why... why does the image exist... JUST WHY?????

W H A T.

THAT'S A GOOD IDEA

Now where's that shotgun?

Ink: *teleports* here *gives it*
(Ink, Dream & Pallete's reactions to the image:
Pallete: . . . *leaves the room to get a gun to shoot himself*
Dream: . now I wished the apple fricken killed me
Ink: . . . May I start UV 3.0 now-)

thank you! *shoots self*
(Yes, Ink. you can start UV 3.0 AS LONG AS X!GASTER DOES NOT GET INVOLVED IN THE MESS)

(Ink: OK! *takes his vials off and goes FRICKEN CRAZY after a bit*)
Ink: SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

Grace: What's going oooonnnn- WHY IS M DEAD!?
(Cross: M, what did you do?
Me IRL: I told Ink he could start UV 3.0 as long as X!Gaster didn't get involved over a picture of Buff Palette.
Cross: ...INK WAIT FOR ME)

(Ink: *GOING OFF TO START UV 3.0*)
Ink: *SCREEING IN I CAN START UV 3.0*
Me IRL: we found out buff pallete exists ;-;

Grace: ...As long as X!Bitch doesn't get involved, then I'm ok with it.
(Cross: Can I join, Ink?)

Ink: OKAY! *going off to start it*
Me IRL: *sugar peas PTSD*
(Ink: SURE!)

Grace: *joins Ink*
(Me IRL: Hey Dream.
Cross: Causing chaos with Ink*)

(Female Classic: *exists*
Me IRL: *<image> INTENSIFIES*

((Y) Same)

(THEY'RE A MOD DAMNIT, AND A POPULAR USER- even tho I have more followers than them ._ .)

(.-.)

(.. ANYWAYS-)

Ink: *SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-*
(Dream: what- why is Ink and Cross starting C H A O S?
Ink: WE'RE STARTING UV 3.0 TO DESTROY BUFF PALLETE, WANNA JOIN??
Dream: Shattered I have something for you-)

Grace: Wanna see the "The Cozy Cave" studio after UV 3.0?
(Shattered: Oh-ho BOY HERE I GO!
Grace: Wanna see the "The Cozy Cave" studio after this?)

Me IRL: idk
(Dream: for the very first time I AM LETTING YOU TAKE OVER AND KILL EVERYTHING
Ink: WAIT WHERE'S ERROR-)

NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO.

(I-)

(YES)

(ABYSS, NOW)

(VERY MUCH)

Grace: You get to wear pajamas and drink hot cocoa while telling scary stories.
(Shattered: Y E S =)
Error: I'M RIGHT HERE, MFS!)

Me IRL: ok
(Dream: ight take control-
Ink: TO START UV 3.0 TO KILL BUFF PALLETE- *notices the other image* . . . KILL ME-)

Grace: *poofs into an oversized white, grey, hot pink, and dark navy blue sweater* This is what I wear!
(Shattered: YES SIR =)
Error: Fuc dis shit I'm out.)

Me IRL: k
(Ink: *H E A V Y B R E A T H I N G*)

Grace: *poofs you into Pajamas and brings me back*
Me IRL: I liked being dead.
(Error: THEY ARE SIBLINGS-)

Me IRL: why, why did you do that?
(Ink: It's better off not having emotions and not existing)

Grace: Because I could.
(PJ: ...May I join UV 3.0?)

Me IRL: :0 * n o m *
Ink: :3
Me IRL: don't fricken watch me eat you stalker
Ink: ;-;

Me IRL: *making cake donuts*
(The kind you put in the ovem and bake)

Me IRL: almost done with meh slice
Ink: DANM YOUR FAST-
Me IRL: I LOVE CAKE-

Me IRL: Want some donuts when they're done?

Me IRL: y e s *has finished*
Ink: k

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=toKeGYXTRT8

*the oven dings*
Me IRL: *pulls the donuts out* Let them cool for about 7 minutes, then enjoy

Me IRL: (YESH)
Ink: k

Me IRL: also who wants to YEEHAW and beat up some UwU cats.

Ink: s u r e
Me IRL: I'M IN

Me IRL: *has some ropes, metal baseball bats, knives, swords, guns, GIANT PAINT BRUSHES, rocket launchers, and anti-heat fluid* Take what you need. I have 20 of each.

