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Fugo found himself frowning deeper and deeper as this child continued to talk. The more that they revealed, the more the questioned burned in the back of Fugo's throat. Just who was this child?? Were they part of the group that they had saved before? Fugo didn't recall seeing them, but there had been a lot going on and a small child like that would have been easy to miss. Especially since Fugo himself had kept himself away from the people they had saved. "...My friends stayed behind in the last town, so they weren't caught in this storm like I was. As for the rest of it? That's not something that you need to worry about, understand. All you need to be concerned about it getting home safely once these sands die down."

Huh. Seemed he hadn't been expecting anyone to know about that. Or at least, didn't expect anyone like them to ask. Because of the horror of it maybe? Watching people be dissolved into nothing was sure to be traumatic for humans, being dissolved into nothing was traumatic for the Worms who'd been caught up in whatever he did.

"I know lots of things. Why are you out here on your own? You've got the other two and you seem to travel as a unit. Unless they got caught in the sandstorm but I figure you'd be more upset about their fate if they had." They eye him right back as he stares at them, leaning forward to prop their elbow on their knee and their chin in their hand.

"Hmm. You're not immune to your own ability? Odd. Worms are immune to their own venom." At least that answered one question they had and one concern at being trapped in a very small space with him.

"So what is it? You're not an experiment that I know of. You'd have far more people after you if you were."

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Physical Detail Ask Meme:

Σ(ﾟДﾟ；): Have they ever sprained or broken their leg before? How about their arm? What was the story behind it?

╰(*´︶`*)╯: Do they appreciate hugs? Would they prefer to give hugs or receive hugs? What kind of hugs do they like to receive and/or give?

ಠಿ_ಠ: Do they look up or down when they are trying to recollect something?

ヽ( ´O｀): What is their body language like when sleepy? 

(Дﾟ≡ﾟДﾟ): When they are surprised by somebody do they physically jump? Scream? 

(⸝⸝⸝ ̑ ̑⸝⸝⸝):  Does their face get red after they drink?

(„ᵕᴗᵕ„): Does their face turn red when embarrassed? If so, how else do they react when embarrassed? (I.E. Shifting of weight upon foot, etc.)

( ๑‾̀◡‾́)σ»: Do they have a sensitive spot/s?

(〇o〇；): What is their body language like when they are stressed? Do they try and hide the fact that they are stressed? How do they recover from said stress?

ಠ-ಠ: Do they like it when people touch their hair?

(ﾉ≧ڡ≦): Do they like to show affection by physically teasing? (I.E: Shoulder punches, etc.)

♪⁽⁽٩( ᐖ )۶⁾⁾ ₍₍٩( ᐛ )۶₎₎♪: How are they like when they dance? Are they stiff? Fluid? A good dancer? Do they prefer to dance with a lot of others, with one other person, or alone?

ง ( ⌓̈ )ง: Are they physically strong when it comes to fights?

(´∀｀): Do they laugh when they get nervous?

ಥoಥ: How are they like when they cry? Do they just stream tears nonstop? Does their nose get clogged to the point that it’s hard to breathe? Is it easy for them to speak when they are sobbing? Do they hiccup when they cry?

ಸヮಸ: Do they lean back or forward when they laugh hard? Do they snort? Slap their knee? Do that seal-esque clap? Do they often laugh to the point that you can’t hear their laugh anymore?

「(°ヘ°): How does one calm them down when they are freaking out? Do they prefer physical comfort, or would they rather be left alone?

⊙.☉: Does their voice get an octave higher when they lie? Does it crack?

( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡): Does having somebody stroke their head make them feel relaxed?

(ꈍᴗꈍ)ε｀*): Do they prefer kisses on the cheek? Forehead? What about neck kisses?

(-.-): How should one wake them up? Do they get out of bed easily?

(ó﹏ò｡): Are there any foods that make their stomach upset?

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Fugo froze in place. His eyes widened and for a moment, even his breathing stilled. His stand. This child was asking about his stand. "And what exactly is it that you think you know about me?" The teen asked sharply, pulling Purple Haze forward from the place it occupied within himself. Fugo watched the child closely for a reaction. When there was none, or any other form of recognition? He found himself... not relaxing, but slightly relieved all the same. Whoever this child was, they couldn't see his ability. ...So how had he known about it? There were rumors beginning to spread about their little group to be sure. Giorno was... not always as careful as he should be in the moment when displaying his power. Mista had his own reputation with the accuracy of his shots... but Fugo had not heard anything regarding himself. ...Yet. His abilities were a last resort. One that generally didn't leave witnesses behind to spread word about it ...Until that last group of slavers at least. Their prisoners had seen his powers. They had been terrified... so perhaps it was only a matter of time before he started getting these kinds of questions. "..." Fugo took in a deep breath, counting to ten in his head. *Calm. Stay calm. They're just a child.* "It's not something that's easy to explain." He gave a sigh. "But if you're worried that I'll use that ability in here, then don't. It affects me too, and this space is too small for me to escape it."

@avataroftheswarm continued from here

So it was like that here too...

