I held the world upon a string, but he didn't ever hold me
Spun the stars on my fingernails, but it never made me happy
'Cause I realized too late I couldn't have him.
I won the world at a carnival, but I could never win him. Because he was never a prize to begin with!
I'm sure he thinks he knows why, but I see the bright blue skies with my eyes.
He never loved me, he was just passing time
I could never love you even if you knew how to lie. You're out of your mind. Throwing a line out to sea to see if you can catch a dream.
The sun was always in my eyes. I was never really waving at him.
I have so much love surrounded with good people and amazing support. I'll save my kisses for someone that deserves it.
He didn't ruin me and didn't make me interesting. I was always a bright star.
(I wanted to write the girl's response after hearing this song for the first time in a long time! I forgot how cruel and obnoxious the singer sounds and imagined an animation as him as the narrator sucking at being a background character haha. But I wanted a happy ending for the girl <3)
I got inspired by a novel called No Longer Human and decided to use that muse to write some insightful perspectives for a game I'm working on!
Hoping this helps me with ideas, but enjoy this random bit of writing haha💕
This is the perspective of the MC:
Shaved gravings of graphite stained the sides of my hands as they glided over the paper. Sounds of scribbles and skritches filled the silence in this small room I hid in.
Hiding from the world; all the eyes and thoughts that were always growing louder till it was painfully deafening.
Drawing helped me focus. It stopped all the noises and incoherent voices....
I glance at my phone and notice the time.
A sense of dread washes over me as I realize its almost time to go to work.
Before I get up, I stretch my limbs. I put down the unfinished sketch and prepare myself, physically and mentally, for another day....
.....I greet the next customer with a fake smile and take their order. I got here on time like usual and was put on cashier duty. I preferred working in the backhouse where they made the boba and desserts we served.
It was less people to deal with.
"And your total is...three dollars...and fifty cents!"
I scrambled to grab the coins from the register and hand them to the customer in a timely fashion.
I forced another smile as I thanked them while they walked away. I looked ahead of me and realized there weren't any customers ordering anymore, I mean it wasn't a rush hour now. Now, people were just waiting for their orders as they talked with friends or went on their phones to pass the time.
Their voices and the auditory vibrations left prickles on my skin, especially their laughter. It echoed through my head and left shivers down my spine.
I looked around and waited for anyone else to order before desperately trying to make my way to the kitchen.
The perks of this job was the free drinks at least.
And I needed a sweet treat to calm my nerves...
Thank you for reading💕 Just wanted to do a short story to get back into the practice of writing after a couple of months!
This is the beginning of my introduction, to the beautiful universe that Limbo resides in. Here, you'll find a charming selection of characters I hope you'll eventually get to talk to once I start working on the game aspect of this. For now, please enjoy this abstract piece.
Moth's POV:
I opened my eyes and looked around. I gathered my surroundings and glanced down at my hands. I close them into a fist and open them with a stretch until I can feel the sensation.
"Alright...now, what's going on?"
Every time I wake up, either days or maybe a week passes and something new is always happening. Always a new problem that needs to be solved.
The ground beneath me is soft. I am walking through a field of clouds. This is the cloud realm. Not a very creative name, I know, but its what it is.
Its easy to get lost and its easy to hide here.
I....don't know what I'm looking for. Last I remembered we were still looking for the rest of the gang. Maybe that's why I'm here? I want to call out but I'm afraid to use my voice.
Am I afraid that no one will answer? Or am I terrified of who might respond?
I have no reason to be scared. This world is like a playground. A....sandbox, if you will. And I have the power to make anything and nothing happen.
....but why am I scared?
It's true despite what others may think, that God's bleed. But I wouldn't call myself one....that'd be hubris. No, I'm just a humble servant.
I keep walking an endless road of nothing. The vapors and fog swaying as I move through the air.
If I think of home, a door will appear eventually. But. That's not what I want right now.
Maybe I'm not looking for someone or something. Perhaps I'm trying to hide....or run away.
I'm walking aimlessly praying that no one will disturb me. Yes, that's it. I'm purposely tormenting myself in an endless spiral.
Good morning ya'll, I'm writing today because I feel good. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays
Victor blinked and stared at the Christmas tree in delight. His breath turned into soft warm mist in the freezing cold. The snow didn't help but he didn't mind.
"Victor!" Y/N cried out and ran up to him.
Victor turned and smiled at Y/N. Even during these times, he was still in clown makeup.
"Aren't you cold?? Do you have any family you can spend Christmas with??"
He thought for a second and shook his head.
