hmn. I have two new characters imma be drawing soon and I kinda wanna use them.. but idk. How bout we just do some randomness with Matthew and corrupt, or maybe Marcus and Scorp-?

so which one? or both-?

You want me to start?

Alright. -- Marcus (randomly now alive) stumbles into a random building, very confused at why he's there. "Huh..?" Mathew is laying on the floor in him and corrupt (and maybe Samael's-) void cottage thing, bored.

Marcus decides to lay down cause he's dizzy. Mathew sighs and closes his eyes, just laying there feeling like garbage, making Nabstablook proud-

Marcus is just laying there, trying to catch his breath. Mathew hugs back. "Bleh."

Marcus sits up, dizzy still. "H-Huh..?" his eyes widen a bit. "Scorp..?"

"I dunno" Marcus murmurs.

Mathew smiles and holds him close. Marcus sighs and rubs his temples. "Mmn.. where are we even..?"

"Oh." Marcus stands up and stumbles a bit. "Holy.. ah well.. I'm.. honestly happy to see you."

Marcus looks mildly surprised then smiles. "Heh. well.. how have you been?.."

"Oh? did something happen while i.. uh.. was gone..?"

Marcus looks concerned now. "What?? HOW?!"

Marcus nods slowly. "oh great.. This isn't gonna be good.. is it.."

"Hm.. I think i know how to stop this.. but it's gonna be super stupid, reckless and dangerous.."

Marcus smiles faintly. "Cant really explain it. but I know we've gotta get Mathew away from the others for it to work."

"Uhm.. thats where the stupid bit comes into play.. So... next time Him and corrupt go to wreck another timeline.. one of us will need to distract Corrupt somehow and then the other grabs Mathew." Marcus is plotting.

"Hm.. Which of us would annoy him more?"

"Alright.. what could you use to distract him? maybe piss him off a lot. but not get too hurt in the process?"

"If he shows up I think I know what to do.."

"Lets do this."

Marcus nods. "Alright.. so as soon as they enter another timeline.. we'll start." Mathew is bored out of his mind.

Mathew huffs. "I'm so ****in borrredddd.."

Mathews eyes light up with joy. "YESSS!" he hugs him. "Yes yes yes!! which one? hmmmm how about one... with actual blood!" he grins, he's so bored he craves being able to make an actual mess.

Mathew giggles and runs into the portal with Corrupt. Marcus nods. "Good. so you distract Corrupt. I'll take care of Matt."

Mathew looks at Corrupt. "H-? then he huffs. "Oh. there here.." he sounds annoyed. Marcus steps in and quickly runs in another direction, acting like he has something, which immediately makes Matt suspicious and so he chases him.

Marcus and Mathew are running far away from the others.

Mathew gets of the kidnapped by Marcus, who turns into Mathew with a simple wardrobe change and a few makeup things and runs back, actually looking like Mathew.

Marcus gives him a lil nods, as if saying 'its me.' and huffs. "Gone."

Marcus smirks. "Why don't you get out of here before I have to kill you? Hm?" aka 'i did it. Mathews out of here. Now I can get the button back.'

Marcus huffs and walks over and flicks his arm. "Hellooo?"

Marcus nods and then taps the box. "Corrupt..? you in there?!" Mathew is literally tied up and unconscious in the building the two where in before they left.

Marcus chuckles softly and opens the box (we don't ask how he does it- but he does) he still looks 100% like Mathew-

"Just a little ways away.. over there." Marcus points to a small alleyway.

"He left." Marcus shrugs. "I honestly have no clue. I lost him partway down the alley."

Marcus nods. "Well now what..?"

Marcus looks at the sky, thinking. "Hm... I wonder how far back you can reset a world-?"

Marcus chuckles softly. "Neither have I. But with the OVERWRITE button, we could try. speaking of which. do you remember where that is?"

Marcus blinks. "Oh yeah. heh. Sorry I'm just a little scatterbrained right now."

Marcus smiles. "Alright."

Marcus then looks down then checks his pockets then exhales slowly. "nope. don't have i- shit...."

Marcus exhales slowly. "I think Marcus got the button.." he looks annoyed. "I can't find it."

