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*The group all seem to collectively pause. A moment of silence almost seems to flicker over the four.*

*Pebble glanced at the ice formed on his tail, and cracks of magma hidden on parts of his body. Subspace slowly looked at his rotted arm, looking over the plants and ice growing over it, mildly feeling at his... now missing horn, replaced by a ghostly light. Night awkwardly chuckled as their tail- a far too familiar crimson red, flicked behind them as they scratched the back of their head, drumming their fingers across the ice formed on parts of their face. And pAInter, too, awkwardly laughs. Glancing up at the flower growing on him.*

"[... So we are all a mess because of the swords?]"

"Oh, ABSOLUTELY."

-> ...

-> An unfamiliar figure walks past, carrying herself with pained body language.

- @a-flower-trimmed-by-swords

*Pebble, who was quite frankly, watching the area- perhaps out of caution with an old habit- stared at the figure before barking.*

"ARF! BARK! GRRRRUFF!"

*... which quite quickly led to someone- well... two- no, three people... if you count pAInter, kinda just going over. Night looked around for a moment.*

"Pebble?! Are you- ..."

*and Night froze. Subspace blinked, trying to keep distance. Night seemed to start digging around in a bag as they walked to the figure.*

"Uh, e- excuse me! You look hurt- are you alright...?"

*pAInter shortly piped up, currently being held by Subspace.*

"[I mean... She looks like she's in some pain. I... think.]"

"No shit."

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"It- its nice to meetcha!"

"... you appear to be displaying signs of rigor mortis. ... hmm."

*Night awkwardly waves at Nellie slightly as they sit themselves down. Pebble has opted to curl up next to the group. And pAInter simply seems to watch while held by Night. Subspace appears to be making mental notes of symptoms Nellie displays.*

-> ...

-> An unfamiliar figure walks past, carrying herself with pained body language.

- @a-flower-trimmed-by-swords

*Pebble, who was quite frankly, watching the area- perhaps out of caution with an old habit- stared at the figure before barking.*

"ARF! BARK! GRRRRUFF!"

*... which quite quickly led to someone- well... two- no, three people... if you count pAInter, kinda just going over. Night looked around for a moment.*

"Pebble?! Are you- ..."

*and Night froze. Subspace blinked, trying to keep distance. Night seemed to start digging around in a bag as they walked to the figure.*

"Uh, e- excuse me! You look hurt- are you alright...?"

*pAInter shortly piped up, currently being held by Subspace.*

"[I mean... She looks like she's in some pain. I... think.]"

"No shit."

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*Subspace sighed as he seemed to glance around, like hes looking for a spot to put Nellie onto. Night... awkwardly shrugged at this.*

"... Uh- DO you need to lay down- oh, wait... We didn't introduce ourselves. I am SO sorry- I'm Night- or Dawn if I need an alias, the computer I'm holding is pAInter, the... pet rock thing, is Pebble- and Subspace is the one who's carrying you right now-"

*Night awkwardly did a mild bow of sorts as Subspace looked like he was five seconds from falling over, opting to just sit on the ground, placing Nellie down as well.*

"... Eugh, been too long since I've held someone to move them around- ssstupid rot making it difficult..."

*Pebble simply sniffed at Nellie, nudging her with his face. Painter just seems to be watching.*

"[.... Didn't you say earlier you were contemplating, y'know... amputating that rotting arm? I think that thing will kill you if you don't get rid of it at some point, anyways. But uh... hi, new person! As mentioned, I'm pAInter. Don't listen to Urbanshade if they say I am Z-779. Hate their asses.]"

"... mrr... bwoof?"

-> ...

-> An unfamiliar figure walks past, carrying herself with pained body language.

- @a-flower-trimmed-by-swords

*Pebble, who was quite frankly, watching the area- perhaps out of caution with an old habit- stared at the figure before barking.*

"ARF! BARK! GRRRRUFF!"

*... which quite quickly led to someone- well... two- no, three people... if you count pAInter, kinda just going over. Night looked around for a moment.*

"Pebble?! Are you- ..."

