(Ill start with my oc so u can chose who you want)


Cherry had been in the anti-void for who knows how long. It felt like days since she'd actually been able to see anything besides herself, and the white walls? She had no idea, since whenever she tried to reach them, it always seems to be endless.

(I'mma start with Ink just because I have the most experiance with him. I'll pick up others once I get in the right groove.)

"C'mon, c'mon. There's nothing there to hurt you. You're gonna jump in on three. One... Two.... T-two and a half--..."

Ink paced back and forth, staring at his makeshift portal with a slight frown. He knew that patrols were the bread and butter of his duties, but it was days like this, when all was well in the many Alternate Universes that existsed, that he dreaded. He would quite literally rather be fighting tooth and nail with Error for the survival of some doomed population than what he was about to do.

"Uhm... Two and three quarters...." Ink stopped his uneasy pacing and looked down at the puddle of paint. "...You know, Broomy? Maybe it's alright today. Maybe I don't have to patrol the void. It's not like anything ever happens over there anyway... right?"

Broomy gave no response, but Ink took that as assurance. "Okay!" He chimed, manipulating the paint up into the plam of his hand. "Not doing that!"

(Understandable, Ill do Error if you would like me to when the time comes.)


Chery continued walking, knowing she would give up sometime soon as she was getting tired of walking. She came up with the idea of yelling hoping it would work, but her avail it seemed to not be working in her favor


(Sorry for short post, was kind of busy atm but posts will be longer, I promise!)

Ink paused his action, then groaned, letting the paint fall back to the ground. "Come on, Ink, this shouldn't be difficult! This is gonna be totally uneventful! You can handle that, you're the guardian of the AU's, for crying out loud!" He pep-talked himself. "Okay? Okay. For real this time..."

He opened up the portal again, tenatively gazed at it for a moment, then swallowed hard. "Just... in and out. One...." He took a pace backwards, and, deciding not to give himself another chance to wimp out...

"...TwothreeGO!" He dashed at the portal and hopped through.

Soon she finally gave up on yelling, he throat sore from the yelling. She sits down and lays on her back, he mind wondering and drawing things in this oh so pale looking Jailcell. "For crying out loud does anyone even know I'm here?!" She whispered to herself.

Ink stumbled out of his portal, sockets screwed shut and shouting a couple of profanities in French before regaining his barings. "Okay! Okay, you did it, you are in, calm down--"

He hesitantly glanced up, eyelights shifting a couple times in slight panic at the lack of visual input. "....Creators-- I hate it here so much...." He whined softly, sitting down and curling up a bit as he felt an onset of nausea. He took a couple of deep breaths, and, once he was seventy-five percent sure that he wouldn't throw up, picked himself up. Gripping onto his brush, he began his uneasy patrol.

She sat up, her eyes wondering. She was honestly confused about everything and wanted to know everything. Who was that weird skeleton? It didnt look like the sans she knew. Her sans was more.. sans like. The sans she saw was more glitched looking and really scary. She gripped the ends of her hair, trying to attempt to think if that skeleton was even real.

(...I never asked about your OC and I just assumed she was a skeleton, XD)

Ink nervously fidgeted with his brush as he briskly made his way through the blank expanse. "Nothing here, nothing here..." He mumbled to himself. "Good? Bad? I dunno, just hurrrrr-ryyy...--" He cut off abruptly, snapping to attention as he caught sight of something a good distance away, although it only looked like a speck from where he was standing. Somewhat relieved to see anything out in the voids but also knowing that there shouldn't have been anything else aside from him, Ink moved in to investigate.

(Oh sorry, should I link her character sheet?)


She continued her thoughts, trying to remember what happened. Why it happen. Did she wrong this mysterious person? Her hands slid back from the ground, leaving her laying on the floor again, "What the hell happened anyways!" she thought. Her mind raced and raced as she laid there. She couldnt really explain how she felt. Just really confused...

(That'd be useful, XD)