Determination

[Indie Chara and Frisk rp account]

[asinfinitum--a]

This place was weird. With their talking… monsters. At least it wasn’t Noise. She’d been watching this kid walk back and forth, resetting the bridge flowers for what felt like forever. Didn’t the kid have a hunk of armour after them? Why were they continually doing this? And she thought the punning skeleton and the angry tall skeleton who thought he was cool (and Chris wouldn’t say that she might think he was) were weird.

Chris still couldn’t remember ever coming down here willingly. Had she slipped and hit her head? Probably a coma dream… but then why was there someone else here? She didn’t ask for this!

“You’ve been doing that for hours, kid. Haven’t you figured it out by now?” Chris asked with a huff. Grabbing one of the bridge flowers, she tossed it into the river before watching it head up the stream and stop where it was supposed to. She then proceeded to do it with the others until it formed the proper bridge the kid needed to cross. “There. Bridge. Now go across it before than weird hunk of armour catches you.”

@double-determination | starter call

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@decretiia​ | Hijacked into an adventure~

 Everything about this was strange to them. Not entirely new, per-say, but different all the same. Bittersweet, if any words could ever be described. Though they did feel the need to flee or just stay far away from a certain punny skeleton. As harmless as he looked, they knew far better than that. Even though they should be trembling in fear of being caught, they were actually taking the quiet from Waterfall as an opportunity to calm themselves and try to think of what to do next.

 Everyone had been spaced and then some up til now. Chara was still with them, much to their relief. Though he had been quiet for a while now, which did bring a small level of concern. Not enough to lower their HOPE, however. Doing the bridge over and over again was just the brunette running on both fumes and autopilot at this point, as they tiny hands were merely flexing out of habit as their thoughts drifted to who to speak with, where to go, and how all this happened. Something did feel off about this, and they knew that sooner or later, a certain comedian would go to them to get some answers. Answers that the child had none to even know, let alone speak of.

“There. Bridge. Now go across it before than weird hunk of armour catches you.”

 The train of thought was broken when a new voice spoke up with a very audible huff, breaking the monotone of the quiet around them. The child blinked a few times, clearly confused for a moment, shaking their head lightly as they were having to bring themself back to reality. ‘Weird hunk of armo-- Oh no! Undyne!’ Realization sunk in fast as they looked around quickly, only to calm down slightly in not immediately seeing the head of the Royal Guard. Though that did not mean they could rest. When was the last time a chance was made known? Too long. Still, they could not stop now. With another look around, their warm brown gaze turn to the other.. human there or at least they thought the other was, and waved their arm before signing the other, as well as mouthing the words silently.

 [Thank you! Let’s get going together! I don’t want Undyne to catch you too!] With that, the brunette dashed away, across the flowers bridge to the next leg of their journey. ‘Wonder who they are.. they seemed nice enough.‘ The child thought, though they knew at any time their partner would put in his two cents.

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MYTHIC EYE COLOUR

TAGGED BY: @healxngforce (indirectly) TAGGING: Anyone who wants to do this, tbh. ouo/

You got: - Emerald Green -

 Your personality would seemingly be best reflected in bright, shimmering green eyes. This enhanced type of natural green eyes symbolizes an adaptable, intelligent, and deep-thinking individual. In the same way, you may find yourself at times pondering subjects that anyone rarely takes the time to stop and think about. Very likely, you find beauty in nature as well, and, most of all, see the great power in knowledge.

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Green eyes are represented by: -The elements of Air and Earth- -The season of Spring- -East- -Both Light and Darkness-

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Some attributes of those with Green eyes: -Very strong mind and intelligence- -Philosophical or creative thinker- -Has a love for nature- -Adaptable to different situations-

[crystariis]

He’s not sleeping, just laying there pretending he is so no one tells him to rest.

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 There is confusion and concern in those cinnamon colored irises as they stared at the robed man who was laying there on the ground. This? This was supposed to be the person to help them? Oh dear.. poor guy.. With a light patting on the head, the small mage apprentice began casting a simple Cure spell, thinking that maybe that would help.

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 If one were to listen carefully enough, they would be able to hear the sound of piano playing. With soft, nimble, small hands, the brunette plays effortlessly. A habit that they had gotten into as a way to calm themself in times where they felt immensely angry or even overwhelmed and needed to get away for a while...

