Archived

Archived RP blog for a pacifist end Sans. No longer in use. The story of this character is over.

[crummyredbones]

*X stares at the dust pile and is quiet before putting down a glittering unicorn plushie down. They bow their head, wishing for at least a peaceful rest for Crummy before vanishing.*

[ A few particles of dust moved with the air as the plush were placed next to the pile. ]

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[crummyredbones]

RIP Glitter Bro ;-;

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[crummyredbones]

Rest in peace, dude.

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[crummyredbones]

The end

[crummyredbones]

❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile

A memory that made him smile, huh?

Wasn’t his constant grinning a good enough indication that he’s always smiling? All day every day. Guess that doesn’t count. 

It was actually just a normal day by the sentry station, nothing really special about it. He had just felt happy that day. Nothing specific that promoted it, nothing worth mentioning happened, it was just a decent day that he remembered because he was in a genuinely good mood.

Crummy had played a trick on poor Doggo, having stood still while poking at the poor dog from time to time.

Been by the door and joked along with the old lady there. What a raunchy lady she could be if the topic was brought up.

Finding a poor persons house and do an infamous ding dong ditch, just because he could

Been at the bar, made everyone laugh at his odd antics there, ate there about 5 times that day because when you’re in a good mood, then you you’re allowed to give yourself some few extra treats. A small glass there, and some good burgers there.

In other words, it was just a regular day, but he just remembered that feeling of being real happy the entire day that it just stuck out from the rest, simply from that feeling alone.

[crummyredbones]

please tell us a joke uncle crummy

* oh man, i can’t believe i’ve turned into someone’s uncle.

* welp, alright anon that’s now my little nibling. 

* though i’m afraid my jokes can’t be forced out, my little friend. gotta do it the el naturale way. the pure freshly plucked, virgin way they all seem so interested in.

* and my jokes don’t grow on tree, and even if they did, i wouldn’t reach them before they hit me in the head as soon as they were ripe and ready for harvest under a fresh autumn evening after a good nap.

[crummyredbones]

💓- A memory about their friends

A resent memory.

Him VS Alphys in a game of smash during their weekly smash tournaments. Their 3DS’s in hand, they were getting ready. All they needed to were just wait for the connection to pick up and the battle would be ready.

Scrub and Undyne hanging in the background, trying to regain some of their dignity after being thoroughly being beaten by either Crummy and Alphys... by having a small play fight with one and other. Playing dirty by pushing and bumping one and other as they tried to settle on whom would get the 3′d place.

Heh, meanwhile, the battle with Alphys began.

Alphys with Princess Peach this round, Crummy with King DeDeDe. The princess had the upper hand with her speedy attacks, though Crummy knew how to handle DeDeDe and his slow, but powerfull as hell character. 

Though, he would lose, that much he knew. Alphys always won those Smash tournaments. Not that he minded. It was all just mindless fun after all.

[crummyredbones]

💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad

His brother…

His brother was kind of stupid. Wasn’t he?

He were just 10 years old, and he might have had some troubles with the kids around him. Not understanding social ques and the likes, but he was just so… stupid.

His homework had always been bad, he didn’t get good grades, he had a weird understanding of the world, he thought everyone was out to get him. He would keep lashing out whenever Crummy actually attempted to try, those few times, to help with his homework. Screaming and kicking at the air at first problem. The moment he didn’t understand. Refusing to  continue because he thought he didn’t understand.

Academical ideals was the thing Crummy measured  his brother with. Crummy always had good grades at school, he was smart, had tons of friends, had little problems. Why didn’t his little brother understand something so simple as 6th grade reading material?

Heh, Crummy realized in the aftermath that was a shitty way of thinking of things. His brother weren’t that stupid. He just weren’t smart academically and a tad awkward socially.  Crummy’s come to realize and appreciate the more down to earth way of being, ‘’less intelligent’’ people had. Liking their company way more than he did those in the labs.

If only he had realized that a little earlier, rather than thinking his brother were stupid for years from the mere lack of understanding his homework.

