hatebuild

[hatebuild]

" Have you? Maybe you didn't... "

Hatred mused, finding every second of this more and more fun. The step back 007N7 made wasn't forgotten by the demonic emotion as it stepped forward in exchange.

" Maybe you didn't make it all up... Maybe your attempts at reformation are so outweighed by your choices in the past you're... GONE. From any chance at genuine recovery..? "

Hatred placed a single hand onto 007N7's shoulder, claws seemed to dig into the other man's flesh for a moment before he spoke.

" Hello, how have you been? "

[ @hatebuild ]

>[007n7 jolted awake as he felt claws dig into his shoulder, instinctively turning around to see who was behind him.]

"Builderman...?"

>[He whispered under his breath, taking a step back as he noticed the other's odd appearance. This... wasn't exactly his Builderman. The robot he knew was... gray, and casual, and all that stuff...]

"I've... been doing fine."

>[He looked around where he had woken up. It was a black, endless void, surrounded by white scribbles here and there. Wherever this was, it wasn't his home...]

"...Where are we, exactly?"

[hatebuild]

" You're here, are you not? "

Hatred started, this time its voice was completely devoid of anything as it stared directly into 007N7's soul. Removing his clawed hand from the other's shirt and let it fall to his side as it stared with a smile—one that only made the entire atmosphere uncannily cold.

" You're impure. The sword had no reason to take a person of purity. So tell me. The sword has decided you unfit, right? "

Hatred placed a single hand onto 007N7's shoulder, claws seemed to dig into the other man's flesh for a moment before he spoke.

" Hello, how have you been? "

[ @hatebuild ]

>[007n7 jolted awake as he felt claws dig into his shoulder, instinctively turning around to see who was behind him.]

"Builderman...?"

>[He whispered under his breath, taking a step back as he noticed the other's odd appearance. This... wasn't exactly his Builderman. The robot he knew was... gray, and casual, and all that stuff...]

"I've... been doing fine."

>[He looked around where he had woken up. It was a black, endless void, surrounded by white scribbles here and there. Wherever this was, it wasn't his home...]

"...Where are we, exactly?"

[hatebuild]

" No worries... I'm unharmed, after all. "

Hatred grinned again, he didn't care about anything that APOLLO was saying, really the demonic emotion was just wanted to snatch the Ghostwalker. Though it made no moves when it saw the blade being at APOLLO's side.

> [ He's a bit.. "out of it", to put it lightly. After the events of the past few days , a walk to clear his mind is more than welcome. That fear that sits at the bottom of his chest won't subside though , so he keeps his prosthetic rested on the Ghostwalker at side. ]

@wires-for-veins you can ignore this obv uhbut HI))

[ helloo hello wrm ignore that i forgot about this ]

Hatred stared from a distance, its gaze locked on the Ghostwalker that APOLLO seemed to hold. He didn't like that the other had it, and of course because of that? Hatred had a personal motive to try and grab it.

Every step that he took was silent, save for the quiet crunching of the grass underneath his shoes as he fixed the hard hat. Hatred never liked it, but if it sold his fake identity better, then it would wear it.

[hatebuild]

Hatred stepped from the shadows, his form instantly morphing into another version of Builderman, though his eyes remained that crimson color as he gave a smile.

" It's just.. me? I promise I'm not what you saw. "

That was a lie, but maybe he could act it well enough for it not to be obvious.

" Hellooo... "

A quiet voice, though not one soothing was heard as a man seemed to peer out from the darkness. A grin on his face—and visibly reddened pupils.

[ @hatebuild ]

[ He jumped at the slithery voice. Survival instincts forced him to scramble onto his feet and grab a wrench. What the hell- is that thing?!]

L-Leave me alone! You're messin' with the wrong person, y'hear? So kindly take a step back!

[hatebuild]

" Ohh... You're so rude to poor 'lil me... Come ON.. we both know you're a bit too... paranoid to think properly! "

Hatred grinned again, this time invading FEAR's space and stepping forward. But this time he also grabbed the end of the other's blanket with a tight grip, almost as a threat.