*and Night froze. Subspace blinked, trying to keep distance. Night seemed to start digging around in a bag as they walked to the figure.*

"Uh, e- excuse me! You look hurt- are you alright...?"

*pAInter shortly piped up, currently being held by Subspace.*

"[I mean... She looks like she's in some pain. I... think.]"

"No shit."

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*Subspace merely exhaled, opting to gently pick up Nellie, awkwardly balancing himself using his wings. He seemed to slightly wince at the rotted wing, but it doesnt seem to be too big of a deal for him right now.*

"Hey- dont overwork yourself there. ... BOTH of you, I... think."

*Pebble, in the meantime, is trying to at least make sure both Nellie and Subspace are doing okay- effectively acting as support for Subspace.*

-> ...

-> An unfamiliar figure walks past, carrying herself with pained body language.

- @a-flower-trimmed-by-swords

*Pebble, who was quite frankly, watching the area- perhaps out of caution with an old habit- stared at the figure before barking.*

"ARF! BARK! GRRRRUFF!"

*... which quite quickly led to someone- well... two- no, three people... if you count pAInter, kinda just going over. Night looked around for a moment.*

"Pebble?! Are you- ..."

*and Night froze. Subspace blinked, trying to keep distance. Night seemed to start digging around in a bag as they walked to the figure.*

"Uh, e- excuse me! You look hurt- are you alright...?"

*pAInter shortly piped up, currently being held by Subspace.*

"[I mean... She looks like she's in some pain. I... think.]"

"No shit."

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*Night glanced at Subspace, of whom sighed very deeply. Subspace passed pAInter to Night, who holds him as Subspace properly approaches.*

"... No, I think someone needs to worry for you. ... I... am not used to people worrying for me, either. But I could presume with the... effects, on you, that you're dealing with a similar issue as my... acquaintance and I have been- collecting the SFoTH swords."

*Subspace... very awkwardly pats her on the head.*

-> ...

-> An unfamiliar figure walks past, carrying herself with pained body language.

- @a-flower-trimmed-by-swords

*Pebble, who was quite frankly, watching the area- perhaps out of caution with an old habit- stared at the figure before barking.*

"ARF! BARK! GRRRRUFF!"

*... which quite quickly led to someone- well... two- no, three people... if you count pAInter, kinda just going over. Night looked around for a moment.*

"Pebble?! Are you- ..."

*and Night froze. Subspace blinked, trying to keep distance. Night seemed to start digging around in a bag as they walked to the figure.*

"Uh, e- excuse me! You look hurt- are you alright...?"

*pAInter shortly piped up, currently being held by Subspace.*

"[I mean... She looks like she's in some pain. I... think.]"

"No shit."

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*Night and Subspace slowly looked at one another, while Pebble sniffed at Nellie.*

"Her face looks like what's happened to yours."

"I mean, don't the arms match up with what's happening with your rotted one?"

"[I think the chains are associated with the Ghostwalker...?]"

*with pAInter piping in, Night nodded before sighing.*

"... So you're in a similar situation to us? ... Yeesh, i thought my side effects were bad... and thought Subspace here's side effects were worse than mine."

"Clearly, you are not fine. You're walking like you're in pain."

*The two (and pAInter) awkwardly stared at Nellie. There's a look of clear concern from Night, and its difficult to tell what Subspace is thinking...*

-> ...

-> An unfamiliar figure walks past, carrying herself with pained body language.

- @a-flower-trimmed-by-swords

*Pebble, who was quite frankly, watching the area- perhaps out of caution with an old habit- stared at the figure before barking.*

"ARF! BARK! GRRRRUFF!"

*... which quite quickly led to someone- well... two- no, three people... if you count pAInter, kinda just going over. Night looked around for a moment.*

"Pebble?! Are you- ..."

*and Night froze. Subspace blinked, trying to keep distance. Night seemed to start digging around in a bag as they walked to the figure.*

"Uh, e- excuse me! You look hurt- are you alright...?"

*pAInter shortly piped up, currently being held by Subspace.*

"[I mean... She looks like she's in some pain. I... think.]"

