May 11, 2025
❝My kind?!❞ Ana exclaims, going above her usually hushed voice. ❝Frisk doesn't need to see you if you're going to disrespect them like this!❞
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❝My kind?!❞ Ana exclaims, going above her usually hushed voice. ❝Frisk doesn't need to see you if you're going to disrespect them like this!❞
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"....did something happen?" Hi Sans, Frisk is here. They look...worried . // @wintermulitplied
"Oh hey Frisk, did what happen when?" He felt bad sort of dodging the question but he didn't want to outright say that their friend just straight up attacked him. Especially with how worried they looked. Plus he did make a deal not to mention it to them too. Damn and this was before he could switch out hoodies. Least the injury was gone so there's that.
WELP. THEY'RE DEAD.
"No wonder you're single."
A yawn and a few clicks of his beak, Berdly's eyes crack open from his brief slumber. Through the haze of sleep, he begins to notice something seems... off. His limbs feel heavy, his form locked in a static position, his head aloft. Soon he came to, and then he realized...
*KRIS!!!
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" That's bullshit. the answer I got wasn't even an option. so either I was wrong, or YOU were wrong. "
"I just wanna talk... I just wanna talk..."
*cracks her knuckles loudly*
@wintermulitplied // x
Sarah stood there, mind racing. How could this of happened? Marsha was just fine when she left. How could someone have taken her? There were only two entrances into the apartment: the front door and the window in the living area. "B-But Marsha put..." Sarah sputtered out, remembering the pillows that Sarah discovered as she pulled back Marsha's sheet.
She needed to...she needed to contact Marceline...she needed to...
Sarah's eyes grow wide. "What if he finds out about this?" Sarah mutters. "He could file an appeal...W-What if-?"