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You’ll be getting a new “friend” soon, blotkeeper :)

(Ooc mod here; Im planning the most soul shattering overblot for rose. ..again)

(Beta design kinda goes hard, might keep it. She looks like shes radioactive and her emotions DEFINITELY are😭🙏)

“..Right after I come back from vacation.”

*Insert the entire realm on fire, with multiple turf wars occuring.*

“Oh shit right it's still my job to stop them—”

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HM.

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“wh-”

“HWERE THE FUCK DID THEY ALL GO??”

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JAMIL

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS??

"my car."

"you don't have a c—"

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"Hm, fair 'nough reason." *He let go of the mouse, rolling his eyes when it hurriedly scampered away.*

"Ha! Would've turned him to sand when I was free, if those meddling herbivores didn't ruin everythin'.."

*He held his head in his palm, tail flicking.*

"Bored." "...Better than dead, though. Lost the "Let me out" thing a long time ago."

[A new blot steps through the mirror. The ink pattern on his face mimics scratches from a claw, a bit of ink dripping from the corner of his mouth. His white and red jacket is stained with ink, and his black shirt has a purple scratch pattern similar to the one on his face. There are tears in his maroon-colored pants, and the black leather on his knee-high combat boots reflects the limited light. His hands are cloaked in mismatched black-and-white fingerless gloves, and a shiny red dog collar sits around his neck.]

“Um…hey.”

-Zeon (Chase’s Overblot), @nrcsfavoriteshrimps

(Sorry for the paragraph of text lol /lh)

*Riddle states disapprovingly from his roses.... arms crossed and head held high, his expectations are low and care obsolete.*

—

*It’s usually hard to tell what Leona’s thinking, but it’s never kind.*

*From up top his ledge, he seemed to roll his eyes at another “runt.”*

—

*You can practically see Azul’s neurons fire, maliciously delighted at a new occupant who well..* *won’t immediately shut him down or tear up his contracts.*

—

*One of his mouse ears [New info unlocked!] flattened against his head as he rubbed his nape, a slightly awkward look on his face.* “Uh.. Hi!”

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C. Can we know more about mods and yuu

Pretty pweqse🥺

🪦: uhhh- sure!

🩸by 🪦: he usually handles threads and long responses!— he's a perfectionist though so some things take time >:3

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Chlo(🪦)By Servamp(🩸): they're an idiot, affectionately.

They answer the asks and make things look pretty; most likely to answer reblog chains and the like.

Rather short since i have to reply to things. Bye anon, buy gold.

Yuusui!

-Twisted from the Evil Mickey Trope™

-Lore is basically the time-loop theory! (Every time they die from an overblot,the world resets— but something went wrong after Malleus, and now they're stuck as a keeper of the overblots and has to spectate the other yuu's.)

-Mouse Beastman

-occasionally a pathetic little guy (PLEASE let him sleep for once)

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🪦// Pretty :0 I'll add her to the guest list once we sort it out!

Mostly just for the mods over at @inked-realm ehe

Rose’s new overblot design :)

the cracks look terrible.. and i forgor which way the shoulder joints went-

For reference; this is her old ob

not as elegant, doesnt rlly look like an ob minus the arms

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“Unless you're some anomaly, yep!"

*He grins, before coughing and returning to neutrality.*

"So- if you don't mind, how did you overblot?" "You don't have to answer of course, just a little curious."

*a girl stumbles in, a bit disoriented. there are tears of blot running down her face, and she's dressed as in a dull light green princess-esque dress that is torn and smudged with dirt and grass stains, as if she was forgotten in the woods. she stares at the others in this realm, a bit confused at where she is*

(ooc: hihi, sorry abt what happened to the other account! anyways before it was deleted I was planning on showing u ob!trystia(or felicity as I call her occasionally) bc idk it made sense either think)

-Felicity, @nrcbookclub

"A-ah—"

*He slid the key he was holding into his pocket, the mouse ears up top his head pinning to his hair.*

"Hello, Miss..? I assume you didn't mean to come here, huh."

*He offered her a handkerchief, likely for the tears.*

"So.. any questions? We have more than enough time, after all."

———

*Those who were present seemed disinterested, to occupied with their own personal activities—-*

*Although, few glowing eyes occasionally flicked to Felicity in boredom.*

*At least it was a calm welcoming?*

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*gives keeper an airhorn*

-🐿

"hehe. power."

dear walt what have you done.

Azul attempted to make a single contract in their vicinity? **AIR HORN**

Malleus gets possessive of something and/or someone? **AIR HORN** (er- actually, they don't have the balls to do that.)

