* Oh my!
* Are you, perhaps, a human?
* Forgive my confusion.
* It's been quite a while since I've seen one.
* I don't get out much, you see, ho ho!

Friendly Mannerisms

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DOCTOR'S VERY OWN!

THE DOOR ACTS AS A GATEWAY FAR FAR AWAY FROM THE DEEP

AUDIO_LAB

* Tra la la…
* You must be quite the quite the UNFORTUNATE SOUL to find yourself here.
* That means you certainly must’ve encountered the TRICKSTER already.
* Ha ha ha… it’s truly a miracle.
* A miracle that you’re still here. 
* After all, the GRAND HOLLOW is not kind to even us GRAND DARKNERS.
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This track plays in the ABYSS, the first area of Chapter 7’s Dark World, the GRAND HOLLOW. Resembling a subterranean cave, the ABYSS is home to many aquatic GRAND DARKNERS. The DARK FOUNTAIN emits so much pure DARK ENERGY that only the strongest of DARKNERS are alive. Will you be able to make it to the Trickster’s Den, or will you be subsumed by Darkness? Luck be with you, Lightbringers. 

Tra la la…

Track by @toastdot
Thumbnail art by @boomboom-64 and S.D.

Dark Descent

thumbnail by @DarkWorldz95
og https://soundcloud.com/chomps-lmao/awfully-convenient?ref=clipboard&p=i&c=0&si=396896BEC12641FCA8358F938B8249E5&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

CLAP ON,

The Hunt (For Your Soul)

Pesterphone

https://soundcloud.com/funny_manthe_clownguy

* (Blooky's shell shatters open!)

i feel beautiful


i finally feel like
i could walk on clouds again


49. BUSINESS

* Do you ever ponder about the past? The people in our life that just... left?
* It's only natural to move on... but do we ever, really?
* Whether we admit it or not, the people we once knew made a lasting impact on the person we are today.
* We may not even feel it...
* But when we try to forget them, they still make us who we are in the end.
* It may not have always been pleasant experiences, but they were experiences nonetheless. They make us... well, us!
* Of course, the finer details get lost over time.

* What was their eye color? What was their name?
* When did we meet? When did we say goodbye to each other for the last time?
* It's natural for you to forget. Don't worry, I forget stuff too!
* We just have to fill in the blanks sometimes. Faces are just blank canvases to fill out.
* The layers of paint are uneven and imperfect...
* But we wouldn't be people without them, no?
* ...It doesn't matter in the end, anywho. The ones we remember are simply vessels, through which we relive important moments in our life.
* If anyone else was there in their place, would it even matter? Would you even notice?
* As we get older, the finer details get lost over time.
* Faces are just blank canvases to fill out. The layers of paint are uneven and imperfect.
* Yet behind it you can see so little.
* Who were they to me? Who was I to them?
* ...It isn't just the people either.

* Places, events...
* Reality.

* That ELECTRIC DETERMINATION... that's what truly brings this world to life, no?
* Despite how everything you’ve experienced has only been pictures and sounds... you know exactly how to fill in the gaps between.

* It's natural for you.
* That thin line between what is and what could be...
* You may thread it carefully at first, but that can only get you so far.
* You become reckless. You do things you wouldn't have imagined doing. You become someone you couldn't have imagined being.
* It's disgusting. It's sick.
* You LOVE it all the more.
* What's even real, when the whole world's your plaything?
* You're all the same. Mortals dig deeper and deeper. Not for a purpose, no, no, just for the thrill of it.
* In the end, I suppose it's the journey that mattered.
* How revolting!

* Through your perverted sentimentality, you give this world form. You toy with the lives you stole, like a child plays with dolls.
* Likewise... a child grows, and during this difficult time it seeks expression and discovery through the midst of familiarity! You insert yourself into a story. You claim ownership over a person you're not.
* Plair isn't even conscious. They're just a buncha metal! They don't think. They don't speak. They can't speak. They can't listen, and they can't empathize.
* Fuhuhu...! You should be happy! You don't have to feel bad about stealing the life of someone who had none in the first place. How fortunate for you.

* ...

* There are things in our childhoods that we would like to forget.
* That monster inside our closet. Those hands that will grasp at your throat the second the basement lights turn off...
* It's natural for you to forget. Especially when you're trying to.
* Don't worry. I won't mind.
* I'll always be there. In the back of your mind. Biding my time.
* Forget all about me, if you want to.
* The things we try to forget become our worst nightmares.




// not very proud of this track im not good at coming up with long songs maybe itll get remade later idk

51. Mortal Digs

* ( Your annoying alarm is going off! )
* ( Your annoying alarm is going off! )
* ( Hey, Hey! It's Time to get up! )
* ( Hey, Hey! It's Time to get up! )
* ...
* ( That's your annoying alarm song. )

snd_alarm

just a girl who lobves her music..
pfp by dingalinglovers on discord

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Roxy!