"Well..me neither..just, come inside the apartment!!" Y/N ushered him into the building and took him to their apartment. Inside, they turned on the space heater and decided to make some warm cocoa for him.
Victor looked around the cozy little apartment and smiled. He stood up and walked around admiring the pretty Christmas lights and warm feeling. It reminded him of home. For once, he felt at home.
"Hey, you okay??" Y/N handed Victor, who was now sitting on the couch, his hot cocoa.
Victor nodded and pulled out his phone from his pocket. He used a text to speech app and said, "I miss my family..but this is nice...thank you for the cocoa...I'm sure my lipstick is ruined, hahahaha...."
Y/N awkwardly smiled at him, "It's alright...I'm away from family too so I know how you feel"
Victor thought for a second and wrote, "Merry Chrismtas Y/N...I hope you have a good new year!"
He reminisced about the sounds and loud fireworks, but pleasant sight in the sky. For a second he wanted to lean in and kiss Y/N but held back.
What exactly is this AU about?
Twin Runes is essentially a comedic crossover AU between the universes of Deltarune and Undertale. No fancy nicnacs. Just the characters being their chaotic selves. But there might be some darkness lurking up ahead...
When is the next comic?
The comic updates most Sundays at 6:30 PM Central European Time.
Why is this AU called Twin Runes?
The name is more or less a play on the typical naming format of most AU's by featuring the "Runes" part. There are no literal Twin Runes. The whole name is more of a stand in for Undertale and Deltarune as parallel worlds. Hence the "Twin" part.
When does Twin Runes take place?
This AU takes place between a hypothetical Chapter 3 and Chapter 4 of Deltarune. On the Undertale side of things, it takes place post neutral route just as Frisk was about to deliver Undyne's letter to Alphys.
Is the player a thing in this AU?
The player lost control over both human children as soon as Frisk entered the world of Deltarune.
When Chapter 3 and 4 are released, will it affect the story?
Any chapters after Chapter 3 won't affect the story in the grand scheme of things. If possible, I might make a reference to Chapter 3, but all in all Twin Runes created a new timeline so to speak.
What's up with Kris' and Frisk's hair?
The red bits of their hair is more or less a representation of their souls. That in turn is also why Chara doesn't have that feature. They are soulless. It's a stylistic choice.
What's that thing on Kris' chest?
It's a scar they got from tearing out their soul.
And why do they have weird lines all over their body?
Both Kris and Frisk's anatomy resemble that of ball-jointed dolls. They appear just as markings across their bodies. Think of them as elaborate birthmarks. Kris and Frisk are still made of flesh and blood, but are in fact hypermobile. The reason as to why they do is still a little secret :)
People here like to refer to these markings as "puppet limbs".
You can get a better look at them and the scar in this artwork
Why does Kris have braces?
This is why:
Drastic measures.
Toriel lasted a week after Kris picked the cone. Then she dragged them to the dentist anyways.
Why is Dark World Frisk green?
Frisk changes their main sweater colors with Kris when they enter the Dark World.
Can other ghosts see Chara? (pre Darkner transformation)
No, only Frisk and Kris are able to see Chara.
IS KRIS NOW FRISK'S COUNTERPART OR CHARA'S????
:)
So, was Chara in the locket all along?
No, in that moment Chara possessed the locket to become a Darkner.
Where are Jevil and Spamton? Are they in Castle Town?
The Fun Gang have already fought these two in the previous chapters and added them into their inventory.
Is the Group Project miniseries canon to Twin Runes?
Nope, it was made before Twin Runes was conceived and before I had any idea I would make a series. It is it's own self-contained story.
How did you come up with the idea of Twin Runes?
Twin Runes is an offshoot of a separate script I wrote. It's a similar concept but turned on its head. The funny moments in that script made me just continue what now is the start of Twin Runes. I pretty much just wanted to see if I am actually capable of drawing a comic to begin with. So... in a way Twin Runes is my first attempt at a comic ever. If I ever finish Twin Runes, then I know I can tackle turning that mammoth project of a script into a comic too.
In the grand scheme of things these two projects are sister series. They have A LOT in common and even share similar plot elements. When Twin Runes is over you will automatically also know certain mysteries of The Other Script.
What is The Other Script?
As of this moment I call The Other Script: "Lost in the In-Between". At its core it's an inverse of Twin Runes. I.e. Kris falling into the underground and being aided by Frisk on their quest to return home. The story and jokes are a considerably more grounded than in Twin Runes and so are the characters. Though they do have their moments from time to time. The overall mood of that script is a lot darker in nature and it's a 200+ page passion project of mine.
Am I allowed to make fanart?
