#limbos

dreamwastaken dream's limbo would be a barren room with nothing but mirrors. above him, below him, in front of him, behind him; everywhere. no matter where he looked, he'd just see himself. he'd see the creature he created. forced to stare at what he made, what he forced himself to front as.

he'd hear voices. just like how he made ranboo hear voices, but it was you. it was only your voice all of the time, telling him the things you said in the argument you two had right before he died.

he'd hear sapnap as well. and george, and bad, and all of his old friends. dream would hear you all, he would feel the stares of disgust you all gave him. it would tore down his shield, the mask he wore so all he saw was his face.

dream wouldn't see dream, though.

he'd see clay. •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

georgenotfound george's limbo would be a single book. a book that would follow him no matter where he went, constantly showing him something he'd done. the book would emit voices sometimes; sometimes it would be dream, calling out for help from the prison. sometimes it’d be you, screaming in agony from the war that he couldn’t participate in.

it’d drive him mad, mad to the point where he’d bash his head against the book or a wall or anything. •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

sapnap sapnap's limbo would be a building- the community building, to be exact. the thing he built with his best friends, the first building to ever be constructed on the new land. there was nothing he could do but stand and watch as the building he loved and put so much work into burned to nothing but tiny, tiny ashes.

it broke his heart, obviously, but what shattered it was what he heard.

he'd hear you, screaming out in pain, begging for forgiveness. the desire that drove you nearly mad, the heartbreak in every scream. it'd break him.

he'd drop to his knees and just stare at the building, unable to help.

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badboyhalo badboyhalo's limbo would be a diamond that he couldn't get rid of. he'd have to have it on him at all times, more than likely in his hand. whenever he would go near any hot item (i.e. lava, fire, toches, furnaces), it would begin to glow red-hot and start to burn his hand.

and no matter how hard he tried to let go, he just had to hold it and remember.

remember what he did to you and skeppy.

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wilbursoot wilbur's limbo would be a grey-scaled train that never ended. he would walk it for hours, and hours, and hours on end but to no avail. the walls would be concrete and impenetrable. it would be empty asides for the train conductor. he would try to make it to the front, and succeed, before never making an attempt to try again.

the conductor would be dream. still wearing the smile mask, now dressed in a black and gray suit. wilbur would just have to sit there and listen to the trains whistle for days, months, years.

he wouldn't be allowed to leave the train no matter what.

or at least, that's what he thought.

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jschlatt schlatt's limbo would be a birthday party. not unlike a child's birthday party, he'd wear a colorful party hat and sit at a table. there would be a delicious cake and even a bottle of his favorite drink. he would attempt to cut the cake before being told 'do not touch the cake until the party members arrive.'

he would wait for years and yet, to his heartbreak, no one showed up.

he was just supposed to wait, never touching the cake at all.

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quackity quackity's limbo would be a replica of kinoko kingdom. he'd be placed behind an invisible one-way mirror, only able to watch and listen as his fiances smiled and laughed. he couldn't do anything but watch and call out for them.

he'd slam a fast against the glass, crying out for them to just turn and see him. he'd watch them be happy together, listening to them and just remembering how much he missed them.

he's scream for help until his throat would go raw.

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karljacobs karl's limbo would be a broken version of the inbetween. it would look like the normal inbetween, except the messages he'd get left weren't the normal kind.

the messages would've gotten darker and darker as the days went by, slowly convincing the poor man of terrible things. they’d say he’d driven his lovers away, that he forced away everyone he cared so dearly about.

it would drive him mad to the point of watching the sky until he couldn’t take it anymore.

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technoblade techno's limbo would be a bloodied, snow covered battlefield. it would be l'manburg, specifically, and would show what would have happened if techno never showed up. he'd rush to it every day, rushing carl forward as far as he could just to watch the aftermath.

he would see the most gruesome things he'd even seen.

phil's wings would be ripped away, tommy's arms were torn off and pushed between his lungs, wilbur would've been beheaded and forced onto a spear that stood at the front of the battlefield. techno would just have to stand there and stare at the bloodied field, at the corpses that decorated the snow.

there was nothing he could do, either. he would just have to sit there and listen to the voices scream at him for not saving them. every day, they would scream as loud as they could just to torment him. one day, he'd seen your body.

you, his dearest darling, were crucified onto a stake, arms wide and a crown of bones sat atop your head. he'd see your eyes covered in your blood, your body, everything-

it drove him mad to the point where the voices sounded correct.

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awesamdude sam's limbo would be an empty prison, barren and devoid of any living beings. he’d walk around, listening to the clink of his netherite boots against the obsidian floor. his eyes would glance to every cell as if one day he'd see someone, anyone, waiting for him.

at the same time each day, the halls would flood with the most violent waters sam had ever seen, alive or dead.

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the_eret eret's limbo would be an empty castle. it would be completely empty of anything that breathed, excluding eret himself. he would walk around, searching for someone, searching for you before giving up at the end of each day.

she would do this every day for hours on end until her exhaustion eventually overtook her and she fell asleep wherever she'd finished.

they would wake up to an empty castle and repeat every day.

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punz punz's limbo would be a graveyard with a single item to remind him of his fallen friends. there'd be one thing for all of his friends, something significant. he'd walk through the graves every day, walking until he hit your grave.

he'd stop and sit beside it and tell you about his day. there was nothing new in his stories, but he'd find comfort in telling your grave.

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philza phil's limbo would be a cliff that he would have to run up and fly off every day. every morning, he would wake up to being chased down by an unknown figure. they'd drive him up the cliff to the peak, and phil would have an internal fight to not fly every day- to turn and fight, yell, scream, anything.

and yet, every single day, he'd do the same thing.

he would jump, letting the wind catch his wings and thinking he'd gotten away this time before plummeting.

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fundy fundy's limbo would be a house- more specifically, the one that wilbur had grown up in and had raised fundy in. all of its memories were still there, all the furniture the same and unmoved. there would be portraits of the family- one of wilbur, fundy, and sally as well as one with phil, technoblade, and tommy.

the only difference?

it was filled with his fathers favorite, most beloved thing.

sand.

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tubbo tubbo's limbo would be an empty, snowy field that would be filled with broken down important buildings from his lifetime. he would walk past the old hot dog van, the house technoblade lived in, the spot where he attempted to execute technoblade, the home he built with ranboo for their adopted son, michael. all of it, he'd walk past it until he'd get to the most influencial.

he'd stop at the place where his first canon life was taken. the podium.

tubbo would climb it, every day without avail, and sit in the spot where technoblade gave him the scar that he wore across over half of his face.

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ranboo ranboo's limbo would be a tunnel that he couldn't escape. it would be lined with crying obsidian, end stone, and fragments from the end realm. ranboo would run through the tunnel every day, reaching out for the light that shone so brightly at the end.

he would never reach it, though.

every time he would get near, almost being able to touch it, he saw him.

he'd see dream, standing there with that mocking smiley faced mask and he would just hear his laugh as he ran as far back as he could in that day. and yet somehow, he always found himself back there.

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tommyinnit tommy's limbo would be a dark, never-ending tunnel that was empty. he'd touch the walls, noticing how familar it felt. it would be pitch black and freezing cold and he would walk down it every day calling out for help or someone to appear.

sometimes people would appear, but they never were themselves.

some days it would be people he cared deeply about, like tubbo, wilbur, or technoblade.

some days it was people he hated, like schlatt or dream.

some days he'd get a light, some day he'd be engulfed in darkness.

all he knew was that he was alone, forever. no one nearby.