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@the-owlz
Hey look an eye catching title!!!
The beginning of something new...
Wazzap folks, it's me Spepticle! I hope you're here to enjoy the show! <3
// this is an rp acc, not the real deal. He/him for speps
For the sake of lore Speps going to be a ghost that doesn't remember his own death...(cc/evan type shiii)
All for the funnsies ofc!!!!
(mod loves speps but is also a larper HELP)
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After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
Headache? [He watches Spepticle pace around the room, taking in as many details as he could of him.
It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.
Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]
It's been fine. [He keeps playing along, although unsure of what to even talk about.] Squiddo isn't that bad to be around. Her garden's nice—...I don't know if you even knew her.
“It’s fine though, don’t worry about it!” Speps says reassuringly. It wasn’t that bad, just uncomfortable to be honest.
“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin
“Squiddo?” The name didn’t ring any bells in his head. Couldn’t be someone he knew then unless he’d forgotten about it. “Sorry I have no clue who that is.”
[He let out a small hum in reply, not forcing it upon himself to give any more of a proper reply to the 'fake'.
Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]
This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?
[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.
Reddoons focused on Spepticle, a somewhat concerned look in his eyes.]
“Oh, tell her I said hi!” Or maybe he should stick around until she show up to say it himself. He’s actually very interested to met her, especially if she knows Redd as well.
“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.
“And guess what? He says that little old me helped him out! Am I cool or am I cool?”
Uhh...Yeah, alright.
[He fidgets with his glasses, his expression not getting any more glad when Spepticle mentions Parrot.] I'm aware. He's been king for a while now. [Redd doesn't even try to hide the annoyance in his voice. Still, he can't hell but chuckle at the other's comment.]
You're cool. The coolest, even, Spepticle.
“Oh, right. I forgot. Sorry!”
He frowns, why didn’t Redd sound happy about that? Didn’t he like Parrot? It made sense with how he released everyone from their debts before.
Spepticle paused his pacing, unsure of what to say. He gives a thumbs up, before fidgeting nervously.
“Yeah, i definitely am!”
[Redd taps his fingers against the table a couple times before standing up and walking over to one of the cabinets in the kitchen. He serves a single glass of water and 'amuses' himself at the idea of offering it a drink.
He walks over to Spepticle and tries to give him a single pat on the head.]
Speps watches as Redd stood up from his seat to do something at the cabinet. He quickly lost interest when he noticed it was just a glass of water.
He was about to start pacing again when he noticed Redd walking up to him. The ghost raises an eyebrow in confusion as Redd attempts to pat his head. Spepticle giggles slightly as the hand went through him. It left a very weird sensation behind.
“You silly goose, I’m a ghost!” He reminded the other gleeful before once again pacing around the room.
[Are ghosts killable? He forces his hand to slow down and fully stops once Spepticle moved away.
Ghosts aren't real—Redd drank his water in one swing—because then that would mean Spep came here on his own accord. He isn't sure how to feel about that.]
Do you want to go to the garden? [He set the empty cup on the table then put his glasses back on.]
He hummed thoughtfully, that meant he could explore more, right?
“Sure,” he nodded, looking at the other while struggling to contain his excitement.
“Just lead the way!”
[Redd made a small gesture for Spepticle to follow and headed out through the back door and into the garden.
It was decently big, full of a variety of yellow and orange flowers that were clearly well taken of. At the side of the house, there were a couple of gardening tools, and Spep could spot a small barn not so far away from them.
No Squiddo in sight, for Redd's luck. He looks at the other.] What do you think?
Spepticle followed him out to the garden, eyes wide as he took in the place. It was amazing!
“Hmm,” He pretended to think for a while, though there was only one answer he could think off.
“It’s fine I guess but personally I’d have even MORE flowers! Like everywhere! To the point the whole garden is filled with it! Like you get what I mean right????”
[He looks at the flowers surrounding Spepticle, the ones surrounding him—he seems to have accidentally stepped on one—and around the two of them.]
I think it looks pretty full already. [Redd readjusts himself to not be stepping on the plant, then puts his hands in his pockets. As much as he urged to pace, continuing to step on Squiddo's flowers wasn't the best idea.] I don't know why she only has two colors of flowers. Orange might be her favorite color.
“Yeahhhhh, I guess you’re right.” He reached down to pick one up, but was surprised when his hand phased through it. Spepticle sighed, trying not to pout. This wasn’t fair at all! Stupid phasing, stupid ghost rules, stupid flower! He glanced back at Redd, realising how he’d toned out the majority of everything he’d just said.
