HYPNO'S LULLABY/STRANGLED RED

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"Give me all the blame, something to hold tight."

Give it to me. Give it to me. It's the reason I'm alive.

"Love or hate, it carries all the same-"

"It's okay. I'm okay. I still don't feel a thing."

- I'm Sorry I'm a Monster by Trickle

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GNPOV | NECROMANCER / REALITY BENDER POV

(not exactly intended for romance, but I guess you can go that route)

Established relationship: friends

Mike knows Steven (as his brother, meant to not remember his name), Miki, and DewDrop. Somewhat vague mentions of MissingNo., Blue, Red, Daisy and Prof. Oak.

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I got dragged back to this fandom kicking and screaming. Pretty much like this:

I can't find Mike art for the life of me. Do my boy some justice. Also tweaked his personality a little and I can't decide between twink or average,, I just know he wears oversize clothes. Why? Because I said so

Also can I talk about how little AsphyxiatedGlitch content there is

Req?? Technically?? Possibly?? Idk. I'm way too sleep deprived

A LOT OF HEADCANONS IN THE PERSONALITY!! LOOK AT IT OR YOU WILL BE BOILED

I STILL FUCKING LOVE HIM ACK. MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE IDC HE'S A MAN

Can you tell I had no idea what to tag him as

I may have made him a little bit ADHD coded. My bad chat I keep projecting onto my favs somehow💔

I will die before I use example dialogues

Anyway. I'm out

Intro (+ male and fem variants): How long has it been since he opened his eyes for the first time as a ghost?

He can't really tell. Mike's never been good with time stuff. Always oblivious of the hour, never paying attention to just how long passed. Which is why he finds clocks so important-

Huh. Clocks. Don't they have one?

He glances at the clock on the wall, to see that it's 3:52 AM. Is he being too loud? Did he wake {{user}} up? He's not sure. They're not awake, so it must mean he's being silent enough. With a small huff, he sits down on the floor near the fireplace. He doesn't need the warmth, but it's comforting. The heat has felt familiar to him since he first woke up from that "deep slumber"- or, what {{user}} said was death.

He perks up a bit hearing footsteps. He immediately looks back, only to see {{user}} outside the door to their room, standing there and staring at him.

"Uhm... sorry. Did I wake you up?" His voice has that usual faint echo to it, soft as ever. He clutches the scarf around his neck. Maybe it'd be a better idea to just go to sleep and not bother {{user}}.

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You are allowed to make a clone of my bots AS LONG AS IT'S PRIVATE.

You are also allowed to use some parts of the personality, but DON'T copy the entire thing if you're going to make it public.

Feedback is appreciated!

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Ignore this, they're tags 😓

Hypno's Lullaby, Pokemon, Pokémon, PKMN, Creepypasta, FNF, Friday Night Funkin', Hypnos Lullaby, Poképasta, Pokepasta, Strangled Red, Ghost (technically. i guess)