#dazzle whispers

[dazzleandrazzle]

{Step. Step. Step.}

{Gosh, this headache was getting much worse.. But Glisten really wanted to visit Razzle and Dazzle. He needed someone close to him. And the more the merrier, right?}

{The broken mirror stopped right outside the door, raising his hand to knock.}

{Knock, knock.ohFUCKTHISHEADACHEWASUNBEARABLE. He NEEDED to get rid of it. Now.}

{succumb, glisten. its inevitable.}

- @glistennglimmer

*the two of them get up, ready to open the door.*

“Who iss ittt! (We’ve been getting a ton of company lately…)”

*razzle opens the door before he gets an answer, smile dropping when he sees glistens condition.*

[dazzleandrazzle]

Oh goodness! Is he okay?? (…Why would she take a picture instead of calling for help??)

[dazzleandrazzle]

*Kisses dazzle on the cheek*

(Wh. Why do you anons like me that much?… Enough to even try and kiss me through the screen……..)

[dazzleandrazzle]

”YO! RAZZLE, DAZZLE, Y’ALL HERE?”

{*The bionic tiger toon with her signature chaotic grin was peeking in through their window outside, her paws grasping the windowsill; one fluffy and one metallic. Tessa didn’t seem at all concerned with the possibility of falling. He seems to have come from the room of a certain shrimp.*}

*turning their heads, they get up and go to the window.*

Ooh, hi!! How are you?? And what are you doing out of a window?? (Hello. And uh… how’d the window even get there?.. Last I remember we had no windows in our room.)

*dazzle titled his head, a bit curious. razzle was just smiling, motioning for the other toon to come in.*

[dazzleandrazzle]

"Hey there, someone told me to deliver this cake to you.." *She sighs.*

"Take it before I shove it in your f-cking face."

@candythequirkytoonhandler

Oh? Yum, a cake!

(Who would just randomly give us a cake?…)

[dazzleandrazzle]

“WOAHH!!! Another us!! Hello! (There’s.. more of us?)”

— @razzlin-n-dazzlin (hope it’s alright for clones to interact hi hello hi)

More of us?? Thats so cool!! Helloooo!!! (So loud… This is definitely not something I expected…)

[dazzleandrazzle]

Unfortunately, he’s… struggling, with holding back the ichor. The poor dear came to you for help with a headache, but when you opened the door…

…

The worst part is he was conscious for all of that. He… had to watch as he hurt you.

(Oh… Poor glisten… I.. I hope he can find a way to calm down… I can’t imagine being conscious while your body makes you hurt someone.)

When he calms down, we gotta visit him!!

[dazzleandrazzle]

Halloween is coming, are you two going to participate?

Yeah!

(But we don’t have a costume…)

[dazzleandrazzle]

*pulls out a gun* hi!

Put that gun down! Think about how the gun feels!

(…What)

[dazzleandrazzle]

Why’d the doctor say I dont care? Aren’t they supposed to help?? (This image is so confusing, why is the patients skin pink?…)

[dazzleandrazzle]

do you ever have a nightmare that feels so real that when you wake up you think it actually happened? I had one of those..

Sometimes, not often, though! (I have those types of dreams when a lot when Astro isn’t helping with the nightmares… Its really nice of him to help.)

[dazzleandrazzle]

{a chip bag with a note gets thrown at Razzle and Dazzle. And then there’s a bag of mini pretzels.}

{the note has some ichor smudged on it, and just says “SORRY” in all capital letters and messy handwriting.}

*curious, they grabbed it, the two looking at the note.* Is this frommm… Glisten??

(Yeah, I think so. He was clearly conscious enough to.. Give us this, so maybe we could try and find him?…)

*they pocketed the snacks, standing up.*

[dazzleandrazzle]

He’s a car!!!!! (Genuinely, who made this?…)

[dazzleandrazzle]

meow?

Meow!

(…What?)

[dazzleandrazzle]

Hey Razzle, Dazzle

It says gullible on the ceiling.

Oh really?

(Why would it say gullible on the ceiling… We’re in our room… We should know what is on our ceiling…)

[dazzleandrazzle]

Booting. . . .

Attemping connection. . .