" If you blow anything relating to my cover. We'll have a NEW issue. Alright? "

" helloooo... again. "

Hatred Builderman greeted, but they both knew it wasn't him. It was obvious with its demeanor.

[ @hatebuild ] [ hi hello dont smite me ur so cool ]

. > [ Fear tensed, the voice a grating sound in the emotions head. Oh. Oh they knew who this was, and the reaction was slow, yet at the same time fast, eyes wide as they stared at Hatred. Once more disguised as builderman. ] . > [ what. the. fuck. ] . > "Y. You." . > " What are YOU doing here-"

[hatebuild]

im back my dad decided it wouldnt make sense to take everything during summer

hi guys its me the creator of hatebuild wooow hi hello yes um warning that for probably awhile responses are goijg to be delayed and or just not given because ill forget or i just dont have the motivation to yeah wow also i finished block tales

[hatebuild]

Hi again guys it's me hatebuild's creator anyways erm so I got LITERALLY everything taken from me so I'm kind of. Sending this thru my mom's phone so err yeah I don't think I'll be available for a long while... this also includes my other blogs aka planetrush, petalspit, lettuceanon (which was already kinda ia), askasleepyjason(?), and I think that's it

hi guys its me the creator of hatebuild wooow hi hello yes um warning that for probably awhile responses are goijg to be delayed and or just not given because ill forget or i just dont have the motivation to yeah wow also i finished block tales

[hatebuild]

Erm, hi theee Mr builderman! I just got here uhh…

May I ask(if you’re cool w dat—)

Why do I get flustered when I hear ur voice??…like I don’t want to stop listening but at the same time I feel a wave of dread as well?? Is that normal??

That’s all byeee

"...Huh?"

[hatebuild]

" Can't a guy just get a break? I'm nothing like what you think! "

That was a lie, and they both knew it. Hatred found it funny just how shaken up FEAR was, and it couldn't help the smile that graced its face as he leaned forward slightly. Just to be an uncomfortable presence, well, more than he already was. It wasn't too close as to get into FEAR's personal spacs, but he was definitely threatening them that it could.

" But I wanna know what YOU'RE doing here... You'll blow my cover. And trust me I don't want that. "

" helloooo... again. "

Hatred Builderman greeted, but they both knew it wasn't him. It was obvious with its demeanor.

[ @hatebuild ] [ hi hello dont smite me ur so cool ]

. > [ Fear tensed, the voice a grating sound in the emotions head. Oh. Oh they knew who this was, and the reaction was slow, yet at the same time fast, eyes wide as they stared at Hatred. Once more disguised as builderman. ] . > [ what. the. fuck. ] . > "Y. You." . > " What are YOU doing here-"

[hatebuild]

" Ah? Truly? "

Hatred questioned, not actually caring. It circled around APOLLO one more time before stilling infront of him. Fixing the hard hat on its head before he looked at APOLLO.

" Well... I'm perfectly fine! "

> [ He's a bit.. "out of it", to put it lightly. After the events of the past few days , a walk to clear his mind is more than welcome. That fear that sits at the bottom of his chest won't subside though , so he keeps his prosthetic rested on the Ghostwalker at side. ]

@wires-for-veins you can ignore this obv uhbut HI))

[ helloo hello wrm ignore that i forgot about this ]

Hatred stared from a distance, its gaze locked on the Ghostwalker that APOLLO seemed to hold. He didn't like that the other had it, and of course because of that? Hatred had a personal motive to try and grab it.

Every step that he took was silent, save for the quiet crunching of the grass underneath his shoes as he fixed the hard hat. Hatred never liked it, but if it sold his fake identity better, then it would wear it.

[hatebuild]

Hatred didn't reply, continuing to chomp into the mango harshly. It left no care for the mess that remained on its hands as it continued biting into the fruit, demon tail wagging in a compressed contentment at the fruit.

