Dream smp rp (No hate, I shall soon stop putting this in titles :'> )

"You are not meant to be here"

*he stops humming to Imanburg anthem and turns to look at you*

"What do you require from this land that makes you wish to stay among the rubble"

???: Because I destroyed it.

Helios:Hello there what’s ur name

Wilbur: Oh hey. The name's Wilbur

Umbreon: hmmm...

*he doesnt notice U is there yet*

U: ...

*He is eerily humming the Imanburg anthem*

U: *approach*

*he hears U approaching and turn to look at him*

U: hello.

???: hey.

U: who are you?

Wilbur: Wilbur. Wilbur Soot.

U: ah... i know you.

Wilbur: Fine- Fine-

U: ...

Wilbur: Now- How the hell did you get like this?

U: maaaaaaay have killed my brother in a fit of jealousy.

Wilbur: Ah I see *completely unbothered by that statement*

U: turns out familicide isnt exactly what gets you into good graces with higher powers.

Wilbur: Relatable

U: heh.

Wilbur: Well I blew up my dads continent so were on the same page.

U: oh-

Wilbur: Im gonna stop you right there.

U: oh i know allllll about sally. time knows all!

Wilbur: *his hand closes around the hilt of his sword*

U: heh, you think that little metal stick will do much against me? trust me. *he leans in closer* it wont do much. *he hands wilbur a slip of paper* ill be in touch. *he pulls a hat from... somewhere, dusts it off then a sudden whip of wind stirrs up the snow, and covers U, when it dies down, he's completely, only the footprints of his shoes remain*

*he looks at the slip of paper*

*it says: if you ever want to talk, just burn the paper*

*wilbur pulls a match out of his pocket*

*you feel something on the back of the card*

*flips it over*

*its friction paper to light a match, and a lighter*

Wilbur: You do?

U: indeed. the man who destroyed his own country, killed by his own father, and revived by dream.

*he looks at you out of the corner of his eye, he looks almost shocked*

U: i know everyone wilbur soot, even the fact you are fundy's father, and were birthed from a fridge.

Wilbur: H-How?!

U: *smiles* thats for me to know and you to find out.

*wilbur glares*

U: *chuckles*

Wilbur: Tell me how you know this.

U: simple! i know everything! like that you f**ked a salmon and birthed fundy!

Wilbur: Ugh- *he puts a hand on his chest* What-

*its the same place you hit umbreon in, it hurts like a bitch*

Wilbut: *pained groan and stumbles back a few steps and clutches his chest*

*it heals*
U: sumthin about anything done to me will rebound 7 times worse.

Wilbur: Huh- Interesting-

U: yup.

Wilbur: *picks up his sword and looks at you with curiosity*

U: ...

Wilbur: resist the urge-

U: dont.

Wilbur: *stumbles back* Oh hell no- Not again-

U: ?

Wilbur: Your not a ghost are you...?

U: eh... Kinda? But not really. For example. *picks up a stone* I can interact with the world

Wilbur: Like- Did you "die"?

U: no. I never die.

Wilbur: Oh okay good-

U: can't really. Kinda cursed.

Wilbur: Immortality?

U: yes and no. *Wilbur feels a sharp pain in his chest*

*wilbur grabs the lighter and holds it to the corner of the paper*

*it ignites*
U: miss me already?

Wilbur: How. Do. You. Know. Me.

U: simple! i follow everyone with much interest!

Wilbur: So your a stalker?

YAEY

U: yes, but actually no. but for simplicities sake, yes.

Wilbur: *swings his sword at him*

U: *it goes right through*

Wilbur: *it hits the ground and makes a few sparks* W-Wha-

U: heh. I told you.

Wilbur: Well- what ya thinkin?

U: eh, no thoughts, head empty.

Wilbur: Your interesting-

U: i know, thats what thousands of years alone does to you.