“They ask if I fell far. But how far can ash carry an apple?” Pinch, an Echo of a legacy of destruction. The batter is gone, but the innings continue A daughter who fell only after the orchard was gone. An echo wandering where even silence has ended. A Refreshing Take From The 🌊Oasis☀️

antares Anyway you get a zero context meme for my next muse

And yes I posted it here specifically because it's another OFF muse

Hefting his bat on his shoulder. There's a distinct odor to the movement; the scent of smoke and meat. "I have already purified the spectres of the mines."

antares I warn you now I'm probably going to flip between 'Spectre' and 'Specter' a lot

"...Greetings." Terse. Blunt. Typical of a Batter, of course. "You do not seem impure. Where are the spectres." Stated more like a command to be told than a question.

antares Will get to these in a bit

"..." A stare from just behind the bill of his cap.

"..." A slight tightening of the grip upon his bat. "...Is it possible for specters to return from purification?"

"...Hm. I see severe impurity."

{ = 𝕎𝔸ℝℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾𝕊 = }

{ = 𝕊ℍ𝕀ℙℙ𝕀ℕ𝔾 = }

{ = 𝕀ℕ𝕋. 𝔹𝔸𝕀𝕋 = }

{ = 𝔹𝔸ℕ𝔻𝕎𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ𝕊 = }

{ = 𝕊𝕆𝕃𝕆𝕊 = }

{ = 𝕄𝕌𝕊𝔼 = }

{ = 𝕄𝕌ℕ = }

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐎𝐅𝐅.

antares Account flippy flippy time

antares Gonna take a break from bsky for a while; not sure how long and it's nobody's fault, just dealing with some personal stuff that I don't wanna really talk about publically. Sorry all, take care and I'll see you on the other side ^^

antares Looks like I have to lock in with N again soon And we'll be back to the OFF doggo

He's just vibing on the TL.

antares Courage is still doing stuff on the Pure side of the SL, but for now if I do still do N stuff, it'll probably be non-serious shitposty stuff Maybe a Mandela-Magazine!N takeover for the giggles

Once again, N remains silent all-throughout, letting out neither whimper, scream nor yell of surprise. Fitting, in some ways, for an entity known as The Facade to show none of its emotion... if it even bore them in the first place. +

The Alternate's head was easily evaporated by the blast, consumed by Gaster's attack and leaving a hissing, bubbling crater where it had resided. Of course, that left N's fingers unattended since the target had been its head, so the thin digits began to morph, 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

N, being bound by the thread as it was, had no choice but to take the hits, once more being left with gaping holes in its form, that it barely even regarded the presence of, instead shifting its wounds across its body to loosen the string that entangled it. It's shapeless form oozed and warped,

antares Stretch Armstrong-ass motherfucker of an Alternate amirite

The Alternate seemed taken aback for the slightest of moments when it felt the majority of its fingers incinerated by the first blast, but soon focused back upon the boy when he re-emerged from the Void. Upon hearing the thrum of the blaster above, however, the Alternate was quick the split its-

[NC] 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕒𝕙'𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤... 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕣? 𝕊𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖, 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕤.

𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℕ𝔼 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔽𝕃𝕆ℂ𝕂 𝕋ℍ𝔸𝕋 𝕀'𝕄 ℂ𝔼ℝ𝕋𝔸𝕀ℕ 𝔸𝕃𝕃 𝕊𝕀𝔻𝔼𝕊 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔻 𝔻𝕀𝕊𝔸ℙℙ𝔼𝔸ℝ𝕀ℕ𝔾.

The digits stop half an inch from the Alternate's own body, retracting almost-instantly back into the branching mass of blade-like fingers as the tall creature regards Len's weapon of choice. What could be seen of its face didn't seem to change expression, the holes across its body-

antares Please tell me I'm doing good with the fight jfvkdmbkfk I get so anxious

antares Please tell me I'm doing good with the fight jfvkdmbkfk I get so anxious

The Alternate didn't make so much as a sound as the blasts knocked it off its feet(?), punching holes throughout its body and sending it hurtling. No blood splattered, but that was to be expected; these things didn't bleed. It was soon back up, however, more limbs tearing from its inky, dark frame.

A tilt of the head at Len's emergence, though the Alternate doesn't otherwise make any moves. This one seemed... different. Possibly akin to the other one named 6. 𝔸𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕣, 𝕚𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕤. Its tone was derisive, as though ridiculing Len's words as hollow.

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟'𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪? 𝕊𝕠 𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟-𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕕 𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕓.

𝕎ℍ𝔸𝕋 𝕎𝕆𝕌𝕃𝔻 𝔸 𝕃𝔸𝕄𝔹 𝕎ℍ𝕆 ℝ𝔼𝕁𝔼ℂ𝕋𝕊 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕃𝕆ℝ𝔻'𝕊 𝕎𝕆ℝ𝔻𝕊 𝕂ℕ𝕆𝕎 𝕆𝔽 𝕎ℍ𝔸𝕋 𝕎𝔼 𝕄𝔼𝔸ℕ 𝕋𝕆 ℍ𝕀𝕄?

antares I'm sorry Balloon 😭

𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕐 ℂℍ𝔸ℝ𝔾𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕀ℝ 𝔻𝔼𝔸𝕋ℍ𝕊. 𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕐 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 𝕋𝔸𝕊𝕋𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻𝕀𝕍𝕀ℕ𝔼 ℝ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋𝔼𝕆𝕌𝕊ℕ𝔼𝕊𝕊 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕃𝕆ℝ𝔻. 𝔸𝕊 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕀𝔽 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕀ℕ ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕎𝔸𝕐.

𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝔽𝔸𝕃𝕊𝔼 𝔾𝕆𝔻𝕊 𝔸ℕ𝔻 𝕊𝔸𝕍𝕀𝕆ℝ𝕊 𝔸ℝ𝔼 𝕋𝔸ℕ𝕋𝔸𝕄𝕆𝕌ℕ𝕋 𝕋𝕆 𝕎𝔸𝕃𝕃𝕊 𝕆𝔽 𝕁𝔼ℝ𝕀ℂℍ𝕆. 𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕐 𝕎𝕀𝕃𝕃 𝔽𝔸𝕃𝕃 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕆𝔹𝕊𝔼ℝ𝕍𝔼ℝ 𝕀ℕ 𝕋𝕀𝕄𝔼. 𝔽𝔸𝕃𝕃 𝕋𝕆 𝕐𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝕋ℝ𝕌𝔼 𝕊𝔸𝕍𝕀𝕆ℝ.

𝕆ℕ𝔼 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼𝕀ℝ 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝕆ℕ𝔾𝔼𝕊𝕋 𝔸𝕃𝕃𝕀𝔼𝕊 ℍ𝔸𝕊 𝔽𝔸𝕃𝕃𝔼ℕ 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℂ𝕆ℝℝ𝕌ℙ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕆𝕋ℍ𝔼ℝ. 𝔸𝕊 ℍ𝔼ℝ𝔼𝕋𝕀ℂ𝔸𝕃 𝔸𝕊 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 'ℙ𝕌ℝ𝕀𝕋𝕐' 𝕀𝕊, 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 ℝ𝔼𝕊𝕀𝕊𝕋𝔸ℕℂ𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕃𝕆ℝ𝔻'𝕊 𝕎𝕆ℝ𝔻𝕊 𝕀𝕊 𝕄𝕀𝕊𝕊𝕀ℕ𝔾 ℕ𝕆𝕎 𝔸 𝔽𝕌ℕ𝔻𝔸𝕄𝔼ℕ𝕋𝔸𝕃 ℙ𝕀𝔼ℂ𝔼.