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I am not beating the Gamzee allegations.

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*looks at all my purples who are rage players*
I am not beating the Gamzee allegations.

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Personally I don't like playing with the Breath Aspect motifs as much as I like other ones because I find the abstract concepts (freedom and choice) kinda boring or hard to grasp. And when I do my classpecting I like to include the abstract concepts in the power set.
So I guess that's why I go :o/ when Amy repeatedly gets Breath as her aspect. Because c'mon lady I don't like that one.
The classpects of the Underdraft are getting Fucking Spicy Y'all. I know trolls don't actually have their godtier powers but holy fucking shit if they did y'all. IF THEY DID-
Melink would be ripping people's souls out of their bodies and shuffling them around like playing cards and just watching people scream in horror either from feeling the process of their souls being torn from their meat or the sudden feeling of not being themselves. Something has been deeply changed in them and it is wrong and Melink is just like 'hehe hoho~'
Anrifi's in full Disney Princess mode with all the animals following him around and he would absolutely have an Adapt To Survive power set. Which is body horror as hell because fuck you mean the bones in his legs are shifting around so he can run faster and quieter, a little birdie told him where you are, and the trees are not keen on letting you escape. Worst of all??? You can't kill him. How are you gonna kill Life Itself???
Beayah is completely carefree and unconcerned with you which would be nice if he didn't drop a fucking tornado down wherever he wanted whenever he wanted. He thinks it's fun. He thinks it keeps things fresh and untethered. Not to mention that even if you choose to avoid him he can just turn you around and bring you right back. He doesn't get why you would choose anything else. Don't you wanna fly? No?? Too bad.
You can't even think of leaving because Tyimmy is there every time you do. He's not physically there but he's in your head he knows what you're thinking and you need to leave no you don't you need to get out no you don't. You don't need to leave why would you even think that? He's not there but he's staring at you and you don't need to leave you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't you don't he's just looking at you and even when he isn't you can hear him you don't you don't you don't you don't that's the stupidest thing you've ever thought.
The twins are turning the whole landscape into a death trap. Giant spaces of floor are just gone in a second and then back again and then gone and you're suddenly 8 steps- 8 seconds- back then where you were and holy shit a boulder is gonna crush you wait that's a pebble NEVER MIND IT'S A BOULDER AGAIN wait it crushed you but also not you like a different you that got here somehow- And they are just messing with each other. Completely uncaring that they are ripping up the fabric of space and folding the fabric of time like origami. One of them is flitting around in a god damn speedo like tinker bell and the other has grenades made out of dead stars or some shit-
And maybe this would all be copable with if someone was coming to get you. Like even if you couldn't leave on your own maybe someone else could pull you out. But they will never, ever find you. Because something in the shadows made it so no one would ever find this place. It's made sure everyone has already forgotten you exist. When you start to perceive it and start to realize that it was always there, following silently, you just feel something sharp and impossibly cold against your back. Right at the base of your spine. And you hear a kind, gentle whisper telling you to "forget about it." and you do.
And then you're back at square one again.
Me looking over to The Necronome after making one of his favorite hobbies singing, making him part of the church choir, and then throwing him into a void where he barely ever talks to the point he forgets how to use his own voice and mourns the days when he could sing to his loved ones.