[crummyredbones]

💖- A memory that made them feel special

Heh, there was perhaps that one time after he had graduated and finally gotten his apprenticeship to become a fully fledged scientist! He’d get to pull in the big money now that they had such a great job to lean back on.  

The feeling of pride and accomplishment. To actually get the job he had pined for, for years. To use his hands to tinker and work with what he deemed important. That was a feeling he would never shake off.

The memory had grown a tinge bittersweet and perhaps not that great anymore as time passed and he realized what the work involved… but that feeling, that was a feeling he couldn’t shake off. 

[crummyredbones]

*X chuckled as they offer the slime.* I know what you meant.~ Sorry but it was my attempt at being 'humerus'. Guess I still need to work a bit on my jokes.

* but i knew that you knew that i knew that you knew that i knew that you knew, that i knew.

* it was a good one. and thanks! 

[ The slime is now in Crummy’s possession. Time to protect it with his life.]

[crummyredbones]

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

Where to start, where to start. What did he feel the most guilty about, when in reality, he didn’t feel guilty about them?

He realized he had made mistakes, he knew he felt bad during and after said events, but there was not much that actually stuck out to him. He had mastered the art of shrugging off most bad and to be content with the reality of things as they were.

But yet, there was that one thing, maybe? That one night his brother appeared through the door after what Crummy thought would be a normal night. Scrub had probably just been his usual difficult self, having sneaked outside when he shouldn’t have, was all he first thought. Letting it slide as usual with a quick greeting and then go back to their business.

Scrub acted weird. Shaking and dusty, he staggering through the littered living room, wading through it without much care of what he kicked over in the process and up to his bedroom. Crummy didn’t stop to ask what happened or why Scrub seemed to be so empty. Seemingly having abandoned the world of the living just to walk home like a zombie.

A quick check a few days later revealed he probably should have done so. He never really spoke out with Scrub about it either.

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Angel Aura Clear Quartz Unicorn ✨💎

[crummyredbones]

[A cat comes by with a message for Crummy that is in clear violation of his "no mushy stuff" rule. The nerve.] "I KNOW THINGS HAVEN'T ALWAYS BEEN EASY FOR YOU, AND IT'S TOO LATE TO TELL YOU "DON'T GIVE UP"... BUT I'M PROUD OF HOW FAR YOU GOT IN THE END. I'M GLAD I HAD A CHANCE TO GET TO KNOW YOU, HOWEVER BRIEFLY. I WISH WE HAD MORE TIME. I DON'T WANT TO SAY GOODBYE, EITHER. SO I'LL JUST SAY I LOVE YOU BROTHER AND I'M GOING TO MISS YOU. LOVE, THE GREAT ROAN PAPYRUS."

[ How did that cat get in here? ]

[…]

[ Could he pet it? ]

* huh… another breach to the two rules.

* oh well.

* thanks for the message, cat.

[crummyredbones]

A lot of people will miss you, though. I just thought you should know that you aren't going to pass alone, and not for nothing.

* oh, i know.

* i did have a few friends, and i had ex- coworkers, and i had people at the bar that liked my company, the people i made laugh, the parents that thought i were a stranger danger to their children due to not going outdoors in socially acceptable clothing attire…

* and then there’s you guys, and my brother, and my brother in law, his brothers, and some other random people on the internet…

* and not to forget how i’ve turned into a cautionary tale for many sanses to come. don’t do drugs and don’t drink and drive. that is what they can get from me.

* totally.

* so i’m aware.

[crummyredbones]

Does that mean all mushy stuff? *X comes in with glitter slime.* If so, should I return this? -X

* and here i thought we all had learned to take everything i say with a grain of salt.

* but please do give me the slime. actually, stick that stuff onto my face.

[crummyredbones]

I'll miss you.

* hehe.

* maybe i should include a ‘’no mushy stuff - zone’’, too, along with the death free zone rule of mine?

[crummyredbones]

*Anon salutes* No problemo and call me 'X'. :3 I'll have to be strategic about the glitter bombs seeing as I don't wanna stress them out too much right now but I plan to still get them every now and then for you. -X

* x, huh? 

* nice. 

* and i can respect that. they’re already stressed enough as is with the situation. no need to further it.