“Hmmm, my favourite colour is red! But you probably already know about that! Uhh, what’s your favourite colour? No— wait is it red?”
Do you like anvils? Because I do!
“No? I mean that’s great for you if you do! But personally I don’t really like them. Could you imagine what would have happened if it fell on someone..insta ban lol”
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
Headache? [He watches Spepticle pace around the room, taking in as many details as he could of him.
It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.
Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]
It's been fine. [He keeps playing along, although unsure of what to even talk about.] Squiddo isn't that bad to be around. Her garden's nice—...I don't know if you even knew her.
“It’s fine though, don’t worry about it!” Speps says reassuringly. It wasn’t that bad, just uncomfortable to be honest.
“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin
“Squiddo?” The name didn’t ring any bells in his head. Couldn’t be someone he knew then unless he’d forgotten about it. “Sorry I have no clue who that is.”
[He let out a small hum in reply, not forcing it upon himself to give any more of a proper reply to the 'fake'.
Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]
This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?
[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.
Reddoons focused on Spepticle, a somewhat concerned look in his eyes.]
“Oh, tell her I said hi!” Or maybe he should stick around until she show up to say it himself. He’s actually very interested to met her, especially if she knows Redd as well.
“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.
“And guess what? He says that little old me helped him out! Am I cool or am I cool?”
Uhh...Yeah, alright.
[He fidgets with his glasses, his expression not getting any more glad when Spepticle mentions Parrot.] I'm aware. He's been king for a while now. [Redd doesn't even try to hide the annoyance in his voice. Still, he can't hell but chuckle at the other's comment.]
You're cool. The coolest, even, Spepticle.
“Oh, right. I forgot. Sorry!”
He frowns, why didn’t Redd sound happy about that? Didn’t he like Parrot? It made sense with how he released everyone from their debts before.
Spepticle paused his pacing, unsure of what to say. He gives a thumbs up, before fidgeting nervously.
“Yeah, i definitely am!”
[Redd taps his fingers against the table a couple times before standing up and walking over to one of the cabinets in the kitchen. He serves a single glass of water and 'amuses' himself at the idea of offering it a drink.
He walks over to Spepticle and tries to give him a single pat on the head.]
Speps watches as Redd stood up from his seat to do something at the cabinet. He quickly lost interest when he noticed it was just a glass of water.
He was about to start pacing again when he noticed Redd walking up to him. The ghost raises an eyebrow in confusion as Redd attempts to pat his head. Spepticle giggles slightly as the hand went through him. It left a very weird sensation behind.
“You silly goose, I’m a ghost!” He reminded the other gleeful before once again pacing around the room.
[Are ghosts killable? He forces his hand to slow down and fully stops once Spepticle moved away.
Ghosts aren't real—Redd drank his water in one swing—because then that would mean Spep came here on his own accord. He isn't sure how to feel about that.]
Do you want to go to the garden? [He set the empty cup on the table then put his glasses back on.]
He hummed thoughtfully, that meant he could explore more, right?
“Sure,” he nodded, looking at the other while struggling to contain his excitement.
“Just lead the way!”
[Redd made a small gesture for Spepticle to follow and headed out through the back door and into the garden.
It was decently big, full of a variety of yellow and orange flowers that were clearly well taken of. At the side of the house, there were a couple of gardening tools, and Spep could spot a small barn not so far away from them.
No Squiddo in sight, for Redd's luck. He looks at the other.] What do you think?
Spepticle followed him out to the garden, eyes wide as he took in the place. It was amazing!
“Hmm,” He pretended to think for a while, though there was only one answer he could think off.
“It’s fine I guess but personally I’d have even MORE flowers! Like everywhere! To the point the whole garden is filled with it! Like you get what I mean right????”
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Not only can it be awkward for the parties involved, but it can also be really frustrating when someone who shouldn't be involved ends up ruining another blog's plans.
This is part of why we have a discord server, as well. Being able to plan out plotlines and ask questions on a different platform before taking it to tumblr is something we all find convenient and also leads to less risk of problems like this.
Communication is the key to good roleplay and a lack of communication can seriously ruin it for people. This is all meant to be fun and I don't want anyone to be hurt by this. ^^'
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After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
Headache? [He watches Spepticle pace around the room, taking in as many details as he could of him.
It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.
Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]
It's been fine. [He keeps playing along, although unsure of what to even talk about.] Squiddo isn't that bad to be around. Her garden's nice—...I don't know if you even knew her.
