Greetings

The demon that comes when you call it's name...

[an-overfilled-glass]

* 𝔸 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕠, 𝕀 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤, * 𝕤𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕞. * 𝕀𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕.

——————————-

❥ Chara Dreemurr Roleplay Blog

❥ OC, AU, Multiverse Friendly

❥  ↻ or ♡ if you’d like to RP!

❥  About - Bio - Rules

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ UPDATE: NEW ABOUT SLIDES ]

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

"O-Oh? How's your sans? Is he doing well?" She asked with a soft voice

She held back a laugh from seeing chara try to do the puzzles, they were never properly active even back when she was alive, so seeing someone try to do them seemed quite funny to her.

"Pfff, What are you doing?" She giggled, still trying to hold back a bigger laugh but falling.

As they entered the more busy parts of the ruins a kid wearing violet overalls, with purple eyes and purple/white hair was chasing down a frogget.

The monster didn't seem to be in distress however, meanwhile the kid was giggling as they tried to catch them with a jump grab but failed and hit their face on the ground.

They didn't seem to mind though, as they got up while still giggling.

[an-overfilled-glass]

"Oh, he's getting along pretty well. Works a few job, enjoying himself, gets along great with his brother. It's really nice to see. Dude's having a good time." They choose to purposely leave out some of the less fun parts of Sans' life. No reason to dampen the mood.

"What?" Chara turned back at the question, a huge grin on their face. "Come on, what? Are you seriously gonna tell me you don't do the puzzles? They're like half the fun of the ruins! Even when they're broken! I have them all memorized." The ghost puffs up their chest with pride a little at the last bit, before desolving into a fit of giggles as they continued on.

The sight of a new human caused them to stop. They freeze in their. Spot for a minute, before slowly working to continue on, eyeing the other from afar and slowly moving closer to Kelly.

"Who's that?"

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

"O-oh I think I get it now, are all the other undergrounds distorted like that or have you seen an underground that's identical to yours?"

"Actually, have you ever met another version of yourself then? That sounds super weird if true, I can't imagine how strange it would be to meet another Kelly" She giggled

She was taken aback by the other's reaction to Gaster's name, why was he always so important?

"A-Actually he lives in the Snowdin Observatory, he adopted Gasriel a while ago. I don't think he ever worked in Hotlands though, he did used to work in The Capital but there was an...incident involving his past coligue which made him retreat to Snowdin. I don't know any of the details though, he doesn't like talking about his past"

She tilted her head to the side surprised.

"C-Chara? That's...a very specific name, kinda reminds me of ember's..." She muttered to herself before she noticed the other's hands and gently shook it.

"O-Oh? You fell down first in your underground, t-that's interesting to know, i'm Kelly Dreemurr, the first one to fall here as well, though it has been...a while since that happened"

"I don't think my asgore could rule anymore to be honest, not after being exiled by the queen. Poor gaster too, I hope he son is alright in your underground, he used to love his dad very much back then"

[an-overfilled-glass]

"I've seen basically Identical, but not exactly. Most of the smaller differences are things like, people remembering things they shouldn't or other stuff like that. It's weird. I haven't seen a me, yet, but I'm wouldn't be surprised, honestly. Sounds kinda weird though, right? Spooky."

You hum, glancing back to make sure she's still behind you as you continue forward. "Who's Gaster's son? Never knew he had one. Although probably a fault of a few people dying and all." There is a pause as you take something in, connecting a few mental dots.

"Dreemurr as in ‘Toriel and Asgore's kid’ or Dreemurr as in ‘Taken in by the ex king’? Cause, condolences for the first... Or both, I guess. Dreemurrs have a pattern with losing kids, huh? That sucks, to be overly blunt."

[prismatictale]

"Yeah, it could be weird if someone else sees two yous, how are they going to tell the difference?" She joked, giggling

"Yeah? His son W.D. Comic Sans, I guess it makes sense that you never met him, he passed away centuries ago"

"Dreemurr as in adopted by the king and queen after I fell down, i'm not their biological kid, that would be Asriel, but I rather not...talk about him..." Her tone got less joyful the more she talked about him.

