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@actxfmercy
" you are filled with the power of a new adventure "
♥ 18+ only ; crossover, OCs & non-mutuals friendly ♥ ♥ spoilers present but tagged! ♥
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"Well pardon me, dear sibling of mine," Chara began as they pushed themself up off of the ground, "I did not know being your relative also meant being your personal court jester."
They brushed the dust from the floor off of their front, before glancing back at Kris on the ground quizzically, "You have not been genuinely injured, have you?"
They figured the answer was probably no, considering Kris's smart mouth at the moment. However, it did not hurt to check.
There's a temptation to say something. Something that might imply having something stuck up their ass, something that would definitively end with them being defenestrated in a best case scenario.
Worst, Chara tells their mom.
So, Kris just shrugs, all while staying on the floor.
"Yeah. I think I hit my head and I'm currently internally bleeding all over my brain.
I'll die a tragic and unpreventable death in a couple of weeks."
...and decides that this is the normal thing to say. Okay.
Now with the body safely disposed of, all Chara had to do was flee the crime scene. So they turned around, completely unaware of the danger encroaching behind them- annnd down they went. Tackled to the ground. Alas, Chara may have been older... but they were still cursed with short genes.
... Was Kris literally trying to gnaw on their skull? "Okay, that's it, playtime is over," Chara said as they attempted to push their sibling off, "Really, were you raised in a barn?"
Of course they had to take it a little too far.
Annoying sibilings isn't fun, if it doesn't end up with one of them upset or genuinely hurt, after all, right?
Story of their life.
"I was raised with you and Azzy. It might as well be a ba-
Woof!"
A surprise push from Chara was enough to make them fall over, splatting by the older's side.
They blink once. Twice. And eventually let out a loooong groan.
"You used to be funnier."
"...hmf. that's what I thought."
What a wuss.
Susie spares a quick glance at the drawer she'd been rifling through, finger twitching in eagerness to continue its work. But she can FEEL their stupid little eyes staring holes into her. "Tryna catch me in the act, huh? Gonna tattle to your mom?" What other reason do they have to stay here, did Toriel make them or something?
The hair on her neck stands on end for a second.
...Nah. She shouldn't want her kid getting in trouble. They have to be doing it on purpose, like they always do. Always trying to piss her off, their bouts of silence only interrupted with some smartass comment every once in a blue moon.
She finally breaks her eyeless stare, craning her head back down. "You better STAY quiet, you little freak."
She continues thumbing through Alphys' notes. She'd already found and pocketed the chalk, she's just not eating it in front of Kris; not gonna give them more ammo. Alphys always puts it in the same spot in that tiny little weird short drawer each time.
God, this is so fuckin' boring, but sifting through stupid paperwork for a few minutes beats having to do the work herself, easily. Does she not label anything to make it harder on *purpose?*
While skimming over and flipping through random shit, Susie pauses for a second when she notices some WEIRD wording. Like, somebody talking to somebody else and stuff. Like yeah, SOMETIMES homework makes people up for math, but it was like... Weird.
Susie hunches a bit farther, squinting hard underneath her mane.
A snort. A teethy smile twitches onto her face. Muttering to herself, Susie wheezes, "is this her fanfic???"
...cool.
Okay.
Slouching on their chair, Kris kept their eyes down even as Susie kept talking, considering this attempt at chatting and gaining a couple of extra friend points with the local menace a definitive failure.
Hands find their pockets, and they answer to her questions and threats with just a half shrug.
I mean... their mom is way too nice to do anything about Susie stealing chalk or. Whatever was in there, anyway, and even if Toriel tried to tell Alphys to actually take care of her students she wouldn't really do much, anyway.
She's an okay teacher. Not quite assertive.
Don't they know that.
Still, as soon as Susie dug back into the depths of Alphys' desk, Kris found themselves almost... antsy.
Curious, surely. Not even they tried to look in that to avoid getting told off by their mom.
Once again, Susie is cool as hell.
...eh. Fuck it.
Carefully, without making any noise, the human sloooowly moved their chair back, sneaking as silently as they could to lean behind the other.
"Seriously?"
KRIS JUMPSCARE!
"Oh no! I have blooood on my hands now." Chara laughed while holding the murder weapon to their chest, "I'd better hide the evidence while I can!"
Which was why they left the crime scene, briefly, so that they could return with numerous blankets. All of which they piled on top of Kris's 'body', "There. Buried."
