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It was fun while it lasted!!!! thanks for being here! :D

DISCONTINUING THE BLOG

uum hi guys.. finally saying this i think im going to discontinue this blog? perchance.. i havent reallly got the energy for it anymore or like want to keep posting stuff related to frozen soul.. nothing wrong with the game !!!!! its more of a me thing i wanna like take my little ocs away from just being some simple stereotypical mafia things in frozen soul 👀 theyre mine now.. forever... basically um blog is getting discontinued and i am taking my ocs and running !!!!! !!!!! !! !!!!! !!i might be making more things about them SEPARATED from the game that inspired them and on a different account.. soo if u see me👀 no u dont... ive been planning on separating them for a while too like maybe a month or two neow

but i really enjoyed having this blog!!! it was fun 😋 very fun i liked answering the questions u guys asked but i just lost energy for it...

anyways saying it here DIVISION 6 IS DEAD !!!!! IN THIS UNIVERSE AT THE VERY LEAST !!!!!!!!!!! FOREVER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! all exploded. spontanous combustion.

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Nothing we're not used to.

She reaches into a small nook behind her, fishing out a sealed plastic bottle of water, and gestures to a couch with her free hand.

Make yourself comfortable. Do you need anything? Any medical attention?

Eventually 1x came shuffling over to the door, knocking on it lightly before moving away some, having to bend down a bit to even reach it now

-@warm-eggs

Hm?

The door opens.

...1x?

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Don't apologize. You're quite alright.

The figure looks them up and down, before moving aside.

Come in.

Eventually 1x came shuffling over to the door, knocking on it lightly before moving away some, having to bend down a bit to even reach it now

-@warm-eggs

Hm?

The door opens.

...1x?

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Eventually 1x came shuffling over to the door, knocking on it lightly before moving away some, having to bend down a bit to even reach it now

-@warm-eggs

Hm?

The door opens.

...1x?

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Ah-

She stiffens, her worried hand lowering.

He had used my pin in order to try to injure it. I answered, but I was unprepared. Weak.

Like she always was...

We're worried about them.

Another bout of silence, as the figure breathes. In, out, in out.

You're injured- I will go out to find him. Are you alright with staying here? I will see to it that I bring him back.

Pat… pat… crunch…

“..Hello..?”

- @buniithebunny

Respawning is always a hassle. There's a quiet metallic snap sound as she twists her head back into a more comfortable position, hair cascading around her shoulders and down her back.

A pause.

Hm?

She turns around, her only visible eye looking right at the the kid.

It's you. Hello.

Her tone is softer.

Are you alright?

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Hm.

She hesitates after producing a sealed bottle of water out of nowhere, handing it to Bun_ii.

I have. But I died before I could see anything of his condition.

She had frozen up, unable to move her body, unable to do anything other than to try to stall, stall, stall like she'd always been doing, like she was made t

Hopefully he was able to get away. He was with.. it.

She looks down at the kid.

We're sorry.

Pat… pat… crunch…

“..Hello..?”

- @buniithebunny

Respawning is always a hassle. There's a quiet metallic snap sound as she twists her head back into a more comfortable position, hair cascading around her shoulders and down her back.

A pause.

Hm?

She turns around, her only visible eye looking right at the the kid.

It's you. Hello.

Her tone is softer.

Are you alright?

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“⍙⏃⌇ ⏁⍜⌰⎅ ⏁⍜ ⟊⎍⋔⌿ ⊬⍜⎍-“

-@gambling-in-space

[translation; was told to jump you-]

W. What. Why?

She holds the alien up by the scruff.

...It can't have been a short travel over here. Do you want some water?

She's going soft.

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...

She nods, settling down next to Bun_ii and producing a chocolate bar out of nowhere, handing it to her.

I have water if you need it.

Then, some silence.

This place... is safe for you. At least, as safe as I can make it. The doors here are open to you.

Pat… pat… crunch…

“..Hello..?”