"U-unfortunately, they don't deserve so much pain, no monster does." She spoke sadly.

As they floated, it was possible to see plenty of puzzles, though all of them were long deactivated and some even seemed broken in multiple places, a few monster could be seen, mostly frogets and other ruin monsters, though there were some from the core and hotlands here and there, none of them seemed to see either of them.

[an-overfilled-glass]

"Oh, Sans? I've met Sans. They never passed where I'm from. Mostly. Not the point. And no need to talk about Asriel. I know. At least one version of it. No reason to pick open old wounds at s time like this. We have better stuff to do."

As the ruins turn to puzzles you happily race forward, stepping in place the way on would if they could actually solve a puzzle, but of course it did nothing, being you were dead and the puzzles were broke. Didn't stop the ideal fun of it. A nice little break from stress to just make you smile.

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

"O-oh I think I get it now, are all the other undergrounds distorted like that or have you seen an underground that's identical to yours?"

"Actually, have you ever met another version of yourself then? That sounds super weird if true, I can't imagine how strange it would be to meet another Kelly" She giggled

She was taken aback by the other's reaction to Gaster's name, why was he always so important?

"A-Actually he lives in the Snowdin Observatory, he adopted Gasriel a while ago. I don't think he ever worked in Hotlands though, he did used to work in The Capital but there was an...incident involving his past coligue which made him retreat to Snowdin. I don't know any of the details though, he doesn't like talking about his past"

She tilted her head to the side surprised.

"C-Chara? That's...a very specific name, kinda reminds me of ember's..." She muttered to herself before she noticed the other's hands and gently shook it.

"O-Oh? You fell down first in your underground, t-that's interesting to know, i'm Kelly Dreemurr, the first one to fall here as well, though it has been...a while since that happened"

"I don't think my asgore could rule anymore to be honest, not after being exiled by the queen. Poor gaster too, I hope he son is alright in your underground, he used to love his dad very much back then"

[an-overfilled-glass]

"I've seen basically Identical, but not exactly. Most of the smaller differences are things like, people remembering things they shouldn't or other stuff like that. It's weird. I haven't seen a me, yet, but I'm wouldn't be surprised, honestly. Sounds kinda weird though, right? Spooky."

You hum, glancing back to make sure she's still behind you as you continue forward. "Who's Gaster's son? Never knew he had one. Although probably a fault of a few people dying and all." There is a pause as you take something in, connecting a few mental dots.

"Dreemurr as in ‘Toriel and Asgore's kid’ or Dreemurr as in ‘Taken in by the ex king’? Cause, condolences for the first... Or both, I guess. Dreemurrs have a pattern with losing kids, huh? That sucks, to be overly blunt."

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

She nodded, looking around as the trees slowly gave way to the more stone based architecture of the ruins proper, the stones were colored pink and had a lot of intricate designs etched in them, though most were faded by this point.

"Well you aren't wrong, there's a few families living around the lab in the snowdin observatory, I remember there being a huge town filled with lots of fluffy folks there when I was around, but I guess the blizzards were too much for them"

"I know some scientists yeah, but I don't think talking flowers exist? I never seen any Kindness mage make one, as far as I know only Determination souls can make beings that are aware they exist, all I can do is making cute flowers that work like sunflowers towards my soul"

Her expression shifted quickly at the mention of frisk's name, she seemed heavily conflicted towards it, but she was more confused on how the other knew his name.

"W-Wait, you know Frisk?! How?!"

"He isn't exactly...small, in fact besides Amara he's the oldest of the group, how...long have you been dead for?"

At first she thought the newcomer had died from the fall but...now that she realized they knew frisk when they were "small" That must mean that they must been dead for at least 10 years right?

"S-Still, i'm not sure how he could help you, he barely knows magic, and while smart I wouldn't say he's anything close to a scientist."

