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𝘈 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘐𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯
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Upon closer inspection, they could see that those little hands were segmented at the knuckles. Bending and articulating a little mechanically, as if it were being puppeted by something or someone. Another peculiar point of interest was its mandibles! It wasn't the same as its normal kind of common pest cockroach, nor it's skull patterned prothorax... Actually, this bug seems to be a hodgepodge, mix-matched of several insects. If Lucen wanted to inspect it more, now's the chance! It's approaching for more food, antennae leaning forward and twiddling expectantly.~
Fortunately, they had another cookie crumb prepared! Gently placing it on the floor. Big golden eyes focused onto the roach with fascination. They were pretty sure roaches usually didn't look like that!
They were now so fascinated, that they even cast a small orb of light. Making sure that it would follow the little critter around while they were just laying on the floor to watch.
"...How curious...did someone make you too? "
If you are an angel, you have fallen awfully far into Hell. Evan picked up the trap and set it into the leather sack that hung at his waist. He then turned back to the other and looked them over. He had no idea who they were, but it seemed they were about as damaged as most of the other Killers. They almost reminded the Trapper of the Wraith. Evan sat down on a broken section of wall and speared his cleaver into the soil. He kept his eyes focused on the stranger, his curiosity finally piqued after what felt like years of slaughter and pursuit. How did you end up here? Did the Fog claim you?
Hell was perhaps a good way to describe it. On the other hand, perhaps they had never left hell. Past always clinging onto them like a dark looming shadow. His question was strange, nor could they recall what had happened prior to this. Their memories rather vague and scattered, unable to recall when they were taken, or rather at what point in their life were they taken.
"...I think it did. It..must be some sort of punishment..for what I did without knowing. How..unfair but deserved maybe. " Despite their words, there was a hint of bitterness to it. Yes, they were a victim and had never done something horrid on purpose. But had the universe decided otherwise? How cruel fate could be...
"...Will you kill me? "
Lucen had no idea where to go. This place felt strange and abnormal. Everything was laid out like it was meant to trap people. Finding a way out seemed nigh impossible. After all, no one explained the rules to them.
After a while of running and desperate hiding as their mind and thoughts became tunneled, everything stopped. Once a searing pain coursed throughout their body. They had stepped into one of the traps. They just...stared at it, seeing the blood and just acting out of pure instinct.
Another survivor may have tried to pull themselves out, or trying to open the trap. But they..behaved a lot differently than expected. Instead, they simply sat down and..tried to chew their own leg off. As if caught in a daze, extreme survival instincts kicking in.
Perhaps it was something about this realm. But engaging into this act made them feel stronger? As if they regained their energy? Well..back then when they were young and fed 'meat', it was to strengthen them. To make the 'angel' more powerful.
Their heart was racing. Their mind blank and fueled by pure adrenaline. The taste of their own blood slowly making them feel sick, almost drowsy even. As rememberance of a dark time in their life returned to them.
Lucen may have succumbed to the feeling if he hadn't intervened. Golden eyes looking back at him. Their blank gaze vanishing as they felt their own will return.
The pain remained, blinking slowly they pondered over his movements. Perhaps they had seen this before? A long time ago within a clinic...
"...Thank...you? "
They managed to say outloud. Vaguely understanding what he meant. Maybe this place would help them understand more? Or make things worse.
"...I guess...I'm not a good 'angel' after all.."
Evan smirked under his mask, immediately in pursuit as he followed the scratch marks, the Entity's way of giving the Trapper a way to follow his victims even through the fog. Just as he lived in life when he killed those men and left his father to die, the suffering of others became muted noise. Evan stopped for a moment to plant a bear trap on a trail, hiding it in the tall grass. He would do this every ten feet or so, placing it at key points that other survivors had used to avoid him.
Lucen had no idea where to go. This place felt strange and abnormal. Everything was laid out like it was meant to trap people. Finding a way out seemed nigh impossible. After all, no one explained the rules to them.
