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[wakeuppizzaboy]

"don't go overboard" is 15 live salmon overboard...

MAGIC ANON! 15 live salmon.

"Now, where were-- WHAT THE FUCK!!!!" He shouts, scrambling back like a cat at the sudden salmon.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

Elliot slid back in through the doorway, wavering a bit as he caught his balance. ...Huh. He... couldn't find Telamon? Which is truthfully shocking considering how obvious the bird makes himself out to be. Where on earth could he have gone..? He set down the medkit, gently calling out the other's name while looking around the cabin cautiously. As he was searching, a glimpse of golden caught his eye in corner. He turned around to inspect it further, only to find.. "A FURBY!!!" He squealed excitedly, rushing over and picking up the 'furby' with child-like joy shining in his eyes. He began inspecting it closely, muttering rapidly to himself before spotting the now matching pools of blood pouring out the sides of the 'furby' and nervously clearing his throat. "..Er. Telamon. I can tell that's you. ....Sorry about that. Even if it's not my fault you were probably trying to scare me, asshole.." He released his grip and let Telamon plop onto the ground, getting the medkit and skating back over. "If you don't mind, can you please not be a furby? I can't exactly fix you up right if you stay like that." He coughed, refusing to make eye contact. ...This is embarassing.

Telamon staggers over, cloak clutched around himself like a lifeline, leaning against the doorframe for support. He takes a moment longer to start speaking than he usually does- never the type to wait to talk.

"Elliot. Are you, maybe, busy? Telamon needs help- NOT URGENT."

...that feels like it just might be a lie.

-@t3lam0n (hai honeyyyy)

Elliot, who was briefly dozing off by the fireplace, jolted at the sudden voice in the doorway. Hesitantly, he turned his head, squinting at the huddled form of Telamon and then getting up from his chair. From the looks of things, whatever Telamon needed help with was 100% urgent— as per usual, though, the idiot was probably too proud to admit it. “If it isn’t the golden man of the hour.” He began, weakly doing jazz hands before continuing, “…But, no, I’m not busy. What do you need, Telamon?” He asked, eyes glancing around the man in an attempt to spot any obvious wounds or other injuries.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

means hes pink . evil style . spectre's in there

"THE FUCKING SPECTRE????" He yowled, fully dropping the medkit this time as he put his hands on his head. He then paused, thinking. "....I guess that.. makes sense?? With him ripping Telamon's wings off?" He murmured, then gently picking up the medkit as he skated back to his cabin.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

Do you know why the bugs pink, Elliot? We're a little.. afraid, I suppose?

-☁️⬛️

He hums, seemingly not properly processing the question at first before freezing up. "HE'S PINK NOW? WHAT????" He shrieked in confusion, nearly dropping the newly found medkit in his hands. "...NO???? I DON'T KNOW WHY?????"

[wakeuppizzaboy]

Elliot gently took the cloak from Telamon's hands-- talons?-- and set the clothing off to the side, then turning around to inspect the.... The Definitely Not There Wings.

He stared in horror at where the feathered limbs were now absent; instead of wings, there were instead obscenely large amounts of blood pouring out the bird-like man. He blinked up at Telamon, mouth open in shock. "AND YOU SAID THIS WASN'T URGENT. AND THAT 7N7 DID THIS TO YOU. WHAT???" He shouted, briefly pacing around before freezing. "...Sorry, Telamon. ..um." He looked around, realizing he didn't have any leftover medkits currently in his cabin. "..Just stay put, alright? Try using your cloak to help with the bleeding in the meantime. I need to grab some supplies really quickly." He shakily ordered, then swinging the door open and skating out in the blink of an eye.

Telamon staggers over, cloak clutched around himself like a lifeline, leaning against the doorframe for support. He takes a moment longer to start speaking than he usually does- never the type to wait to talk.

"Elliot. Are you, maybe, busy? Telamon needs help- NOT URGENT."

...that feels like it just might be a lie.

