the skrunkly scrimblo

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bakugo mario

marlio

undertoad cool

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Sayori: So, what exactly did happen? What’s the reason of your destructive impulses?
Sephiroth: *sigh* It all started back in Shinra. I was considered the best 1st Class SOLDIER in Shinra, and because of this, Shinra started to demand more out of me. Due to this, I considered resigning from Shinra. Once, when I was sent alongside Zack to one of the reactors to investigate a monster outbreak, I accidentally discovered the remains of Mother, and I begun to read documents regarding my origins. Upon learning that the Cetra were eradicated by humans, I couldn’t help but seek revenge on everyone who had betrayed me, all for the sake of Mother. I burned Nibelheim down and tried to retrieve Mother’s remains. Cloud even tried to kill me by throwing me into the Lifestream, but I survived. And from there, all I wanted was to obtain power via the entire Lifestream
Sayori: So Shinra was objectifying you?
*Sephiroth turns his head to the side, tears streaming from his eyes*
Sayori: It’s ok, take your time
Sephiroth, with tears still in his eyes: I…don’t want to talk about it anymore…I can only wonder why everyone did this to me…..
Sayori: I don’t quite know that feeling, to be perfectly honest. And I wouldn’t stand having it happen to me either. But I just want to know one thing. Of everyone who was present during your Smash entry, why were you only thinking about me? Even after all of these people betrayed you during your Shinra days? And even when I would constantly physically attack you for no reason?
Sephiroth: I always saw you as a genuinely nice person, someone who would actually be there for me instead of flat out taking advantage of me. Even when you would come out of nowhere and attack me, I still didn’t give up hope that you’d eventually come to terms with whatever really happened
Sayori, tearing up: Sephiroth, please…you’ve been looking out for me all along, and all I did in return was stab you in the back
Sephiroth: Sayori, don’t be so hard on yourself. It’s not like you would’ve been able to figure that out immediately
Sayori: Y-you’re not mad, Sephiroth?
Sephiroth, smiling: Why would I be, Sayori? After all, I myself owe you an apology for getting on your nerves
Sayori: It’s completely ok, Sephiroth
*Sayori and Sephiroth hug each other, with warm, happy tears streaming from their eyes*
Sephiroth, getting up to leave Sayori’s dorm room: Alright, Sayori. We’ll meet up later
Sayori: Ok, bye Sephiroth!
Sephiroth: Goodbye, Sayori *shuts Sayori’s door*

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nice undertale au just dont like the fandom revolving around underfell like at all

Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.

FIVE NIGHT AT FEDS