"W-Wait, you know Queen Toriel as well? I-i guess that would explain why you are a ghost, she's not known to spare humans if they make their way to the capital I guess, still how did you make your way back to the gardens? More importantly, how did you sneak by the sentries?"

[an-overfilled-glass]

Deep breath. May as well clear this all up.

They stop walking and turn back to the other ghost. "I am not from here. I'm from a version of the underground, just not this one. You heard of the butterfly effect? How every action spirals into something else? Well with every choice, a new path, a new world is made too. Like universe A where you pick choice A and universe B where you pick choice B. Etcetera, etcetera for everyone and everything so on yada yada whatever. That doesn't matter. What does matter is that I am from a place very different than this one and I need to figure out what me suddenly being here means for all that fun good-old timeline junk. I've skipped around a few, but they're never this different... It's almost creepy? Like. A weird kinda fun house mirror that got hit with a hammer and is broken up, too."

"I don't mean that your timeline is broken! It's just different. Mine probably looks broken to you. Just the nature of these things. The 'other' side is always subjective. Does that make sense? I don't think anything I'm saying is making that much sense. Sorry, I have a problem with rambling. Who are the scientists? One of them has gotta know something."

"... Or... Maybe not. Not if the flower isn't here. They may have never done any of the determination experiments which may have been mu best chance to find someone who got it. Hmm.." They turn back to pacing and walking forward. "Can the boss monsters see you? They never paid me much mind but I kinda chalked it up to grieving if they could- Grief does weird things to you." Another pause. "I guess I should probably tell you about back home since I keep pestering you with questions, so, feel free to ask if you have any."

[prismatictale]

That was...a lot to take in at once, she stared at the other with a expression that was a mix of confusion and worry that the other was someone who needed some kinda mental help of some kind;

Now kelly wasn't stupid, in fact she was one of the smartest kids in her class, but she never really...cared about the scientific study and such, that was stuff for the royal scientists to figure out, all she cared about was the final conclusions, not so much how they got there.

Blinking a few times, she looked down and tried to piece together what the other meant, it did make some sense but it was also complete nonsense at the same time, like a painting where 90% is correct but a few details are completely off which makes the whole thing look unfamiliar and creepy.

"S-so, let me see if I understand. You are from another underground, that's somewhat like this one but not exactly? And all of the differences com from different choices being made at different times?"

"I don't know what's a "fun-house mirror", but I think...i get what you mean...somewhat."

"W-Well it's Gazy and uncle Gaster, though I guess Gaster us the only one that's a proper scientist, Gasriel is still in training"

"N-Not really...Only humans with determination can see ghosts, t-though I do have a robot body that Gazy and Gaster made for me a while back, it's currently in maintenance though"

"O-okay, who are you? How do you know the name of so many monsters? You seem pretty...familiar with everything down here."

[an-overfilled-glass]

"Well, I'm not sure if all of it's from choices, but that's how it's generally explained in my experience. And a fun house mirror is a mirror that Instead of reflecting like normal everything looks warped, like you might be tall or short or wiggly or something. Generally 'off', if that makes sense. Kinda like how if you look in a spoon your reflection is upside down."

They keep trekking forward, nodding along to the supplied answers, until one. "Doctor Gaster?" Their entire face lights up, a bright smile spreading. "He's here? Or-- well a version of him- not the point. I need to see him. The sooner the better. Where does he live? Hotland? The core? Whatever we'll get there soon enough!" Their smile only falters a little at the questions in return, but it doesn't fail. "Oh- right! Dang I got so," they laugh at their own foolishness and hold out a hand. "Greetings. I am Chara. The first human who fell into the underground, at least where I'm from, which is notably not here. And I know so much 'cause it's so similar to back home. But different. Asgore stayed king where I'm from, for one, and Gaster is long missing."

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

She nodded, looking around as the trees slowly gave way to the more stone based architecture of the ruins proper, the stones were colored pink and had a lot of intricate designs etched in them, though most were faded by this point.

