#killergeno

Well.... Don't ask about it “:D

I ALSO HAVE SOME BIG NEWS!

I created a girl - the KillerGeno's daughter. 

While she doesn't have any history and characteristics( I hope that I will soon be able to write it.

So far, there is only her name and age. Her name is Kena and she is 20 years old.

I hope you enjoy her design! I will be glad to the fanarts for this girl)))

🎄2021🎄

The story of how and why I started shipping them:

CcccccccN̸͈̿o̷̍ͅṭ̷͌h̶͎̿i̴͉̒n̴͍̏g̸͇͑ ̶͇̽m̵̺̆ù̴͉c̸̗̐h̶̨̽.̸͓́Restart: O̴̻̿h̷̪̚ ̴̳̀b̵̙͘o̴̠͌y̵̩͗!̷͚͑ ̶͚̉Ś̶̞l̵͔̈́ä̶̫́t̸̤̿e̴̝͠-̸̫͛

(Chip knocks over a glass of water as Restart says Slate’s name, and a humanoid figure begins to emerge from the puddle. Eventually, the water solidifies into a skeletal figure wearing a red scarf.)

Chip: Is coming right over.

R: H̶̰̾i̴͓͂,̴̠͘ ̴̃ͅS̶͚̚l̸͓͆ą̸͗t̶̡̒e̸͇͗!̷̹̕ (He tackle hugs Slate, who flinches.)

Slate: Urk! H-hi, Restart.

C: Welcome back.

Sl: What have I missed?

R: N̸͈̿o̷̍ͅṭ̷͌h̶͎̿i̴͉̒n̴͍̏g̸͇͑ ̶͇̽m̵̺̆ù̴͉c̸̗̐h̶̨̽.̸͓́

C: Fifty-five posts of the blog Maxils created for us, a hug pile, Sil and Kenos crushing on each other - there will be more of that, for sure - and... uh... Don’t remember the rest.

K: Really? You don’t remember the one ask that was just a bunch of the letter F, and bursting into F.U.N.?

C: Oh, yeah, that.

K: Also gloating about how Sil is the shortest of us all, how you’re more babey than Chip, by the way Maxils, who is the most babey?

<Gimme a few more posts, then I’ll say.>

K: Okay. Sil can’t kill the... uh... askers?

R: V̷̟̉ö̴̝́i̴͔͝c̸̛̰e̶̱͂s̴̪͆.̶̋͜

C: People!

Sl: Wait, what are they called?

K: We... haven’t decided yet.

Sl: Oh. Anything else?

R: S̷͉̈́ẁ̸̻ì̷͕n̶͈͝g̶͙̓ ̵̪͛i̵̐ͅs̸̻͊ ̴͍̅c̷̩͂r̷̖͘y̷̥͊i̸̲̒n̷͎̏ǵ̵̫ ̸̳̽i̷͓͒n̴̘̒ ̴̹̋t̵͇̊h̵̭̆ḛ̵̒ ̴̪͌c̸͒͜ȯ̵̫r̸̼̂ń̵̟ë̷̞́r̵͚̍ ̶̻̚o̷͉̾f̷͈͐ ̸͎̏h̴͚̾ọ̷̈w̸̞͠ ̵̳̕h̴̨̔e̴̱̊'̵̮͆s̸̥̄ ̵̱̿Ĉ̸̼r̴͇̐ò̸̙s̸̹͗s̸͈̅ǎ̵͇n̸̼͊t̶̪̚ ̶̡͛S̴̻͑ĭ̶͚m̵̤̒p̴͇͘'̷̯͠s̵͙͌ ̷̯̕l̴͔̂e̶̺͋a̴̹̍s̸͕͌t̶̟̓ ̵̯̎f̷̟̓ȧ̵̺v̷͕̇ô̵̜r̷͍͝ì̷̡t̷͎͛e̵̢̊,̵͓̐ ̵͕͝a̴̼͑n̷̗̆d̵́͜ ̷̩́S̵̰̾i̷͚̎l̵̼̏ ̶͉̈́l̸̪̄ẹ̸͘f̴͙̉t̵̟̀ ̸͚̊b̴͈͑e̸̞̽t̸͈̃w̸̛͜e̵̳̊e̵̺͆n̵̼̊ ̶͑ͅa̷͘͜s̷̟͊k̸͕͐ś̵̙ ̸͙́b̸̧̑e̴̮̐c̴͕̍a̵͔͊u̴̧̓s̶̢͂e̸̬̔ ̴̻̈́t̶̨͐h̸̘̄e̸̗̕ ̸͉̀v̴̮͘o̷̗̒į̴͠c̷̘̓e̵̤̽s̸̞̀ ̶͙̀w̸͚̏e̶̳̅r̶͉͆ë̸̢ ̸̢̒a̴̰͌s̷̟̀k̵͈̅ȋ̸̢n̵̖̓g̷̜̿ ̸̭́ā̷͉b̶̢̛ỏ̴̡u̴̯̎t̶̳͆ ̶̹̓Ḅ̸̑i̴͓͒t̴̺̂t̴͖̅ĕ̴̹r̴̬̀ṩ̶w̴̠͠ė̶͕é̵̦t̵͎͑.̴͚͗

K: You also missed Sil freaking out over a hug, Chip not wanting to hear a joke about ghosts, us getting fucking rick rolled, Sil agreeing that I’m the most attractive member of the gang, Chip trying to give me false hope, Swing lying about not stealing my Kit Kat, Sil asking if Smarties count as chocolate bars, Chip dragging Maxils into the hug pile, Chip having an ovo fest, Chip talking about his past, Restart freaking out about the voices being back-