Now the police couldn't possibly suspect a thing!
Ah, not only they got murdered in cold blood, but now they're even becoming a missing person! A missing corpse, no less! Kris played along the whole way through, tho, acting as the best goddamn murder victim out there... at least until the blankets were put on them.
And they took a second. Maybe two, moving way slower than they wanted ( did Chara really had to take their mom's heavy blankets, too?! ) before they could manage to jump back up, letting out the most realistic zombie noise they could muster and-
Oh man they really tried to tackle their sibiling to try and eat their brain, huh. Anything for realism.
therapy is STUPID
kill everyone with hammers
@hopecrossed
"what did you just say to me?" - pregame susie @ kris?
Kris wasn't scared of Susie. Generally, at least, they thought she was cool. She didn't give a fuck about anything and anyone, she made everyone piss their pants, and she didn't have problems saying what went through her mind. That was cool as hell. She was cool as hell.
But finding themselves alone with her was still a little... nervewrecking. Kris wasn't sure why she decided to stay in class when everyone but the two of them left. They had to be there waiting for their mom ( you decide to go swim in the lake in winter ONCE and suddenly you're not allowed to leave class by yourself anymore, huh!? ), but she was free to go, right?
Unless she wanted to mess with them, that is. Or... steal chalk again, considering she immediately went to rummage through Alphys' desk as soon as everyone else left.
Who knows.
"..."
For some reason, they didn't seem particularly interested in offering their pencils for her two chew again. Keep your head low, Kris. We don't need more trouble.
Okay, alright, he can do this. He's the responsible adult figure that has helped Kris times and times again through the hardest times. He kept calm in the worst case scenarios, he absolutely can face the truth. Come on, he's Tenna! He's the one who went live even when TV World was literally falling apart! He's a professional - how hard can this possibly be-
« - ah?? » NO NEVERMIND ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION THIS IS TOO MUCH HE'S HORRIBLE HE'S THE WORST WHAT DID HE TURN KRIS INTO « A... anon hate?? » WHAT EVEN IS THAT. NO WAIT HE DOESN'T WANT TO KNOW. « Pirate??... i-it's not like playing the pirates, eh...? » WHAT'S RUSH E-- « ... l-lackey huh?? Hahaha good great amazing thanks hahaha »
Okay no, welp, there he goes. He's shrinking again. He understood one third of what Queen said and he didn't like a single word, great! In a matter of a few seconds, Tenna shrinks so much that he can now be picked up like literally a kitten. He hugs his legs laughing weakly, and after a few seconds falls on his side still holding himself like a baby.
« Actually leave me here forever hahaha » comes his weak voice. « M-Mike, close the doors, close all the doors, thank you bye- »
Ah, woops. Looks like the poor guy is older than she thought, he's getting overwhelmed, the poor thing! Such a poor little meow meow who is getting even smaller! It would be cute if it wasn't so sad.
" "
"Whos Mike"
Okay, fiiine. Boring, but fine. We're sitting down. All because he's kinda cute and his ass is kinda fat and pathetic men has some kind of cute energy about them. Could you blame a woman who knows what she likes?!
@bigsiblingchara
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Victory! Their assassination attempt was a success! Now all they need to do is run away and hide before the enemy could retailate-
"Uh oh."
Nevermind that. Kris could be as skilled as they could be, but they made the terrible mistake of understimating their sibiling. Their demise is as inevitable as its brutal.
Which is why they just lay down, their own weapon still in their hand, before making a noise indicating their death - "ough!!!" -, staying on the floor. Oh, the drama! The bloodshed!!
Art drawn by @quinns-art-box
...this stupid prophecy?
ASK/RP sideblog for SUSIE from DELTARUNE. will contain spoilers for chapter 4. please read the rules before interacting! follows from IMPSFLUTE.
Like something like that would happen. I wouldn't let it happen.
Queen's words don't really make him feel any better, he'll be honest, but at the very least they catch his attention for more than a few seconds. Enough, actually, for his screen to turn back on, his head wearily lifting to look at her bend right above him. … heh. She's actually quite amusing. If he was feeling a bit better, he would have at least smiled at that pose, for sure.