"Well you aren't wrong, there's a few families living around the lab in the snowdin observatory, I remember there being a huge town filled with lots of fluffy folks there when I was around, but I guess the blizzards were too much for them"

"I know some scientists yeah, but I don't think talking flowers exist? I never seen any Kindness mage make one, as far as I know only Determination souls can make beings that are aware they exist, all I can do is making cute flowers that work like sunflowers towards my soul"

Her expression shifted quickly at the mention of frisk's name, she seemed heavily conflicted towards it, but she was more confused on how the other knew his name.

"W-Wait, you know Frisk?! How?!"

"He isn't exactly...small, in fact besides Amara he's the oldest of the group, how...long have you been dead for?"

At first she thought the newcomer had died from the fall but...now that she realized they knew frisk when they were "small" That must mean that they must been dead for at least 10 years right?

"S-Still, i'm not sure how he could help you, he barely knows magic, and while smart I wouldn't say he's anything close to a scientist."

"W-Wait, you know Queen Toriel as well? I-i guess that would explain why you are a ghost, she's not known to spare humans if they make their way to the capital I guess, still how did you make your way back to the gardens? More importantly, how did you sneak by the sentries?"

[an-overfilled-glass]

Deep breath. May as well clear this all up.

They stop walking and turn back to the other ghost. "I am not from here. I'm from a version of the underground, just not this one. You heard of the butterfly effect? How every action spirals into something else? Well with every choice, a new path, a new world is made too. Like universe A where you pick choice A and universe B where you pick choice B. Etcetera, etcetera for everyone and everything so on yada yada whatever. That doesn't matter. What does matter is that I am from a place very different than this one and I need to figure out what me suddenly being here means for all that fun good-old timeline junk. I've skipped around a few, but they're never this different... It's almost creepy? Like. A weird kinda fun house mirror that got hit with a hammer and is broken up, too."

"I don't mean that your timeline is broken! It's just different. Mine probably looks broken to you. Just the nature of these things. The 'other' side is always subjective. Does that make sense? I don't think anything I'm saying is making that much sense. Sorry, I have a problem with rambling. Who are the scientists? One of them has gotta know something."

"... Or... Maybe not. Not if the flower isn't here. They may have never done any of the determination experiments which may have been mu best chance to find someone who got it. Hmm.." They turn back to pacing and walking forward. "Can the boss monsters see you? They never paid me much mind but I kinda chalked it up to grieving if they could- Grief does weird things to you." Another pause. "I guess I should probably tell you about back home since I keep pestering you with questions, so, feel free to ask if you have any."

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

That didn't exactly make the most sense to her, she wasn't aware of reset or timelines or anything like that, that was stuff only Gasriel and Gaster knew and were very much secretive about it.

"I-I don't think I follow? D-Did you fall down before? I-I don't remember hearing about any human who managed to exit the barrier and live" They didn't exactly look alive but still.

She couldn't help but to float back as they approached her, she averted her gaze from them and scratched the back of her head as the other inquired about asgore.

"W-Well...H-He did...a-a long time ago"

"B-Both of them aren't...alive anymore i'm afraid" She muttered looking away, she didn't really want to tell the other she was one of them, that wasn't exactly a pleasant topic to her.

[an-overfilled-glass]

"I mean. I have a few times. Not the point. I outta get going. This is not my place and I really need to find how to get back before something happens."

They pull a half fake smile and walk past them, forward into where they hope to find the ruins.

"Tell me of the monsters here, if you would? It's still The Ruins, Snowdin, Waterfall, Holland, then New Home, right?" They continue walking, not paying attention to of they were being followed as they started to mutter under there breath. "Hm. Alphys might be helpful, at least the lab could be good... Maybe."

[prismatictale]

"W-What?" She confusingly said as chara walked past her, not seeing much of an option she followed the other in hopes of not having them get into trouble.