Marcus nods, grumbling softly. "Well.. what now?.."

Marcus nods. "Alright."

Marcus hesitates before walking through, but heres the giveaway there's something wrong, he didn't grab corrupts hand and walk in with him

Marcus looks back. "Hm? What is it?"

Marcus looks confused and steps back. "What.. what're you doing..?!"

Fear briefly flashes across Marcus's face. "W-What? what do you mean?!" he chuckles nervously.

Marcus huffs. "Fine. you caught me." he rolls his eyes. "Well what're ya gonna do hm?"

Marcus looks at Scorp and nods. "Matt's got the button on him."

Marcus stares. "Oh stars-"

"Oh. well ahem. mmkay." Marcus nods slowly. "Well.. what did you do with Mathew?"

"Ah.." Marcus inhales slowly. "Well.. uhhhhh.. whats Matt gonna do when he finds out his kinda sorta boyfriend is kinda sorta.. deaaddd..?"

"Welp this is-" Mathew appears. "Corrup-" he stops, staring.

Mathew runs over to Corrupt and starts panicking. "no..nonono..no...no...NO NO NO NO!!"

Marcus looks concerned. "Oh stars what have we done-?"

"Yeaah. I think we're both very dead.. that or he's just gonna.. uh.. kill himself. either way. someones gonna die-"

Marcus nods sadly. "Still. can't help but f-" and he gasps softly, pain flashing in his eyes.

Marcus shivers. "I. I'm fine.."

Marcus sits down, silent. Mathew oh so casually is actually trying to bring Corrupt back from the dead- cause necromancy-

Mathew is literally trying so hard to bring Corrupt back.

Marcus sighs. "He's trying Necromancy. you think it'll work..?"

Marcus nods. Mathew is literally doing everything in his power-

Marcus sighs. "Welp. if it doesn't work t-" Mathew appears, looking defeated. "Which.. which one of you.. did it.."

Mathew shakes his head. "Please.. i'm not gonna hurt anyone.. i.. i just.. want to know who..." he sounds.. beyond depressed.. heck. he even hands his spear to Marcus. Marcus looks confused but holds onto le spear.

Mathew's expression darkens slightly but then he smiles faintly. "Please..." Marcus is more confused then realizes. "oh. I think he wants you to kill him too..."

Marcus nods. "Well.. uh.. since i'm weird.. how'd you like to die?.." Mathew shakes his head. "Just do it. i honestly.. don't care anymore.."

Marcus oh so casually impales Mathew with his own spear- which Mathew doesn't seem to notice, he just stumbles back, and actually falls from whatever floor of the building there on-

Marcus nods. "Yuup. that was oddly easy." and cue necromancy working cause Mathews plan was to get himself killed to bring Corrupt back-

Marcus tilts his head. "What?.."

"Ah shit." Marcus exhales slowly.

Marcus exhales slowly. "Why do you ask?" he turns around to face him.

"Weellll.. cause your.. uh.... boyfriend... necromancy?.." Marcus is feeling very awkward, and he still got some of Matt's blood on his jacket-

Marcus goes slightly pale. "What makes you say that?"

Marcus is mildly relieved. "Well.. uh. heh." Mathew is very much dead on the ground outside-

still by the building-

((oh my-)) Marcus exhales slowly. "This.. is gonna suck. majorly."

Marcus is just kinda debating his life choices-

"Whatcha planning..?"

"Didn't that fail miserably last time..?" Marcus pauses then smirks. "I have an idea. its weird. it might not work. but its a plan!"

"Well so Corrupt wants to kill us cause we- well i- killed mathew right? well that's one reason.. but.. how about we make a bargain with him? We'll bring Mathew back under the condition he doesn't destroy any more worlds or hurt people? and if he breaks the promise.. Mathew simply dies?"

"either he dies or we can kill them both-"

Marcus nods. "Alright."

"Then shall we go make a deal with a psychopathic robot clone?"

"I meant to say 'and a clone'"

"As in Mathew-"

"Yeah. now. uh.. shall we both go? or should just one of us go?"

"Alright." Marcus nods. "Should we wait for him to come here or go find him?"

