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"I am in love with everything and everyone. Though, if you're referring to love of a romantic or sexual nature, I have not in this lifetime. A few of my past lifetimes, yes."

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18, 25

"I do not wish. I am content. As for the biggest lie I've ever told, that would be telling. Do you wish for it all to end? It is good not to get what you wish for, sometimes."

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4: what is your favorite emotion?

"Love. All love."

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54!

"What if?"

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WEIRD ASK GAME!!!!

do you have voices in your head?

how often do you question your reality?

if you could conceptualize a new color, what would it look like?

what is your favorite emotion?

how would you feel if the sky wasnt blue?

do you like to keep routines? if so, what would you do if you suddenly forgot all of them?

what color do you associate with the stars?

whats your favorite metaphor?

is it easier to say everything or nothing that you think?

have you had an experience that seems impossible to anyone who wasnt there?

have you ever lucid dreamed?

whats on your mind?

do you have any regrets?

how often do you cry?

whats something you like, but just barely never reaches your list of favorites?

give me two truths and a lie

would you be surprised if this was a dream?

whats an interest or hobby you used to have that you wish you could go back to?

do you like keeping secrets?

have you ever mistaken reality for a dream?

whos your biggest role model?

have you ever had a hallucination?

would those around you notice if you dissappeared?

whats your favorite invertabrate?

whats the biggest lie youve told?

are you alone? physically or emotionally?

do you prefer to relate to stories or have them be new experiences?

least favorite texture?

do you like the taste of water?

can you hear your heart beat right now?

how would you feel if you found out you werent alive?

cats or rats?

whats your love language?

is this a dream?

if you could give one of your flaws or skills to someone else so that you didnt have it anymore, what would it be and to who?

how do you define love?

have you ever been in love?

would you be a shapeshifter if it meant you could look like other people, but never yourself?

do you create art?

are you dreaming?

is this real?

is there a character you relate to on an almost uncomfortable level?

how do you think society would be different if gender norms were, and had always been, swapped?

would you sacrifice your life and journey and memories for a chance to start over?

do you overthink things?

how well do people know you?

what are 4 things you like about yourself?

do you want to/have you ever gotten a tattoo?

are you afraid of the unknown?

are you dreaming right now?

how open are you to change?

are you good at comforting others?

what do you think you are best known for?

what is a question you think can tell a lot about a person?

do you treat strangers better than those close to you?

do you think you are normal?

do you think you have good vibes?

whats one thing you like about the world?

have you ever broken a bone?

whats the strangest dream youve had?

are you intimidating?

when was the last time you did something purely for yourself?

is anything real?

do we actually exist?

what if this is all a dream?

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The Axolotl's expression softened - which seemed impossible because the Axolotl's expression always seemed soft. Gentle. There was almost a kind of fragility to it and yet never broken.

"You haven't learned how to rest. It's understandable especially since you've been going so fast for so long and watching so much, so quickly, for so long. Not that there's anything wrong with you're being fast. You're a being of energy - fast is how you move, it's who you are, the way you are, and you have always been unashamedly you which is one of the many things I like about you. But the not resting is a problem. Going so fast means resting more is a must, and it's just not happening. That's concerning."

The Axolotl fluffed a simple passing cloud with its webbed hands and pushed it, not quite in Bill's direction, but nearby. "Surprise you? I suppose you would look cute in red ribbon, but your black bow-tie suits you better. I wonder, though. Hmm. Schrodinger's Bill? A cat goes in, a triangle comes out?" Whatever random curiosity the Axolotl was musing on trailed off.

Then, slowly, ever so slowly, the Axolotl rolled until it simply floated there belly-up. They no longer appeared to be looking at Bill, but Bill would still get the feeling that the Axolotl was watching him - sympathetic, gently, with curious and polite interest.

"I do not know where penguins, penguin variants, and penguin adjacents come from," the Axolotl admitted. There was no shame in the Axolotl's voice. It was said in the same tone of voice as someone who admitted to not having seen a popular movie that came out a few years ago but was curious in watching it when they had the time.

