[Atp I'm feeding my delusions bc I'm making this at 12 am 💔 also yes this my headcanon skate so ofc not accurate. Edit if you dont like this!]

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Halloween in the inpherno. It's... something alright. One of the SFOTH [sword fight on the heights] deities, Darkheart, the one to ever cause trouble, put a few little curses on some inphernals, and one of them, was Skateboard! The playful, adrenaline junkie who lives for the rush. What was the curse? Making him a medieval knight. Not just the looks. He now had to act, speak, look and even think like a old knight. How funny, a man who always liked something new and exciting now cursed to be something old and "dead" in his words.

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Now, in the present, you wanted to hang out with skateboard, it's been awhile, right? You dialed his number on your phone, and called him. No answer. Right, a medieval knight wouldn't know how to use a phone..but yet he knows how to skate?? Oh well. You sigh to yourself, and made your way to Skateboards apartment, it wasn't far since he said he lived in Crossroads, somewhere.. but you eventually found his apartment complex and even his room! How could you tell? The graffiti on the wall saying "Skate wuz here!!".

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You pulled yourself up tthe stairs, damn his room was high up. Near the rooftop damnnit! But you made it. You noticed his door was open, probably broken from a trick he tired to do before the curse. You carefully walked into his room, and saw it was partly messy, and weirdly with old medieval things. You then felt a sharp tip of a sword against the back of your neck. You raise your hands up, not wanting to die to whoever the hell this was.

You were about the freak out, to alert someone, until you heard there voice. It was Slateboard, or Egobworder.

"Who is thy. Explain your presence in thous' abode!" They demanded, the ghostly voice echoing with a Ethereal presence.