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*Astrans holds the items, making sure he doesn’t drop them. He looks... confused to say the least. He looks at the items, and then he gently places them on the nearby counter.*

Welp, that was weird...

*Astrans grabs the coffee candy and eyes it. He hasn’t had anything to eat in a while, he’s just been living off of ketchup.*

...that Metro guy seems pretty cool, I... wish I got to tell ‘im that.

...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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Well, unlike you, I won’t be able to come back. When I’m gone, I��m gone. That’s it. Game over. I honestly just want to spend the rest of my life chilling at home, with my friends.

*Astrans is smiling like the happiest person alive the whole time, but he has a slightly pissed off tone in his voice, and his magic eye has returned.*

...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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...bud, I’m constantly tired and dying. I really don’t care.

*Astrans shrugs at Metro, a strangely causal smile on his face.*

This element thing sounds cool and all, but I’m most likely... not from your world.

...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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*Astrans glares at Metro, and then he raises an eyebrow at him, his eyes going back to their assumingly normal state— both pupils are back, and they’re both really small and white. He raises an eyebrow at Metro.*

My... element? No clue what that is.

*Astrans puts his hands in his pockets and shrugs.*

I don’t have any powers, and I don’t remember ever having them.

...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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*Astrans goes to shake Metro’s hand, but then he jolts his own hand back, his magic eye intensifying.*

...I don’t trust you.

...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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*Astrans looks around nervously, and then, he gets an idea.*

How about we go get some donuts to lighten the mood? I know an excellent donut place nearby.

*Molly held onto her bag straps tight, as she wandered around this strange place. Beach City? Weird name. She can't judge though, since her city is called Sweet Jazz. She only prays she doesn't run into trouble*

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*Astrans slightly glares at Metro, still smiling. He doesn’t know it, but his left pupil disappears completely, and his right eye is glowing.*

Whatever. Let’s just do introductions. I’m Astrans.

...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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*Astrans raises an eyebrow at Metro, confused.*

It’s not damaged, per se— just... graying out? I can rest assure you I’m fine, kid. I’m used to it by now, heh.

...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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...holy shit, pal. You dont look too good. You 'aight? @metro-depresso

AH— y-yeah! I’m fine! Don’t worry ‘bout me, alright, kid?

// @metro-depresso

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Kid, trust me. I’ve tried everything I can. But this illness is because of my gem— the main thing keeping me alive. So far, the only thing than can slow this weird illness is to damage the gem, and I risk a faster death if I do that. I’m.. I’m sorry.

*Astrans sighs— he looks exhausted. He also can’t believe he just said all that.*

*Molly held onto her bag straps tight, as she wandered around this strange place. Beach City? Weird name. She can't judge though, since her city is called Sweet Jazz. She only prays she doesn't run into trouble*

//@feral-fucking-spinel @astro-galactic-the-hybrid @sans-galactic

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*Astrans takes a deep breath, and he steps closer to Molly. He puts a hand on her shoulder, giving her a concerned glance.*

It isn’t your fault. I’m gonna be okay, don’t worry. You don’t have to try and help me.

*Molly held onto her bag straps tight, as she wandered around this strange place. Beach City? Weird name. She can't judge though, since her city is called Sweet Jazz. She only prays she doesn't run into trouble*

//@feral-fucking-spinel @astro-galactic-the-hybrid @sans-galactic

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Hey, what were the first signs of this weird illness?

“It started when I was reforming after poofing one day. My gem was right side up— which, yeah, was weird, but I didn’t mind it. But I see a bit more now.”

“When I got depressed, even borderline suicidal, I found that it was easier to mask it with a smile that looked genuine. Hell, I was able to tell jokes and puns and laugh at them and seem... okay.”

“A few hours after I reformed, I noticed that my hand was... cracking. I thought nothing of it at first, until my hand cracked until it became just... skeleton. And in front of Feral, too...”

“Feral took me to the doctor as quick as she could, and alas... the illness was diagnosed.”

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*Astrans (oops I changed the name before this ended) quickly nods, not realizing how panicked he looks. He tugs the bottom of his shirt, hoping he doesn’t accidentally show Feral what’s happening underneath.*

Sadness + Paranoia curse

*She sat and stared out into the water. She didn't know why but she suddenly had doubts and fears swirling around her thoughts. To make matters worse she also felt... down. She hadn't felt like that in a while.*

//open starter y'all please dont be afraid to interact

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“It looks like it’s spreading faster than before...”

“I— I’ll just stay here, locked in the bathroom.”

Ask Astrans Anything!

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*Astrans tenses up, both of his pupils gone now. He steps back, and his smile is completely gone now. After a few seconds, both of his pupils come back, but they’re both completely white. His smile comes back, but he has a nervous look in his eyes.*

No no, it’s alright, it’s just...

*Astrans slightly lifts his shirt, revealing... skeleton.*

...there’s no stopping this thing, no matter what anyone does.

*Molly held onto her bag straps tight, as she wandered around this strange place. Beach City? Weird name. She can't judge though, since her city is called Sweet Jazz. She only prays she doesn't run into trouble*

//@feral-fucking-spinel @astro-galactic-the-hybrid @sans-galactic

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*Astrans looks away, his smile slightly fading. He grabs his shirt by the stomach nervously.*

I... don’t think I will anytime soon. But.. th-that’s alright. I’m alright. I’ll be alright. I-I have to be alright—

*Uh oh, Astrans is panicking.*

*Molly held onto her bag straps tight, as she wandered around this strange place. Beach City? Weird name. She can't judge though, since her city is called Sweet Jazz. She only prays she doesn't run into trouble*

//@feral-fucking-spinel @astro-galactic-the-hybrid @sans-galactic

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*Astrans stays completely silent, a clearly distressed look on his face. He remembers what happened when he told that Feral about his illness, and his Feral and Youni and Anne’s reactions when they found out...*

W— well, it’s an illness alright, but...— d-don’t worry! It’s not contagious!

*Molly held onto her bag straps tight, as she wandered around this strange place. Beach City? Weird name. She can't judge though, since her city is called Sweet Jazz. She only prays she doesn't run into trouble*

//@feral-fucking-spinel @astro-galactic-the-hybrid @sans-galactic