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"CHIPS AHOY, LANDFAGGOTS!" A voice screams out, shrill, sounding almost like an overheating computer. It interrupted Susie's heartfelt monologue about finding Ralsei, Asgore, and the others. Her eyes almost bulged out of her head as she looked between Kris and Noelle.
"Can they say that??" She rasped out, smiling awkwardly.
The mast of a ship is visible now, emerging from the shimmering, ever-changing swirl of grey that Kris, Noelle, and Susie have begun to associate with the Dark Fountains. The ship slowly appears out of the grey, revealing a skeletal… Man? Perhaps? I've forgotten.
Anyways, back to the story.
Their features are melted, cracks in some sort of bone-coloured jelly dripping that same glittering substance that seems to ooze out of the air around you. They're adorned in a stereotypical pirate outfit, but with a long lab-coat of sorts draped over it. They seemed to be almost dyed green, a light tinge of the colour covering their entire body.
"…I- I don't think you c-can say that, sir?" Noelle stuttered out, looking more concerned than anything, which is probably good, considering all of the stress she'd been through the past couple days at the hands of the Dark Worlds.
"MY MY MY NOELLE 'I LIKE EM WITH PICA AND ABUSIVE PARENTS' HOLIDAY, DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE ONE TO BE HOMOPHOBIC." They started, expressionless face tilting upwards. "FAGGOT FAGGOT FAGGOT FAGGOT FAGGOT FAGGOT-" They kept going for as long as they could in one breath, grin growing after they finished. (aka i'm not writing allat.)
"-NOW I'VE CALLED EVERYONE YOU EVER MET A FAGGOT EXCEPT FOR SOUP CARD BECAUSE I DON'T LIKE HIM." They exclaimed, getting an audible whine from somewhere hidden off-stage/screen. They turned towards the sound, unsheathing a cutlass from seemingly nowhere and brandishing it in the general direction of said sound.
"SHUT THE ACTUAL FUCK UP YOU BITCH!" They screamed, throwing the cutlass towards the perpetrator in an attempt to hit vitals.
"T-thanketh thou for the-th gifteth!" The voice exclaimed, breathless. It was pretty obviously Rouxls, with the heavy accent trying and slightly succeeding at covering up an even heavier lisp. His arm reached out to the sword, grabbing at it needily. He returned to whatever compartment he was in previously, occasionally glancing out at the weird evil jello thing.
The ship started to slowly pull away from the little patch of land holding Kris, Noelle and Susie, and the three of them would be left alone if it weren't for the boat stopping directly in front of Susie. A shadow of a cat, something Kris has seen many times before, staring directly at the trio with piercing yellow and pink eyes.
"I'm here too." It said, smile growing unnaturally, shifting in the limited light.
The boat continued on, the glinting, almost glassy form of the Roaring Knight pressed into a dagger-like shape as it pressed the boat further with its nose.
"Fuck You" It remarked, pointed directly at Noelle, who recoils at the strong language. She looked shocked to the point of hysteria as the boat slowly made its way out of view.
What a stupid fucking experience.
NOT worth 25 Dollars.