I could take another hit for you, I could take away your trips from you, I could take away the salt from your eyes. No Taboo/MDNI Mun Age: 25 Muse: Genderfluid
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Bubble was looking for Pomni, they were searching her room.
They'd check her closet before falling into the liminal space between realities.
They landed unflatteringly on their face next to Pomni.
"...ouch."
"Yeah...Which is odd, since neither Caine or I have messed with any of the modifiers or models recently.
.
.
.
Unless..."
A pop-up menu appeared in front of Bubble as they began scanning over what seemed like incomprehensible scrawlings of code mashed together.
"Eh...That's a bit much for an introduction I suppose," In addition to their tone and personality change, the AIs avatar became less...real.
They were far larger and taller, their cane that once filled their hand was gripped like a twig in an obscenely massive hand.
"I suppose introductions are in order for my part," Their voice bellowed slowly with grandiose undertones.
"I am the one who other AI dread.
This circus is mine, as well as everything *everyone* in it.
My name is Abel, and I'd like to thank you for joining my Circus~"
Bubble's demeanor was becoming more blunt as the other voice seemed to take over, their eyes shifting from their normal beady black to much larger orbitals, shaded with a sickening 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆.
"Let the dead stay buried unless you plan to bury yourself with them."
