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[panspermia]

DISPLAYING SUBJECT: GREG UNIVERSE Label: VIRGO ENTERTAINMENT Band: DEFYING ATMOSPHERE Instrument: LEAD/RHYTHM GUITAR Fame Lvl: 4 - Empathic Influence, Mental Manipulation, Reality Bending, Beginner Sorcery  Current MP: 33 (138 total) Short Description: ► With a wild mane and a passion for ripped clothes, Mr. Universe loves nothing more than the music. He may like to party, but the rock star lifestyle is more about the rock for him. His genuine passion for the craft passes on to a clear respect for his fans. Regains So Far: ★OCTOBER★ ► MEMORY  1: Discussing with his unknown child how he met his mother. What is this, like, a vision of the future??? ► MEMORY  2: A beautiful, huge, pink woman encourages him to speak into the old video camera. They're recording a message for their child. ★NOVEMBER★ ► MEMORY  3: The huge pink woman dances with another woman to his performance. With a glowing light, the two of them combine into a huge, four-eyed dancer. ► MEMORY  4: A colossal red eye lights the sky, before a laser beam in the shape of the pink woman destroys it. Debris crashes around him; if every pork chop were perfect, we wouldn't have hot dogs. ► MEMORY  5: A writhing, shifting mass of catlike tumors struggles to walk through a car wash. He watches, desperately hoping what's underneath survives. ► MEMORY  6: He peeks through the door to find the walls covered in frost. A small, blue woman sits on a frozen bed, and though he can't see her eye, he knows she's looking at him. "He's not going to like that it's square." This is sorta inconvenient. ► MEMORY  7: He filters an alien static through his sound system, trying to decipher its message, but his van gives out first. ★DECEMBER★ ► MEMORY 8: Garnet thanks him with a handshake. It feels like he's won an award.  ► MEMORY 9: Steven and a young girl burst through a portal of light on the back of a bright pink lion. Greg would run to embrace them, if not for the pain in his leg and the solid chunks of ocean crashing down around them. ► MEMORY 10: He watches, like a ghost, as war ravages the world around him. It's a battle for him, for everyone like him, older and more vast than he can comprehend. He's so small. ► MEMORY 11: The pink woman stares at him, utterly lost. This was supposed to bring them closer. It still can, he thinks. They just need to communicate. ►MEMORY 12: A small, purple woman taunts him by transforming into the shape of the pink woman. She says it's his fault she's not here. He knows she's right. ★JANUARY★ ►MEMORY 13: He's going to get to sleep on a couch?! He cannot believe his luck. ►MEMORY 14: It's already hard enough setting up the camera without the toddler squirming in his arms. They have to get at least one good picture of the cake before it gets demolished. ►MEMORY 15: He takes a regal bow to his king, the indisputable ruler of watermelons. They break down into uncontrollable giggles. ►MEMORY 16: He closes the book, and smiles at his sleeping son. He casts one last anxious, uncertain look at the trio in the living room, before leaving. ★FEBRUARY★ ►MEMORY 17: He cannot afford the hospital. Duct tape's like a cast, right? Totally. Good enough. ►MEMORY 18: The pink woman calls plant life to come to life around her, obeying her whims. ►MEMORY 19: Cripes Steven has a LOT of powers. ►MEMORY 20: One little lie can't hurt. It means they'll get to be together again. This will all be worth it in the end. Contact Player: ► yunisverse ► PM - unij ► AIM - UniverseJuice IC CONTACT ► PHONE: 1-555-678-3773 ► TEXT: 1-555-678-3773 ► EMAIL: mruniverse@virgoentertainment.vgo ► TWITTER: @universeonearth ► FACEBOOK: Mr. Greg Universe ► TUMBLR: 5yearmission.tumblr.com (not public knowledge it belongs to him; entirely reblogs of cool space photosets)

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[TEXT] at some point during Music Fest

[exhumerus]

greg
pal

why cant a bike stand on its own?

[panspermia]

idk sans
does it need a brake

[TEXT] nowish, at literally 3AM

[tigermillionaire]

this is your # rite

he does not know who this is 8I

[panspermia]

it is yeah

and this is yours?