"W-Well most monsters live in the ruins and in the capital, Snowdin is too cold and filled with too many blizzards to allow proper cities to be formed there, while Hotlands is filled with geotermal plants and is far too hot for most monsters, there's also a lot of earthquakes there so most people just avoid it"

"You are mostly right, it's The Gardens, The Ruins, Snowdin, Waterfalls, Hotlands, New Home and The Capital, the ladder is where the queen lives, though I wouldn't recommend going there, they are pretty hostile to humans"

She didn't catch the other's mumblings however.

"I-I don't think you can get out of the underground, you are stuck down here, like all of us are"

[an-overfilled-glass]

As the other spoke, they nod along, snapping their fingers idly. They aren't trying to ignore her, even if their actions would suggest as much. "To be honest, you'd be surprised how many towns and alike can pop up simply because they want to and people are too stubborn to move. There's some kinda message in there, I bet. Not the point."

"Oh, I know that. Don't think I don't, I'm perfectly aware. But it's not a matter of escape I guess I'm more looking for... Transfer. I guess that works." They stop their walk, turning to look back at the other. "There's se kinda. Scientist, yeah? Maybe a talking flower thing? You know where I can spot those?"

"Or-- a human. A live one. Small kid, red soul, named Frisk. Ring any bells? Probably not. They normally are already here... But so is flower boy. Or Toriel. Or Asgore? I guess? Is Asgore the caretaker of the ruins? Huh. Maybe flower boy it's a... flower boy. But you said the royal kids were dead, right? Weird."

You walk deeper into the underground, pacing around a bit to try and make sense of it all.

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

That didn't exactly make the most sense to her, she wasn't aware of reset or timelines or anything like that, that was stuff only Gasriel and Gaster knew and were very much secretive about it.

"I-I don't think I follow? D-Did you fall down before? I-I don't remember hearing about any human who managed to exit the barrier and live" They didn't exactly look alive but still.

She couldn't help but to float back as they approached her, she averted her gaze from them and scratched the back of her head as the other inquired about asgore.

"W-Well...H-He did...a-a long time ago"

"B-Both of them aren't...alive anymore i'm afraid" She muttered looking away, she didn't really want to tell the other she was one of them, that wasn't exactly a pleasant topic to her.

[an-overfilled-glass]

"I mean. I have a few times. Not the point. I outta get going. This is not my place and I really need to find how to get back before something happens."

They pull a half fake smile and walk past them, forward into where they hope to find the ruins.

"Tell me of the monsters here, if you would? It's still The Ruins, Snowdin, Waterfall, Holland, then New Home, right?" They continue walking, not paying attention to of they were being followed as they started to mutter under there breath. "Hm. Alphys might be helpful, at least the lab could be good... Maybe."

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

The garden was filled with countless trees, each more different than the other, most of them bearing fruits and the others bearing flowers.

What seemed to be a consistent motif around the garden was that the fruits and flowers were all colored around very bright colors, in particular the 7 traits that humans are born with, though there seemed to be 3 exceptions, those being pink, black, white and gray.

However, the weirdest part was that there seemed to be another...color? It wasn't like the others however, it wasn't even a color, it was static, giving out a soft hum as it breached into view. That wasn't the weirdest part though, fruits bearing that pattern vanished once you looked directly at them, the fruits simply becoming the color of another trait and the flowers completely vanishing. That's not to say they weren't visible, they were, but only by the corner of one's eyes.

As time passed in the garden, someone else seemed to approach it from the northern corridor, one couldn't hear them however, there didn't seem to be footsteps present at all, what gave it away was that all the flowers would suddenly turn towards the wall that separated the garden from the corridor, they would slowly turn towards the door, as if they were locked on to something on the other side.

Eventually a figure emerged from the doorway, a human child, though they seemed far from normal, they were clearly a ghost and had unusual features, such as a abnormal hair and bright green eyes. The figure would then entered the room, looking around at the doorway first.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" Spoke the ghost in a regal voice, with plenty of reverb and some sorta echo under it all.

