F.A.M.M Rewrite (Permanent Hiatus)

Drippings and snippings of the unknown

\\-gore warning-//

Btw the image has nothing to do with the story lol (⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)

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As Ink left the council doors he could sense someone was behind him..

Um hello? Ink slightly shouted, and as he turned behind him he saw a familiar figure.

They had a light blue jacket with pants a shade slightly darker, closed with a golden belt with the initials DS on them,

And too top it all off, a crown.
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Oh ink! sorry if I startled you, dream said.

What are you doing here might i ask? Ink responded

I was looking for you, swap asked me to earlier, but.. I suspect something else is is wrong,

. . .

ye-yeah the creators had been acting strangely, I'ma go check it out, ink said

but in-

Before dream could respond ink had already disappeared into a puddle of ink on the ground.

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Error's, point of view. \\gore starts here//

He was sitting in the anti-void lounging, as he felt a crack in his soul with it slightly starting to drip dark red and clots of it burning and falling off

I gUesS g0oD thiNgs cAn't, LaSt foRevEr, he said as he clenched his soul while walking through the newly created portal.

As he stubbled through the au he checked the codes of the au..

As he scrolled through the code he found a strange flie

/ERROR 410 FILE GONE/

WhAt, I sWeAr 404 iF yOuR mEsSing WiTh mE aGaiN..
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Suddenly

*crACK*

SOMETHING COLLAPSED-

As error didn't have enough time to react,

BUT THEIR WASN'T ANYTHING THERE,

As the pillers smashed error arms almost ripping them apart

Ripping apart his radius and ulna forcefully chipping parts off and digging through them as error desperately clawed his arms out of the pillers crushing them

As clots of past and present blood flew off his wrists as- ẻ̸͕̯̒ř̶̥ř̶̼̀o̵͓͊ͅr̴̲͗ ̴̛͓̕l̶͎̕ë̴̬́̿t̴͔̓ ̷̨͠o̵̝̳͑̉u̴̡̮̔t̵͓̋ ̴̺̓a̸̲͌̓ ̴̡̈́͗͜ḇ̴̭͌l̸͍̬͛ơ̸̹ő̷̗̆d̴͖̽͆ ̶̣̟̈ c̷͎̈́ͅu̸͇̓͌r̴̞͌ͅd̶̬͐̂l̷͇̚ͅi̸̓ͅn̶̶͇̱͒͐g s̶̮͍͑c̷͎̑͆͜r̸̜̠̄͝ê̶̹͎̚a̶̮̘̿͛m̷̺͐̔.̴͎͚͂͛

And faintly in the background he heard words

/̷̨̛̼Ḃ̸̟L̶͉̯̽̽-̴̹̋H̵͍̺̆͂/̶̪͆̇ ̴͉͓̍w̵̬̐ĥ̵̦̥y̶̻̳͋ ̷̪́̀d̵̮̯͋i̸̙̊̄d̸̫̋̂ ̶̠͔̉y̷̙̘̐͗ŏ̷̳̓u̷͈̾̌ ̷̯̯̒̈́t̸̰͒͒a̵͉̓̉k̶͕̩̓ȇ̷̩̲ ̴̧̩͂̀h̵̪̀̕ì̷̺ḿ̶̻ ̸͔̗̀̀/̷̺̈́̀B̶͍̜̅͒Ḽ̵͎͛-̴̩̞̈́H̵͉̊͛/̷̘̈́ ̶̼̓͗*̵̞̼̔̏š̴̢̳͌m̷̫̃̎à̸͈͎̈s̷̲̞̀̐h̴̙͉̓*̸̹̬͊̽ ̸͕̽̒/̵̖͚̃B̸̭͍́̅ḷ̵͚̔̿-̵̦̝̓h̵̫̗͠/̴͕̂ ̶̰̖̽j̷̫̆u̷̜͚͒̄s̷̞͒͐t̴̻̩͝ ̴̺͐͝l̵̥̉̄e̵͓̻̅ą̷̊̐v̶͕̥̌̇e̷͖͂̍ ̸͈̀t̶̢͚̑̇ẖ̶͋͝e̶͓̅͜m̶̓͐͜ ̷̺̺͊̌a̴̯̦̾l̸͙̔o̴͚̐̕n̷̮̳̾e̸̡͍̿ ̴̧̡͐/̸̣̃B̷̘̰̓Ľ̶̛̰-̵̪̈̑Ḧ̶̳̣/̴̼͛ ̴͔͓̌Ḯ̷̧̝T̴̛̲S̸̢̗̀͂ ̴͈͙̀N̵͇̽Ȏ̶̙T̷̳͂ ̸̦͗̕M̸̘͍̌͛Y̴̥̚ ̸̝͉̌̏F̷̜̍̾A̷̘̪̓͠U̴̺͠Ĺ̴̟̪T̴̳̖̀ ̴̧̹̈/̷̯̃͝ͅḆ̸͙̆̂L̷̲̤͝-̴̦͓̂̈́h̵̻̝̎/̸̛̼̣ ̸̨̪̍Y̷̝̍̃E̵̼̝̓̐S̷̩̍ ̸̘͙̓I̶̜͖̿̐T̴̜͚̎ ̶̝̈́̆I̶̳͝ͅS̸̡͉̽.̸̯͠

He was so lost in trance by the pain and the voices in the background he didn't realize

The au was collapsing..

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Ink's point of view

As ink stepped out of where his ink puddle-portal thing he still had this nagging feeling that something was wrong.

Strangely enough the balance was fine..

He then checked.
Then he checked again.
Then he rechecked that he checked
Wait what was he doing

Geese his memory was bad,

The feeling kept getting worse
But something telling him that he shouldn't meddle

But hey curiosity didn't kill the cat,
Or did it? He still can't remember..

But even as ink entered the au nothing looked out of the ordinary,

. . .

Ink still filled with determination kept looking around the au

But the feeling never went away..
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As the hours past ink kept looking deeper, farther and farther into the au's.

Was this a punishment from the creators??

Was he really that stupid...

. . .

As more time past ink had less and less motivation to the point his viles we're almost empty..

Still he kept looking as he was still determined to find the problem, or till something interesting happens.

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