"Alright." Marcus sits down and just, waits.

"Geez.. this is taking a while.." He sighs.

Marcus stands. "Finally!"

Marcus shakes his head. "Me and my.. friend here have a deal for you.." He gestures to Scorp when he says 'friend'

"Just hear me out. If you promise not to kill anyone, destroy universes and stuff like that... we'll bring Mathew back.. and you two can live peacefully together.. but if you'd rather die instead of be with him again that's fine. we can do that too."

Marcus tilts his head. "Well. what'll it be?"

"You have my word." Marcus holds out his hand. "If that's not enough there's always a magic seal and all that jazz."

theres a slight tingle and Mathew, still at the building, jerks awake and starts breathing heavily, he's confused- Marcus nods. "Now.. you should find Mathew.. he'll be quite confused. also. just know if you break your end of the deal.. Mathew will die. and then your next. you understand?"

Mathew is curled up, sobbing, he thinks it didn't work- the necromancy I mean.

Mathew jerks upright and stares. "Oh.. oh my gods.. it.. it worked..." and he jumps up and hugs him tight, shivering.

"How.. how..?"

"Y-y-y-you.. you where.. d-dead..." Mathew starts sobbing again.

Mathew smiles a bit. "S-so.. it did work... then.. h-how am I back...?.."

Mathew tenses. "Huh..?"

"how.."

"Oh.. but.. why then..?"

"And you.. really? y-you'd.. give up what you enjoy for me..?" Mathew's honestly flattered

"Heh.. w-wow.." Mathew hugs him tight. "honestly.. i didn't expect that..."

Mathew hums along, happy.

Mathew winces a bit. "Ah geez.. never get impaled. it hurts like hell.."

"Well at least your nerve endings die once the incision is made.." Mathew huffs softly, he's just kinda salty right now-

Mathew then blinks. "Oooh you know what hurts a lot more then both of those-?"

"Burning alive." Mathew inhales sharply. "That. That burns. no pun intended."

"Yuup." Mathew nods. "Ugh. just think about it.." he shudders. "Melting flesh and the smell of burning hair.."

"Yeah." Mathew looks uncomfortable now. "Geez.. freezing would be better.. least you'd be numb... but burning?" he pauses. "Now i honestly want to try it-"

Mathew blinks. "How'd that even work..?" he then gasps. "Oooh aciiidddd. melting alive!?" he cackles. "Oh that'd be so much fun!"

Mathew looks overexcited about the prospect of these new ways of dying-

Mathew looks over. "Oh! its a- uhm... shit i forgot your name-"

"OOOH yeaaah. Samael?-"

((oop new line lmao)) Mathew nods. "Its been awhile. wanna join in on our random conversation on the worst way to die?"

(its fine) "Alright. what do you think is the most painful way to die? So far its burning alive." Mathew kinda sits on the ground, very into this conversation XD

Mathew blinks. "Huh. That would hurt.." he now has a sadistic grin on his face then he realizes. "oooooh I know what would hurt so so much more!!" he flicks a small, vial out of his sleeve and into his hand, the vial is full of a clear liquid. "This my friends.. is called liquid air."

"Its an Estillian poison." Mathew explains, shrugging. "No clue how its made though."

"But I know what it doesssss~"

"Wanna know?" Mathew asks, smirking faintly.

"So basically if you drink it it'll slowly melt your insides, increase every bit of pain you feel by.. i dunno how much.. and it'll basically make you immortal, cause once the effects start, the only way you can die is once the poison is done with you.. which it takes a full 6 hours for it to kill you. and those six hours are basically just... agony." Mathew sounds unnaturally calm about explaining this.

Mathew nods. "Yeah. the person who made it also made something called 'Solid air.' its a pretty great weapon honestly."

Mathew rummages through his pockets. "I.. think i have a cube of it somewhere..."

Mathew huffs. "Nope i do-" he shrieks and yanks his hand outta his pocket, a thin sliver of what looks like glass is stabbed completely through his finger.

Mathew pulls it out and swears softly. "tada. solid air.." he huffs. "It can literally cut through anything." (what?)

