Tablet: Club. Definitely.

Know I haven’t been on in a while.

Can’t risk it either. <XD

Yeah. Nebula just happened to demonically possess one of the peeps who stole the cake. Little did Nebula know that that was his death wish signed, stamped, and notarized.

Tablet: Woah, easy! I was planning on waiting till you were back to your old self! ... Was my message not clear, or was I a bit too theatrical with the request?

Tablet: Well, bear in mind: I usually play my games with humans, but they tend to be too “fragile,” shall we say. However, you, I’ve heard, are quite the swordsman in a proper form. And do consider my offer: you’re used to possessing bodies by now, and the body I’d draw would be devoid of a soul; you wouldn’t be fighting for control or anything, like with your other possessions. So think of this: I draw you a new - and, if requested, improved - swordsman body. In return, you take me up on a challenge…

… to test my improved A Form’s blade against your own? ((Sorry for the submission instead of an ask. You’d been drawing Dark Matter in my responses, I felt bad that you were going that far for lil’ old me, and I can’t use pictures and Ask at the same time ;w; Thank you for answering so often~!))

“I understand the offer, but there’s really no need for a new body. I like how my default form is, and it lets me not worry about small physical wounds.”

The matterling tried to cross what he could of his ‘arms’.

“I also don’t posses much more, only if I have to. It takes energy, so your idea would hinder me.”

There was a pause, as he looked at the other, transformed?

And then, Swordsman grabbed his Rainbow Sword. Better safe than sorry.

“I’m not in a fighting mood, in this form, such a challenge now is cowardly. I’d like if you would be willing to wait before fighting me. I’ll be willing to spar another day, even if I don’t take up the other offer.”

Medium’s Sigil, from the VS mode background, and from the boss arena.

The version in the boss arena is split into quarters, and its colors are instead achieved with lights and animated texture effects to get the “moving gradient” look it has in game.

We stan!!!!

chaotic good

Mood.

Force my Muse to Spill their Secrets

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

❓- Free Space! Ask them about a specific secret!

Varnish sat in front of the gate to Medium's castle. The Canvas Plains had been rather uneventful today, and his rising boredom seemed ready to spawn a surprise nap.

Until, that is, his phone went off.

Varnish took out his phone and had it read the new notification.

 "New message from: Unknown Sender. Testing?"

     Oh, Varnish thought. Someone must have texted the wrong numb-

 "Arl-teesh-dla S.M.R."

     ... the Hells?

With nothing else demanding his immediate attention, and some worry for the well-being of the text-sender after that jumble of sounds in the second text, Varnish replied.

FROM: Varnish TO: Unknown

🍴: Are you okay? 😕

▲ Now that Link knew he had a fome- fone?- whatever- he couldn’t help himself, fiddling with it and pressing all the buttons. Next thing he knew, the words ‘sent’ and ‘all’ came up on his screen. Oops. He didn’t mean to do that.

FROM: Link TO: All

▲: testing? ▲: arltlyhl;dla,smr

Tablet: I realize your emotional troubles aren't due to your current form, just thought I'd mention something. And so what if you don't know me? All I was thinking in return was a simple game.

“…A game?”

There was distrust in the matter’s voice.

“I don’t know if I even need your help, but what ‘game’ do you mean?”

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