[an-overfilled-glass]

The strange spectacle of the garden fascinated Chara. They knew the main few colors well enough, but those few that stood out from the pattern drew their attention over and over. They always were one to try and puzzle out things, even if there was no real riddle there to find. That never stopped them before.

As the strange plant life started to move, to look towards the opening, Chara frooze. Moving flowers were not a thing to take lightly, especially ones that seemed to tell some connection to souls from their colors and flickering shades. The sound of a voice is what set off the building panic and they spun around, eyes wide and a small knife in their grip. The blade was as real as they were; little more than an illustration put on by an undying soul. It was more if a scare tactic than a real threat, but they didn't mean they wouldn't try to use it if given the chance to.

The green ghost child would be faced with a rather frail looking human in a somewhat similar situation. They were small for their age, and looked a bit too thin but not unhealthily so. Their face held a pink flush. It wasn't a flush of embarrassment, or from the cold, but rather the hot red burning of a fever. For a moment, their wide, scared eyes darted around, looking for the source of the voice, before locking onto the voice. Chara's expression of fear shifted to one of confusion with a hint of aggravation.

"What are you doing here?"

[prismatictale]

Kelly floated a few inches back, surprised by not only seeing a human she didn't recognise, but also a ghost human! She never seen anyone else as a ghost or anything like that, were they dead? Were they born a ghost? She knew the legends of the ghost people of the west but she thought they were only legends.

"W-What?! W-What do you mean what i'm doing here?" She spoke in a confused tone, tilting her head to the side slightly, her voice also showed that she seemed to be quite offended at the other's remark, even if her face didn't seem to show that, she learned to now show her hand through emotions easily by her human parents.

As she tried to regain her composure she started to take a better look at the other, they seemed...frail? Malnourished even, kinda like Skipper when they first fell a year ago. Though skipper wasn't a ghost, unlike the newcomer, which made her wonder why they looked like that, when she came back as a ghost she looked nothing like her body when she died, no stab wounds or cuts, instead she looked like she did when she fell.

"W-Well, this is The Garden, it's where I come to take care of the plants and check to see if any new humans fell down recently."

"Usually this is asgore's job, but he's busy with some...personal matters so he asked me to help him with his chores" She hummed and posed proudly, floating in the air with the grace of a princess.

"B-But don't be scared, I'm not here to hurt you or anything, I like seeing new faces around town, especially a rather ghostly one" She giggled softly, she wasn't sure if the other was hostile to her, afraid of her or maybe a combination of both, regardless she hoped she could show them she's not a threat.

[an-overfilled-glass]

Well, that answers it. This isn't your place. That's curious. You've been jumbled around, thrown into different versions of the timeline over and over again, but this was a different kind of difficult. This was the underground, sure enough, but not a place you know. As this becomes slowly clearer as they take on the words, they design is visibly relax.

"I'm not scared of you. I'm not scared of monsters, either. Maybe here, maybe now, but I'm no newcomer to the underground. Just this one."

They fall into a silence, stepping forward to get a closer look at the fellow human. They aren't quite sure if anything they just said made any sense, but that didn't matter right now.

"Asgore. Does he have children? Who are they?"

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[prismatictale]

The garden was filled with countless trees, each more different than the other, most of them bearing fruits and the others bearing flowers.

What seemed to be a consistent motif around the garden was that the fruits and flowers were all colored around very bright colors, in particular the 7 traits that humans are born with, though there seemed to be 3 exceptions, those being pink, black, white and gray.

However, the weirdest part was that there seemed to be another...color? It wasn't like the others however, it wasn't even a color, it was static, giving out a soft hum as it breached into view. That wasn't the weirdest part though, fruits bearing that pattern vanished once you looked directly at them, the fruits simply becoming the color of another trait and the flowers completely vanishing. That's not to say they weren't visible, they were, but only by the corner of one's eyes.