Ink: how are you so good at swords?
Sue: I was trained since I was 4 because when I was 2 I figured out how to summon my sword and I didn't take it off my back until I was tired.
Me IRL: that's pretty young
Sue: yep

Grace: *poof* *'ve been using them since I was 13.

Sue: I'm currently 14. And once I was 5 I was s t a b b e d in the center of my soul by a certain IDIOT*talking about Shattered* and that's how I can corrupt.

Grace: Need me to kill him real quick?

Sue: can't. Don't want Cross to kill me once he found out I sent you, do we?
Ink: 0-0
Me IRL: YOUR SMORT
Sue: I know, and shut up
Me IRL: -_-

Grace: True.....

Sue: Anyways, anything else you need me for?
Me IRL: don't think so
Ink: I agree with Toothless
Sue: well to more magic training from this male voice in my head- *teleports*

Me IRL: I got some of the edgy bad bois

Me IRL: k
Ink: wait did she say "male voice in my head-"
Me IRL: yes
Ink: what did she mean by that
Me IRL: good question

Grace: She said she has edgy bad bois, idiots.

Ink: (OH HECK YEAH) YEAAAAAAAAAAAA
Me IRL: hold on
Ink: what?
Me IRL: *get's Sue*
Sue: killing UwU Cat's are we? TIME FOR ME TO HAVE FUN! *chaotic laughter*
Ink: OH HELL YES- REEEEE-
(a s k S u e : imgflip.com/i/5hm21u)

Me IRL: NOW WE'RE TALKING! *kills an UwU cat via YEEHAW*

Ink: *k i l l i n g*
Me IRL: *shooting*
Sue: *slaying most of the UwU cat's in 1 shot*

Undyne: *SPEARS EVERYWHERE*
Classic: *BONES EVERYWHERE*
Me IRL: *covered in blood*

All 3: *covered in blood, mostly Sue tho, and she's enjoying it*

Everyone: *blood. blood everywhere*

Ted: . . . .
Sue: BLOOD, BLOOD EVERYWHERE
Ink: *killin'*
Me IRL: * K I L L I N G *

Me IRL: WHOOOO! *we're down to 8 left* Sue, you have the pleasure to kill the remaining 8.

Sue: *does so by throwing her sword and it comes back and she puts her sword on her back* done
Me IRL: DAMN
Ink: your a good child
Sue: I know I am

Me IRL: *off kidnapping the edgy demon wolf things*

Ink: ;-;
Me IRL: T-T
*A black force appears*
???: hi-
Ink: *Scream* WTF- oh.. umm.. hi?
???: ok then

Grace: Who are you?

Corrupt: Firstly, I'm Corrupt, secondly I'm the negativity that lives in Sue's soul, but the negativity in me was counteracted by the amounts of positivity she had. So I'm a being made of negative energy but is actually good .-.
Ink: .... ok???
Me IRL: :|

Negative!Grace(as a ghost but is visible and able to be heard): I'm her darkside. you can thank Shattered for creating me.

Corrupt: Shattered made me to .-.
Ink: ;-;
Me IRL: * s c r e e *

Negative!grace: Anyways. I like death and destruction. You?

Corrupt: . . . . umm... I'm not an evil entity. however I can kill.
Ink: wait ur eye sockets, nosehole and mouth glow white and everything else is-
Corrupt: yes
Ink: k
(I want to avoid racism)

Negative!Grace: Black shit comes out of my eyes when I'm pissed off.

Corrupt: oh cool. In my actual form(my deadly one) one of my eye sockets are pitch-black so you can't see anything through it

Negative!Grace: And Grace, as in, the form that is in control right now, is still upset from the time someone suggested her to be shipped with your creator.

It. H A U N T E D me for like... 9 HOURS!?

(I am wearing a thin sweater WITH LONG SLEEVES and somehow am not hot)
*hands you the bleach and unsee juice* here you go

(ok. but can you beat being in an Onzie for over 1 month without getting hot?)
T H A N K Y O U *takes and drinks the juice and bleaches meh eyes* JEEZ..... WHAT EVEN IS THAT IMAGE...

(I slept in fuzzy winter PJs in the summer 2 years ago for the ENTIRE SUMMER)
Probably not much worse than Frans

(JEEZUS-)
no... it's worse... actually...

(I have this new monthly series planned called The Cozy Cave. wanna be a September candidate for guest star? I already have one. CherryBloom is August.)
Probably as bad as buff Dream.