"No shit."

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-> ...

-> An unfamiliar figure walks past, carrying herself with pained body language.

- @a-flower-trimmed-by-swords

*Pebble, who was quite frankly, watching the area- perhaps out of caution with an old habit- stared at the figure before barking.*

"ARF! BARK! GRRRRUFF!"

*... which quite quickly led to someone- well... two- no, three people... if you count pAInter, kinda just going over. Night looked around for a moment.*

"Pebble?! Are you- ..."

*and Night froze. Subspace blinked, trying to keep distance. Night seemed to start digging around in a bag as they walked to the figure.*

"Uh, e- excuse me! You look hurt- are you alright...?"

*pAInter shortly piped up, currently being held by Subspace.*

"[I mean... She looks like she's in some pain. I... think.]"

"No shit."

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Opinions on Shedletsky?

"... I'd like to trust him, I- i really would! ... but with how he keeps leaving out vital information-"

*Subspace is quick to butt in on this, his tail thrashing about ANGRILY. Even his wings are flared up, the feathers on his intact wing puffing up in frustration. The rotted wing seems to try to make the same movements, despite him wincing in some pain.*

"IF HE NEGLECTS TO SAY SOMETHING IMPORTANT LIKE A DANGER RELATING TO THE SWORDS, I'LL TRY TO TEST JUST HOW MUCH POISON AN ADMIN CAN TAKE! YOU DONT JUST 'FORGET' TO MENTION THE GHOSTWALKER KILLING SOMEONE ON CONTACT IF THEIR SOUL ISNT PURE, OR SAYING BRING A FRIEND WHEN A BLOOD SACRIFICE WAS NEEDED FOR THE FIREBRAND!"

*there's a DEEP sigh from Subspace, his gas mask crackling as Night stares.*

"... Yeah, that. ... Just without the threat part."

"[Yeesh.]"

"....whineee..."

"[... Yeah. I don't think all is right with Shedletsky. Something feels damn well off.]"

".... I won't trust 'Ser Chicken Deity' over yonder until he gives a good reason to be trusted. And if he's supposedly a master swordfighter, then how did two literal children beat the snot out of him?!"

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For pebble:

WHOSA GOOD BOYYYYY!! YOU ARE, YOU ARE!!!!

Have a treat!

*Rock/dog treat obtained!*

*Pebble proceeds to spin in circles in their excitement, placing the metal pipe down, before finally catching the treat. His tail is wagging VERY fast.*

"Arf!!! Bark!!!"

"[He says thank you.]"

*... At least it seems pAInter knows how to understand Pebble... somehow.*

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*meanwhile, entirely elsewhere...*

"... Why have i just gotten a sudden feeling of dread?"

"... Damn."

Insanespace.

What would you do if another version of you could use

The Sword Fights On The Heights Swords?

What would you think?

What would you do...?

(he pauses a bit.. he seems to take a bit of intrest in that! THIS IS NOT GOOD FOR ANYONE.) Really now?..... i will keep that in mind when i get back on track~...

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hello! Haven't seen you guys around here before, how'd you all meet each other?

*Night clasped their hands together.*

"Oh! Well- pAInter, Pebble, and I kinda met, uh.. right at the beginning of my adventure. Pebble used to be a LOT smaller than he is now, but look at 'em go! ... and like- I woke up after that incident at the Convention in Terry's bed and got shouted at, y'know- and pAInter and Pebble were just as confused as i was to where... any of us were. Uh, from what information we could achieve from Pebble- 2010 is the future for the little guy! ... well, not so little now."

*Night awkwardly chuckled as they scratched their head.*

"And Subspace, uh... So like- we had just beat Finn McCool, tough fight. And then we heard a scream, and if i didnt sidestep, i probably would have been fallen on. ... Yeah, Subspace kinda- dropped outta nowhere. We were all very confused as to why both of us had some of the SFoTH swords, but we thought itd be good to have a little alliance? ... friendship? I dunno- but uh... yeah!"

