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"What are you looking at?"
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"What are you looking at you bastard? Are you that eager to be punished. Go back and do your work! Or else you're going to pay dearly for disobeying my orders! I would be a leader of the Royal guard and i demand you to get back to your duties. If you have no business with me..then feck off!" He growled.
(This is a starter for anyone who can't think of anything. Respond here and only here because i want my account to be clean and neat. By the way..Swapfell Sans has blue eyes.)
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Rip I made a slave AU for my bby-)
Kamau looked at the other in.. What looked like fear. Instinctively he lowered himself to the ground, head low, yet he didn't want to. It was just that his masters had treated him like a pet, and he was currently dressed in slave clothing. He opened his mouth to protest, but all that came out was a shaky whimper. The snow was cold against his bare skin, making him shiver a bit.
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He blinked somehow unfazed by this. He was terrifying but not to the extent of being scared of him. "Hm..? What did you want to say..? Come on..out with it!" He growled lightly approaching the other with a sly smirk. "If you won't tell me then i will find you punished for looking at me and trying to have an attitude with me." He touched the other's chin to make him look at him. "Obey..or be punished. That's a common rule.."
(:3)
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He did his best not to cower back, but he flinched and shivered more. The other reminded him of his masters. "I-im not your pet.." He tried to turn his head away, whimpering more. Obviously he didn't want to be punished. "I-im a good boy... P-please don't beat me..!" It came out as a weak whisper.
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"If you're not a pet..then why are you cowering?! It only means you're submitting." He whipped him with the whip he had at hand. "If you're anything..you're just pathetic and nothing else to me!" He replied glaring daggers at him.
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"I-i said I wasn't your pet, there's a difference you kn-" Seeing the whip made him freeze in fear. When he got hit by it, he flinched and trembled slightly. It definitely hurt him, but he had enough courage to hiss at the other.
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He kicked him glaring daggers at him. "If you hiss at me again you'll find yourself bleeding in the end! So shut your trap if you know what's good for you, you punk!" He snarled.
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He obediently obeyed the other, keeping quiet. The mention of blood made him shudder.
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"That's better.." He chuckled at the obedience of this guy. "Where did you come from anyway?" He crossed his arms staring at him doubtfully.
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He was hesitant about telling, but he had to. "The Netherrealm. It's like hell, but worse."
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"You're not really that surprising to me. I have seen worse.." He chuckled at him.
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"Yeah..i've been punishing until blood was shed!" He laughed.
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"That's disturbing." He squeaked a bit.
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"Oh really..? I don't need a pipsqueak to tell me that!" He laughed.
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"I'm not a pipsqueak! I'm taller than you!" He hissed a bit
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"I am not short! You're pissing me off!" He growled wielding a sharp bone. "I'll rip you apart!"
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βOk, ok, I take it back!β
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"You better!!" He growled.
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Swapfell!Mela hid behind a tree, breathing heavily and frightened. She held Temmie close to her, not wanting to lose him. She was all cold, all alone with Temmie. She didn't know anything about why the monsters wanted to kill her so badly. She had a few cuts from a few battles just now.
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He raised his boney eyebrow a little staring at her since he had noticed her for a long time. "Dumb human..what do you even think you're doing..?" He asked summoning a sharp bone aiming it at her. "Come here or die..!"
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She jerked as she saw him. "Stop staring and just run!" Temmie exclaimed. She quickly ran off.
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He tossed a sharp bone after her but didn't follow after. "Heh..my brother will be there to take care of you.."
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"Is he coming after us??" she said worriedly as she ran.
"Doesn't look like..." Temmie said, looking back.
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He proceeded to do his daily walks thinking that she would be caught by Papyrus.
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"E-excuse me sir..?"
/the small oni child was shivering from the cold, nervous and scared
/he stood at a full height of 2'5"
"I-I can't find my pride, and I got lost from daddy..."
/his wings were folded onto his back, and his tail was close to his body
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He kept his back on him. "Don't you know it's rude to approach the leader of the royal guard? You little brat!" He snapped at him. He was strong and proud for a reason.
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/small flinch
"I-im sorry sir.."
/he cowers a bit
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The hellspawn was on all fours, watching the other intensely. What the hell was this shortie yelling about? Clearly Oni was pissed about being talked to like a common pet by a stranger. "What did you say, you little shit? I don't care who you are, I'm not your pet, and your not my god, now don't tell me what to do." His mouth was slightly open, making a low growling noise. Might need a muzzle for Oni.
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He summoned a large sharp bone. "Oh a monster of a different kind..would you like to feel the sharp edges of this bone. I'd cut you to pieces." He reached out grabbing hold of his soul to make sure it was heavier for him to move around. "Your soul is blue now..as i would like to know...repeat your words on what you said to me." He grinned widely.Β
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He was watching cautiously while making no attempt to escape. "For one thing, I'm not a monster, I'm a Netherrealmer." He had hissed out. "And gladly. I'm not your pet, and no way in hell are you my god, now don't tell me what to do."