-@t3lam0n (hai honeyyyy)

Elliot, who was briefly dozing off by the fireplace, jolted at the sudden voice in the doorway. Hesitantly, he turned his head, squinting at the huddled form of Telamon and then getting up from his chair. From the looks of things, whatever Telamon needed help with was 100% urgent— as per usual, though, the idiot was probably too proud to admit it. “If it isn’t the golden man of the hour.” He began, weakly doing jazz hands before continuing, “…But, no, I’m not busy. What do you need, Telamon?” He asked, eyes glancing around the man in an attempt to spot any obvious wounds or other injuries.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

Elliot simply hummed, completely disregarding the comment about it being a 'minor incident'. If it was, he sincerely doubted Telamon would've so much as entered the cabin. Cautiously, he approached the other man and then gently grabbed and lifted up one arm, inspecting it carefully before moving on to the other. ...The smell of his blood (or, rather, the smell of burnt sugar) was strong and unmistakable, but he couldn't find any obvious indicator of a wound. That is, with the cloak on, he couldn't... He assumed, from the cloak still covering Telamon and nothing else being evident anywhere else on his body, that the wounds were probably on his back-- or, even more probable, his wings. As much as Telamon wouldn't ever admit it, he tended to be very particular about them (and Elliot himself can only recall a handful of times where visits from Telamon weren't about his wings). Meeting the shaded gaze of Telamon's with his own, he spoke. "...Telamon. Would you mind taking the cloak off? I need to take a look at your wings." He-- much less requested, more demanded.

Telamon staggers over, cloak clutched around himself like a lifeline, leaning against the doorframe for support. He takes a moment longer to start speaking than he usually does- never the type to wait to talk.

"Elliot. Are you, maybe, busy? Telamon needs help- NOT URGENT."

...that feels like it just might be a lie.

-@t3lam0n (hai honeyyyy)

Elliot, who was briefly dozing off by the fireplace, jolted at the sudden voice in the doorway. Hesitantly, he turned his head, squinting at the huddled form of Telamon and then getting up from his chair. From the looks of things, whatever Telamon needed help with was 100% urgent— as per usual, though, the idiot was probably too proud to admit it. “If it isn’t the golden man of the hour.” He began, weakly doing jazz hands before continuing, “…But, no, I’m not busy. What do you need, Telamon?” He asked, eyes glancing around the man in an attempt to spot any obvious wounds or other injuries.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

"GO 7N7 GO"

[wakeuppizzaboy]

Telamon staggers over, cloak clutched around himself like a lifeline, leaning against the doorframe for support. He takes a moment longer to start speaking than he usually does- never the type to wait to talk.

"Elliot. Are you, maybe, busy? Telamon needs help- NOT URGENT."

...that feels like it just might be a lie.

-@t3lam0n (hai honeyyyy)

Elliot, who was briefly dozing off by the fireplace, jolted at the sudden voice in the doorway. Hesitantly, he turned his head, squinting at the huddled form of Telamon and then getting up from his chair. From the looks of things, whatever Telamon needed help with was 100% urgent— as per usual, though, the idiot was probably too proud to admit it. “If it isn’t the golden man of the hour.” He began, weakly doing jazz hands before continuing, “…But, no, I’m not busy. What do you need, Telamon?” He asked, eyes glancing around the man in an attempt to spot any obvious wounds or other injuries.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

Be Aware of The Bird.

He quickly tensed, slowly relaxing as he scoffed. "I'm already fully aware of him, you know. I know he exists, but thank you. ...did he get into some stupid bullshit again or something??"

[wakeuppizzaboy]

join my emo band

He raised an eyebrow. "....I'm not joining your emo band. It's not like I can even quit my job right now, anyways."

[wakeuppizzaboy]

[LOOK AT THESE GUYSSSS I DONT HELP RUN THIS BLOG BUT MY AMAZING PARTNERS DO!!!! GO LOOK!!!! RIGHT NEOW]

FAMILY PHOTO!!

"Dave, get out of the picture-" "I COUNT AS FAMILY, I MARRIED YOUR BROTHER!!"

WELCOME TO [ANOTHER] MULTI-RUN ASKBLOG FOR THAT ONE SPECIFIC KILLERSWAP AU! It's connected to @c00lbug, @t3lam0n, and @wakeuppizzaboy!! Also @keepinyadebthfree, by all means!

