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good responses to getting stabbed with a sword

rude

that’s fair

not again

are you gonna want this back or can i keep it

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(( Time to sleep. ))

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This was one of my favourite moments in the whole series…powerful stuff. 

Anyway i wanted to do some fanart so here’s a bad animation

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Inktober Day 19!

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Send 🔪 to come at my muse with a knife.

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Scorps looks at you with curiosity and says "HOI! Are you Dipper?" The Girls floats in mid air waiting for the replie

Surprisingly, that was something Bipper heard often. You wouldn’t believe it, right? Looking at this demon dressed in Pinetree’s skin puppet. It was a running joke, but a joke that never got old.

“Hah!” The demon gave a short laugh, started to spin their cane, and looked at Scorps. “Sure!”

Scorps Cipher, their name was, and for a brief moment Bipper could be seen squinting a tad. “And you would be?”

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The Nāga is completely unfazed by the slap, and continues to keep her grip on him. “We would have just kept running in metiphorical circles if I kept taking. Besides, it’s becoming night time and we need to get inside. Also, you refuse to come with me, so I’m making you.” Nathalia keeps him in her arms, letting out a sigh. They make it to a cave which had been hidden by various vines and camouflage. Pushing it aside, Nathalia sets him down on the bed of moss that was in there, before starting a fire. There was a clay pot next to the bed.

“There’s medical supplies in that pot. Clean up that wound and tell me what you are.” Nathalia commands, putting a pot over the fire to warm some water.

One of the downsides of a fleshy human suit.

Especially this one. It’s a lot shorter, for one thing. And the fingers can’t act as guns firing beams at the last second. Oh well. It did have its perks, at least.

Having now been set down on the moss bed the dream demon gave a short laugh. Clean the wound? I don’t think so! “Hah! If you think I’m gonna clean up Pinetree’s suffer puppet then you’ve got another thing coming!”

‘Suffer puppet’. That was.. a new one. They seemed pleased with the decision of calling it that, though. It is essentially what it is, after all.

The Nāga‘s attitude toward them was a.. new one. Didn’t happen- ever. And for good reason. It made them want to leave this flesh suit just to preform a nice display of molecular combustion on the Nāga.

“And hey,” they started after a moment, casually picking at one of the many cuts decorating their arm, “Giving away the punchline like that takes all the fun out of it, don’t ya think?”

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Send me 👤+ a character name for my muse’s opinion on that character

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// Just a test! Reblog it if my muse can jump in your askbox without annoying the mun!

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Send 🖍 + a message to write it on my muse while they are sleeping

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(( Welcome back to another season of; icons I will probably never use. Starring: ))

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fizzielilian:

Nathalia lets out a sigh, clearly getting suspicious as she inspects him closely. “Flesh..suit? What are you..?” She asks, picking him up and walking home. “Whatever you are, you’re bleeding out and I don’t want your carcas attracting animals.” She says

Well- being picked up and carried somewhere certainly wasn’t on Bipper’s to-do list, but here we are anyway.

Their reaction to being picked up was immediate- the wide grin slipping, being replaced by a frown as they tried to remove themselves from Nathalia’s arms. That was, obviously, going to be quite the difficult task, so they just changed tactics and went to straight up slap them. Maybe they could use the surprise from that to jump down.

Hopefully Pinetree’s legs don’t break from the fall.

“If you really wanted to know that much, ya could’ve just asked, you know!”

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fizzielilian:

The Nāga lets out an annoyed sigh. “Good luck, then. Jaguars and other big cats are nutoreous for attacking humans and killing them with ease. And how will you be able to fight if you are out cold from blood loss? Not to meantion, you are a very small human. Everything out here is bigger than you. You will not survive out here. So take my advice, and come with me.” She did make a good point.

That was true, she did make a very good point.

However, one thing she wasn’t counting on was that Bipper wasn’t human, and that was usually something animals could at least sense somewhat. They scared off Waddles entirely at one point, and never saw the pig since then.

Oh well, that was probably for the better for Waddles to stay clear of the dream demon anyway.

“Ooh, a Jaguar? I’ve never seen them up close in this fleshy suit before, haha!” After saying that, Bipper blinked- one eye after the other. Very smooth in the ‘I’m a human’ department, truly. It was also becoming increasingly clear that this ‘child’ liked to laugh... a lot.

“What’s with all that ‘trying to help’ stuff, anyway? Nāga’s hate humans.” Not that they were saying they were a human, but..

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Nathalia looks down at him, bending down so that she was just a bit taller than them. She takes their arm, inspecting the wound and then looked at Bipper. Her eyes were the same as Bipper’s; golden in color and the pupils slitted. “You’re injured, and it seems deep. Come with me. If you don’t take care of it, you’ll pass out here. And if that happens, some animal will find you and eat you alive.” Nathalia says, her words calm. Although she despised humans, this one was a child, and she couldn’t bare the thought of leaving them out here.

The eyes were interesting. But made sense for a Nāga, so they didn’t focus on them too much.

Nathalia’s.. attitude towards them was unexpected, though. Even without focusing on what Bipper had said, seeing a human wander into your territory, covered in scratches and even fork marks- their first, initial thought wasn’t going to be concern. But, well, that’s why they’re the dream demon here, and not the flesh and blood creature with feelings.

Taking their arm back from her grip, they casually glanced over the seemingly endless amount of scratches and cuts. The ‘child’ did not seem concerned in the slightest, and even smiled to themselves.

“What if I want them to come? Fighting an animal from this place would be fun, haha!”

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A new friend?

Sitting in the trees and listening to the rainforest was something Nathalia loved to do. She was currently doing that same thing when she hears someone crunching through the forest floor. It wasn’t the usual sounds of an animal walking in the underbrush; it was the sound of a clumbsy human who was walking in her territory. She lets out a low hiss before pulling herself out of the tree she was sitting in and goes to find the source.

She soon finds Bipper, wandering through the forest. He was just a child! A human child! What was a small human like that doing out here? Was he lost? He was clearly hurt, cuts all over his body and a large gash on his arm. The scent of his blood was very strong; and if she could smell it, then a jaguar could smell it too. The Nāga drops from the trees in front of Bipper; towering over the human at an incredible height.

“What are you doing so far from home, human?” She asks

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Where was Bipper going? They didn’t exactly know but, hey, it wasn’t like they cared to know. Wandering, letting their feet take the wheel, a wide grin on their face and cuts covering their exposed skin, they were happy to end up wherever.

And they did end up in a rather interesting place. Well, the forest itself was nothing spectacular, but the Nāga in front of them certainly was.

The dream demon had to look up to be able to lock eyes with the creature, due to how tall she was, but that didn’t seem to even slightly scare the short ‘child’, whose height was even more emphasized beside Nathalia. Grinning widely, Bipper pushed some hair out of their face as they prepared to speak. 

Nathalia seemed to believe they were human- no surprise there, though. Being a Nāga, you’re probably not going to see the very specifics in what separates a fleshy person from being a human.

“Haha, would ya believe I’m just taking one of those normal human walks?”

With the sudden movement of their arm, a fork that had somehow remained plunged into their arm fell, landing in the grass.

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(( I guess I’ll be sliding off now to sleep soon. ))

(( It’s nice to be back, though; expect to see me again tomorrow! :0 ))