(ooo its gonna be great! can't wait to see it!) Mathew shrugs. "All i know is some guy named Ting Ting makes it. and yeah. I'm fine. it might've gone through bone but its just a needle prick thing."

(Oooh! can you use google hangouts on it? cause i can give you my email if you wanna chat on there.) Mathew shrugs. "Estaill." then he glances at Corrupt. "Dont worry love. it'll heal fast." he smiles.

(rip) "Its another dimension like thing. but-" Mathew pauses. "OH! i know where he isss!"

"Buut.. why do you want to find him..?" Mathew sounds.. oddly wary.

Mathew shrugs. "no clue."

"But still. why do you want to find him-?"

Mathew nods slowly. "Alright... that better be all." he looks confused now. "Okay. what the heck happened to me-!?" he's just staring at his hands, confused at why he's concerned about a guy he's never met.

"Huh. must be instinct..." he mumbles softly, then starts looking the sliver of air over, wiping his own blood off it. "Well. anywho. he's in Kahbai. its a small town in Estaill."

Mathew then looks surprised. "Wow. thats... mildly disturbing and fascinating at the same time.."

he's staring at the solid air

Mathew then summons his spear and easily, way to easily, cuts the tip off it with the air. "Huh. that's.. wow. i think its alive or somethin.. its.. kinda growing.."

"See?" he holds it out, it is in fact, slowly getting taller, and sharper. "It gets more and more confusing."

"No. No you dont.." He then sets it on the ground and then gets the wonderfully stupid idea to lightly set his hand on top of it and simply waits. "Hm. its not doing anything. guess it can tell there's something above it.."

"I wonder if it'll ever stop growing..." Mathew murmurs, leaving his hand there. the air has had enough of Mathews games and starts growing again, but now at a much faster rate and just stabs through his hand. but its still about the same thickness as a needle so.. it doesn't make a big hole.. but it does continue growing after it goes cleanly through mathews hand-

Mathew is just staring at the clear sliver stabbed through his hand. "Wow. oddly enough. that really didn't hurt.." his slight expression of mild pain says otherwise-

Mathew gasps softly at the pain and shivers a lil. "Stars above.."

Mathew smiles a lil. "You didn't have to do that." the air feels abandoned and shrinks into a lil cube.

Mathew then smiles a bit more. "But thank you." he kisses his cheek. The air feels no longer abandoned and sits there. doing nothing.

Then the air starts growing again

Mathew chuckles softly. "Heh. I loove you..~" The air quivers a bit and then spins in Samaels hand.

the air points south.

the air changes direction every now and then, leading Samael somewhere.

Then they get to a small house in the middle of a huge forest and the air is quivering like mad, pointing at the house.

Theres a man sitting at a desk, its Ting Ting- somehow Samael can just tell- and he looks back and jumps. "O-OH MY!" The air stops quivering.

"Oh!" Ting Ting adjusts his glasses and walks over. "I see.. how'd you get this anyways..?"

"Ah. I see.." Ting Ting nods. "Well now that your here.. could I interest you in a cup of tea?"

"Alright. you can sit down if you'd like." Ting Ting smiles. gesturing to a chair nearby then goes to get them both some tea. The solid air in Samaels hand becomes a cube again.

Ting ting returns with tea. "Oh-" he then shakes himself and hands Samael a tea cup. "Hope you like it." he smiles some more and sits across from Samael.

Its an oddly sweet yet mildly bitter taste. "Well.. why are you here? besides following the direction of the solid air of course."

Ting Ting nods. "I see. well, i can teach you about its uses if you'd like."

Ting Ting stands up. "Well. first off there's something you should know about this world. Theres this huge company basically running it. its called Venta. and well.. lets just say the weapons they create can kill gods as easily as killing a mortal man.. so.. just warning you.. be careful who you accidentally make angry.. not saying your trying to! but-" he shakes his head and coughs. "Okay. anywho. come with me."

Ting Ting walks over to a closet and opens the door, then jumps into a small hatch. "Careful coming down. There are spikes everywhere."