ABSOLUTELY! You are very welcome to make fanart if you feel like it. Please let me know if you do by tagging me, so I can share it with everyone to see so that you get the appreciation you deserve :)
Can I use the funny faces you draw for memes or for private stuff with friends?
That's what they're here for :)
Is there x ship in this comic?
The focus of the story is not on shipping. If it's in the game it will very likely be mentioned or brought up, but that's about it.
What pronouns do you go with for the human children?
I try to stick as close as possible to the games so I use THEY/THEM FOR ALL OF THEM WITHOUT ANY EXCEPTIONS.
Asks will open for 24 hours after a new comic has been released
Questions containing spoilers will not be answered (sorry)
Before leaving an ask (mostly for everyone who's new), please make sure to read the FAQ section above. A lot of times your question might have been answered already :>
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It probably goes without saying, but please stay civil. I want to give everyone the respect they deserve, and naturally like to be treated the same way.
The following are ref sheets of characters that don't have established Dark World forms yet (as of writing this comic). The list will be updated as soon as a new character enters the Dark World.
Here you will also find references of characters that might appear as surprise cameos, or maybe even completely new faces...
Hey guys, I'm feeling like I should write something now that my head is a little clearer! [Please drink water and eat something if you haven't yet!]
He continued to paint his face as he quietly stared at himself in the mirror. He tried to force a smile, but that didn't help.
Instead, Victor decided to keep working at his face. He wasn't satisfied.
"I miss you Y/N.." he spoke to himself softly. "I don't know what I'm doing but when I'm around you....you help me understand everything so much better"
...
"I'm scared. Scared you won't love me back."
Victor put down the paintbrush and quickly reached for a tissue as he dabbed the corners of his eyes. He didn't want to ruin his makeup after all.
I feel like people must’ve forgotten how objectively horrifying Spamton NEO is, like on a psychological level. Once he goes NEO, that’s the point of no return. The only way out of it for him is to basically die.
Not to mention Puppet Scarf’s flavor text:
Yes, Ralsei can no longer cast healing spells as effectively with it equipped, but think of the implication; that’s Spamton. By the time he goes NEO, he gave up on healing and making amends. By this point, he’d rather go out and kill everyone who wronged him (or he thinks they did) than seek forgiveness, or forgive them himself.
And in Snowgrave, he has no problem with letting (or even encouraging) someone commit mass murder if he can take advantage of the situation.
He may call you out on it, but by that point he’s mostly projecting his own self-hatred onto Kris.
But if we adhere more closely to the normal Ch2 route, it’s implied that he still had murderous intentions with NEO.
And even if you end the fight by sparing him and get the Dealmaker instead, it's already too late for him. He went NEO, and there's no other way it can end for him.
Good Morning everyone, it's time for another yandere story
Victor is a clown yandere oc of mine and you play as his darling obsession, go crazy~
You were coming home from another long shift at the grocery store. Walking to your apartment was always the "fun" part of your day because this was when you slowly unwinded from all the daily bs.
As you pull out your keys from your pockets, you swore you heard footsteps from behind but when you turned to check there was no one.
You shrugged and went to unlock your front door. You pulled your keys out from the doorknob's lock and watched it drop but it never hit the floor. Instead, your neighbor had picked it up in time by swiping it in the air.
You had barely noticed them and even jumped when you saw them hand it back to you.
"Haha sorry about that..." was all you could say as you looked down embarassed.
"Hey, it's no problem...you look tired...long day?"
"Yeah, my shift almost killed me..I'm just glad to be home now"
And with that you parted ways and went inside your cozy apartment. It's weird, but you feel like you know that guy from somewhere......but from where????
The story of a clown and a merman. One a land dweller and the other a mystical sea creature from the depths//Okay, look, I read a comic about mermaids and now I'm gonna be making my own story with my own spin on things......by adding a clown. Just--bare with me!!!
There was a town and a travelling circus show that happened to be briefly staying nearby. They had just arrived on the empty field where they'd soon set up their stage and perform for the townsfolk. The backstage crew was already grabbing the poles and stakes needed to hold it all together. The performers were building their own personal tents so they could set up their necessities needed for them to prepare.
By the time it was finished, night had already fallen upon them. Despite how tired everyone was from all the hardwork, they all wanted to celebrate for they were in high spirits for their soon to be performance. They wanted to give the town just a little taste of what was to be expected and so everyone got dressed up in their outfits and painted their faces.
The ringleader himself was in the front leading the parade of clowns, acrobrats, body builders, the misfits and ragtags!
The night had just begun filled with laughter and fun! The pubs were crowded but that didn't stop the townsfolk and circus crew from dancing and singing along to their native songs.