- @buniithebunny

Respawning is always a hassle. There's a quiet metallic snap sound as she twists her head back into a more comfortable position, hair cascading around her shoulders and down her back.

A pause.

Hm?

She turns around, her only visible eye looking right at the the kid.

It's you. Hello.

Her tone is softer.

Are you alright?

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Yes, I-

She pauses at the sight of the kid, fist clenching and then unclenching.

Here. Come. Sit.

There's a brief pause as the figure produces a cushion out of seemingly nowhere, placing it on the ground near the rabbit.

Would you like anything to eat? It can't have been a short walk over here.

Pat… pat… crunch…

“..Hello..?”

- @buniithebunny

Respawning is always a hassle. There's a quiet metallic snap sound as she twists her head back into a more comfortable position, hair cascading around her shoulders and down her back.

A pause.

Hm?

She turns around, her only visible eye looking right at the the kid.

It's you. Hello.

Her tone is softer.

Are you alright?

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Pat… pat… crunch…

“..Hello..?”

- @buniithebunny

Respawning is always a hassle. There's a quiet metallic snap sound as she twists her head back into a more comfortable position, hair cascading around her shoulders and down her back.

A pause.

Hm?

She turns around, her only visible eye looking right at the the kid.

It's you. Hello.

Her tone is softer.

Are you alright?

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For a second, bloody remains sit on the ground, red soaking into the bare dirt. The now headless body collapses from the Spectre's grip, a faint creak of metal as it ragdolls.

It flickers. The remains flicker.

Blood darkens. The ground's red-stained patches suddenly lose all their color, monochrome black rivers of metallic liquid replacing them, drifting out, creating pathways in the dirt.

She's nothing more than a metallic puppet, wires sparking from her headless neck.

Shards of metal replace bits of brain matter.

1x came over, flopping down with a small chirp

-@warm-eggs

Ohhh, what a cutie!

《It began to pet down his wings, clearly glad to see its 'pet'.》

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Again and again. Kill me again, and again, and again. I couldn't care less.

She seems to hang limply where she was grabbed, staring at the Spectre with that one eye of hers. No emotion behind that blank gaze.

I provide adequate entertainment for you, anyways. What's one more death? You should know. If you've been paying attention, that is.

1x came over, flopping down with a small chirp

-@warm-eggs

Ohhh, what a cutie!

《It began to pet down his wings, clearly glad to see its 'pet'.》

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There's a beat of silence, and then the slight flash of an eye in the distance.

Then, without warning, a dagger plunges itself into the Spectre's open back.

it probably didn't even do any damage.

1x came over, flopping down with a small chirp

-@warm-eggs

Ohhh, what a cutie!

《It began to pet down his wings, clearly glad to see its 'pet'.》

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”can I sick the mafia 0n myself? I’m being t00 silly…”

-@warm-eggs

...1x. You... technically can, but... why?

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do we need a *reason* to sic the mafia on people.

...

Yes. Yes, you do.

[[hey psst go on my main I gotchu homie]]

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Yes.

”may 1 r3qu3st that y0u mak3 sur3 my k1d w1ll b3 f1n3..? 1..1 d0n’t trust 1t,”

-@warm-eggs

...

The silence stretches. A gloved hand is clenched around the fabric of her dress with a white knuckle grip. The hand shakes.

Yes. I will watch over her as best as I can.

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There's no response. She can't... respond. Instead, she settles herself next to him, reaching one hand up to pull under the glove of her other.

There's a faint click. The hand pulls back out.

There's two rose pins pinched between two fingers. They glint in the light of the false stars as the gloved hand holds them out to 1x.

This is my personal contact. Give one to her. Tell her to cup it in one hand if she ever finds herself in trouble.

A pause.

The other is for you.

”may 1 r3qu3st that y0u mak3 sur3 my k1d w1ll b3 f1n3..? 1..1 d0n’t trust 1t,”

-@warm-eggs

...

The silence stretches. A gloved hand is clenched around the fabric of her dress with a white knuckle grip. The hand shakes.

Yes. I will watch over her as best as I can.