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"I don't care if you're an inside out ass..i'll kill you!" He threw the bone towards him hitting the edge of his side. "I don't need an ugly beast like you! I would rather much have my brother and show him who's the real boss!"
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He screeched a bit once the bone hit him, hissing in pain.
Orange blood was dripping down the wound. "Ohh there are far worse beasts than me, more vicious too."
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Look at me when you talk ;; Here's a starter at you yoo ;v;
Papyrus stared at the oddly dressed Sans in front of him, ruby eyelights unmoving as he narrowed his eye sockets. He had ended up in the other's house by mere accident, and to his knowledge-- and the other Sans' that he has no way of returning 'home'.
He was dressed in one of the other Papyrus' sweater, which admittedly, was quite comfortably compared to the heavy armor he constantly carried around. Speaking of which, his armor was torn to shreds by those monsters outrage, and his apparent savior who was sitting at a respectful distance from him still seemed very unlikely to have saved him. So now he was stuck with ratty sweaters and tight jeans for the meanwhile, which wasn't favorable, but clothes were still clothes.
The taller skeleton fidgeted in his seat, unsure now what to do. He hadn't spoken a word to the 'Sans' of this world since he came, not like he wanted to, but inevitably, he'll have to, and the thought doesn't settle him.
"What now?" He closed his eyes, a exhausted sigh escaping between his teeth. Papyrus just wanted to go home after a long day of work, but instead, he was plunged into this other hellish reality. Β
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When he noticed this sharp edged skeleton he first was confused since his brother was already here. His eyes turned hollow when he noticed this particular skeleton looked just like his brother. How long has it been since he killed his own brother in a mistake. He didn't know and thus he approached the taller skeleton. He kept a sharp bone by his side in case he tried anything funny. "If you're trying to make some sick prank..it's not funny." He growled lightly looking at him with a hollow expression. He noticed how torn up he was and he most likely was suffering too but he didn't question it.
(Thank you!! <3)
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Look at me when you talk ;; welcomee ;v;
Now he knows what his brother felt. Papyrus just wanted to take a 12 hour nap and not have to deal with this bullshit, but this is very real, and he has to deal with it. It was funny too, this Sans was as guarded as he formerly was, but Papyrus was just simply tired, and he was sure that the other wouldn't harm him, so he decided relaxing was actually an option.Β
It was absurd the way he phrased it. If anything, his brother would be the one pulling his strings here, yet what appeared to be his brother's look-a-like sat across him, sharp bone at the ready. How he wished this was all a joke--but it definitely wasn't.Β
Papyrus let a humorless laugh escape, hollow and lifeless.Β
" I wish. Now I'm fucking stuck here with no way of going back. Great."
He stopped laughing, expression back to a uncaring state.Β
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He was shaking but not from fear more from sadness and disbelief. "Stop..looking at me like that.." He dropped the bone from his hand as he tried to keep himself calm but he was so sad from losing his own brother. "Stop..i Β said stop looking like that.." He gritted his teeth then teared up from where he was standing. "Why do you have..to look so much like him?" He asked starting to cry his eyes out but refused to lose his pride. He covered his face weeping to himself. "Stop looking at me like that..i can't do anything if you're looking like that..please stop it." He couldn't contain himself from hugging the much taller skeleton. "I just miss you so fucking much..why did you disappear?" He clung much tighter onto him.
(He missed you. :3)
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Look at me when you talk ;; adorable smol UwU and i get a welcome hug too!!
Unknowingly, the taller skeleton had started to stare, and Papyrus himself didn't caught on until the verbal outburst of Sans. He wasn't sure what the other was rambling on about, seeing that he just came here not too long ago. It wasn't until Sans started crying and what he assumed it was Papyrus the other was referring to that he realized what happened-- this Sans had lost his Papyrus, and for some odd reason, the usually heartless Lieutenant felt sympathy for him.Β
Maybe because it was something he could relate well with-- if he lost Sans, he would be more than devastated. His older brother was the reason he fought so hard to the top for.
Papyrus was caught off guard by the sudden hug he was tackled with, a soft grunt leaving his mouth as Sans embraced him. He stayed quiet the entire time, unsure what to say. Was he supported to say something comforting? He wasn't too particularly good with that, but Sans needed it, and no matter how bizarre the situation was... he was still Sans. One way or another. Sighing deeply , he slowly returned the hug, and soothingly pats his back in an attempt to calm him.
"...there now, it'll be fine. I'm here now." Β
He hoped this was enough as he cooed gently.Β
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(Yes! He missed you. Without you he had no one and his brother..honestly haven't responded lately so i think he's dead. o.o)
He tightened the hug a little as his sobbing persisted. "I..can't remain silent about this any longer..my brother is gone..there's nothing i can do." He responded covering his eyes a little feeling so dissapointed with himself. He failed to keep a serious expression when he hugged this Papyrus. This was him and his own brother was gone from existence. He didn't know how to tell this Papyrus but neither did he care. He was still Papyrus and it was fine. Everything was going to be fine but he wouldn't stop crying over the loss of his brother. He kept hugging Papyrus without much explanation since he barely could say anything while he was crying his eyes out. "s..orry...sorry.." He kept repeating to him. He was apologizing because he was unable to protect his own brother.
