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How about hitting that reblog button if you’re willing to interact with a new Sans blog? Thanks!

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How about hitting that reblog button if you’re willing to interact with a new Sans blog? Thanks!

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Ooc: OKAY SO!!! While I don’t think I’m going to throw away Tater, I do have a new blog in mind. I just don’t have a URL or anything much planned out. Once I get things planned out and the blog set, I will post a promo on here.

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You could always start a new and find a few non-hurtful friends along the way. People do that all the time, and some are actually fairly happy about that. Roleplaying, blog keeping, it should never be a stress on your life. Blogs, roleplaying, and in general the internet is a place to escape from the bad and enjoy the good. At least, that's what I firmly believe. Whatever you decide to do, I hope it leads to your happiness.

Ooc: Unfortunately, everything I touch falls apart. For now I might keep Tater around just to cope with all this, then try to gradually replace him.One thin’s for sure though: he’s been making me really depressed lately.

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Sometimes I get questions about if it’s okay if someone can draw my muse/write about my muse and: 

YES you can draw my muse.  YES you can write things about my muse or with my muse in them.

That’s totally fine! In fact, I’d LOVE it! Please share them with me. :) 

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Someone has still refused to leave his bedroom. 

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* can i dust yet please.

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Ooc: Anyways I’m absolutely wiped after crying for two hours so I think I’m gonna... go for now. 

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Ooc: The fact that Tater didn’t use his nickname kills me a little inside.

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"Yeah..." he's silent for a few moments. "But, uh... You don't have to be totally lonely... I'm sure you've got friends. I know... I know thats not what you want, but whenever you're feeling up to leaving the room, they'll be there... The ones that really care, I mean. And I'll bet there are some of those. I bet they'd all be really happy to see you. M-mine were."

* guess we’ll see.

He sighs heavily, rubbing at his eye sockets. 

* by the way, my name is sans. you can call me that.

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🌟I would miss you. And so would all of your friends. -He looked at him, blinking. Was he saying that... He wasn't friends with anyone now as well? What a horrible thing to think about.

* what, all 3 of them?

He laughs a bitter laugh. He doesn’t mean that, he’s just blinded by heartbreak and pain.

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* why does everyone keep coming to me.

* i really don’t deserve it.

* please let me rot in peace.

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"Yeah... It really sucks." his hand rests on his shoulder, "It's not fair..."

He sighs, chugging the hot cocoa before setting the mug down. 

* guess i’ll be lonely forever. whatever.

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His hand rubbed circular motions on the other's back. He frowned lightly, trying to soothe him. 🌟I don't want to leave you alone with those dark thoughts.

* what’s it even matter? it’s not like i’d be missed if i did anything, anyways...

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(=> ASTER: BEGIN CLIPPING THROUGH THE FLOOR WITH A PLATE OF COOKIES.) || You thought a wall of bones could stop some idiot with faulty collision detection?! That might be the case if he walks towards the door a bit more. He's got cookies, though.

Damn it, what’s with all these people suddenly appearing?! There’s a groan and Tater wraps himself up tighter. 

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🌟... Time for an intervention. Not allowed. -He's not even going to ask, he'll just teleport to the other and hug him. And not let go.

He flinches at the hug, even squirming. 

* s-stop that! d-don’t touch me--!

He can’t help as the tears flow forth again and he starts crying once more. His fight weakens and he slumps in defeat.

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"Yeah. It's the worst," he agrees, tentatively patting the skeleton's shoulder.

* i thought i couldn’t live without him. and now we’re not a thing anymore. he probably hates me too, i bet. he’ll find someone else and i’ll be lonely forever.