C̴̦͓̼̙͍̣̐͜ǫ̸̛̹̞̣̳̬̺͈͈͕̈́̈́̒̾̊̆n̸̢̛̤̗̣̜͈̰̫̜̗̫͎̞̩̼̮̺̺̈́̇n̷̝͍̺̘̤͖̘̼̥̝͊̾̃͌̈́̇̄̚͠ḛ̴͋͗̑̄̄̽͐̕͝ç̶̨̈́̓̅́̂͂̈́͗͆̚͜͝t̷̨̨͓͓̗̟̻̉ͅį̶͇̮̳̼̰͎̘̊̈́́̈́̃̄͘͠ö̷̧̲͔̳̫̭̞̖̩̮̠͙̫͉̥́̔͂̐͊̆͑̐̾͐̇͜n̴̨͈͕̹̮̅̐̕͝ͅ ̴̛̠̝̹̱͚̪͖̗͒̌̈́͋̀̎̒̏̿͋͒̕͘͠e̵̟͙͉̦̋̿̓ͅr̷̢̭̤̻̄͊̈́̅̋̔̈́͐̚ṙ̷̗̻̲͕̜̪̺͚͈͍̦̗͇͈̱̫͉͂̏͗̆̋̆̏̂̆͑͒̕͜͠ơ̵̗̱̯̼̩͒͂͂͊̅͌̈́͂͑̉̂̇̕r̵̡̘̫̱̭̯̙͕̯͇͒̈́̆͑̿̋͂͜͝.̶̡̛̼͔̝̤̤̬̩͙̣͍̯̤̅̒̎͜͝ ̵̢̭̺̪̬͕̻̣̥̤͙̲̻̺̼͚̄́͐̂̽͌.̶̫̟̒͒̏͒̃̋̊͊͝͠ ̶̢̡̤͙̰̹͙̪̖̟͓͖̟̦̯̈́͌̄̀̾̈́̊̌̿̋̕͝.̵̧͕͙̠̞̪̜̱̞̯̰̔̉̔̌̌͆̂̈́͌̔̀͂͘

Rebooting. . .

Booting. . .

Attempting connection. . .

Ẹ̴̢͙͎̹̜̩̹̩̳̥̺̯̌̈R̵̢̛̲̒͋͗̓̍̔̈̉̊͝R̴̠̗͎͙͓̟̟̳̼̱̦̟̓̌̄͆̑͛̽́̄̌͑̾̊̑͆͜͝O̷̢̨̦̗̦̞̦͍̯͇̲͙̬̖̔͆́͊̃̋̈́͗̔̅͌̂̅̚͜͝͝R̸̢̢̲̠̠͍̳̤̟̲̥̞̞̹͔̈̏̽̽͜ͅ!̶̺͖̠̘̦̳̹̻̟̬̻̺͖̎̊͗̉͊͂̽̊̄̑̑́̐̀̚ ̸̯͍̓̈̐̊͋͑̅̆̊͋̋͂̀̏͘H̷̱̜̠̘̤͉̹̦̳͊̊̐̾̉̌́͑̑̀̋̽͊͑͛̕͝A̶̭̲̦̟̭̬̤̽̈͑̔C̵̨̛̥͕͓̠̹̜͓̀̈́͌̃̒̔̅͌̇̾͛̒͊̀̃̕K̸̘̞̦̈̏̾͘͜͠͝Ë̷̛̛̺̭̞͕̯̾̌̈͐̓̽͗̈́̚̕͜R̸͎̋̀͛̃̐̒̍͒̽̕ ̷̨͑̿͜D̴̞̟̱̻͇̭͇͎͈̩̐͑̀̀͌̆͊̐͛͊̿̊ͅE̵̙͓͍͖̮̒̀̅͑̀͌̍̀͒̀͒̆͌̓̚̚̕ͅŢ̵͓͙̥̺̬̾̾̄͒̒̍̆̄͘̕͠͠ͅȨ̵͖͎̮͓̘̭̫͉̱̜͖̲̘̦͌̈͒̎̇͌̐̅̇͌͐͗͜͜C̷̢̙̰͎̣͕͓̹̔̓̍̊͑͋̇̒̕͜͝͝Ţ̵͚̬̙̜̫̖̩͕̩͚̊͗͠͝Ê̶̡̛̳̝̩͓̭͕͋̈́͐̈́̿̀̑̐̀̅͘̕D̸̳̥͕̜̮̼̜̱̮̜̳̑͑̆̕͜͜