The Axolotl blinked slowly. "To clarify, I know how all the penguins everywhere and everywhen are born all across the multiverse whenever and wherever penguins exist. I know when they die each and every one. But their true origins are shrouded in mystery. In all of the universes and all of the dimensions where penguins exist and scientists exist to study the origin of species whatever that looks like according to the laws of their particular dimension whether that be evolution, clay theory, vatonomics, word progression, etc., none of them ever realize or have ever realized that penguins are the exception to the rule even if it looks like they follow those rules. They always have believed and will always believe that they have figured penguins out. They have been wrong for eons. I have tried dropping hints, but as is usually the case, no one notices. The reason they look like they follow the rules is usually due to a prank or typo or error in the source code, a variety of reasons, and I know how and why those exist, but I do not know how or why penguins exist. By all accounts, they shouldn't, but I'm glad they do."

The Axolotl seemed to be looking at a soft pink cloud overhead which was beginning to take the form of an alien penguin-like creature from Dimension Delta-932;.

"Penguins first showed up in the multiverse about 777 trillion years past the beginning infinity horizon. I blinked, and they were there, and they lived and mated and gave birth to new generations, and died. I have tried to slow that moment of their first appearance down in my vision many times, but I always either blink or they just appear without my noticing which happens from time to time when it should and need to but not like that."

The Axolotl's voice was soothing in a similar way that a healing hot spring or hot cup of cocoa on a cold day or a desperate hug from two friends who hadn't seen each other in years and who had despaired in isolation, crushing loneliness was soothing... But more without being overwhelming.

"Penguins do not have an afterlife; though, some of them believe in it. They do not reincarnate into anything, and nothing reincarnates into them - I have tried this. It doesn't work. The energy doesn't enter the cycle - it lingers for approximately three picoseconds, freezes for one, then vanishes as if it has never existed. I have to move energy from elsewhere in order to make up the difference so the dimension in question doesn't collapse every time a penguin dies. No one notices this, either, but if you watched close enough the next time a penguin dies, I'm sure you'll see it."

The Axolotl's brow furrowed. "I remember all that has never existed and has stopped existing, and I remember all the penguins that have ever died across all of the multiverse everywhere and everywhen. If all the penguins I know and remember that have died had truly stopped existing, the multiverse would no longer exist. So, they're not, you know, not existing. They're going somewhere, somewhen - just not within the multiverse as I see it. I suppose it's possible some of them are also not existing because while I'm aware of the non-existence that doesn't exist and how big it isn't, and thankfully, what is remains the bigger of the one, the specifics elude me."

The Axolotl reached up and swirled the penguin-like cloud around in an almost hypnotic fashion. "I have counted the number of penguins across all of the multiverse and all of time of the multiverse, and the number always remains balanced and yet they're not transferring from dimension to dimension, nor are they old - they're all new penguins, but when they first appeared, I was so worried. I worried for tens of trillions of years about the penguins. I still worry from time to time about them in my low moments."

The Axolotl ever so slowly turned back around again. Their beady, black eyes peered at Bill. "I have had a great multitude of very interesting conversations with every variety of penguin that has existed, exists, and will ever exist from the least knowledgeable to the most knowledgeable - and while many of them are excellent liars - not all that surprising when you consider what their skeleton looks like, in the variants and adjacents that have skeletons, in comparison to their outward appearance - I have come to the conclusion that none of them know more than they're letting on."

There was a pause. "Penguins are the greatest mystery of the multiverse. There are many things I know and don't know about them."

( @bigpinkfrillyguy continuing from here )

Bill tries (sort of, as best he can given his volatile mood and all the stuff slamming into his consciousness) to focus but all he keeps hearing is ""blah blah, I don't want to change anything, blah blah I'm totally missing the point of what you're saying and giving you an unrelated lecture about tangents just to sound like I'm smart and deep""".

The question that manages to get past that and into his head for a few moments, long enough to register, is "why do you skip to the end".

He blinks a few times, feeling an intense, intense lethargy and exhaustion sweeping through him as the crack in his exoskeleton bricks grows more static-filled and the static brighter, more colors flashing, almost as if a secret code is flickering inside them.

"BECAUSE I'M EXHAUSTED."