« Mmhh… »
His antennae bend down as he rests his head on the arms. Kris was… cool? But shoplifting is not a good thing to teach to a kid… Perhaps it's those old movies that give a life as black and white as their film, but he doesn't think that is a good thing. But… well. He also keeps seeing Kris as the small child that needed him. And they are not that kid anymore. Perhaps Queen knows best. And as she says, they didn't hurt anyone, which is the real important thing.
« … okay. » he admits in the end, a weary nod accompanying that small word. « I mean, I… I guess he shoplifted me too, right? He, uh… houselifted. » Is that even a word? « That is. Okay? » Well, he's not shrinking anymore, so her words did have a somewhat good effect on him. He doesn't grow back in size either, but it's a start.
« … they only shoplift or do they do. Something else? » he asks suddenly, lifting his head again. And he'll be so honest to himself, he's not really sure he actually wants to know. But he'll ask anyway, because he's worried now!! « They didn't vandalize or-or stuff like that, right? They're cool okay but they're also. A good kid. R-right?? »
Oh, if only Queen knew she was SCORING. Right now guess we'll have to talk about Kris a little more than she planned to. It's not a bad way to spend time, it certainly was a topic like any other to make him think about anything other than, I don't know, existential dread? But that's still a surprise.
Unless he's trying to flirt via talking about kids. Very clever. Everyone loves a single dad who loves his kids-- erm, almost everyone.
"I Dunno If They Did They Never Filmed It???"
...they probably did tho.
"They Did Send Anon Hate To Berdly Sometimes? That's Not That Bad The Wall Of Texts He Writes Back Are Very Funny. That's How They Keep Eachother Ready For Battle I Think
And Uhmmmmmm They've Been Trying To Pirate Stuff? Watch Music Videos- Do You Know Rush E They Watched It On Loop For Like Three Days Once."
...that's not answering the question, hm. Hand on her chin, Queen pouts lightly. Is Kris a good person?
"Well They're Nice To Noelle And Susie That's For Sure. And They Were A Very Good Lackey That One Time So Sure I Guess They Are!"
Ah. Concerning? It is not the first time Mike uses that tone with him ( the one that, depending on the day, either made him very irritated or very scared without a real reason, and that today miraculously finds him in a very weird middle ground - likely because of his confusion, way stronger than anything else right now ), but it is a really rare occurrence for sure. Tenna stares at Mike for a moment, the broken antenna twitching in a hidden show of him not really knowing how to respond. Eventually, only one answer comes to him.
« … o…kay? »
Okay. Uhm, yes, sure, okay Mike. Tell him something.
And he tells him something - that is… confusing? Tenna listens, opens his mouth to interrupt him, closes it without saying anything, keeps listening. In the end, it takes him a good handful of seconds before actually responding, his hands joined in prayer in front of the mouth in an attempt to actually find the right words. They really don't come. He's even more confused than before, to be fair.
« … uhm. Mike? Wwwwhat are you talking about? »
Joined hands lower to point at the smaller one, a nervous chuckle escaping him. « What restricted area? We're not in TV World anymore! » he exclaims, not as a scolding, but confusion making his voice louder than he would have liked. « We-we don't decide the rules anymore, why should you show--? What are you talking about?? »
--he took it well. Okay. Cool. Cool cool cool. The second those first words left Battat's lips, he knew he could be sooo fucked. That he could've made thing worse. Last thing he wanted was being yelled at by his boss because some Lightners decided it's a good idea to pull 'Mike' out of his nest!
Cue the tiniest, most imperceptable sigh of relief imaginable.
...eeeeeeeven if the words that follow make htings even more difficult to deal with. At least when Tenna starts yelling and screaming and throwing up all over the place he has the excuse to bolt it out of the scene! When he asks stuff, however... that's where the hard part of his job comes.
The part where he has to reach for every single goddamn straw he could find.
"…wwwwell, boss", he clears his throar, a hand going through the tiny chunk of hair atop the mask "The Prince is the one who put a locked door 'n all in front of my room, y'know? Ain't my problem if I thought he wanted to give us privacy--"
--wait, hold the horses. Hold all the horses. Maybe he's reading too much into it.
"...ya know which room I'm talkin' about, right?"
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑
generate ten headcanons for your muse and then either accept ✔ or reject ✖ them!
✔ Kris is was a sleepwalker. [ does the soul thing count ]
✖ Kris will remind others in the midst of chaos how good they're being.
✖ Kris is very good at walking in platform heels.
✔ Kris bites their nails.
✔ It would not take much for Kris to turn evil.