“It’s fine though, don’t worry about it!” Speps says reassuringly. It wasn’t that bad, just uncomfortable to be honest.
“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin
“Squiddo?” The name didn’t ring any bells in his head. Couldn’t be someone he knew then unless he’d forgotten about it. “Sorry I have no clue who that is.”
[He let out a small hum in reply, not forcing it upon himself to give any more of a proper reply to the 'fake'.
Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]
This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?
[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.
Reddoons focused on Spepticle, a somewhat concerned look in his eyes.]
“Oh, tell her I said hi!” Or maybe he should stick around until she show up to say it himself. He’s actually very interested to met her, especially if she knows Redd as well.
“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.
“And guess what? He says that little old me helped him out! Am I cool or am I cool?”
Uhh...Yeah, alright.
[He fidgets with his glasses, his expression not getting any more glad when Spepticle mentions Parrot.] I'm aware. He's been king for a while now. [Redd doesn't even try to hide the annoyance in his voice. Still, he can't hell but chuckle at the other's comment.]
You're cool. The coolest, even, Spepticle.
“Oh, right. I forgot. Sorry!”
He frowns, why didn’t Redd sound happy about that? Didn’t he like Parrot? It made sense with how he released everyone from their debts before.
Spepticle paused his pacing, unsure of what to say. He gives a thumbs up, before fidgeting nervously.
“Yeah, i definitely am!”
[Redd taps his fingers against the table a couple times before standing up and walking over to one of the cabinets in the kitchen. He serves a single glass of water and 'amuses' himself at the idea of offering it a drink.
He walks over to Spepticle and tries to give him a single pat on the head.]
Speps watches as Redd stood up from his seat to do something at the cabinet. He quickly lost interest when he noticed it was just a glass of water.
He was about to start pacing again when he noticed Redd walking up to him. The ghost raises an eyebrow in confusion as Redd attempts to pat his head. Spepticle giggles slightly as the hand went through him. It left a very weird sensation behind.
“You silly goose, I’m a ghost!” He reminded the other gleeful before once again pacing around the room.
[Are ghosts killable? He forces his hand to slow down and fully stops once Spepticle moved away.
Ghosts aren't real—Redd drank his water in one swing—because then that would mean Spep came here on his own accord. He isn't sure how to feel about that.]
Do you want to go to the garden? [He set the empty cup on the table then put his glasses back on.]
He hummed thoughtfully, that meant he could explore more, right?
“Sure,” he nodded, looking at the other while struggling to contain his excitement.
“Just lead the way!”
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
Headache? [He watches Spepticle pace around the room, taking in as many details as he could of him.
It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.
Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]
It's been fine. [He keeps playing along, although unsure of what to even talk about.] Squiddo isn't that bad to be around. Her garden's nice—...I don't know if you even knew her.
“It’s fine though, don’t worry about it!” Speps says reassuringly. It wasn’t that bad, just uncomfortable to be honest.
“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin
“Squiddo?” The name didn’t ring any bells in his head. Couldn’t be someone he knew then unless he’d forgotten about it. “Sorry I have no clue who that is.”
[He let out a small hum in reply, not forcing it upon himself to give any more of a proper reply to the 'fake'.
Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]
This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?
[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.
Reddoons focused on Spepticle, a somewhat concerned look in his eyes.]
“Oh, tell her I said hi!” Or maybe he should stick around until she show up to say it himself. He’s actually very interested to met her, especially if she knows Redd as well.
“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.
“And guess what? He says that little old me helped him out! Am I cool or am I cool?”
Uhh...Yeah, alright.
[He fidgets with his glasses, his expression not getting any more glad when Spepticle mentions Parrot.] I'm aware. He's been king for a while now. [Redd doesn't even try to hide the annoyance in his voice. Still, he can't hell but chuckle at the other's comment.]
You're cool. The coolest, even, Spepticle.
“Oh, right. I forgot. Sorry!”
He frowns, why didn’t Redd sound happy about that? Didn’t he like Parrot? It made sense with how he released everyone from their debts before.
Spepticle paused his pacing, unsure of what to say. He gives a thumbs up, before fidgeting nervously.
“Yeah, i definitely am!”
[Redd taps his fingers against the table a couple times before standing up and walking over to one of the cabinets in the kitchen. He serves a single glass of water and 'amuses' himself at the idea of offering it a drink.
He walks over to Spepticle and tries to give him a single pat on the head.]
Speps watches as Redd stood up from his seat to do something at the cabinet. He quickly lost interest when he noticed it was just a glass of water.