There are spikes of Solid air pretty much everywhere. "The first time i ever made it i kinda left it down here.. so this is how its made really.. it grows." Ting Ting smiles faintly and then gently grabs Samaels arm and leads him through the slight maze of air.

"Thats what they all say. but it really is!" Ting Ting smiles. "Now.. just back heeerreee is...." he brings Samael to a small room. "Here we are." its just a small office like area, there's a large wolf/dragon like machine in the corner, it raises its head and growls. "Oh hush. There a guest." The wolf dragon lowers its head and returns to its nap.

"Diomedes is kinda like a pet and a friend. he's overly lazy most of the time though.. It's Evelyn whos really the one who bites.." Ting Ting shakes his head. "Anyways. uses.. well of course it can be made into weapons. like this-" he gestures to a large battle-ax on the wall, the entire ax head is made of solid air.

"Its mildly difficult to make weapons out of an animate material though.." Ting Ting says softly. "but there are ways.. as you can see here.." he points to small veins in the ax. "If you infuse liquid air into the solid air it'll keep its shape. and it'll make the weapon virtually indestructible."

Ting Ting smiles a bit. "You can also use solid air like armor and other such tools."

"And to be perfectly honest, Liquid air can really only be used as a poison and to make solid air stay still." Ting Ting shrugs then pauses. "Huh. Your actually interested in this?" he smiles. "Well then. I'll continue!" and he just explains many other uses for Solid air.

Ting Ting shakes his head. "No. Most people just come here to order some. or uhm.. in the rare instance." he clears his throat and adjusts his glasses. "Threaten me."

"To get what they want." Ting Ting shrugs. "And to make me do things they want? no clue."

"Yeah." he rubs his arm, slightly nervous now.

"Mmhm." He nods. "Yeah. f-fine."

"My minds just.. wandering." Ting Ting adjusts his glasses again. ((also uh- fun fact time- Ting Ting is like.. 37- but he's exactly four feet tall- he's short-))

"Yeah."

"Anyways. what now?"

"I-" Ting Ting stops talking. "Why do you ask..?" he shakes his head. "Ah nevermind.. to be honest, i was kinda just messing around.."

Ting Ting nods. ((when part of your brain starts shipping them, then you remember the poly ship with Mathew corrupt and Samael and now you can't decide which ship is better-))

(which ship is better in your opinion-) "Nope. It'll stop when it wants to stop."

"Pretty much." (Yes. They're just a lovely couple-)

(well they will be-)

Ting Ting nods. "Well.. what n-" he suddenly looks delighted. "I can show you something new I'm working on!!"

Ting Ting smiles and grabs his arm again and leads him into another place in the basement air maze, there, in a small pot, is something smoking. "its.. well.. uhm... its complicated to explain really.. but take air. and set it on fire. and thats kinda what this is.. but not."

Ting Ting shakes his head and grabs some tongs and pulls out a small cube of solid air, but its smoking like mad, he sets it on the table and it burns straight through it. "See? its weird." he says as he picks it up with the tongs again.

"Actually its very hot." Ting Ting laughs.

He then puts the air back into the pot thing and adjusts his glasses.

(its fine) Ting Ting adjusts his glasses again, a slightly dorky grin on his face. "Anyways. Thats really all i have to show you.."

Ting Ting smiles a lil more. "Thanks. really.. i uhm.. its just.." he laughs softly, unable to find the right words to describe how happy he is that someones finally interested in the process and not just wanting it.

Ting ting smiles. "Y-Yeah. heh. sorry i just.. don't spend a lot of time with people or uhm.. other beings..." He looks down, mildly nervous now. "I'm preettyyy much alone out here.. so uhm.. I'm not good with.. uh.. social interactions.."

(i just thought of something very depressing-)

Ting ting chuckles softly. (What if you know.. uhm. With Mathew and Corrupt or Ting Ting and Samael- One of the members of the couple was actually just using the other the whole time..?)

(That would be quite depressing- But which of them would ever betray the other-? I mean, I can sort of see Mathew kinda using Corrupt.. but at the same time he's been acting way to nice to be using him.. or is that all an act?! oh geez now I'm questioning my characters-) Ting Ting smiles back.