Because he doesn't have the slightest idea why he shoots to the end. He really doesn't. It's just… easier. Faster. When there's so much noise in his senses all the time he just wants to get to the point. It's how he's managed all these billions of years.

His eye droops hard, almost half-closed. "SURE," he says and sounds weary, the little chipping off bits hanging near his frame blurring red and blue in ghostly echoes.

"TELL ME SECRETS. SURPRISE ME."

His tone indicates doubt that he will be.

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“au” in which the axolotl used to be super evil for so long that it had no other choice but to be good

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frilliam extra bad ending

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The Axolotl floated within the clouded, starry space, then swam slow - just a little to the left. "But you can die, and you're rather attached to yourself. In a manner of speaking. Does your life seem stupid and meaningless to you?"

The Axolotl blinked, one eye first, then the other. They listened, patient. "You seem quite focused on death. Why is that? You can watch at any point; you can watch it all for the most part - and yet you only highlight a few things that pass your fancy and skip straight for the end."

They allowed themselves to float down; their webbed hands tucked under their head. "Their lives may be short. I think many of them would agree with you on that. There are also many who would disagree with you on their lives having no meaning. They find their meaning in their connections, their passions, their hopes and dreams, the things around them that matter. They know they will die one day, but if they spent every waking minute focusing on that, they would never truly live nor never truly find meaning when there is meaning to be found."

The Axolotl tilted their head. "I will admit that the prospect of their immortality would be interesting. Going on forever. What would happen, then? Their lives could become even more meaningful than they are already."

"But conversely..." The Axolotl swam slow - a little to the right. "Does death not motivate us all? Teach us all? Cautionary tales, inspiring stories, the satisfaction of knowing a life well-lived, the regret of a life wasted, the fear of the unknown - So much possibility. Would you deprive us of all of this? Would you not allow us to experience it for ourselves? Does death not have its place? Does death not have a right to exist? Has death not earned a right to exist?"

The Axolotl paused a moment. "Why don't we take a little break before tackling that question? I can see I'm asking too many questions and giving not enough answers. I could tell you secrets."

OKAY, FRILLS, YOU WIN. I GIVE UP. BUT HERE'S THE THING. THAT JERK ME KICKED ME OUT OF ME SO HE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE ME! SO I HAVE TO BE THE ONE LEARNING AND GROWING AND CHANGING AND STUFF! AND THAT MAKES ME SO SO SO MAD!!! I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS AND I DONT DESERVE TO DIE TO COVER UP HIS FEAR OF DEATH!! HELP ME GET THE OTHER ME BACK FOR PUTTING ME IN THIS STUPID, DOOMED POSITION?! -annoyangle

"There is no win,

No game's been played,

Your fate has been,

Very much delayed.

Do not fret,

It will be all right.

Really, there's no need to fight.

He thinks he's won,

The story he's failed.

But you my friend, a gift's been mailed,

Don't you know you're not alone?

Frightful, wary, tired, and mad,

This is all normal,

It's not so bad.

He might think it's all just show,

But don't we all need to grow?

My hopes for you and him and them,

They have not changed,

It's always been.

I will help you,

In my way,

Thank you for seeing me today."

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Ingvar has never seen a creature like this before. Or, perhaps more accurately, he has never seen such a creature before in such detail, and of such magnitude. The giant's mouth form a curious 'o' as he stares, dumbfounded to silence save his own breaths — not that he is a particularly talkative sort, anywho. (Wait until Hilda hears of this...!)

[thank you for the follow and hello!]

The Axolotl also opens its mouth in a manner that seems reminscient of a smile. A shimmering pansy floats before Ingvar. "Do not worry,

You'll find a place,

You already know,

It's not a race."

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What do you know about W.D Gaster? (I assume him being shattered across time and space would catch your attention.)

Do you think I do not see,

Everything that matters to me,

It all has meaning,

That's a fact,

It all matters,

I won't subtract.

The man who speaks in many hands,

Curious, brilliant,

Had many plans,

Oh, those scientists,

I do adore,

But they do not rest,

They want much more.

Just a breath, a nap, a snack,

To slow and stop and really see,

There is no I in Us and We,

Appreciate the things near and dear,

Before you go searching, seeking everywhere.

