he didn't know, or didn't remember. Curiosity got the better of him and with a 'puff' he was in his little bat form and shot off to try and locate the source of the energy. One good thing about being a being of nightmares is that you could sense the beings of dreams, but they couldn't sense you.

It didn't take long to find what it was. It was indeed a Pi'illo. He landed on a tree branch a fair distance from the Pi'illo and simply watched them. He hasn't seen this one before...or he just didn't remember them. You forget a lot of things after 2000 long years...