(oh my.)) Marcus shrugs. "I have no idea." Mathew looks up. "Oh. he's gone." Ting Ting shrugs. "uhhmm.. more tea?.. and we can just.. uh... talk? i dunno."

(Why?) Mathew shakes his head. "Nah. If he left he clearly doesn't wanna be with us." Ting Ting nods and goes to make more tea. Marcus sighs. "I'll give them a month or less before they hurt someone."

(Yeah. Well Mathew kinda has a weird thing for Assholes- that sounds so wrong-) Marcus nods. "Yup." Ting Ting comes back with tea. "Here we go." Mathew yawns a bit and hugs Corrupt more. "Bleh."

(XD And welcome back.) Ting Ting smiles. "I'm bored. that's all." Mathew grumbles

(course! :p ) Ting Ting blushes a lil bit, adjusts his glasses, and sips some tea. Mathew exhales softly. "What should we doo...??"

Mathew sighs. "We can't go kill people... so that sucks.. WAIT." he sits up quickly. "Wait wait wait.. they planned this... we can't even defend ourselves.... WHAT THE HELL!?" he's angry now- Ting Ting just sips his tea, unable to find something to talk about.

Ting Ting chokes on his tea for a bit then coughs and shakes himself. "W-Well.. uhm... hm.. what.. uhm.. what do you do for uh.. for fun..?" Mathew growls softly. "those... little... shits..."

Ting Ting blinks a few times. "O-Oh? take.. taking souls? that's.. uhm.." he clears his throat and smiles. "Alright. I'm not judging. besides. making clothes is really handy! Your probably really good at it!" Mathew looks like he's about to kill someone-

Ting Ting nods. "I see." he then looks mildly embarrassed. "I... I was honestly about to ask how.. taking ones soul works." he laughs softly. "I've.. uhm.. never seen it done... since.. most people can't do that.. so.. you have a rare gift." he smiles. Mathew relaxes a bit and kisses back

"Really?" Ting Ting blinks a few times. "W-well.. could you show me..? you don't have to of course."

Ting Ting stares at the portal for a few seconds, then nods and sets his teacup down i stands. "o-okay." he hesitates for a bit. "do.. uhm.. i just go through..? s-sorry.." he laughs softly.

Ting Ting nods and walks through and stares around.

Ting Ting tilts his head. "Where.. are we?"

"Ah. I see.. its very uhm..." Ting Ting looks around. "Blankk.."

Its very blank. "Uhm... you could.. try it on mee..?.. and just.. put it back after..? but if that's not possible then UHHmm.. please don't.."

A look of momentary panic flashes across his face then he nods. "O-Okay." ((oh wow. now i get to tell you backstory XD))

Ting Ting nods. "Yeah. Yeah. its fine."

Ting Tings soul is slightly faded but its a pretty tealish color. "O-Oh!" ((just lemme know when i should do backstory-))

((oh waiiit you said 'have access' not 'i need to access'-))

Ting ting winces a bit gasping softly. All i have to say is Ting Tings life has been quite violent but he's always been a pacifist, he's slightly depressed, and he left all his friends back in his homeland, he's been living here alone for 16 years.. he's attempted suicide once.. he's tripped and fallen down into the basement and gotten mildly impales multiple times, and his full name is so impossible to read/pronounce its no wonder everyone calls him Ting Ting.

*impaled

Ting Ting is crying silently cause every memory is coming back to him kind of. (Yeaaah Ting Tings life is harrddd- well was. what makes it worse is he still can't really speak English that well)

Ting Ting is staring mildly blankly, tears slowly flowing down his face.

Ting ting shakes himself and wipes his tears. "t-that.. that was.. o-oh my.. heh... i.."

"Y-You.. you okay..?"

Ting Ting nods. "y-yeah.. yeah. f-fine.."

Ting Ting nods again. "y-yeah.."

Ting Ting hesitates again then walks through.

Ting Ting tilts his head a bit. "Hm. What song is that?.."

"Aha. I see." Ting Ting nods.

He smiles back.

"Well.. now what?" Ting Ting looks around at his house, unsure of what to do.