It wasn't too much of a surprise to hear that the child in front of him was a stray. 'Gunsmoke' was a violent place, after all. It was bound to be full of orphans and runaways.

Even so, part of that child's words hadn't sat quite right with him. It made Fugo frown.

"You... have the worms? What do you mean by that?" and why did it sound so ominous how this child had said it?

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@avataroftheswarm continued from here

So it was like that here too...

It wasn't too much of a surprise to hear that the child in front of him was a stray. 'Gunsmoke' was a violent place, after all. It was bound to be full of orphans and runaways.

Even so, part of that child's words hadn't sat quite right with him. It made Fugo frown.

"You... have the worms? What do you mean by that?" and why did it sound so ominous how this child had said it?

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@avataroftheswarm

They watch and listen as he works through the logistics of surviving through the sandstorm raging outside. Huh. Humans sure were a funny species, some prepared to sacrifice everyone around them for their own survival and some prepared to sacrifice of themselves for the survival of others. There was no common thread between them.

"Hah, you don't even know me and you're willing to lower your chances to increase mine? Generous." The swarm settles cross legged against the rock wall near the entrance, just outside of the majority of the wind but brushed by that bit that gets into the shelter.

"People are funny like that. They don't all believe the same way." They're careful to say 'people' instead of 'humans' just in case. They can't be truly killed but if this fellow was better then most he might have a chance of destroying their swarm and they'd rather not suffer that, thanks.

"I don't think it'll last that long. The worst ones usually blow out pretty fast."

Fugo scoffed. "...Call it a calculated risk if you're going to call it anything. Like you said: it shouldn't last long, so it wont matter if I choose to be a little 'generous'." Besides, what did it say about him to let a kid suffer while he had his needs met? He might have been a bastard of a person, but he wasn't heartless. "...What are you doing all the way out here by yourself, anyway? Isn't there someone who'll be worried about you this far away from town?"

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@avataroftheswarm: Continued from HERE Zazie looks over at the strangely dressed human, eyeing him from behind their bangs. They hadn't expected the cave they'd picked for shelter to have someone in it already.

"It won't last as long as you think." They tilt their head, considering the swirling wall of sand beyond the safety of the stone. Winds like that were too much for them to fly safely in, no matter if they were one form or hundreds. Any sandworms were too far away to bother calling for a lift when they didn't have to be anywhere urgently.

"Or it could last days. You think you can survive that long?" At least they had entertainment.

Fugo stared out at the entry to the cave from the spot where he had chosen to rest as he took shelter. He seemed to contemplate the sand as well as the words of what he assumed was a child. "...A human can last two days without water. Longer if you're willing to re-ingest expelled fluid. And you can go up to two months without food depending on your body condition." He furrowed his brow, chewing on his thumb as he continued to think aloud. "Even with our current body weight in mind, water's the determining factor here. I could make what I have last about two days if I were on my own. With you here, it'll be about a day since you don't seem like you have any sort of supplies with you." He seemed to have made up his mind. "As long as the storm doesn't last longer then a week, I should be fine. Both of us will be. So don't worry about things like that."

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╰┈➤ STARTER PROMPTS : Who Killed Markiplier ? - The Final Chapter a set of starter prompts, all from the fourth ( and final ) part of WKM !

❝ They're gone, and so is everyone else. ❞

❝ This place is cursed. ❞

❝ I shall take my leave, and I implore you to do the same. ❞

❝ What the hell is going on here?! ❞

❝ I know they're in pain, and I know you might be, too ... but we need to leave this place. ❞

❝ There's only death here now. ❞

❝ There you are! I've been meaning to ask you some questions. ❞

❝ Only my friends get to call me by that name, and you are no friend of mine! ❞

❝ This is madness! ❞

❝ It was an accident. ❞

❝ It's not fair, is it? ❞

❝ We played right into their hands. ❞

❝ You can't survive on your own. ❞

❝ I know this all sounds crazy. ❞

❝ I won't force this on you. You have a choice here. ❞

❝ This is the only way that you can escape. ❞

❝ This'll work. I promise. ❞

❝ No - no! It's okay. ❞

❝ I - I thought you were dead. ❞

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Leave an object in my ask and my muse will react to it being given to them.

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@goldenrequiem

Here comes Giorno! Ready to press against bun Fugo

It seemed like he wasn't the only one who had been caught in whatever this was. Fugo was still fuming, but-... Giving a sigh he settled down and maybe just... let himself flop against Giorno in return. It wasn't as though anyone on looking would really recognize them to care so maybe he could just relax for a second? Would that be okay to do?

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It's time to join in on the fun! >:3c

M!A: Fugo is now a bun for however long the mun wants

"That's Not-" *POOF*

He had not been quite this angry in a very long time, and the THUMP of his foot was an audible indication of his fury.

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Here comes Giorno with his marker to draw a strawberry on the back of Fugo's hand

Fugo had not been sure what to expect when Giorno requested his hand. He hadn't asked either... simply holding out the limb as his 'Boss' had asked. He hadn't expected to be drawn on, and he certainly hadn't expected to receive such a cutesy doodle. He frowned staring at the back of his hand. Shit. Why was this so cute? "What the hell is this?"