After a while of running and desperate hiding as their mind and thoughts became tunneled, everything stopped. Once a searing pain coursed throughout their body. They had stepped into one of the traps. They just...stared at it, seeing the blood and just acting out of pure instinct.
Another survivor may have tried to pull themselves out, or trying to open the trap. But they..behaved a lot differently than expected. Instead, they simply sat down and..tried to chew their own leg off. As if caught in a daze, extreme survival instincts kicking in.
Perhaps it was something about this realm. But engaging into this act made them feel stronger? As if they regained their energy? Well..back then when they were young and fed 'meat', it was to strengthen them. To make the 'angel' more powerful.
questions only sentence starters
if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .
who . . .
“ Who are you? ”
“ Who do you serve? ”
“ Who taught you that? ”
“ Who’s really in control here? ”
“ Who are you running from? ”
“ Who did this to you? ”
“ Who’s coming for us? ”
“ Who do you think I am? ”
“ Who else knows about this? ”
“ Who are you trying to protect? ”
what . . .
“ What are you? ”
“ What do you want from me? ”
“ What are you hiding? ”
“ What were you planning to do? ”
“ What just happened? ”
“ What did you see back there? ”
“ What did you promise them? ”
“ What happens if I don’t let you go? ”
“ What are the rules I’m not supposed to break? ”
“ What happens after the portal closes? ”
where . . .
“ Where did you come from? ”
“ Where are we? ”
“ Where are you going? ”
“ Where were you when it happened? ”
“ Where does this path lead? ”
“ Where did you get that scar? ”
“ Where is everyone else? ”
“ Where should I stand? ”
“ Where did you put the body? ”
“ Where were you hiding all this time? ”
when . . .
“ When did this start? ”
“ When were you going to tell me? ”
“ When was the last time you felt safe? ”
“ When do we leave? ”
“ When did you stop trusting me? ”
“ When does this end? ”
“ When did you realise the truth? ”
“ When do things go wrong? ”
“ When did you choose this path? ”
“ When will you look at me and be honest? ”
how . . .
“ How long have you been watching me? ”
“ How did you survive? ”
“ How much do you remember? ”
“ How are you this calm right now? ”
“ How bad is it? ”
“ How did you know my name? ”
“ How far are you willing to go? ”
“ How many lies have you told me? ”
“ How do you live with this? ”
“ How are we supposed to fix this? ”
are . . .
“ Are you human? ”
“ Are you okay? ”
“ Are you lying to me right now? ”
“ Are you scared? ”
“ Are you tired? ”
“ Are you hiding something? ”
“ Are you bound by oath or by magic? ”
“ Are you trying to start a fight? ”
“ Are you always this dramatic? ”
“ Are you going to explain or just stare? ”
do . . .
“ Do you trust me? ”
“ Do you remember your name? ”
“ Do you remember me? ”
“ Do you miss them? ”
“ Do you always talk this much? ”
“ Do you have any idea what you just did? ”
“ Do you ever sleep? ”
“ Do you want me to stay? ”
“ Do you think I’m stupid? ”
“ Do you believe in fate? ”
have . . .
“ Have you eaten yet? ”
“ Have we met before? ”
“ Have you been here long? ”
“ Have you done this before? ”
“ Have you ever killed someone? ”
“ Have you been lying to me? ”
“ Have you lost anyone? ”
“ Have you forgiven yourself? ”
“ Have you always been like this? ”
“ Have you already chosen a side? ”
is . . .
“ Is this place real? ”
“ Is something bothering you? ”
“ Is that weapon even legal here? ”
“ Is this your idea of a joke? ”
“ Is this your way of flirting? ”
“ Is someone watching us? ”
“ Is it supposed to hurt like this? ”
“ Is there a way out? ”
“ Is this what you wanted? ”
“ Is it too late to turn back? ”
can . . .
“ Can I ask you a weird question? ”
“ Can you hear that? ”
“ Can I trust you? ”
“ Can you keep a secret? ”
“ Can we slow down? ”
“ Can you help me bury a body? ”
“ Can you look at me? ”
“ Can we talk about what happened? ”
“ Can you stop pretending? ”
“ Can you promise me something? ”
will . . .
