Mun finally finished the hardest parts of the app after a lot of trouble.

[antiblackcoat]

Awww, do you want a cookie? You're not done yet. You still have that sample, don't you? So get to work. No breaks.

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[gypsy_portals]

...I'd like to sample a cookie!

[antiblackcoat]

...

[He is facepalming.]

It's called mocking.

[gypsy_portals]

[She's well aware; you don't deal with a lifetime of being mocked without growing intentionally blind to it.]

Mocking cookies? Ooh, those are tough! They seem easy, but getting the mockingbirds to stay quiet when you bake them is a real chore!

[antiblackcoat]

[He doesn't realize this. So he just thinks she's stupid. Oops.]

...What? You actually bake birds into cookies?

[threefoldterror]

['Sup, best bro?]

Going somewhere? Geez, the least you could have done was invited me.

[But like the boy he got his face from, this Nightmare is terrible at pretending to be upset.]

[antiblackcoat]

[...Just a minute. Allow him to hug you, bro. Because his canon point? Is after death.]

...Y-Yeah. sorry about that. I'll try to make room for you if you show up in the future.

[...He is very sad. And trying to hide it.]

[threefoldterror]

[Woah, wait, he did not sign up for this hugging thing what are you doing--]

Hey! [A laugh - yeah, so much for even pretending to be a little bit upset.] What's with you?

[...though really, he doesn't mind a bit, even though he's wondering where this is coming from. He'll smile and hug his friend back, though, because that seems like the thing to do.]

And yeah, you better. The three of us are supposed to stick together, aren't we?

[antiblackcoat]

Yeah. Stick together...

[...no, he can't let his friend no. Because there's just... Too much sad there.]

I think you'd like it. Apparently, I'm still in a position to act like a Nightmare.

[threefoldterror]

[Maybe it's better not to tell him - he wouldn't believe it. He wouldn't want to, anyway.]

Seriously? [He doesn't know a lot about the worlds...games?...in this place, but he does know that most of them sound pretty hard for a Nightmare to live in.] I like the sound of it already. What kind of place is it?

[Because even if he can't go there, he still wants to hear about it.]

[antiblackcoat]

Well, uh... I'm going to be a Reaper.

[AVOIDING MENTIONING HE'D BE DEAD.]

And we get to play games. Lots of them. And the Reaper's job is to take out as many Players as possible. The location always changes, but... The game remains the same.

[threefoldterror]

So it really is just like hunting down spirits, huh?

[That really does seem like his kind of game. Man, why does he have to stay behind?]

Yeah, well, you're going to be the best "Reaper" there...since you won't have us to compete with.

[He's just teasing. If they were all there, they'd be a team. Obviously.]

[inversed]

You bet. We can't attack Players directly, but... Well, you know I'll be able to handle myself.

[Have some hair ruffles, bro.]

[threefoldterror]

[fjailks NOT FAIR. But...oh well. It's not like he isn't used to hair ruffles.]

That just means you have to be creative! You'll do great.

[But there is something else on his mind...]

...You'll still visit places like this every now and then, right? So that we can see you?

[inversed]

...Of course I will.

['Because I won't be able to see you any other way.']

[threefoldterror]

Good.

[Because the idea of losing either one of his friends for good, for whatever reason, is absolutely unthinkable. There are a lot of things he would do before ever letting that happen.]

And you have to tell me everything, too, since I don't get to see it.

[inversed]

I promise. I'll tell you about everything I can. There'll be lots of stories.

[...He is trying not to cry here, bro. ;n; ]

[threefoldterror]

Then I guess I don't have anything to worry about.

[Except that he'll do just that - he'd rather you didn't leave at all - but he can deal with it. As long as you come back.]

...you know, you're acting kind of funny. Like you've got something on your mind.

[inversed]

Mm. I guess I'll just miss you two. That's all.

[Not an outright lie, but not the full truth.]

[threefoldterror]

[Thankfully, it works well enough.]

We'll be here when you need us, okay? I promise.

[But they'll miss him, too. :c]

[inversed]

[HOLDING TIGHT. That promise is gonna help him hold on.]

...Thanks. For being good friends. I'm a lucky nightmare.

[threefoldterror]

[That's okay; he's clinging right back, and he's tempted to not let go.]

I think that all three of us are the luckiest Nightmares ever.

[They have each other. Most other Nightmares are too simple-minded to understand what that means.]

[inversed]

We are. And I'll always remember how lucky I am. Just like you two better remember how lucky you are.

[Go on an cling, he needs it, bro.]