(yea)
No. W O R S E

(the rules for The Cozy Cave:
No stereotypes of stories unless you twist it in a way to make it more scary
No Creepypastas unless YOU own it
No tropes like Mary Sues
NO VOICE OVERS FOR ENTRY VIDEOS
and no asking for being guest star twice)

Probably as bad as buff Nightmare, Buff Dream, buff flowey, and buff sans mixed.

(ok)

*inhales* why the actual F U C K does BUFF PALLETE EXIST-

Me IRL: ...
(
)
(
Time to commit aliven't

Me IRL: ;-;
(Ink: SURE!)

Grace: You look good!
PJ: *casually pulls out rocket launcher and aims it at the ship*
Error: WHO GAVE THE KID A ROCKET LAUNCHER?! *scared noises*

Me IRL: ;-;
Ink: not me-
Gradient: the heck is- *notices the ship* WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT!?!?
Ink: I DON'T KNOW.
Gradient: alright, let's see what I got here-
Ink: ?
Gradient: *pulls out a mini nuke launcher* p e r f e c t
Ink: *CURSE WARNING* WHO THE F**K GAVE YOU THAT!?
Gradient: IT DOESN'T MATTER-

PJ: UNDERVERSE 3.0, HERE WE GO!
Me IRL: You look coot in that outfit, Toothless!

Me IRL: SHUT UP-
Ink: wait what-
Gradient: *loads the launcher with a mini-nuke* HERE WE GO-

Me IRL: *shows Ink Toothless in her pajamas*
PJ: *loads the rocket launcher* ALRIGHT.

Me IRL: * ✨middle finger✨ * w h y
Ink: . . .
Gradient: 3, 2, 1, FIRE- *shoot* ight time to run-

Grace: *teleports to the Doodlesphere*

Gradient: *teleports off*
Me IRL: NO-
Ink: *grabs me and teleports with meh*
Me IRL: REEEEEEEEE-

Grace: u_u

Corrupt: *takes his sword which is sharp af and has has sharp blades on it as well* e x c u s e m e?
Me IRL: it's true ;-;

Grace: *banging her head on a tree*

Corrupt: uh, you good?

Negative!: If she does that, then no.

Corrupt: ok

Negative!: It means she wants to die.

Corrupt: ok then

Me IRL: *takes what I need* ok let's go- 0-0
Ink: *has changed his clothes to a more "time to die" style* what ya think?
Me IRL: it's good, now take what ya need
Ink: K *does so*

Me IRL: *has one of everything*

Me IRL: LESS GO
Ink: Y E A S H

Grace: They're all in the basement. all 1,483,798 of them.

Me IRL: k
Ink: mk

Me IRL: First, we tie the one we want to kill up, and bring it outside. Then, with a weapon of our choice, e kill it in whatever way we want.

Ink: I have ways that are gruesome
Me IRL: sometimes I wonder why we're a thing
Ink: Ik

Me IRL: *has a pink UwU Cat* Ight. take your pick.

Ink: *grabs one*
Me IRL: *grabs another*

Me IRL: *teleports us to the classic universe with a few more UwU cats* I brought some extras for Classic and Undyne,
Undyne: *pounding her fists together*
Classic: *ready to give some bad times*

(we have a mod from MSMG follow this stream-)

(W H O)

(133 FOLLOWERS)

(What about them?)

(THEY'RE A MOD OF MSMG)

(What's MSMG?)

(MS_Memer_Group)

(Why is it so big?)

Me IRL: *not impressed* Ink let go of me
Ink: nu

Grace: *flops on her bed in her room*

Me IRL: Ink. let. go. of. me.
Ink: nu :3
Me IRL: -_- (HELP)

Grace: zzzz

Me IRL: ;-;
Ink: :3
Me IRL: -_-
Ink: :33
Me IRL: (h e l p . I ' m t r a p p e d . a n d h e w o n ' t l e t g o o f m e . P L E A S E G E T M E S O M E H E L P -)

Me IRL: *eating cake*

Me IRL: *wants cake* ;-;
Ink: ? :3
Me IRL: pls let go
Ink: nu
Me IRL: ;-;

Me IRL: She wants cake.

Me IRL: *nods*
Ink: k
Me IRL: and don't fricken feed me again
Ink: ;-;

Me IRL: *hands you a piece of chocolate cake*

W H A T

IDK