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[skelebro]

[Ah shit ah shit ah shit ah shit he's gonna be homeless for the next few days possibly weeks except the kids are lookin' out for him and he does not deserve this from him really he doesn't until he -

- hears something that's kinda not supposed to be there because it feels foreign and holy shit holy shit what is happening now now he's gotta arrange his thoughts into something halfway cogent and form words and HE'S NOT OKAY WITH THIS, he's not okay with this on a VAST NUMBER OF LEVELS]

//Why, uh. Why am I hearing voices now.//

[dedikated]

( Gonna say it's Confusion. )

( sorry, Sans. she can get a sense of all of it, and it's fucking overwhelming, so- uh. resorting to distracting herself with the little things. )

( Not in th' habit of dropping in on people's minds. )

( she can't, normally, anyway. it's disturbing. unnerving. and, with how badly this is controlling, probably obvious too. )

[skelebro]

//Picked up on that, thanks.//

[and then his thoughts list into a nearly incomprehensible stream of fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck and various other creeping obscenities. She might also catch the barest impression of someone else's body ragdolling across the city at incredibly high speeds, and Sans's acute spike of distress as he tries and fails to prevent their inevitable skid across an improvisd x-axis of his own making.

When he's next capable of responding, he manages a thought fired off vaguely in the direction of whoever???? is talking to him????]

//Yeah, uh, you're not the first. Seems to be going around.//

[dedikated]

( what. the fuck. is going on there.

well, at least whatever is happening with Sans is gonna be giving Confusion plenty of strength, because Kate is utterly bewildered. )

( The hell is going on? You alright? )

[skelebro]

//I am absolutely fine why do you ask//

[Yeah, so whoever that is...they're kinda stuck on the ceiling now. And he can't get 'em down. Oh boy.]

[dedikated]

( uhhhhh. )

( ...Everyone else alright? )

( that. there's a distinct, odd nagging in the back of her mind that they're not. )

[skelebro]

//Well, I definitely saw something being set on fire. Jury's out on who or what.//

[Personally his money is on Rey, especially if her powers are acting up the same way his are.]

[dedikated]

( That's... fucking fantastic. Thought these gods wanted to keep this place standing. )

( things that were just idle thoughts transmitted as a response for 500, alex. )

[skelebro]

//Hey, they're not the ones who voted Confusion in, are they?//

[dedikated]

( The ones who gave us the option to. )

[skelebro]

//Touché.//

[And then - ]

//Hey, uh. Free advice. Stay away from that other guy. Ushahin. He's got the same problem you do at the moment.//

[dedikated]

( ...Dream-hopping guy? )

( that's the right name, she's pretty sure. )

[skelebro]

//That's the one.

Dumped a whole lotta stuff in my noggin and then fucked right off.

That "stuff" was mostly "pain."//

[dedikated]

( Well shit. )

( at least her shit is just annoying. )

[skelebro]

//Yep. He's got zero control.

I dunno if other psychics are more sensitive to this shit or what, but I don't think you wanna find out.//

[dedikated]

( Appreciate the warning. )

( and then, after a pause which seems like she's gone; )

( Take care of yourself. )

[skelebro]

//Thanks...?//

[brb, accidentally nearly killing his on-and-off housemate.]

[dedikated]

( UM.

UM.

... WOW

sadly the line goes out just before she can say anything who would have thought Confusion would do THAT? )