severance.

[ * In a room on the lower floor, the bedroom area, a strange spell is taking place. Several people are bound in a circle. An outsider, previously, is praying to stay trapped in the VOID with them. What irony, that the VOID is a better place than his home. Quickly, it goes wrong. ]

* ALRIGHT, SO. like. 

* back when i first managed to set up communications here – like, i’m talking blogstart of my OLD blog – i didn’t know a ton of people, right

* i was more or less watching what other gasters in the void were up to, not making. a Ton of contact YET

* but that aside uh. at some point i remembered the rubber duck coding thing, and i was like aw shit, i should get myself some ducks

* so i did! but i slipped up when i was spawning them in and there was just. So Many Ducks. Everywhere. it was like a flood

* seeing as i had all these ducks, i figured i should do something with them instead of just, like, deleting them, like a sensible person would, so i went out of my way to send ducks at every gaster that i had an eye on at the time

* and im PRETTY sure no on actually ever figured out that it was me. not even on that christmas, when i sent out blankets as presents – i started stitching little ducks into the corner as a kind of nod to that but no one???? got it???

* it ended up just sticking as a cute little thing in the end but to this day i dont think anyone ever figured out i was behind the duck fiasco gfdhbjfknfgl