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Hey The Skull? I don't want a hug, but would you be down for just hanging out and vibin?
The Skull: Not particularly fond of hanging out with strangers just for the hell of it.
The Skull: ... Though if you keep your yap shut and stay outta the way, you could watch one of Scratch's weird Japanese cartoons with us. You're more likely to understand his explanations than I am.
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With Scratch's newfound love of smoothies, what else *has* he tried to blend that he really shouldn't? Just for kicks rather than sustenance?
[ID: 6 panels in greyscale.
Panel 1: A counter with an arrangement of labeled containers, bags, and cans. There is saffron, instant chicken tikka masala, jalapenos, pumpkin, spinach puffs, rice, and mint.
Panel 2: A full blender works in the foreground while Mr. Weed and Hare sit at a table in the back. Hare says, "Weed, you're my man on the inside." Mr. Weed says, "Pay me." Hare says, "No. Now, tell me--"
Panel 3: Hare stares calculatingly ahead, hands clasped in front of his face. Mr. Weed looks on seriously. Hare asks, "How bad is it, exactly?" Mr. Weed says, "The smell is overwhelming. Just imagining the texture is painful."
Panel 4: A dash across the panel and Scratch's illuminated eye lens within it. Hare narrates, "What drives a man to this?" Mr. Weed narrates, "Madness? Pain? Desperation?"
Panel 5: Scratch holding a glass with the smoothie and a bendy straw, looking unaffected. "..." next to him.
Panel 6: Scratch drinks, eyebrow raised in a sort of expectant, challenging way. SFX: sluuuuurp. Mr. Weed says from off panel, "... Or he's just been craving Indian food for four years." Hare says from off panel, "Yeah, that makes sense." End ID.]
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Say Skull. Do you enjoy any other quiet pasttimes besides knitting? For example baking or cake decorating? I hear it's highly relaxing.
Hare: Oh ho, nothin’ cooking-wise, I’ll tell ya that right now.
Hare: See, he knows how to cook, sure. Not too bad at it either, from what I can tell; over-seasons the sauce, maybe. But Pops made him do it, ‘cause the old man didn’t want to do it himself. Not exactly what you’d call an appreciative audience.
The Skull: Don’t answer my questions for me, rodent.
Hare: Just givin’ the folks a little something more than a straight “no,” crossbones.
The Skull: I do other things besides knitting. I read nonfiction and the newspaper. I take care of the house and the grounds.
Hare: You heard it here first, kids! He gardens!
The Skull: Shut up. The point is, I stay busy, but I don’t waste time on pointless things. And other than The Jack gumming himself up with trash–
The Jack: Scrumptious!
The Skull: –No one here eats.
The Skull: … What are you looking at.
Mr. Weed, who survives mainly on instant ramen and is only now learning The Skull can cook:
The Skull:
The Skull: Make your own damn food.
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🌸 buying your muse flowers (for the pretty centauress ;3 )
A dark blush bloomed on her cheeks. She was so stunned it took a few seconds for her to realize she still hadn’t actually accepted the bouquet. She took the flowers and lifted them to her nose, peering up at Solukay with a shy smile.
“Thank you.”
A Happy Ending
Hiya @paelfire (it won't let me tag you for some reason??) Looks like I'm your SPG Valentine! I wrote a little thing about Asriel getting a "better ending" of sorts for ya! (The actual unwritten ending is in the tags btw) I'm currently on mobile, so unfortunately I can't add a readmore or any cool italics or anything until tonight, but I didn't want you waiting all day, so here you go! ***** “Don't you have anything better to do, Frisk?” you ask, smiling sadly. *Please just leave. The human shakes their head, going by your side. *I don't want you to see me like this. “Of course not,” they reply. *Soon I'll turn back into a flower again, and then it really won't be pretty. “You're my first priority.” You step back in surprise. “F-Frisk.. what are you talking about?” “I want to help,” they say. “I want to stay with you.” “I want to stay with you too, but-” You pause, trying to find the right words. Eventually, you sigh, giving up. “I don't know.” “Asriel.” Frisk takes your hand, smiling faintly at you. “I know I'm not who you were hoping for. I know you want me to leave so Flowey doesn't hurt me. I know you're trying to push me away because you're scared you won't see me again. But.. here.” They hand you a folded up piece of paper. You open it up to find a drawing of the two of you together. “W-why-” “To remember me by,” they say. “Or maybe, to remember you by. I won't stay around to see you go back if you don't want. But, if you change your mind about going to the surface with me…” They walk over to the bed of golden flowers, the ones they'd landed on when they first fell down here. The sunlight filtered down through the hole in the mountain, obscured slightly by vines and leaves. Just looking up there gives them a sense of peace, happiness, almost. And they know it'd give you the same feeling. They bend down and put a little flowerpot to the side of the flowers. “...Just let me know, okay?” They tell you. ***** You open your eyes. You can't feel your arms or your legs. You sigh, looking down at yourself. You're back. You look up. Twilight shines through the mountain. How long has it been since…? You look back and find Frisk sleeping beside you, their head resting on the flowers. It's a surprise Toriel hasn't come looking for them yet. Though she probably will soon. You look to your left. The flowerpot is still there. You look to your right. The drawing Frisk made you is lying open there. Seeing it now nearly brings you to tears. Knowing you have such a good friend… one that will stay by you no matter what… knowing this fills you with determination.
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48. OC who is a perfect cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure
twiddle (a nice robot character of mine) always has the best intentions and likes being as nice to people as possible! they also rly like kids, they could probably make a nice babysitter
anna is also my sweet lil kid whos like 10 (and in this comic that u should read ooooo)
i can also think of a lot of other sweet & nice ocs of mine but i want most of my characters to have at least a few flaws, even if a flaw could be “they are Way too nice & dont remember to respect people’s personal space” which is something that twiddle (and also another character, demi) deal with
but Also a lot of a character being a “perfect cinnamon roll” depends on how theyre like, appreciated by other ppl so if uuuuu think any of my characters are like that let me know ;;;;P
You're a gorgeous individual and you deserve a puppy bath. And by that I mean a dry bathtub full of puppiesm
Awww, thank you so much, that’s very sweet of you :* <3 I would very much appreciate a puppy bath, too :3
It's "Space Oddysey 2000" :]
Thank you. :)
I’ll add that to my list of things to watch to help me assimilate to the human population. ;)