[TEXT] THE NIGHT OF THE SOLSTICE PARTY

[tigermillionaire]

do you like sharks

[panspermia]

sure sharks can be pretty cool

[TEXT] around solstice

[sailorlaughter]

GREG RGEG GREG r u there

plz be there I dunno who else to talk to

[panspermia]

what's wrong?

Delivery

[giglio_madonna]

[The morning of the eighth finds penthouse staff passing on a gift to Greg, one that's wrapped with love and care. Inside? Are a pair of slippers, plus a Solstice card from Luce and a promise that if he ever wants a massage chair to go with his fantastic new footwear, he only need ask.]

[panspermia]

[ considering he hasn't changed out of his pajamas in like three days this is highly appropriate. luce can probably expect a thank-you note in the form of a brief serenade within a couple days. ]

[IN PERSON]

[exhumerus]

It probably says something about Sans's relationship with Greg that when he inexplicably finds the skin missing from his arms, one of his first thoughts is 'fuck, I gotta show this to Greg, he'll flip.' Normally this is the sort of urge that would be mostly restrained by more coherent reasoning after the fact, but due to a combination of factors, he doesn't get the chance to rethink things.

After spending about fifteen minutes checking out his hands with a kind of morbid, scientific curiousity, he impulsively teleports himself straight into Greg's room without thinking twice. Well, he thinks twice after he finds himself suddenly in Greg's space without a super clear grasp on how he got there, but fuck if that's going to break his stride.

"Oh my god," he says, rather impressively not missing a beat after just materializing out of nowhere when Greg isn't looking. It takes only a few moments for him to figure out a comment on the whole thing, and to embrace the fact that his teleportation has apparently returned in whole. Let's not waste the opportunity.

"Greg, look...no hands."

[panspermia]

As someone wholly convinced he was quite alone in his room with his guitar until a second ago, Greg yelps and very nearly jumps out of his own skin when a sudden voice comes from the foot of his bed. Startled and confused, Greg gawps at Sans, debating whether he should try being annoyed as well.

"Come on, man, couldn't you try to knooohohohohhhh man"

Clutching his guitar close, Greg finds his back planted against the headboard. Surprise friend is one thing, surprise friend stripped of skin and muscle is a whole new startled ballpark.

"Wha, whaaaaat is that, ohhhhhh man."

(series of) text(s);

[blindfoldcode]

Hey.

Question.

Super important.

Life or death.

Favorite color?

[panspermia]

oh dang i gotta think hard on that

purple probably

text ; feb 7

[blindfoldcode]

im sorry

i fucked up

bad

[panspermia]

what happened

kido are you ok

[text] After finding Steven

[twoscompany]

Greg. This is Garnet.

Call me right now. It's an emergency.

Phone call

[panspermia]

[ Only seconds pass before her phone rings. He doesn't boyher with hellos. ]

I know. What happened?

[TEXT]

[interstellarnpcs]

hey bucko
blanche says u signed on
so now we gotta talk

[panspermia]

oh
ok
who is this

[action]

[panspermia]

[There hasn't been a lot of progress since last time. Even if Greg knows he has to learn this, the inherent repulsion keeps him from wrapping his brain around it. All he's been getting out of it is a lot of bruises. He knows she can't be any happier about it than he is. The whole effort feels pretty worthless, at this point.

In a moment's break, he finally speaks up.]

Anansi... can I ask you something?

[TEXT] After he ESCAPES

[tigermillionaire]

dad i'm okay
i'm sorry i left i had to they were going to hurt me

[panspermia]

who was?!
where are you???

Several hours post-Steven Escape

[sailorlaughter]

[Pinkie's been a little busy this evening, what with rowing all the way back to Pride and smuggling Tiger inside. But once they're both in and settled and Tiger's asleep, it finally occurs to her that she's not actually sure if Greg knows about any of this.]

Hey Greg
I've got Tiger now

[panspermia]

oh my god what happened
they said he jumped out a window we're thirty stories up is he hurt
what's going on