Random stories (cat cover cause why not?)

Frozen Over Health (1)

Hello, here as a sorry for my absence of creation, I'll make this.

Well, here ya go a new crack oneshot, also I do not use CCs! So when I use Wilbur or anyone of the sorts, I am not implying that I think he and the others are good, not at all, also! Dream was framed, it was false!

DayDre is officially going to be the nickname I can and you, the readers, can use for Dre!

Most my things have Gore, comment if you read the gore :)

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Fandom: Dream SMP

Main Character(s): Dream Wastaken

Type(s): Angst, Gore

Mentioned Fandom(s):

AU(s): Idk, you guys try and recommend a name!

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Nightmare speaking to Dream

Torture speaking to Dream

Dream replying to those in his mind's main room

SR- 'This is what a transmission looks like, SR is Sarah, although the others have stuff like NM for Nightmare or XD for XD'

(Note: Techno had failed to break Dre out of prison, Phil bailed Techno out with diamonds)

"Once upon a time, there was a server, it was built as a safe place for hybrids and pure bloods alike... The admin's only intentions were to provide others with new friends, safety and nothing to worry about, well, except mobs.

The admin never mentioned his family and friends that he had prior to the server's creation. It was one of his secrets. Another secret, very, very well kept, was what made the server so famously known as 'The Server of Many Wars,' the uncle told his niece.

"What was the secret?" The young female asked.

"Within the the admin's mind, lived 12 Dreamons, 10 of them were only partial dreamons, well the other two were full blooded. The full blooded behaved opposite of the other and were cousins. At times, there would be 11-9, although, that is a story for another, day," The uncle told her.

"Let me tell you of a special story that took place on The Server of Many Wars..."

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It was snowing harshly and the temperature was -19℉(-7.2̅2̅°C), a man was running through the cold night as fast as he was capable of.

Said man were a white T-shirt, orange cargo pants, no shoes, and a broken white mask. He had dirty blonde hair with white bangs and white tints that ran throughout his hair from stress. His only visible eye was a full ruby color, hair skin was pale, and the man was in a constant state of pain.

(Minor Gore)

On his back was a 10 in (25.4 cm) long by 2 in (5.08 cm) wide cut, blood was gushing out of it. He had many bruises along his visible skin and cuts, his visible eye had a black eye.