As time passed in the garden, someone else seemed to approach it from the northern corridor, one couldn't hear them however, there didn't seem to be footsteps present at all, what gave it away was that all the flowers would suddenly turn towards the wall that separated the garden from the corridor, they would slowly turn towards the door, as if they were locked on to something on the other side.

Eventually a figure emerged from the doorway, a human child, though they seemed far from normal, they were clearly a ghost and had unusual features, such as a abnormal hair and bright green eyes. The figure would then entered the room, looking around at the doorway first.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" Spoke the ghost in a regal voice, with plenty of reverb and some sorta echo under it all.

[an-overfilled-glass]

The strange spectacle of the garden fascinated Chara. They knew the main few colors well enough, but those few that stood out from the pattern drew their attention over and over. They always were one to try and puzzle out things, even if there was no real riddle there to find. That never stopped them before.

As the strange plant life started to move, to look towards the opening, Chara frooze. Moving flowers were not a thing to take lightly, especially ones that seemed to tell some connection to souls from their colors and flickering shades. The sound of a voice is what set off the building panic and they spun around, eyes wide and a small knife in their grip. The blade was as real as they were; little more than an illustration put on by an undying soul. It was more if a scare tactic than a real threat, but they didn't mean they wouldn't try to use it if given the chance to.

The green ghost child would be faced with a rather frail looking human in a somewhat similar situation. They were small for their age, and looked a bit too thin but not unhealthily so. Their face held a pink flush. It wasn't a flush of embarrassment, or from the cold, but rather the hot red burning of a fever. For a moment, their wide, scared eyes darted around, looking for the source of the voice, before locking onto the voice. Chara's expression of fear shifted to one of confusion with a hint of aggravation.

"What are you doing here?"

[an-overfilled-glass]

[ Closed roleplay with @gasrieldreemurr ]

The world was a cold and quiet darkness. It was always like this in the beginnings, after a loop restarts and the child's ghost was set to replay it all over again. With time, the darkness would retreat from their vision, and they would find themself in the familiar hole that they had fallen into so long ago. This time, however, as they blinked the darkness from their sight, it became clear this was not the pit in the mountain that was so familiar at this point. Although it was certainly still the same area, it was vastly different. Around them they found flowers and tress all around, stretching themselves up into the sunlight that broke down from the surface.

For a long moment, Chara sat there. They simply gazed around at the beautiful garden, a spark of amazement in their eyes as they looked over it all. It felt so much like home yet so strange at the same time. Simply an amazing thing. In the back of their mind, they felt a prickle of worry, but they pushed those thoughts away in turn for standing up and begining to walk around the grounds of the garden.

[an-overfilled-glass]

(( Hello everyone! I'd like to apologize for my absence for the last however long. School had taken up most of my time, and I decided to try and reflect a bit on my interpretation of Chara and try to update it a bit. Anyway, I am currently on a break from school so I'd like to try and get myself back into rping and potentially do some house cleaning stuff. ))

(( Thank you all for understanding, let me know if you'd like to plot or If I owe you a reply. Happy holidays or just midwinter if you don't celebrate anything! ))

[loveletterworm]

I cannot understand these feelings anymore.

(i just felt like drawing chara it’s been one million years)

[an-overfilled-glass]

[[ Hello! Some personal stuff has left me a bit scattered as of late, and I haven't been very active ]]

[[ if I owe you a reply, please shoot me a message! I'd like to try and get back into the swing of things. ]]

[an-overfilled-glass]

[[ Hello! Some personal stuff has left me a bit scattered as of late, and I haven't been very active ]]

[[ if I owe you a reply, please shoot me a message! I'd like to try and get back into the swing of things. ]]

[finnl3t]

sorry for not posting for awhile lol

i saw the second picture on instagram (@/epicisah) and drew it

the background isn’t the best but whatever

[an-overfilled-glass]

[🎃 It's Halloween! Like/RB for a spooky themed starter! 🎃]

[🎃 Also, feel free to message me if you'd rather have a playful spooky or a horror spooky feel. Have a happy Halloween! 🎃]