“ Will you stay with me? ”
“ Will you tell me the truth? ”
“ Will this ever end? ”
“ Will you protect me? ”
“ Will they come back for us? ”
“ Will you remember me? ”
“ Will you choose a side? ”
“ Will you regret this? ”
“ Will you still look at me the same way? ”
“ Will you stop me if I’m wrong? ”
should . . .
“ Should I be worried? ”
“ Should we be running? ”
“ Should I follow you? ”
“ Should I be afraid of you? ”
“ Should we pretend this never happened? ”
“ Should I stay or go? ”
“ Should I believe you? ”
“ Should I be honest with you? ”
“ Should we trust them? ”
“ Should I have come here? ”
would . . .
“ Would you do it again? ”
“ Would you lie to protect me? ”
“ Would this have been different if I had stayed? ”
“ Would you really let me die? ”
“ Would you have saved them instead? ”
“ Would you still care if you knew the truth? ”
“ Would you leave if I asked? ”
“ Would this hurt less if I understood? ”
“ Would you forgive me? ”
“ Would you choose me this time? ”
could . . .
“ Could you survive without me? ”
“ Could this world exist without you? ”
“ Could this get any worse? ”
“ Could you teach me how to do that? ”
“ Could you be wrong? ”
“ Could you be lying to yourself? ”
“ Could you forgive them? ”
“ Could this be a trap? ”
“ Could you handle the truth if I told you? ”
“ Could you live with the consequences? ”
//small deltarune ch5 spoiler
Ngl Lucen would love Flowery,,,like deadass think he's cool.
Lucen needed a moment but it didn't take them long to feel an overwhelming sense of dread. Seeing this large person approach with such determination would surely intimidate anyone. The weapons certainly didn't help.
They froze like a deer caught in the headlights before suddenly sprinting away. Their heart racing within as something about this place felt almost suffocating to them. As if they had been here before. Perhaps not in an actual sense. But mentally? It felt all too familiar.
They had no idea why they were here, but hiding amongst the bushes and the scent of dried blood wasn't new to them. The taste still lingering within...
Evan slowed down when he noticed the stranger seemingly frozen, his head tilting to the side as he looked them over. They looked terrified for certain, but there was something else. Something almost like recognition. Were they a survivor he hadn't hunted yet? The Trapper decided he would force them to move, to begin the game, and slowly approached them, raising his cleaver into the air. He would bring it down on them, right at their neck. Either they responded and try to run or get cut down.
They had no idea what they were in this situation. Was this place some kind of punishment? For the sins they have committed? Albeit unknowingly and unwillingly. Right now though, they immediately ran. Trying their hardest to at the very least find a place to hide or a tree to climb on.
The scent of old blood still making them feel erratic, not knowing what to do. Could they even take on a being like him? Not really but..perhaps they could do something else? Even if it was for the sake of survival, searching for meat felt gross now. But it was necessary for their idea.
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Evan tilted his head at the sight of the newcomer. They didn't look like any of the other survivors he had hunted before and he had no idea what the entity's plan was. Whatever the case was, he was told to pursue, capture and hook anyone in his realm and he was going to. He pulled his machete out and began to approach the stranger, his grip firm on the handle while his free hand carried a bear trap.
Lucen needed a moment but it didn't take them long to feel an overwhelming sense of dread. Seeing this large person approach with such determination would surely intimidate anyone. The weapons certainly didn't help.
They froze like a deer caught in the headlights before suddenly sprinting away. Their heart racing within as something about this place felt almost suffocating to them. As if they had been here before. Perhaps not in an actual sense. But mentally? It felt all too familiar.
They had no idea why they were here, but hiding amongst the bushes and the scent of dried blood wasn't new to them. The taste still lingering within...
Evan was patrolling through the steel mill, following the all too familiar trails he once used with his father. He was gathering up the beartraps the Entity had scattered around for it's little 'game.' It was nearly pointless and idle task that he went through in a moment. Hunt, kill, clean up repeat. It made sure he didn't lose what was left of his mind. He had knelt down for yet another trap when he paused and turned his head slightly. There wasn't a game active. Why was he sensing someone nearby?