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Look at me when you talk ;; awh poor smol ;;
"You're such a crybaby." Papyrus rolled his eyes as he continued with his comfort. He could never had imagine this Sans be so fragile emotional wise, he looked tough on the outside. It reminded him a lot of himself-- a hard exterior, but a soft interior that no one except Sans knows of. Another sigh was let out by the tall skeleton, the other still in his embrace as Sans sobbed. He wans't sure what to tell him to calm him down-- he wasn't familiar with him very much. At least when it come to his own brother, he knew what would make him feel better.
He felt a pang of pity when he began apologizing. It wasn't his fault. As pathetic as it is, emotions are hard to suppress. And he knows that from years and years of experience, so he wouldn't blame him.Β
"It's fine..." A grumble followed.
"Don't cry, I don't think your brother would want to see you this weak."Β
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(Yes. Poor smol.)
He wasn't too sure to even think of something to say. "My brother...wouldn't care at what i am..either weak or strong. I believe not..usually he wanted to be respected.." He tightened his hands around Papyrus looking partly at his face. "I am not.." He refused to believe that he was a crybaby but he was crying anyways and it looked pretty pathetic from his point of view. "Stop saying that in his voice.." He whispered as he wiped his eyes trying to calm himself down but it didn't seem to work pretty well and shortly enough he had dozed off on his shoulder clinging onto him for dear life like a koala on his chest.
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Papyrus didn't have a lot to say-- not when the particular skeleton kept whining about it-- but he had to admit, it was terribly adorable, but he won't say it. When the other had drifted off to sleep after nearly hald an hour of comforting, Papyrus simply sighed, picking the smaller in his arms and bringing him upstairs to what seems to be room.
It was quite and offset to his brother's -- this one instead clean and tidy, everything in their right place. Setting the slumbering skeleton onto the soft bed, he took a good look at the room and examined the furniture. It was mostly shades of blue and purple, and it was quite a calming color to be seeing too.
Going back to the skeleton, he hesitated for a moment before tucking the other in.Β
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While sleeping he gained a nightmare but he was only experiencing the loss of his brother all over again in his dreams. He reached out in his dream to grab his brother before he faced death ending up to grab the other Papyrus's arm without realizing it. He was sweating pretty badly from fear. He tossed and turned a little bit ending up clinging around Papyrus. When he had his arms around Papyrus he could finally rest easy.
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Papyrus was definitely caught off guard when the smaller suddenly took a hold of his arm. He wanted to jerk away, but the distressed look on the other's face made him stay put. Small hands had woven around the taller skeleton, and the whimpering that had been coming from Sans even made him felt pity for the other. Sighing in defeat, he got into a comfortable position and laid his back onto the couch, letting him cling onto him as he drifted asleep.
A loud rumbling came from the outside, and it shook the ground. Papyrus figured that it was probably Alphys and her mess of an experiment again-- it tend to happen, but when it rumbled the second time, he almost bolted up, but remembered that Sans was still sound asleep. Grumbling, he silently patted the sleeping skeleton to wake him up.
"Sans. Wake up." Papyrus whispered, hoping he didn't wake him up too suddenly.Β
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He slowly woke up to what felt like rumbling then Papyrus's voice. Confusion was spilled across his face looking directly at Papyrus. For the most part he remained quiet but as the rumbling happened a third time he frowned. He peered outside the window or at as much as he could. "What's going on here?!" He became panicky. He had never experienced such loud rumbling and even if he lost his cool for a minute he regained it pretty quickly. "I have to check out what that was." He wandered towards the door hoping he wasn't in for something bad.
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The other skeleton sighed, herΒ chartreuseΒ orbs glared at him, giving off an incredibility pissed off look. "Fuckin' hell, aren't cha a lil bitch?" The reaper looked over to him, a grin growing across her skeletal face. "Too many swear words, too long, I can't be arsed to listen," The reaper grabbed his chin, giving off a wider smirk, she smelt of cats and lilacs. "Yer tryin' too hard, Doll~."
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What was going on? He had no clue and this skeleton was clearly showing some type of mockery or any other type which made him growl. "Can't be arsed to do your job can you?" He asked glaring eye to eye with her. He wasn't about to cower for someone in a cape. "Who are you calling doll?!" He snapped pushing her away from him. He didn't like the fact that she was so close.
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Tired. Ughhh yESSS! My secret kinky sannss thank youuu *Instantly watches back* I love Swapfell~
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(Rawr! Let's do some fun rps if you'd like. I'm open for anything! Even a carrot Papyrus.)
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Tired. Haha, of coarse I'd love that, maybe he could mistake Stretch as his papyrus or something at first and questions why he's wearing that and no matter how much stretch tries to tell him otherwise he acts stuborn or something? So stretch has to show him or something? XD unless you had something different in mind AhahΒ
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