Willow, however, needed to step out and get some fresh air. A little dizzy from all the spinning and jumping she did..as well as the pints she drank.
She looked around as she stood out in the street and noticed a pier. Seeing as it was a quiet spot with no one around, she shuffled her way towards it. The sounds of gravel under her feet were replaced with the knocks of wood creaking with every step. She leaned her head over to the side to see if she could see her reflection from the lamp's light hitting the water. All she could see was a blur of her painted white face.
She stared for a good moment and proceeded to puke into the ocean. She wasn't a drinker and yet she wanted to be a part of the chaos.
After wiping her mouth, she stood up straight and continued to walk till she reached the end of the wooden walkway. Willow sat at the edge with her legs dangling, the water didn't reach her as she playfully swung them.
Even from this great a distance, she could still hear the voices joined together as they sung. She followed along and softly hummed the funny little tune that would be stuck in her head for the next couple of days.
She stared up at the stars and was lost in thought, wondering what the future held for her. Hoping that she'd never grow old so she could keep acting and making people laugh. Willow cherished the strange family of unique characters she had grown close with along their tour. She couldn't think of what she'd do if she were to lose them and yet-
*splash*
Her head turned towards the sound, it felt as though it was ahead further. Out in the sea, but she didn't see anything. She shrugged it off and tried to regain her thoughts but the feeling as though she was being watched made it hard to ignore.
She got up and looked in every direction to find someone, anyone.
"As a clown, I hardly find this funny at all!"
There was no response, "Tiny!! I swear if you're up to no good I'll...I'll do....something!"
Willow sighed and shook her head, maybe her mind was playing tricks on her. She was drinking after all.
She looked back at the water, worried that it could have been something else. Though she caught a glimpse of something moving. It was fast as she noticed the ripples that tailed along.
She took a couple steps back and tripped when she heard another swashing sound. She fell back, groaning at the immediate pain upon impact.
Willow looked up and her gaze met with a pair of iris-less eyes. At the end of the pier was a head that poked out from the water and disappeared when she stared with fear. She didn't know what to make of it and quickly got to her feet, she turned and wanted to run back to the safety of the pub.
"Wait!..." a voice spoke out.
Willow froze in place, she slowly turned around and saw what seemed to be a figure holding itself up from the wooden planks. It's skin wasn't natural, it was more so grey despite having what seemed to be a torso of a human figure. There were what looked like fins that stuck out from the side of its arms. And their ears....they had a strange shape to them.
The creature looked rather shy as they lowered their gaze, "I...I've never seen a human look like...are you human?"
Willow couldn't find her voice and merely nodded, her eyes wider than they've ever been. She must be drunk.
"You don't look like one...your face is.." The creature looked up in awe as they stared back. "..and your clothes...they look so strange compared to the others..you said you were a....clown?"
She found the courage to take a couple steps forward but stopped when she saw him lower as if ready to flee.
"I'm...yes, I am a clown" She couldn't believe any of this. "And you are..?"
The creature didn't respond. Instead, it took off quickly receding back into the water. Willow ran to the edge and tried to look for any signs of the thing she had just witnessed. It was gone.
"Will!!!" A voice behind her called out as it echoed off the buildings and road. She looked back to see one of her mates waving their arms near the pub.
She slowed her breath and walked back to where she first was.
Willow wanted to pretend that what had happened in fact did not but her curiosity got the better and her mind was flooded with questions.
~
Alright, that's it for now
I want to write more but for some reason I'm doing something of a slow burn with this considering I didn't really plan ahead, my bad. But I do hope you enjoyed...whatever this was! This isn't the end, my friends :)
So I've had this idea in the bag for a year now and it never dawned on me if I should write it here...till now! Its got a yandere clown (since it seems I'm not the only one who likes em lol). I'm still working on a name for the title + circus name btw
In this world, there are special people that are born with interesting eyes. They can have shapes, be fully white or black, and all sorts of other rarities! And the rich folk like to collect their eyes and sometimes, but not always, enslave them as servants of some sort. A little party trick to impress their guests.
And so this group of outcasts are hunted down and struggle to survive.
But there is a safe space they've heard of where they would be protected and even get a job that pays! Theres an interesting carny circus that hops from town to town to inspire and spark imaginative joy to those that visit. Clowns, acrobats, and many more entertainment that gives off magical wonder! And a mysterious fortune teller that hides their face for some reason....that's where Val(entine), a heart eyed side show clown, comes in. He's obsessed with finding out her secret to the point where it drives him mad with desire.
That's not the only drama going on...theres something sinister going on despite it all, can you figure it out before its too late?
