Dysfunctional Dreemurr

A Dreemurr trying to get by with a dysfunctional family. M!A-none Status-none

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Some simple sketches of my 100% real boy

featuring: @dyscharage, @yellowtalkingdaffodil, @ask-pots, and @mount-ebott-population-one

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“YOU BEAT ME AT MONOPOLY, NOW I WILL SHOW YOU TRUE PAIN”

 -Dice, probably

FEATURING THE LOVELY CAST OF DOLLS:

Endy: @mount-ebott-population-one

Dots: @ask-pots

Corndoll: @flowerpile-babes

Chara Doll: @dyscharage

Mellow: @yellowtalkingdaffodil

Dice: @gwavestonecemetewy 

[dyscharage]

"..I meant MY void place." (Corndoll)

“And where’s that? I don’t know how to get anywhere outside.”

[dyscharage]

"Well well, I haven't ever met up with you, other Doll. How about we all have a meeting at this void place? They have cool stuff we can raid." (Corndoll)

“Void? Never been to the void. I’ve been here at Chara’s the whole time.”

[somber-robot]

Just in case shit happens, here’s my twitter if you guys want to follow that. I don’t use it much (really only made it to follow my favorite youtubers), but if anything happens, I’ll probably post it there.

[dyscharage]

“...Bottle bombs?”

[dyscharage]

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Kris looks at Chara, yellow eye looking over her smaller form. “Are you okay, you look sad.” He said, cocking his brow.

[dyscharage]

She sighed, kicking her feet in the water of Waterfall. Her eyes drooped, and she was hunched over. “What gives you that idea?” she murmured. Of course she looked sad. The thing that was supposed to give her time outside had only gotten her in trouble.

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“I ‘unno. Youre sulking in the water.” He shoves his hands into his pockets of his beat up hoodie. “Whats gotcha so down?”

[dyscharage]

Chara glanced up before looking down into the water again. “I was hoping to get out of the house for a while. Instead I just got in trouble.”

[cuttingmercy]

there’s a light inside your soul

                    that’s still shining in the cold

     with the truth

               the promise in our hearts

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Kris looks at Chara, yellow eye looking over her smaller form. “Are you okay, you look sad.” He said, cocking his brow.

[dyscharage]

She sighed, kicking her feet in the water of Waterfall. Her eyes drooped, and she was hunched over. “What gives you that idea?” she murmured. Of course she looked sad. The thing that was supposed to give her time outside had only gotten her in trouble.

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Doll Chara stared up at the giant beast. Yup. Many ways this could go wrong. Well, maybe they could make this work. Reaching into their inventory, they pulled out a little phone and played the loudest sound file on it-the screech of a barn owl. (dyscharage)

[dyscharage]

Success

[sansoftimeandspace]

Doll Chara handed Sans a candy. It secretly had hot pepper sauce in the center. (dyscharage)

“oh thanks, kiddo.”

He wasn’t too sure about a doll handing him candy, so he politely thanked them, and put it in his pocket. He wasn’t going to eat it, but he wasn’t going to tell them that.

@dyscharage

[dyscharage]

They giggled again and waved. Cosmic wasn’t eating the candy, but they knew he’d eat it later and get that spicy center. The thought made them giddy, a sans “breathing fire” due to spiciness. “You’re welcome!”

[nochocolate]

Please respect Toby Fox’s wishes and do not talk about the contents of the program until 1PM GMT/ 9AM ET on November 1st.

[sansoftimeandspace]

Doll Chara placed a coffee cup secretly filled with watered-down soy sauce beside Cosmic. it had "For Sans" written on it. (dyscharage)

@dyscharage

He saw the coffee cup and even though he didn’t know who it was from he decided it was worth a try to drink it. So he did, and soon spat it out.

“yuck. someone needs to teach this person to make some decent coffee.”

[dyscharage]

Doll Chara giggled at the reaction. Ah, that face. Well worth the stealing of a coffee cup, and sneaking into the Dreemurr house to get soy sauce. And maybe also stealing a marker.

Maybe they should replace every Sans’s coffee with soda or soy sauce. It’d surely give the actual Chara some enemies.

[ask-pots-blog]

Pots was just minding his business one day, perhaps humming the Ruins theme as he idly wanders about the first room while Toriel heads back home, paying him and his music no heed whatsover.  You know the room.  The one where fallen children tend to land.  Except there were no Golden Flowers in it this time.  And then, suddenly!

“Howd-”  He stares dumbfounded before the cake phases right through him and his face, splatting against the wall instead.

Press F to pay respects to the Innocent Lemon Cake.

“Really, Chara?”  he asks with a hint of amusement thinly veiled by an agitated facial expression.  He’s probably got some explaining to do.  They both probably do, huh?

[dyscharage]

Doll Chara had been about to giggle when the cake hit the wall instead. Their smile fell into a stare of confusion. What had they stumbled into? And why had their joke cake gone right through someone? They looked at their hands. Had they accidentally added something weird?

They looked back at Pots. Well, the cake had hit the wall, so either this flower had something weird going on, or that cake did in regards to living things.

“Uh. Greetings? Have we met?”

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“Chara!” he instinctively exclaims upon hearing that familiar voice, before covering his mouth with a vine upon realizing his error.  It COULDN’T be HIS Chara, and those eyes.  This person… This person looked like… like THAT GUY.

“Guess you got suckered into that contract, too?”  A tiny, exposed root lightly kicks the air.  Yes, yes.  Change the subject.  Pry for some info, but make it feel casual.

[dyscharage]

“Contract?” They tilted their head. “You mean the one that purple squid had?” They offered a shrug. “Anything to get away from home.”

Then, they paused. Suckered in too? That meant this flower had signed one as well. This flower knew Wewwington. They might know about the dolls, too. But then why were they...What would that even be called? Intangible? Doll Chara swayed on their feet a little and clasped their hands behind their back. “Did yours make you all, uh, untouchable?”