Ẻ̵̙͖̰̟̳̖̍̆̍̂̎̀̔̈̈̆͘̕͠͝Ŗ̴̣̥̲̙̹̠̖͓̗͉̪̭́̎̆̈̇͛̓̂̒͊̎̐̆͝R̶̛͔͚͙̱̲̹̼̞͐̌͆̿͋̃͆̍̌̍͘Ó̵̝̘͇̗̹̺͚̦͖̹̼̜͒̓̈̆̃͐̏̊̅̄̽̈́̓͜͝Ŗ̸̖̟̲̝̩̬̭̤̠̣͈̬̬̬̭̍͝!̵̡̨̯̙͇̗͕̂̿̈́̐̄͐̕̚͠͠

Ẻ̵̙͖̰̟̳̖̍̆̍̂̎̀̔̈̈̆͘̕͠͝Ŗ̴̣̥̲̙̹̠̖͓̗͉̪̭́̎̆̈̇͛̓̂̒͊̎̐̆͝R̶̛͔͚͙̱̲̹̼̞͐̌͆̿͋̃͆̍̌̍͘Ó̵̝̘͇̗̹̺͚̦͖̹̼̜͒̓̈̆̃͐̏̊̅̄̽̈́̓͜͝Ŗ̸̖̟̲̝̩̬̭̤̠̣͈̬̬̬̭̍͝!̵̡̨̯̙͇̗͕̂̿̈́̐̄͐̕̚͠͠

Ẻ̵̙͖̰̟̳̖̍̆̍̂̎̀̔̈̈̆͘̕͠͝Ŗ̴̣̥̲̙̹̠̖͓̗͉̪̭́̎̆̈̇͛̓̂̒͊̎̐̆͝R̶̛͔͚͙̱̲̹̼̞͐̌͆̿͋̃͆̍̌̍͘Ó̵̝̘͇̗̹̺͚̦͖̹̼̜͒̓̈̆̃͐̏̊̅̄̽̈́̓͜͝Ŗ̸̖̟̲̝̩̬̭̤̠̣͈̬̬̬̭̍͝!̵̡̨̯̙͇̗͕̂̿̈́̐̄͐̕̚͠͠

Ẻ̵̙͖̰̟̳̖̍̆̍̂̎̀̔̈̈̆͘̕͠͝Ŗ̴̣̥̲̙̹̠̖͓̗͉̪̭́̎̆̈̇͛̓̂̒͊̎̐̆͝R̶̛͔͚͙̱̲̹̼̞͐̌͆̿͋̃͆̍̌̍͘Ó̵̝̘͇̗̹̺͚̦͖̹̼̜͒̓̈̆̃͐̏̊̅̄̽̈́̓͜͝Ŗ̸̖̟̲̝̩̬̭̤̠̣͈̬̬̬̭̍͝!̵̡̨̯̙͇̗͕̂̿̈́̐̄͐̕̚͠͠

. . .

"Is it on. . ?"

"Yes, it is. . ."

"Oh, perfect! Hello there!"

"Hey. . ."

"We noticed you two earlier! My name is-"

Ẻ̵̙͖̰̟̳̖̍̆̍̂̎̀̔̈̈̆͘̕͠͝Ŗ̴̣̥̲̙̹̠̖͓̗͉̪̭́̎̆̈̇͛̓̂̒͊̎̐̆͝R̶̛͔͚͙̱̲̹̼̞͐̌͆̿͋̃͆̍̌̍͘Ó̵̝̘͇̗̹̺͚̦͖̹̼̜͒̓̈̆̃͐̏̊̅̄̽̈́̓͜͝Ŗ̸̖̟̲̝̩̬̭̤̠̣͈̬̬̬̭̍͝!̵̡̨̯̙͇̗͕̂̿̈́̐̄͐̕̚͠͠

Connection lost. . .

System offline. . .

Eh? Hello!! Are you still there?? Wonder what happened with them,

(Or who they even are… Odd.)