There he was again. The fish man. Lyn. Of course. He was chewing on a mango, where'd it even get that what the fuck.

He wandered quietly through the forest again, stupid. After last time, really? He stops and sits against a tree.

- @lynposting.

Hatred just so happened to be in the same forest! Wow! Crazy! He hadn't recognized LYN's presence just yet, but it felt like something was off.

[hatebuild]

hi guys its me the creator of hatebuild wooow hi hello yes um warning that for probably awhile responses are goijg to be delayed and or just not given because ill forget or i just dont have the motivation to yeah wow also i finished block tales

[hatebuild]

Hatred, in exchange, only further almost melted itself into the SPECTRE's form as it trilled. Demonic tail almost wagging—maybe a tad too quickly for the situation as it stared at the SPECTRE.

Collapses onto you but it's affectionately.

" Hi. "

[ @hatebuild ]

Why, hello.

《It purred, curling up around Hatred like a cat.》

[hatebuild]

heeeyyyy

SPRAYS YOU WITH EVIL WATER LIKE PESTICIDE

bye!!

-EVIL AND MALICIOUS anon!!

" YO AYE WHAT THE FUCK. "

[hatebuild]

" Nah. I don't mind it at all! "

Hatred grinned, continuing to walk before he thought for a second, stopping completely in its tracks before turning to face 007N7 and digging his claws very harshly into the fabric of the former exploiter's shirt.

" If you're here, you must have been deemed impure by that sword. "

Hatred placed a single hand onto 007N7's shoulder, claws seemed to dig into the other man's flesh for a moment before he spoke.

" Hello, how have you been? "

[ @hatebuild ]

>[007n7 jolted awake as he felt claws dig into his shoulder, instinctively turning around to see who was behind him.]

"Builderman...?"

>[He whispered under his breath, taking a step back as he noticed the other's odd appearance. This... wasn't exactly his Builderman. The robot he knew was... gray, and casual, and all that stuff...]

"I've... been doing fine."

>[He looked around where he had woken up. It was a black, endless void, surrounded by white scribbles here and there. Wherever this was, it wasn't his home...]

"...Where are we, exactly?"

[hatebuild]

Hatred stared at the fruit for a second before backing off and taking a bite out of the mango. Sharp teeth piercing through the fruit, skin and pit included without a shred of remorse for just how weird it probably looked.

The silence after it pulled the bitten fruit away from his mouth was prolonged before letting out a satisfied hum.

" ..Yeah okay give me mangoes and I'll probably leave you be. "

There he was again. The fish man. Lyn. Of course. He was chewing on a mango, where'd it even get that what the fuck.

He wandered quietly through the forest again, stupid. After last time, really? He stops and sits against a tree.

- @lynposting.

Hatred just so happened to be in the same forest! Wow! Crazy! He hadn't recognized LYN's presence just yet, but it felt like something was off.

[hatebuild]

" Should I be hurt? "

Hatred questioned in response, retracting its hand as soon as APOLLO moved the blade away. It knew very well what was going on with the blade and how it worked, but Hatred didn't need APOLLO to know that.

He smiled, one that looked sincere until anyone thought about how he was acting. Hatred stepped back in a faux-courteous manner, its eyes gleaming with an untelling glint.

" I'm perfectly fine. "

> [ He's a bit.. "out of it", to put it lightly. After the events of the past few days , a walk to clear his mind is more than welcome. That fear that sits at the bottom of his chest won't subside though , so he keeps his prosthetic rested on the Ghostwalker at side. ]

@wires-for-veins you can ignore this obv uhbut HI))

[ helloo hello wrm ignore that i forgot about this ]

Hatred stared from a distance, its gaze locked on the Ghostwalker that APOLLO seemed to hold. He didn't like that the other had it, and of course because of that? Hatred had a personal motive to try and grab it.

Every step that he took was silent, save for the quiet crunching of the grass underneath his shoes as he fixed the hard hat. Hatred never liked it, but if it sold his fake identity better, then it would wear it.