Riddle collars someone for the umpteenth time? **AIR HORN**

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"Mhm!"

*A crash sounded, to which he sighed at.*

"time to go figure out what that was.. cause that's what I do here..." *He muttered tiredly, walking off.*

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"Astute observation."

*His bored voice sounds from above, as an antelope skull falls— it's previous location being the very same rocky ledge Leona was lazily laying on.*

"Now, exactly how'd you end up getting here, huh?"

"Never thought a runt like you had it in 'em.."

*He huffed, tormenting messing with a scurrying mouse.*

[A new blot steps through the mirror. The ink pattern on his face mimics scratches from a claw, a bit of ink dripping from the corner of his mouth. His white and red jacket is stained with ink, and his black shirt has a purple scratch pattern similar to the one on his face. There are tears in his maroon-colored pants, and the black leather on his knee-high combat boots reflects the limited light. His hands are cloaked in mismatched black-and-white fingerless gloves, and a shiny red dog collar sits around his neck.]

“Um…hey.”

-Zeon (Chase’s Overblot), @nrcsfavoriteshrimps

(Sorry for the paragraph of text lol /lh)

*Riddle states disapprovingly from his roses.... arms crossed and head held high, his expectations are low and care obsolete.*

—

*It’s usually hard to tell what Leona’s thinking, but it’s never kind.*

*From up top his ledge, he seemed to roll his eyes at another “runt.”*

—

*You can practically see Azul’s neurons fire, maliciously delighted at a new occupant who well..* *won’t immediately shut him down or tear up his contracts.*

—

*One of his mouse ears [New info unlocked!] flattened against his head as he rubbed his nape, a slightly awkward look on his face.* “Uh.. Hi!”

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*He was paying attention- slightly. More-so observing silently, with a less annoyed disposition..*

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"Great!"

"Aye... Uh, basically seven overblots- er, eight, stuck together in a void."

"Amazing digital circus core, or whatever."

[A new blot steps through the mirror. The ink pattern on his face mimics scratches from a claw, a bit of ink dripping from the corner of his mouth. His white and red jacket is stained with ink, and his black shirt has a purple scratch pattern similar to the one on his face. There are tears in his maroon-colored pants, and the black leather on his knee-high combat boots reflects the limited light. His hands are cloaked in mismatched black-and-white fingerless gloves, and a shiny red dog collar sits around his neck.]

“Um…hey.”

-Zeon (Chase’s Overblot), @nrcsfavoriteshrimps

(Sorry for the paragraph of text lol /lh)

*Riddle states disapprovingly from his roses.... arms crossed and head held high, his expectations are low and care obsolete.*

—

*It’s usually hard to tell what Leona’s thinking, but it’s never kind.*

*From up top his ledge, he seemed to roll his eyes at another “runt.”*

—

*You can practically see Azul’s neurons fire, maliciously delighted at a new occupant who well..* *won’t immediately shut him down or tear up his contracts.*

—

*One of his mouse ears [New info unlocked!] flattened against his head as he rubbed his nape, a slightly awkward look on his face.* “Uh.. Hi!”

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“Chase Crewel... Huh, not sure I know him anyway! So- nice to meet you as well, Zeon."

"The other people here are.. not the easiest to get along with, but you should be fine!"

"Maybe you might even know someone?"

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*Leona squinted when he recognized the face, an ear flicking.*

*guess the new arrival isn't that bad..*

[A new blot steps through the mirror. The ink pattern on his face mimics scratches from a claw, a bit of ink dripping from the corner of his mouth. His white and red jacket is stained with ink, and his black shirt has a purple scratch pattern similar to the one on his face. There are tears in his maroon-colored pants, and the black leather on his knee-high combat boots reflects the limited light. His hands are cloaked in mismatched black-and-white fingerless gloves, and a shiny red dog collar sits around his neck.]

“Um…hey.”

-Zeon (Chase’s Overblot), @nrcsfavoriteshrimps

(Sorry for the paragraph of text lol /lh)

*Riddle states disapprovingly from his roses.... arms crossed and head held high, his expectations are low and care obsolete.*

—

*It’s usually hard to tell what Leona’s thinking, but it’s never kind.*

*From up top his ledge, he seemed to roll his eyes at another “runt.”*

—

*You can practically see Azul’s neurons fire, maliciously delighted at a new occupant who well..* *won’t immediately shut him down or tear up his contracts.*

—

*One of his mouse ears [New info unlocked!] flattened against his head as he rubbed his nape, a slightly awkward look on his face.* “Uh.. Hi!”