He was about to start pacing again when he noticed Redd walking up to him. The ghost raises an eyebrow in confusion as Redd attempts to pat his head. Spepticle giggles slightly as the hand went through him. It left a very weird sensation behind.
“You silly goose, I’m a ghost!” He reminded the other gleeful before once again pacing around the room.
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
Headache? [He watches Spepticle pace around the room, taking in as many details as he could of him.
It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.
Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]
It's been fine. [He keeps playing along, although unsure of what to even talk about.] Squiddo isn't that bad to be around. Her garden's nice—...I don't know if you even knew her.
“It’s fine though, don’t worry about it!” Speps says reassuringly. It wasn’t that bad, just uncomfortable to be honest.
“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin
“Squiddo?” The name didn’t ring any bells in his head. Couldn’t be someone he knew then unless he’d forgotten about it. “Sorry I have no clue who that is.”
[He let out a small hum in reply, not forcing it upon himself to give any more of a proper reply to the 'fake'.
Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]
This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?
[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.
Reddoons focused on Spepticle, a somewhat concerned look in his eyes.]
“Oh, tell her I said hi!” Or maybe he should stick around until she show up to say it himself. He’s actually very interested to met her, especially if she knows Redd as well.
“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.
“And guess what? He says that little old me helped him out! Am I cool or am I cool?”
Uhh...Yeah, alright.
[He fidgets with his glasses, his expression not getting any more glad when Spepticle mentions Parrot.] I'm aware. He's been king for a while now. [Redd doesn't even try to hide the annoyance in his voice. Still, he can't hell but chuckle at the other's comment.]
You're cool. The coolest, even, Spepticle.
“Oh, right. I forgot. Sorry!”
He frowns, why didn’t Redd sound happy about that? Didn’t he like Parrot? It made sense with how he released everyone from their debts before.
Spepticle paused his pacing, unsure of what to say. He gives a thumbs up, before fidgeting nervously.
“Yeah, i definitely am!”
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
Headache? [He watches Spepticle pace around the room, taking in as many details as he could of him.
It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.
Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]
It's been fine. [He keeps playing along, although unsure of what to even talk about.] Squiddo isn't that bad to be around. Her garden's nice—...I don't know if you even knew her.
“It’s fine though, don’t worry about it!” Speps says reassuringly. It wasn’t that bad, just uncomfortable to be honest.
“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin
“Squiddo?” The name didn’t ring any bells in his head. Couldn’t be someone he knew then unless he’d forgotten about it. “Sorry I have no clue who that is.”
[He let out a small hum in reply, not forcing it upon himself to give any more of a proper reply to the 'fake'.
Of course he wouldn't know Squiddo.] That's fine. [Redd stays quiet for a second.]
This is her house, so... [He adds right after then takes off his glasses to clean at them with the hem of his shirt.] Anything interesting you can tell me about?
[His head shot up not a hearbeat either. It didn't make sense to ask that.
Reddoons focused on Spepticle, a somewhat concerned look in his eyes.]
“Oh, tell her I said hi!” Or maybe he should stick around until she show up to say it himself. He’s actually very interested to met her, especially if she knows Redd as well.
“I uhh met Parrot the other day! Did you know that he’s finally the king of the server?” Speps replies at the question.
“And guess what? He says that little old me helped him out! Am I cool or am I cool?”
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
Headache? [He watches Spepticle pace around the room, taking in as many details as he could of him.
It'll go away eventually, he reminds himself, even if he's not sure if he wants it to. He had forgotten how much he'd missed his friend.
Reddoons readjusts himself in the seat, his folded arms now resting on top of the table.]
It's been fine. [He keeps playing along, although unsure of what to even talk about.] Squiddo isn't that bad to be around. Her garden's nice—...I don't know if you even knew her.
“It’s fine though, don’t worry about it!” Speps says reassuringly. It wasn’t that bad, just uncomfortable to be honest.
“That’s great to hear! I’m so glad for you Redd!” He flashes a boyish grin
“Squiddo?” The name didn’t ring any bells in his head. Couldn’t be someone he knew then unless he’d forgotten about it. “Sorry I have no clue who that is.”
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After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
...Hey. [Redd walks over to the eating area of the house and pulls a chair for himself to sit down, the chair making some noise as he did so.
He prays to whatever deity that Squiddo was far enough to not hear the sound or him talking to himself. He does not want to deal with that.
One of his legs bounced anxiously.] Uh—Yeah, it has. [How long has it been?]