*They grinned slightly.*

"It seemed like Subspace came from a uh.. I guess timeline where he was in the role I'm in? There's some differences from what we compared... like Subspace getting whatever scraps of metal he could and uh... making a new body for Cruel King or something along the lines of that! ... Pretty damn awesome, might I say! He refers to it as a Biograft in terms of what it is, but its confusing to me."

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*random loud metal pipe sfx.mp4*

(those who know will know)

*Pebble promptly damn near leaps into the air with a startled bark. Terrifying when you know that he is one LARGE dog. But regardless, he soon sniffs at the metal pipe and takes it, his tail wagging.*

*... metal pipe obtained...????*

"Bwoof!"

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welcome to hell lol

"[... Uh...]"

"[... Well.]"

"[... OHHHH- you mean not literally! Ohh. ... Yeah. Yeah it feels like it at times.]"

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Salutations, fellow version of myself! I do hope you have assumed the multiverse exists judging by the... everything but I digress- Do tell me, have you made any interesting discoveries from your travels?

and for the rest, I give each of you silly hats :)

~ Another Subspace T. Mine

"I HAVE, very much so! Admittedly, as i have been stuck within this... 'Robloxia' place, and tasked to collect the SFoTH swords- as odd and weird it sounds, i have made quite a few discoveries! ... including several realisations about myself and my faction. ... While suffering side effects from the collected swords and running a few experiments on such...."

"Ooh, thanks for the hat- also, didnt you like... get lectured that no, the stuff you dealt with growing up isn't normal or healthy?"

"... Yes. It was a mess."

*pAInter and Pebble meanwhile have now also, alongside Night, obtained: Silly Hats. A top hat for pAInter, an- egg themed plush hat? For Pebble, and a jester hat for Night.*

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Mitochondria’s the powerhouse of the cell

"I mean, of COURSE it would be- why wouldn't it?! It's practically basic facts!"

"... Subspace- they're- they are referencing a meme."

"... Technically educational in a sense!"

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*[a crackle of static... Before a voice.]*

"[HEY! You... actually connected me to something.]"

*The first voice seems surprised. Robotic, even. But impressed, nonetheless.*

*a second voice- or rather... a noise, is audible.*

"Bwoof?"

*a bark. Nothing much to add, before someone else spoke up. A third voice, quiet but curious.*

"Oh shit, for real? ... Damn, you- really ARE good with tech as you say you are."

*and finally, a scoffing noise, before a small, slight laugh as a camera- a webcam, perhaps? Flickers on. Three figures stand- before it seems to switch from being in the perspective of the first voice, to something separated, so they, too, can be visible.*

*a computer. A robloxian. A toon... and what seems the oddest- an Inphernal. Perhaps not originating from the same "point" as the first three...*

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G'day folks! It's me, NFWC (or Night if you will) with another blog!

This Blog contains an au version of Pebble and pAInter, alongside an au version of Subspace. I'll try to make sure the ways of talking for each are all different/signs on whos talking.

BT Night, as i'll call them, is mainly based off my normal roblox avatar. It's also the cause of BT pAInter and BT Pebble existing as i thought itd be damn funny.

Subspace in Blocktales, or Blockspace for short, is part of his own little au. For the purposes of this askblog, through a series of shenanigans ive not decided as of writing this, hes gotten to meet the little squad.

Character reference images:

Note: Blockspace has wings.

Shown with my normal version of him here, but the wings are not necessary:

And now for tags, buckle up because this one will be. A doozy i think

Lost Evenings - Night speaks

No longer slop - pAInter speaks

Loyal Little Rock - Pebble barks

Lost potential regathered - Subspace speaks

Does the oil that is dripping mean this is a cry? - Lore post

Something else speaks - mod speaks

A question? - asks

Strangers of grey - anons

Who are you giving something to? - submissions

♦️ MY CREATIONS!! - Biografts

♦️ Could I have ended up like this? - Insanespace AU

We made art. Wanna see? - art post

🎨 I won't go back- if Sebastian is safe. - Urbanshade

🪨 bwoof? Arf?! - Gardenview mention

Something's happening. - roleplay/interactions