@singulos
This place. Certainly didn't ring any bells from them. Even by how much they repressed, this was certainly no part of it.
Wandering aimlessly, not knowing where to go, they froze once they saw someone else there. Something told them not to remain and yet they did.
"...Hello? "
Relationship Types
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PLATONIC
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ENEMIES
🦴 mortal enemies 💀 enemies ⚔️ rivalry 🗡️ one-sided rivalry/grudge ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 🧠 enemies as narrative foils 💬 enemies because of conflicting ideologies 🤫 one muse is secretly an enemy/traitor to the other muse ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) 😨 one muse is using the other muse for their benefit ( specify which muse, Sender or Receiver ) ❌ guilty by association 🚫 friends to enemies 🪓 occupational enemies 🩸 enemies tolerating each other for a common goal ⚫ enemies using each other out of convenience ⬜ coworkers who hate each other
Original by lunarscaled, who is deactivated.
Tadc!Lucen believing they're an Ai simply because they joined the circus during a time where their disassociation was really bad due to the events in human!verse.
› HORROR TENSION STARTERS PT I.
"Don’t turn around."
"Did you hear that?"
"You’re not alone here."
"It’s already too late."
"Something’s watching us."
"Stay quiet. Stay still."
"They’re right behind you."
"I wouldn’t go in there."
"Whatever you do, run."
"Keep the lights on."
"I saw it move."
"Don't let it see you."
"You’re shaking."
"It knows your name."
"I can smell the blood."
"Don’t breathe. Not yet."
"It’s inside the house."
"Close the door. Now."
"You weren’t supposed to survive."
"They’re coming for you."
"It's already inside you."
"I told you not to look."
"You're not safe with me."
"It’s feeding on us."
"This place is cursed."
"Why are you smiling?"
"I’m not alone in here."
"You’re bleeding."
"You're not you anymore."
"Get away from me."
"Don’t trust what you see."
"I heard it whisper."
"It’s wearing your face."
"You weren’t supposed to find this."
"The walls are listening."
"We’re trapped with it."
"You’re next."
"You’re too late."
"Did you lock the door?"
"It’s already in your head."
"Stop smiling. It’s not funny."
"That wasn’t me."
"You brought it here."
"It’s under the bed."
"You should’ve stayed dead."
"It’s not over yet."
"They never left."
"This isn’t real... is it?"
"It’s learning."
// Deltarune!Lucen not only being a manifestation of the Prophecy Belief but also a manifestation of grief and fear based on missing people that vanished.
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Cont.
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Fortunately, they weren't going to capture them. Instead they were amazed and perhaps a bit grossed out by how humanlike the roache's hands looked. Very uncanny...but interesting!
So much so that they simply laid down onto the floor to watch. Eyes wide in amazement as they simply observed. Perhaps they were just bored today?
first meeting sentence starters.
send one to have our muses meet for the first time.
“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”
“I think you dropped this.”
“You look lost. Need some help?”
“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”
“You’re sitting in my spot.”
“Whoa! Careful!”
“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”
“Is that seat taken?”
“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”
“You’re blocking the doorway.”
“Were you just staring at me?”
“Excuse me, do you know the time?”
“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”
“I’ve been sent to find you.”
“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”
“Do you work here?”
“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”
“You’ve got something on your face.”
“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”
“Do you know the way to ___?”
“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”
“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”
“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”
“You look like you could use a friend.”
“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”
“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”
“I think we’re stuck in here together.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”
“Are you the new neighbor?”
“First time in town?”
“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”
“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”
“Do you mind if I join you?”
“I think you’re in the wrong place.”
“You seem… out of place.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”
“That was a close call.”
“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”
“Mind if I walk with you?”
“You look like you’re in trouble.”
“Was that your doing back there?”
“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”
“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”
“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”
“Do I want to know what just happened?”
“You might want to keep your voice down.”
“Is it always this strange around here?”
“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”
“Looks like we’re in this together now.”