✔ If Kris was presented with an intergalactic portal, they would enter it without question.
✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ Kris voted sans in the tumblr sexyman poll.
✔ Kris has a roblox account.
✔ Kris shops exclusivaly at Hot Topic. [ their mom ask them to wear something less. like that tho,, ]
✖ Kris is oblivous to any and all romantic interest someone may show them.
@rebuildthestage
« Uhm, Mike? I've been hearing you went around fighting against the Lightners. I've received complains about it. Uhhh why did you do that...? »
"Boss. Lemme tell ya somethin'."
He sure as hell beat the crap out of the Lightners, alright. And with 'he', we mean Mike. All three of them. But of course, of course, when it's time to get yelled at, it's Motormouth who has to take the blame for something all three of them did! ...who CARES if he started, the Lightners were the one who started that crap when they entered the Mike Room!
Why the HELL did the Prince even make a Mike Room to BEGIN WITH?!
"Lemme do my job, and I'll let ya do yours, y'hear? They, like-
Got in a restricted area! If they break the rules I gotta show 'em what's good!"
ive talked about "childhood friends gone wrong" on here before right
there's probably already a name for this but it's a trope i coined for a very specific type of dynamic that im consistently obsessed with. give me two people who grew up together and played together and were each other's best friend and then Something Happened and now everything's fucked up but they're still friends. or they want to be at least. you look so different now and everything is so much more complicated now than when we played in your backyard but literally who else knows me better than you. who else could i ever call my best friend
The world changes and darkens around them, but it's a sight reserved for the other one and their heart shaped object, as nothing changes for the former Addison. In a world already dark, a few lights going out mean absolutely nothing - not until that one stays.
The hint of the wait seems to last hours. Hours of hands holding and twisting the receiver, hours of him swinging left and right because his legs are too weak to keep him steady, hours of blackness filled with something for the first time in so, so long. It takes just a few seconds, and yet millions of hours, to finally get that answer.
Tell me more.
« Of COURSE, dear costumER!! » he yells, and all his strength seems to come back at once as he takes a jump, and his muscle memory brings him back to that seller pose he used to take all the time: legs united like a single line, back straight, one hand beside him with one finger up, the other one - holding the receiver - behind him. His voice cracks for a second as he speaks, shifting in sound, now suddenly seeming to come from an old television speakers. « YOU SEE - u-unlike me, hehehaHA - y-y-you SEE, I used to be a BIG SHOT!! The BIGGEST!! But then-- then, I-I-I-y-you see I-- [[ hyperlink blocked ]]-- »
He stops, for just a moment. His form seems to lose his strength for a moment, as if one step away from falling to the ground, his smile still wide and there but now almost pained - more than before at least. « [[ hyperlink blocked ]]-- » he repeats again-
And then suddenly laughs loud, too loud, and he glitches, and he's back at the straight position he had before - despite now he's trembling much stronger than before, and the pose feels much more forced now. He can't see the wire around his left wrist shooting up and keeping him straight, only feels the sudden sting of pain in his arm - but the heart shaped object... perhaps it can.
« I NEED!! A LITTLE [[ generosity ]] !! BUT!! Don't you worryyyy I-I-I'm an [[ HonestMan ]] dear coSTUMEEER I AM!! SO!! ». A broken laugh. « Normal. » A hiccup. The hand pointing up moves towards the heart shaped object and shows a palm full of scars and cuts. « .............. [[ generosity ]] ?? I NEED TO ». A gasp for air. He's almost not breathing at this point. « EAT or I'll [[ die ]] . Pickle jar is also good. Everything costs. H-h-hungry hahaHAHAH »
Alright. Alright. It's still creepy. In fact, it's much worse than before, ironically enough. Wether actually playing in the man's delusion was a good idea or not, we're still not sure.
At least, they didn't have to deal with bullets, for now. This might just be a... matter of talking. Pick the right choices. Pretend they have any.
The Addison laughs. Kris gulps, feeling a shiver go up their spine. For some reason, the inability of talking about something so terrifying the other couldn't even name feels familiar. Terrifyingly so. The kind of familiarity they hope the SOUL couldn't notice.
We're moving on.
The stranger mentions being hungry, so their first instinct - they as in plural, this time - is to search through the inventory, their - singular - hand finding a CD Bagel they toss exactly on the man's palm, without taking a single step forward. It's just a matter of lucky aim.
This gotta be the right option, right?