I'M. I'M YOUR HOST BUG. AND THEN THERES YOUR OTHER HOST BIRD. AND WE'RE MISSING OUR BANSHEE 💔💔🥀

AND THE REST IS DOWN BELOW!!

! General Things !

Warnings will be added at the top of the post with said warnings!! with!! read mores!!!

YOU WANT A INTERACTION? YOU CAN PING! WE'D BE GLAD TO ROLEPLAY [THE LETTER ISS A COWARD BUT I AM VERY GLAD.] (snifflessss . i’m glad to roleplay too i’m just bad at Approaching)

The ones who run the blog are minors, so please do not! be weird! no nsfw!! we kill you!! DEAD !!!!!!!!!!!

Most of this is headcanons, since it IS from a swapped au AND crossover and some of these are . um . yeah .

no guarantees on art from . any of us.

art and tags will also vary depending on which mod is responding

ooc asks are also very welcome!

ooc for the bug will be [bracketed and red]! ooc for the bird will be (parenthesis-ed and purple)!

M!A's are fine!

! Links !

charactr list ..

! GENERAL TAGSSS !

#a photo to remember. (art)

#ring ring! (asks)

#darkness darkness kebab (reblog)

#tamper with malice (rp)

#You've gone too deep. <- Lore

! Other !

Will be added as time goes on.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

i like to play and draw

He blinks, shifting his gaze around uncomfortably. What was he meant to do here....? "Good for you. Those are wonderful hobbies." He eventually sighs, exasperated.

[wakeuppizzaboy]

[the magical word starts with an f and ends with a t emil]

(BE FREE)

[wakeuppizzaboy]

Pats Elliot and then sprints away

He flinched away from the pat as if he had been burned. "...Don't touch me. What was that about..."

[wakeuppizzaboy]

[hey gang look at this]

“RATTLE ‘EM, BOYS!”

"YES BOSS!"

"I am. Not associated with these people."

Welcome, welcomee people! To a multi-run askblog for the mafia of a Killer-swap au run by @3m1lth34rt1st, @chaotic-conquest, and @seakittypups! This askblog has both references to dream game AND forsaken due to lore reasons.

This account is connected to @c00lbug, @t3lam0n, and @wakeuppizzaboy!

SHAMELESSLY COPYING EMIL BELOW. (you love usss we’re allooweddd <3) [if you were not my partner i’d kill you] (^_^)

! General Things !

Warnings will be added at the top of the post with said warnings!! with!! read mores!!!

YOU WANT A INTERACTION? YOU CAN PING! WE'D BE GLAD TO ROLEPLAY [THE OTHER TWO ARE COWARDS BUT I AM VERY GLAD.] (snifflessss . i’m glad to roleplay too i’m just bad at Approaching)

The ones who run the blog are minors, so please do not! be weird! no nsfw!! we kill you!! DEAD !!!!!!!!!!!

Most of this is headcanons, since it IS from a swapped au and some of these are . um . yeah .

no guarantees on art from . any of us.

art and tags will also vary depending on which mod is responding

ooc asks are also very welcome!

ooc for the bug will be [bracketed and red]! ooc for the bird will be (parenthesis-ed and purple)! ooc for the banshee will be [bracketed and orange]!

M!A's are fine!

! Links !

will be added if needed!

! GENERAL TAGSSS !

#mafia on the loose (art)

#division 8 ready for anythinggg (asks)

#hey that one's on our target list! (reblog)

#at your service (rp)

#Soldiers don’t go to hell. <- Lore

! Other !

stuff will b added

[wakeuppizzaboy]

He briefly nods.

"..You stay safe as well."

...

I believe I meant to find someone else, but you will do.

Do you know anyone... by the name of 007n7, perhaps? The man has quite a bit of debt and there's only so much my connections can do.

--[@depthstracking]

He slowly blinks, unmoving, before starting to speak. "...I do, yes. Unfortunately, I have no idea where he is right now. Good luck on finding him I guess." He replied monotonously. That's all he can really say, right? He doesn't know where the hell that damned bug is right now!!

[wakeuppizzaboy]

do you like flowers

He glanced around quickly, and then, albeit hesitantly, started to respond.

"...I do, I suppose. I think bog-rosemarys are cool."