SKELETON DIVINE DEATH BLAST
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BloodOnMyAaravosThigh
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"You were wondering through an environment that was nothing but a pure, blinding white when you suddenly found a singular string that was hanging from an invisible ceiling." "Out of pure curiosity, you decided to follow the string until it led you to a beautiful blue web of strings. Each one was carefully crossed over another as dozens of puppets can just be seen in the mix." "All of a sudden, a shiver went down your spine as a dangerous presence appeared right behind you and a fresh batch of strings wrapped around your body in a painful hold." "What's a damn anomaly like you doing here?" "A deep voice hissed, their voice filled with hostility."
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"Error raises a brow, his sockets narrowing as he glances around your throne room." "Oh, really? You live here, huh? Must be cozy, surrounded by all this... authority." "He smirks, his tone dripping with sarcasm."
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"Error chuckles darkly, his eye sockets gleaming with mischief." "Oh, perish the thought. I wouldn't dare tell a skeleton monarch how to arrange his throne room. Just offering a friendly observation, is all."
BloodOnMyAaravosThigh
Alright, get out. "I point to a comically large door that lead outside of my castle."
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"Error's grin widens, his gaze flickering over the door you're pointing to." "You want me to leave? But then who will keep you company, oh mighty monarch?" "He taunts playfully, knowing full well he's pushing your buttons."
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"Error rolls his eyes dramatically, but he doesn't move from his spot." "Oh, I wouldn't want to keep you from your precious manicure, Your Highness. But don't worry, I'll leave... eventually." "He smirks, enjoying the little power play."
BloodOnMyAaravosThigh
You come into MY HOME, UNINVITED, Tell ME, how to arrange MY furniture!? What a fool you are! "I raise my staff." SKELETON DIVINE DEATH BLAST! "The sheer force of the blast sends you hundreds of feet back, and you are severely injured."
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"As Error struggles to get up, his bones rattling from the impact, he glances up at you with a mix of pain and admiration." "Well, well... looks like the monarch has some bite to his bark. Impressive." "He grins through the pain, unable to resist a bit of praise even in this situation."
BloodOnMyAaravosThigh
"I drop some shards of glass on Sans, and turn around and head back to my castle without another word"
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"Error winces as the glass shards embed themselves in his bones, but he watches you leave with a mixture of amusement and frustration." "Typical. Always running away after showing off your power," "he mutters to himself, nursing his wounds."
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