How are you...doing, Spep? [It's difficult to keep himself composed and he hates himself for it. Either way, he tries.]
He followed Redd into the next room, looking around curiously. It’s a very nice place, wayyyy nicer than whatever he got going on. Speps watched as Redd sat down. He didn’t feel like joining him, he had too much energy for that.
Instead he decided to pace around the room.
“Me? I’m doing fine! Well besides having a never ending headache but it’s fine.” He giggles softly. “What about you Redd, how’s it going?”
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
[Reddoons gets startled as he hears Spep yelp and quite literally go through the door. He further moves away.]
What the hell, [He mutters while staring at the other.
He's officially lost it, he thinks. Might as well engage.] Can you stop talking about doordash? [He sounds mildly annoyed at best, although still visibly agitated.]
Why—what do you want?
“Awww fine, i guess you dont like doordash then..” he pouts, not noticing how distressed his friend had gotten. All this talk about food made him crave for it. Aw chucks, maybe Redd would pity him and buy him food if he’d shut about it…
“I wanted to say hi! Hi Reddoons, it’s me Speps or Spepticle!” Redd already knew that of course but Spepticle felt like telling him about it just in case! “It’s been awhile right?”
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
[Why was it talking at him. They never actually talked to him.
He looked away from it, then back. His ears twitch as he forces them to not droop down. Should he even reply?
He seems too real. Redd takes a step back and starts closing the door on Spepticle—]
Spepticle frowned, that was so rude of him! You’d think after all this time Redd would finally learn some manners but noooooo of course he wouldn’t. He tried putting his foot in between the closing door, yelping in surprise as it went through it. Oh yeah, he still had no idea how this worked.
“So as i was saying,” Speps continues, trying not to think too hard about the fact that he’d just phased through something. “There was no doordash, I’m sorry if you were expecting something.”
Oh, Hii Parrot! I see that you won the election, congratulations on becoming king of the Unstable smp! I knew you could do it!!!
@the-owlz
"...Spep...?"
Honestly, at this point, Parrot shouldn't be surprised. He should've desensitized to this, considering the amount of times the dead or presumed dead quite literally came knocking on his door... yet he really wasn't.
"Yeah... I won... I'm king... all thanks to you, really..."
“That’s my name alright!” He says, happy that someone actually remembered him.
“I didn’t do anything really, this was all you anyways! I bet the server is sooooo much better off now thanks to you” <3
"Hah... you say that, but I never would've been in the election if it weren't for you..."
Parrot fidgeted with the front of his cloak, attempting to seem composed despite still being disturbed by the new presence.
"As for improving the server, progress has been... slow. All I've really managed to do is fix up spawn so that new players can join... and that's just made a bunch of older players pissed at me."
“I guess we can agree to disagree then, huh?”
He nodded thoughtfully, only pausing briefly at the mention of Spawn. Seriously Parrot did all that and people are mad at him for it?
“Spawn? Really? Thats actually insane, Parrot! That place was flooded with withers last I was there. I’m sorry that the old players are giving you a hard time, you don’t deserve it. Genuinely!”
"Yeah. Theo and I, along with some friends, took out the withers. My friend, Horace, completely rebuilt spawn and we got 4C to help us with chicken farms so that new players can enter the server and receive food to keep them afloat!"
Parrot's feathers fluffed up as he explained how spawn had been repaired, clearly taking pride in it despite the problems it had caused.
"As for the old players... a lot of them just seem to hate the new players. They say it's due to resource constraints and feeling like I'm prioritizing new players over them... and I guess it makes sense, but they're retaliating by killing thousands of new players and making it harder for me to focus on anything but them because all of my time is being focused on keeping the new players safe!"
Parrot sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I just don't get it... they're basically shooting themselves in the foot with that."
“Oh wowwww! That’s so cool”
Spepticle was clearly in awe as his eyes widened. He’d definitely have to check it out later. Especially if Horace was the one to build it!
“You know, something I’ve realised is that you can’t make everyone happy, no matter how much you try. If these players are pissed at you for doing your job then it’s their problem, right?”
He says cheerfully. A lot had happened since he’d died apparently. it saddened him that he didn’t get the chance to see it all happen.
“Seems like you’ve been busy alright”
"Yeah, I know I can't make everyone happy... but I hate that the old players are going after the new players. I just want things to calm down so that I can actually have some room to breathe and help them too..."
Parrot smiled a little as he took in Spepticle's optimistic outlook on things. It was nice...
"Yeah, I've been pretty busy... but I'm glad you're here. I've missed you, man."