 And what lingered in this one’s mind was something a melody or two would not be able to pacify so quickly.

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abyssalcalling

Crimson eyes looked downward, as if unable to look at the other. It’d been how long since Frisk had stopped responding? Years? Millennia? Chara had lost count. He’d been angry, and taken it out on the wrong people. Angry for Asriel failing, angry at himself for dying. And yet… Here he was in this kid’s body, holding it hostage (or so it seemed). But when Frisk started signing, Chara glanced at their hands and listened. Giving a nod, he sighed.

“I’ve just… been waiting for you to talk again. They all miss you, you know. They love and adore you.” They being the monsters. If that didn’t sway Frisk, well… Chara stepped aside to show them Papyrus making a snow Papyrus. It was winter, the first snow of the surface.

 Frisk had a hard time having to look at Chara in the eye as well. But if there was any way for them to resolve this, then... At least Chara was willing to hear them out. Though surprise flickered on their thoughtful face in noticing the other shifting and stepping from the corner of their eyes. Head tilted just slightly, the younger of the two dared to step closer out of curiosity. And true enough, there was Papyrus, making a snowman-- or snow Papyrus, as the case may be. For a moment, there was a small smile. Maybe.. maybe those routes were a bad dream after all? Maybe...  No... No...! What if...! Shaking their head harshly, fear trying to grip onto them once more. But they refused. And instead, Frisk turned their head slightly to Chara before stepping back a bit so the other can see what they are signing, their body trembling once more.

 [This... You... you really got them all out...!] Surprise seemed to practically radiating from them, and for a split second, joy. Though the tone of Chara’s voice... it reminded Frisk of what they wanted to say to begin with.  [I... We messed up. I know you did a lot of bad things... terrible things. But, in the end, I am at fault to. I was a terrible partner to you, and caved in to the pressure.] A sharp intake of breath halted their hands for a moment, their chest tightening in the memory of the screaming, the cries, the voices were deafening to them. [If I was a better partner, then I would not have led us such a horrible path! And... And you would not be torturing yourself.] 

 Perhaps it was pure impulse, perhaps a moment of weakness of a child that was tired to the pain they were inflicting themselves as well as a dear friend. Tired and upset that said dear friend was having to torture himself. But what upset them more than the idea of all of it resetting and being locked in another No Mercy route, was the thought of losing Chara, their partner, their friend from the very beginning of it all, for good. What came out was slightly muffled from the material of the sweater of the elder, heartbroken sobs wreaking through their body. “I-I’m sorry, Chara..! I-I’m so sorrryyy!”

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He stares at Frisk. Just stares. Before opening his mouth to speak. “Didn’t think you’d actually come back.”

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 There was a bout of silence for a short span of time from the one in question, but only for a moment. A thin line was set on their face, eyebrows furrowed, as if contemplating a difficult choice. But all rights, they could have kept up the silence for some time longer. And yet, they could not stand the torture both of them were putting themselves through. Not anymore. This had to stop. And the only way to stop the cycle of torment, was to confront him. Small hands tremble as they were raised and slowly, but swiftly, defaulted to signing, their owner was not trusting their own voice at the moment.

 [I didn’t think I would muster the courage to face you. But here we are.] There was a pause, then the hands moved once more, their body tensing just slightly. [I... There is something I need to tell you. If... If you like... I mean...] Another pause, their body trembling slightly. What did they have to fear at this point? Rejection? Anger? Frisk would accept the anger, and the rejection, even if it would hurt them deeply. Frisk made a mistake, it was only right that they would be scolded for such a thing, and be punished. The consequences should not all on Chara to bare. Even if it would lead to another True RESET. [Would you listen to what I want to say? Please?]

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guardianxredeyes:

“?… Aren’t your parents worried about you though?” He crossed his arms “Not that I care, but… You shouldn’t worry your folks.”

“Nah. Parents don’t care. Never have, really. Ain’t like they even know I exist.” He sort of laughed in a bitter way. “I’m just lookin’ to make some gald is all.”

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guardianxredeyes:

@double-determination 

Rata tilted his head at the kid who approached him. Who..? “You lost or something, kid?”

“Hm? Nah, not lost. Just wanderin’.” Chara gave a shrug. “It’s what I’ve always done.”