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"Well then, nice to meet you Felicity..?" *He stuffed it back in his pocket with a nod.*

“Right, right, forgot that blot doesn't work like that, sorry...” “Ehem, this place is technically purgatory..? Not that you died! Maybe!”

"Think of it like,, where a boss goes when the MCs defeat them?"

*a girl stumbles in, a bit disoriented. there are tears of blot running down her face, and she's dressed as in a dull light green princess-esque dress that is torn and smudged with dirt and grass stains, as if she was forgotten in the woods. she stares at the others in this realm, a bit confused at where she is*

(ooc: hihi, sorry abt what happened to the other account! anyways before it was deleted I was planning on showing u ob!trystia(or felicity as I call her occasionally) bc idk it made sense either think)

-Felicity, @nrcbookclub

"A-ah—"

*He slid the key he was holding into his pocket, the mouse ears up top his head pinning to his hair.*

"Hello, Miss..? I assume you didn't mean to come here, huh."

*He offered her a handkerchief, likely for the tears.*

"So.. any questions? We have more than enough time, after all."

———

*Those who were present seemed disinterested, to occupied with their own personal activities—-*

*Although, few glowing eyes occasionally flicked to Felicity in boredom.*

*At least it was a calm welcoming?*

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I return, and I brought everyone gifts.. again. I even got something for Leona this time to be nice.

For Riddle; A pin that I made. It’s supposed to represent a painted rose.

For Leona; A blanket. Im sure it gets cold.

For Azul; Shell decorum hair clips.

For Jamil; Little hats for all your snakes.

For Vil; New makeup and some fresh fruit for smoothies.

For Idia; Anime trading cards (I got you the rare pack..)

For Malleus; I brought a bouquet of white and green roses.

And for the poor soul trapped here I brought weighted blankets and stuffed animals.

He inspects it emotionlessly, the fire over his eye flickering— before a small grin formed on his ink-stained lips.

"It's.. acceptable~"

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"Tch, I don't need your pity gifts."

He hissed, swiping it away. Meanwhile, that blot phantom of his, (whom had been shrunken to the size of a housecat for simplicities) snuggled into it like a kitten.

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"Why, a gift~? How kind.."

One of his tentacles slowly raises, holding a contract— to which Yuusui snagged away.

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Congratulations! You have made them distinguished bitey gentlemen! (to Jamil's mild, jealous displeasure).

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Vil, meanwhile, was silently viewing each of the makeup product, running his fingers along the different materials..

"..hm."

He glanced at the fruits, seemingly content.

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Idia was playing shipwreck 64, but his interest was immediately peaked.

"Ha! Damn~! I totally thought I wouldn't get the chance to nab these in here.." His clawed hands tore one open, giving the rest to Ortho (who was. Literally a ghost)

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Malleus' eyes widen, a smile slowly spreading across his face.

He seemed appreciative.. and lately, it was rare to see the fae prince looking as happy as he was now— despite being a little translucent.

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"e-eh?-- I don't usually get stuff-" He shook his head, fluffy black hair ruffling

"Sorry, thank you? I'll put them in my room.. sometime.."

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🩸: everyday I steadily give myself carpal tunnel with these damn tags (/j I like doing them)

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*a girl stumbles in, a bit disoriented. there are tears of blot running down her face, and she's dressed as in a dull light green princess-esque dress that is torn and smudged with dirt and grass stains, as if she was forgotten in the woods. she stares at the others in this realm, a bit confused at where she is*

(ooc: hihi, sorry abt what happened to the other account! anyways before it was deleted I was planning on showing u ob!trystia(or felicity as I call her occasionally) bc idk it made sense either think)

-Felicity, @nrcbookclub

"A-ah—"

*He slid the key he was holding into his pocket, the mouse ears up top his head pinning to his hair.*

"Hello, Miss..? I assume you didn't mean to come here, huh."

*He offered her a handkerchief, likely for the tears.*

"So.. any questions? We have more than enough time, after all."

———

*Those who were present seemed disinterested, to occupied with their own personal activities—-*

*Although, few glowing eyes occasionally flicked to Felicity in boredom.*

*At least it was a calm welcoming?*

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The song references you make are immaculate

also have any of u ever played stardew valley i thinm u should its a nice game

or minecraft

-🍋‍🟩

// gah:3 thank youu— avid music listener club member/j

“ ‘Stardew Valley’? I have. It subdued my anger for some time.” “However, I truly do hate Shane.”

“Other ones an L tho, He wouldn’t sit down to play MC.”

“It is horribly childish, Shroud. I have far better things to do with my time.”