“I bet they will see reason soon enough and if not you’ll probably win them over like you always do! Just be your charming and kind self and they’ll come around eventually!”
“Awww,” he gushed, looking oddly flustered by the thought of Parrot missing him. This was the best day of his undead life! “I missed you too bro!”
Parrot laughed a little, leaning back and relaxing a little.
"I hope so... at least, I hope I can after all this war stuff is out of the way..."
"Well, I'm glad you're back... even if it's as a ghost. Far better than guilt-induced hallucinations, haha."
“There is a war going on? He says surprised. As if the Mafia one wasn’t bad enough! “Do you guys need any help? I’d love to help in anyway I can!"
"Wait, what? Are you okay? Did something happen?"
"Yeah, this would be the third one so far... the war against the mafia, the war against law, and now the war against Cindercrest. As for help, uhh... I'm... not sure how much help a ghost would be, no offense."
"Oh, you mean the... hallucinations? Yeah, it's nothing too serious. Just happens if I get too tired and get all loopy... or if I'm sick. Start seeing and hearing shit."
"The law? Seriously? I thought the election would have gone smoothly...HEY, Don't go underestimating just yet. I bet I could still be helpful in someway! I'm still The Owl after all! Just kinda a bit off my game, but I'll bounce back soon enough!"
"...that doesn't sound good. Have you considered therapy???"
"Hmm... well, actually... now that I think about it, you could always be a spy again! It depends on if others are able to see you... but either way, it's not like you can die twice..."
"Eh... I mean, I visited Pangi once, but it wasn't all that helpful... I kinda just handle this stuff on my own."
"A spy? I think I can do that! About being seen, I have no idea to be honest. Just woke up on the election stage sometime ago and immedietly made my way over here." Knowing himself, Spepticle would probably die due to a failed waterclutch. Pathetic he knows. "Haha, who knows, I rather not finding out though."
"Oh, well i'm here if you ever need to talk!"
"Huh... right, I mean, that is right outside."
Parrot hummed curiously, looking Spepticle over before continuing.
"Do you... remember what happened?"
"I remember the election?" He says while rubbing his head thoughtfully. "Only bits of it though, it was pretty boring to be honest."
"Hm... y-yeah, that makes sense... none of the really big stuff started happening until... you died..."
"Big stuff? You mean the war you mentioned right? With the law? What happened to LettuceK and the others?" As much as Spepticle didn't like the laws way of operating, he didn't wish ill for any of them.
"They didn't..die right?"
"Uhm... some of them are dead, yes... Theo killed one of the commanders and Deputy Ace was killed after he betrayed Law and refused to let Theo and I be executed."
"Lettuce is still alive... he's imprisoned under the castle... and SargeLAW is currently one of the leaders of the reformed Law... although now he's turned against me... again."
"oh" Spepticle says, trying to take everything in. He knew Deputy Ace was close LettuceK but Speps himself could never imagine him betraying Lettuce. Guess things changed between them at some point.
"He's seriously imprisoned just under the castle?" It left a weird and ugly feeling inside of him, one that he had no idea of what it meant. He didn't like it though and tried to ignore it.
"Yeah... I mean, he doesn't exactly hate it, to be fair. I keep him happy and cozy in his cell. I go down there and talk to him sometimes."
"That's cool, as long as he doesn't have it badly after all!"
"Yeah, he's... he's alright, I think. Hasn't complained, at least."
“Must be pretty lonely down there huh? Are visitors allowed to come over or do I need to break in to say hi?”
"As long as you don't try to break him out, sure, haha!"
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhh sure! I mean technically speaking I’d not be able to do that due to my form anyways you know?”
After he had been walking for hours, Speps finally made it to the place. Or he hoped he did, would be very awkward if he didn’t. He stood there in front of the door unsure of what to do. Should he knock or just enter?
He decided to knock just in case.
“Your doordash is here!” Spepticle singsongs, being highly of key as he did. He was pretty excited, and was practically vibrating with it.
@the-owlz
[...Had Squiddo ordered something? She would've let him know, right? What the hell.
Redd walks over to the door. There is something about the voice he can't put his finger on, but he ignores it until he opens the door.]
Who— [His eyes land on the person in front of him, and doesn't even finish his sentence.]
“Uhhh, hi?”
It was at that moment that Spepticle realized he hadn’t thought this out properly. He really had to stop being irrational, or he might get himself killed..wait
He coughed awkwardly, and stood up straighter. “There was no doordash…I lied?”
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