R: W̴̢̐h̷̠̄i̷̤͛c̵͔͝h̸̙͊ ̸̫̈S̵̩͋i̴̼͘l̵̳̊ ̴̝́a̷̱͝š̸̢s̷͇̅u̵͇̒ř̸̻e̷̜̓d̸̺͘ ̷̪̆m̸͚͗e̷̢͂ ̶͈̓i̷̻͘s̵̋ͅ ̵̦͑p̵̝̈́e̴̩̾r̸̦͂f̷̳̓e̷̝̓c̸̙̑t̵͍͊l̷̜̒y̸̞̑ ̶̼̎n̵͉͌o̵̟͠r̵͕͊m̴̙͊a̵͎͠ḻ̶̈́ ̵̣̒ṫ̶̬h̵̰̄ì̷̜s̸͐͜ ̶̫͑ẗ̸͇́í̵̥ṃ̷̓é̷̜.̸̺̓ ̵͖͑A̸̲̐l̸̻͝s̵͆͜o̷̦̓,̷̎ͅ ̸̮͗m̸̭͝y̶̮͗ ̷̘̔e̵͎͑x̷̫̎p̴͙̍l̸̝̈́a̵͖̒ṉ̶͛a̶͙͑t̷̖͂ị̶́o̷͌͜n̷͚͗ ̴͔̏ỏ̴̞f̶͈͠ ̶̰͛c̵̻̅ǎ̷̝l̴̮̕l̸̠͌ī̷̱n̴̜̒ǵ̶̩ ̶̙͆C̸̙͒r̸̩͒o̷̻̐s̴̥͗ś̸̯a̴̖͒n̸̹̉t̷̤̋ ̴̺̌S̴̢̈́ĭ̴͔m̴̯̚p̴͚̀ ̸̥͗C̸̳̓ṛ̷̀o̸̤̍s̸̥̽s̸̥̋a̴̝̐n̶̻͘t̵̡͗ ̸͓̓S̵̱̉i̸͇͋m̴̫͘p̸͉͋,̸͕̋ ̸̧̓t̸̢́h̶͈̎ḛ̴͑ ̵̛͖f̴̗͛ĭ̸̤f̸̘̽t̴̢̛i̴̳͒ě̵̯t̷̜͒h̶̪͠ ̴̘̅p̶͓̉o̸̮͝ş̸̐ť̸͔.̶̠̀.̸̙̐.̶̝̉

K: The favorite color question, which Restart answered in your stead, Maxils saying that Swing is her least favorite, and questions about Bittersweet.

Sl: Cool, already forgotten everything except the Rick Roll and Chip... doing something that I forgot, so yay. I don’t remember anything you said.

C: Same here.

K: ohmyfuckinggodwhyareyoutwosoforgetful-

R: Î̷̘t̷͇͒ ̸̙̔h̷͕̊ä̴̞s̷̳̃ ̴̡͝s̷̘̿ò̷̫m̵͖̓e̷̤̎t̷̯̊h̵͓͊i̸̩͂n̶̫͆g̴͖̉ ̶̰͝t̴̖͑o̸͖͗ ̸̣̄d̷̝̊o̶̡̊ ̷̪́w̴͐ͅi̶͚͒t̴̪̓ẖ̴́ ̵̧͗ṱ̸̊ĥ̶̬e̷̩͆ ̶̣͠c̸̳̓h̶̩̄a̷̰͛ŕ̶̝ã̷̪c̷̻̔t̸̠̊e̷̹͝r̶̜̀s̶͚̀ ̵̢͗ţ̸̔h̵̟̐ạ̶͑t̸͎̒ ̴̳̀ṫ̶̲h̷̭͋ę̵̄ỳ̵͇'̴̪̅r̵̰̕ê̵̺ ̴͎̅f̵̧͌u̵̝̿s̸͉̉i̵̐͜ỏ̴̟n̴̫̊s̸̖̿ ̸̱̈́ò̸̢f̶͙̉.̶͔̆

K: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU EVEN MEAN BY THAT- You know what, I’m going to call it an early night. Fuck this shit, I’m out. (He teleports out.)

C: I’m gonna make dinner. (He goes to the kitchen.)

Sw: im just gonna cry in this corner- (He sobs quietly in the corner.)

R: G̴̡̽ȗ̴͓e̸̯̋s̷̳̀ṣ̴̂ ̶̢́I̶͕͠'̷̳͋l̴̞̎l̶̳̒ ̸̨̅g̵̯̀ő̴͜ ̵̻́b̶̲͘o̶̠̊r̴̜̄r̷̫̈ǒ̶̥ẉ̶̄ ̴̟͊Ḅ̴̈́í̶͙t̸̜͒ĉ̷̼h̸̺͠ę̶͗r̴̲̋s̶̡͂ḧ̴̹́i̶̟̓t̸͈͘'̶̠̒ŝ̵̝ ̷̫̈́c̷̛̻ẖ̴͛o̶̱͌c̵̙̏o̶̗͝l̵̞͊a̴̖͛t̴̰͘e̷̟͒.̷̭̃ ̶̟͂B̶͔̊ŷ̸̰ė̴͔,̶̭͋ ̴̧̌S̶͜͝l̷̕͜a̵̼͘t̴̫͝e̸̫͗ỹ̴̘~̶̤͐ (He winks and goes through a portal.)

Sl: ...okay...

<SLATE IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR ASKS! ...And everyone else is unavailable, but go ahead and send in everyone asks! Slate can handle them.>