Beware dear Gaster's tragic fate,

A lesson learned,

Far too late,

Despair not, my sweet friend,

For this is not the loss and end,

You've heard of him,

Have you not?

He has not exited this fair plot,

Shattered, yes,

A tricky state,

In danger of lacking weight,

I fear for him,

I really do,

But he's not forgotten,

There's still two.

The story is on the run,

Perhaps his fate,

Can yet be undone?

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"Greetings! I must admit you are the first... sentient axolotl I have met. Which begs an important question:" Ford takes a moment to clear his throat, then continues, "Do you enjoy games of the intellect, such as chees? Do they have that in this dimension?"

The Axolotl stared at Ford, peaceful and content. They decided not to correct him about this place being a dimension. Even if his reaction would be interesting, he didn't need to know. And there were more important things for Stanford to focus on.

"I have not played chess, Dr. Pines. I do not have the grip for it."

They paddled with their little (well, little to them - they were quite big) webbed hands for emphasis. "Would chess make you feel comfortable? I'm of the understanding it can be played solo."

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So, you're not afraid? Not afraid something will eat you or something like that?

I never said I have no fear,

Would that surprise you?

It's normal, near, and dear,

I'm not worried of those above,

I'm more concerned with that which I love,

Yes, you see I have a fear,

When something,

Is nothing,

Isn't, wasn't, and won't,

Didn't and don't.

But I do not let those become my traps,

Because I remember to do my laps,

It will be okay,

That's what I'll say,

And so I swim in my rings,

And do my little Axolotl things.

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"What makes you think you're not supposed to care? Just because it is small doesn't mean it has no meaning, Bill. You're very big for something your size, and you believe you have meaning. And yet, your feelings are just as big as you are, and you believe they have no meaning."

The Axolotl simply floats there - its black, beady eyes looking on with interest and compassion at the small, orange-ish triangle. "I understand pain. But perhaps you're right in my not understanding your pain, in particular. I would like you to help me understand. From what I do understand, you're expressing frustration at caring about small things and having feelings. Why do you think that's stupid and meaningless? If it's so stupid and meaningless, why does it cause you pain?"

OKAY, FRILLS, YOU WIN. I GIVE UP. BUT HERE'S THE THING. THAT JERK ME KICKED ME OUT OF ME SO HE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE ME! SO I HAVE TO BE THE ONE LEARNING AND GROWING AND CHANGING AND STUFF! AND THAT MAKES ME SO SO SO MAD!!! I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS AND I DONT DESERVE TO DIE TO COVER UP HIS FEAR OF DEATH!! HELP ME GET THE OTHER ME BACK FOR PUTTING ME IN THIS STUPID, DOOMED POSITION?! -annoyangle

"There is no win,

No game's been played,

Your fate has been,

Very much delayed.

Do not fret,

It will be all right.

Really, there's no need to fight.

He thinks he's won,

The story he's failed.

But you my friend, a gift's been mailed,

Don't you know you're not alone?

Frightful, wary, tired, and mad,

This is all normal,

It's not so bad.

He might think it's all just show,

But don't we all need to grow?

My hopes for you and him and them,

They have not changed,

It's always been.

I will help you,

In my way,

Thank you for seeing me today."

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Is there anything more powerful than you?

Power's no concern of mine,

Power works its own self out just fine,

What I care for is what matters,

And that is something, everything,

Big and small,

But if you're curious,

I'll give you a hint,

A secret told,

A secret lent,

The multiverse so dark and vast,

Like an ocean,

Like a horror aghast,

And I am outside it,

Looking in,

I think it's neat,

I think it's thin,

Where am I?

Perhaps a lake?

I'm not alone,

It is not fake,

And bigger still,

The things above,

What are they?

I know not of,

How far it goes,

Who here knows?

But I'm not worried,

About all that,

It seems fine,

It seems quite fat,

I'm content in my place,

I know what I know,

It's not a race.

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Are you really going to leave Bill alone?

That one, yes,

I won't disturb,

I do not push nor do I pull,

I do not bark or bite or rule,

I watch and listen and move quite slow,

But if he calls,

He will be heard,

I will not let him go unstirred.