Ting Ting thinks for a long while. "Hm.. well.. there's not much to do.. uhm... well. since you've seen all you came to see.. you could go back to.. uh.. wherever you came from..? maybe there'd be more for you to do there..? i dunno."

"Oh?" He looks mildly surprised then smiles sadly. "Guess we're stuck in the same boat in two different oceans then eh..?" he then shakes his head. "That metaphor made no sense."

Ting Ting sighs softly. "Geez.. where both just a couple of misfits then eh..?"

"I sound like a broken record." He laughs quietly.

Ting Ting then smiles. "Speaking of broken recordss... i have one.. its really weird though."

"It kinda talks. not sings.. and its.... kinda creepy." Ting Ting shivers a bit.

"I'll try and see if i can find it."

Ting Ting goes to a closet and rummages around then walks back out with a record and a record player. "Found it."

The record looks normal enough except a couple scratches. Ting Ting sets up the record player and plays the record. "It lives. it breathes. it laughs. it cries. It lives. it sleeps. it dies- it dies- it dies- it dies-" then it continues to repeat "it dies" Ting Ting blinks. "Hm. It changed again.. it didn't say that last time.."

(Maybe thats what i'm going for lmao-) "Yeah." Ting ting adjusts the player's needle and what the record says changes. "Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to the other shore; into eternal darkness; into fire and into ice- fire and into ice... ice- ice- ice-"

"Normal is an illusion.. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly- for the fly- the fly- the fly- the fly-you- are- the fly- the fly-”

"Mmhm." Ting Ting tilts his head. "Wonder what its trying to say..?" "Demons are like obedient dogs; they come when they are called... called- called-" the record stops and in a simple voice it says softly. "You called?"

(Yes- I'm legit so tempted to turn this into an odd SCP mixed with these two rp-) "Hellooo?" The records voice seems to laugh. "Anyone there??"

(aight. people will be coming soon- i just want some time with laughing at Samael talking to an inanimate speaking object XD) "Aha! Finally. I knew I wasn't alone!" The record sounds relieved. "What're your names..?" Ting Ting looks suddenly nervous.

"My name..? my name. my name my name my name.... hmmmmmm.." The record sounds confused and thoughtful. "I cannot remember my given name.. its been soo long. buut... most people usually Stanton. dunno why though." Ting Ting nods slowly. "w-well.. Stanton.. I'm Ting Ting.."

Theres a faint shuffling from the record as if whoever recorded it, if it was recorded, was moving around. "Samael and Ting Ting.. lovely names," Stanton says, his voice now oddly kind.

"No idea." Stanton laughs softly. "I was just listening to one of my favorite songs and suddenly.. well. i was here."

"Yeah." theres a knock on the door. "Oh no." Stantons voice is mildly panicked now-

Ting Ting huffs and goes to answer the door. "I knew they'd come.. I knew they'd come.... I knew they'd come!!" Stantons voice is a slight hiss.

Ting Ting turns. "Huh..?" Another knock. Ting Ting sighs and comes back over. "Okay okay.." Stanton starts humming a soft tune, clearly agitated.

Ting Ting blinks. "w-wh-?" and cue someone kicking down the door- Stanton continues to hum-

Ting Ting looks startled. "Uh. No!" he then grabs a small knife ((yeah. that'll help XD)) Stantons humming stops for a second then continues.

"I won't!"

"I'm tougher then i look. trust me." Ting Ting whispers. "b-besides... i.. i don't want to run knowing I'm leaving you alone..!" "Wow. so romantic!" Stanton comments randomly then pauses. "Sorry sorry. bad time." cue people-

((when you don't know how to play the SCP people-)) Ting ting looks nervous- "Ah. We're all quite dead aren't we?" Stanton says calmly.

"hm. theres no o-" the record stops. Ting Ting looks around. "Thats.. weird...." he then, clutching his knife, walks over to where the door is.

Theres no one. "Huh. maybe.. we where over reacting....?" Ting Ting sighs.

Ting Ting sighs. "geez.."

"I wonder where they went-" "Try behind you maybe?" says a female voice.

There's just a woman behind them. "Wow. three in one day? sweet. now its best if we do this the easy way." Ting Ting exhales shakily.