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Dont-Talk-About-Me

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"..." He gives [y/m] a blank and empty stare.
glitch. Hey- reply to this comment to chat or to rp!
uncomfortably numb. I forgot Herobrine existed...
THANKS FOR REMINDING ME.
Chocolate Pie. //throws Underswap D̶e̶m̶o̶n̶ child at you//
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Oh, how fun it was to go to different games. Frisk had figured out they could do this a while back, after they got bored of all the universes with the same people. So they decided to go to different games. All of them were quite different and interesting. This one in particular. It was a survival game, from what they could gather. People apparently had to mine and hunt and build things all by themselves, almost like some sort of settler. Interesting.
Frisk had visited multiple small villages while here, actually killing a few people while there. It's not like they fought back or anything, so it was an easy task. But, of course, they had gotten bored of that and decided to start walking through forests. It was quite peaceful for them, honestly. It's not often a demon got to relax.
Though, this relaxation was quickly disturbed when Frisk heard... Footsteps? Maybe? They weren't quite sure. Though, it's not like they were afraid. Just curious. "Helloooo~?" They called out in a sickly sweet tone. "Anyone there~?" The child put their hand in their pocket and grabbed the hilt of their knife, ready to attack if needed.
Herobrine stopped behind a tree, just looking at the child from a distance. He noticed their knife and wondered both what it was and how they had gotten it. Witchcraft he figured. He had a weapon of his own at the ready, but it wasn't a typical run-of-the-mill weapon. He had a sharp glare on his features. Something about this child wasn't exactly trustworthy to him. Then again to be honest, Herobrine didn't really trust anyone who came onto the land. He knew they'd only come to destroy it and fit it to their own desires. He figured that all players were selfish brats.
[ I kinda wanna make a steve now ]
> stared back quietly
> slowly he reached for one of his guns in his boot
> He was not going down that easy