Regect horrible horrible bad eyesight. He sometimes forgets he can fly but in actuality most of the time he falls off cliffs it’s cause he judged the fall was way shorter than he thought.

AS YOU LITERALLY SHOULD BECAUSE I WANNA GIVE THEM ALL LITTLE KISSES TOO AHHHH! And my two favorite boys??? Heck yes!!! <333 I hope you enjoy the little smooches and have a great day rat anon <3

So… the Spectre doesn’t like the Noob, Taph, and Dusekkar trio (A better name needs to made because holy moly I don’t wanna write that all the time) because yea and yea I forgot how it was worded before but yknow what I’m talking about ;-; So after rounds the Spectre started keeping Taph in a separate area. That she’s locked in 🥺

This reminds Taph about how they locked himself in his house and all that and always panics thinking that people are coming after them again… it was especially bad the first time it happened… like full on panic attack. AND THAT BITCH SPECTRE KEPT PUTTING HER THERE AFTER ROUNDS. SPECTRE WHEN I FIND YOU ISTG

cough… don’t mind the swearing uh. I’m very attached to these silly admins (all of them, I love all of them way too much) and like yea ;-;

ANYWAYS, Taph had to tell Noob and Dusekkar what happened during the next round which was on the Pirate Bay map, and was still extremely panicked so the three just sat together in that one area of like the back of the map that I always forgot is there and whenever I see it I’m like “oh yea! That’s there” and I swear there’s been a generator there before but I think I’m just crazy and I also think the killer can spawn there if I remember correctly to help Taph calm down. Luckily for them C00lkidd was the killer and when he found the 3 he was confused, but could also tell that Taph was not doing well and like if you’re playing tag and one of your playmates doesn’t look so good you’re gonna leave them be (AT LEAST I HOPE SO…)

Builderman was the one who came across them first (cuz like uh yea it’s me idk what you expect, Builderman hasn’t been mentioned yet so I gotta mention him somehow) because he was confused and at first upset why they weren’t helping (obviously he wasn’t upset after he found out what happened, even staying for a lil to help a bit before going to inform the others. I love father figure Builderman even if bro has a bit of a hard time understanding emotion and no one can change that. A whole yap about Builderman is coming soon dw gang)

Ok DAMN this is a really yappy yap… makes up for my last one that wasn’t very long! Ok now I’m in the mood to play Forsaken and try playing Builderman cuz I realize I’m never really the one playing… BUT I DONT THINK ANY OF MY FRIENDS ARE ONLINE AND PUBLIC SERVERS ARE SCARY. Oh well, I’ll just mess around in priv server ;-;

-Sewer system anon (he/him) (guys guess who my fav character is it’s so hard to tell trust) (Also I am NOT colouring the names I’m too lazy so uh just try to decipher this really rambly yap because I didn’t even go back to read if the stuff makes sense)

Why does everyone here go

"My ___ hurts heres angst" WHAT

Why

The Spectre is such a party pooper

OH NO TAPH MY BABY

NO

Builderman mention

Aw yeah I love you builderman

It brings with it another gift, something small and metalic. The rat does not drop it this time. Instead, it stood up on its hind legs, holding the item up and offering it to Zestial reverently.

An ornate key. Old brass, dulled with age yet still catching the light across its indented patterns. The head bears a sigil—several rats, their tails entwined in a looping knot. There is no hint as to what lock it might belong to, only the certainty that it was not forged in this era.

Zestial regarded this third visitor with a subtle shift of posture—straightening, attentive. Its step lacked the jitter of fear or the drag of reluctance. No… this one chose its path.

When it rose onto its hind legs and lifted the object toward him, Zestial lowered himself without hesitation, one knee touching stone, cloak pooling like dusk around him.

The key glinted faintly as he accepted it from the tiny paws. Brass aged into shadowy gold, its sigil unmistakably deliberate: rats, intertwined, almost ceremonial in their unity.

His thumb traced the engraving once, thoughtfully.

“A symbol of thy kin,” he murmured, voice barely above a breath. “And wrought by a hand that knew its meaning.”

He turned it over, listening to the faint weight of it, the sense of age that clung like dust from a forgotten room.

“Not a key for any door I know,” he said softly, though there was no frustration—only intrigue. “Which makes it all the more fascinating.”

His gaze lifted to the messenger, steady and unguarded.

“You bring purpose with thee,” he observed. “And I do not take such intention lightly.”

The key disappeared into the inner fold of his cloak, kept close.

From yours truly: 🐁

LOOKIE LOOKIE A CUTE LIL RATTICUS, A CUTE LIL RAT SCURRIED OUT FROM THEIR HOLE HULLO RAT ANON, hope you’re having a lovely day, getting lots of cheese!! Here: 🧀 for you ma frend!!!

*LA CARTOON GULP*

Can’t believe I’m recognised with “OH HON HON HON” like… if that is my legacy?? I will die happy ahahahahah what a wonderful thing XD And it’s the Monty Python French accents that I think of when I write that, like😭😭😭 it’s just so fucking funny!!!! I love it, it encapsulates gremlin and mayhem and good natured humour vibes like😍😍😍

You spotted me in the wild? Like a wild pokémon?👀👀👀 oh wow, what a strange thing to consider… that you can see when I bully other through their asks— LIKE ITS SUCH A FUN QUESTION THOUGH!!!! And comparing answers to the writers writing is even better!!! Like Troy esp writes some MESSED UP WHUMPERS, so I was expecting something fucked up and then no?? He’s like “for really personal revenge purposes, and the whumpee would have to have done something fucked up for me to whump them” and I was like WHHAAAAATTTT!!!!

So there’s only a few psychos among us, I guess, some people are well adjusted, I did not expect that when I started my rampage of questions… I should honestly just make a post and tag people like an ask game and then there will be more data, mmmmmm, so many evil plans, mwuhahahaha

Thank you, thank you, I am going to a two week self-defence/sword offence retreat on how to intimidate anons so they respect you and don’t threaten to kill you, mmmm, there is free wine so I will be very, very good and when I get back I WILL BE FEARED (and loved, but mostly FEARED, and drunk) I need to buff up my armour so it shines it’s gone scratches in it now :((

Though don't think I am just not going to give an angst one. Astron had to pry Lux's corpse out of Rat's arms as his hands were super tight and unconsciously locked in place. Yours truly: _Rat Anon_

So like, what the fuck happened to the fluff at the end there /lh

Like, sobbing??? That took such a turn

Builderman, why do you interact you with Greed? Or more specifically, how the #### do you talk with them?

Like, it doesn't make any ####### sense! Aren't they like my inner demons or whatever?? And it doesn't feel right for us to share the same inner demons!

So uh... How do you even do that?

-Rat Anom

The mindscape is a strange place for sure. It's a shared realm of consciousness between all the swords, built off of the hopes and dreams of all who wield them.

You see, when you wield a sword of the heights, it tends to amplify your emotions. Such to the extent where it creates a whole reality of dreams.

The rest of the mindscape is a chaotic place, constantly shifting and warping to fit the thoughts and desires of any dreamer who passes by, but places like Avarice, Wrath, Isolation and Terror are much more stable compared to the rest.

This is because Greed, Hatred, Solitude, and Fear are the most common and the most powerful emotions experienced by the wielders.

The swords are a heavy burden. A burden like that can isolate you from your loved ones, plunge you into a permanent state anxiety, make you greedy for more power, and make you hate the world that did this to you in the first place.