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“Oh my gosh,” Battat mutters. Rubbing the bridge of his nose with two fingers, he mulls; what to do, what to do? Feining a quick burst of fear, he points to the end of the hallway and wails: “By the Angel! It’s Spamton! He’s coming back! Run!”
Only one shoots a suspicious look down the end of the corridor. By the time he looks back, the gaggle is gone; yelping, the Pippins sprints forward, following in the footsteps of the rest. Too easy, Battat thinks.
Battat really needs to deliver this stupid report, but Tenna really isn't in the mood to hear it.
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His friend giggles at this, curling up to rise out of the floor. The lights flicker, and Battat nervously looks behind him; what is his friend playing at, doing this where anyone could come out of any room and see? And then they would know — they would know Battat made a deal with the devil just for someone else to slip into his skin! Just for him to not have to pretend for a while! Everyone would know he’s so, so fucked up — but he has a Tumblr blog, so that should be obvious anyways…
(Briefly, he thinks back to what happened at Poker Night. The resounding cringe is enough to make him choke out the last of that ooze.)
Spamtonhater1997 -- otherwise known as Battat -- has an entirely unproductive night.
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- Part 6 of trapper's writing warmups
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Tenna smiles crookedly, gazing fondly down upon the purplest of the group. “I’m sure we’ll adapt, huh? That’s showbiz, and all that?”
Has his shadow always stretched that long? (He hopes his shaking is taken for shivering.)
Battat learns you cannot change what is set in stone.
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- Part 5 of trapper's writing warmups
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i'm what's left of when we swam under the moon by trapperhat for chaotix_ct
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
18 Aug 2025
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Battat is infinitely aware of how quick his species tends to fall into addiction. It’s as though there’s a gaping hole in the heart of every pippins, and the only way to fill it is to be dependent on something—gambling, drinking, jacking off every three seconds, nicotine, caffeine. It’s why he’s never picked up a single stick in his life. It’s why he’s never joined his peers at the bar.
But—
Would Mike do it?
The cycle continues.
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- Part 4 of trapper's writing warmups
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apotelesma (and what comes next) by trapperhat for chaotix_ct
Fandoms: Deltarune (Video Game)
30 Jul 2025
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"K--Kris?! Oh my god, dude! What the hell, man! You're okay?" She held them up, twisting and turning their body like one would a limp cat. Her golden eyes trailed over their body. Checking for injuries? "You... You could've died!"
Almost died? They muse over this. No. Kris Dreemur isn't allowed to die. If Susie hadn't caught them, something else would've, and that something else would've beaten them within an inch of their life, but they wouldn't die. Susie shakes them a little, and that prompts them to realize there was no dialogue option. They'd have to make something up themself.
after the night's horrible end, kris and susie relieve their stress.
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- Part 3 of trapper's writing warmups
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i like writing. sometimes i write warmups! if i deem them fit to be posted, they will be posted here.
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