Do You Deserve Mercy?

Frisk and Chara Roleplay Blog

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Fallen Down Once More (closed)

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“I-its ok… I think I will be fine…” she said quietly, rubbing her head. She had a headache from the fall, and felt a bit dizzy still. Her injuries hurt as well, but she was trying her best to ignore that part. She looked up at the child(ren) and managed to force a weak smile.

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A stabbing pain pierced through Chara’s head, and she hissed in pain, dropping the bandages at her feet. Frisk felt it too, the children’s vision going almost black for a minute.

Visions of a fight danced through Chara’s mind, coming and going so fast that none of it was entirely coherent. When the feeling passed, she clutched her head, breathing heavily. “S-sorry... I don’t know what happened... lack of sleep I guess.”

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Fallen Down Once More (closed)

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Zeraph winced as the child collided with her, being too weak at the moment to support both her and the children. She fell over into her back with a quiet squeak.

For a moment she didn’t react, before hugging back, figuring it was frisk that wanted to hug her. She was shaking still, from the events that had occurred.

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Chara finally succeeded in gaining full control again, mostly due to Frisk’s distraction caused by their emotions. That was one good thing about not experiencing emotions very strongly, it was rare that they had power over you.

“I’m sorry...” she murmured as she pulled away. Not bothering to ask again, she moved forward to apply the bandages, hoping Zeraph wouldn’t mind.

“Frisk wants to know if you’re okay.” Chara added. She thought it was a stupid question, but asking would be the fastest way to shut Frisk up.

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Fallen Down Once More (closed)

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She heard a voice. It was familiar… She tried to move and let out a feeble cry of pain, whimpering. Slowly she opened her eyes, looking up.

“F-frisk..? Ch…chara..?” She tried to sit up, wincing as more pain shot through her head and body. Tears began to roll down her face, which was badly bruises and had several scratches. Her lip was busted, and blood left traces from her nose. She began to tremble, looking up at them.

She whimpered and began to cry, her battered body shaking as she did. She wiped at the tears with her torn sleeves, shaking.

“The h-humans….th-they.. A-attacked me….” she said quietly, her voice shaking violently now. She wiped the tears, looking up at her friends.

“They attacked me…I…I didnt want t-to fight… They… They hurt me…And i ran…” she said with a weak whimper.

Chara had pulled bandages while Zeraph spoke. She was preparing them to be used as she listened, trying hard to pay attention.

They just attacked her? Frisk whimpered. Chara’s stress levels rose, the faint red in her eyes becoming more opaque as her emotions went haywire. She had never been particularly good at comforting others, that had always been Frisk’s talent. But now Chara had two people that could use comforting, and she wasn’t sure how to handle it.

“I-I’m sorry.” she muttered lamely, reaching toward Zeraph with the bandages. “Do you mind if I patch you up a little?”

Why don’t you hug her? Frisk whined, desperately wanting to be comforting.

Because Frisk, she’s injured. Can’t hugs come later? By now, the children’s head was aching, from too many emotions and a lot of stress.

Frisk only seemed more agitated by Chara’s explanation, attempting to take over again. This resulted in both children being in control at once, but Frisk put all of their efforts into moving their arms forward to hug Zeraph. The surge forward caused the children to practically fall into a hug with the other. “Frisk... stop it!” Chara had dropped the bandages in surprise, and was struggling to have sole control over their shared body.

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* I’m glad I didn’t scare you too bad. * But I might need to catch some rest myself soon. * This body, at least.

* I can take you anywhere I’ve seen. * Which is pretty much everywhere in the Underground. * Where to, friends?

[ Astigmatism taps his feet once.]

Do you know where Toriel’s house is? It’s in the ruins. Chara was quick to respond, knowing from experience Frisk wouldn’t have been able to give a coherent response.

Frisk nodded lazily as though Chara had been speaking to them, their eyes closing in a long blink.

Frisk, wake up. Chara groaned impatiently. 

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Just Another Outcast

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Chara was standing outside the school, waiting for Frisk. The toe of her battered shoe was creating a decent sized hole in the dirt beneath her. Despite waiting for the other, Chara wasn’t looking for Frisk. Instead she was staring blankly ahead of her, focusing on tuning out the whispered remarks and dirty looks she got from the passing students.

For the past week or so, Chara had been doing her best to hide something from her friend. She was being bullied. It had started when she tripped over a well-known boy’s backpack while scuttling to class. The laughter echoing through the halls hadn’t bothered her, and she had left quickly. Unfortunately, it didn’t just go away like she had.

Being reclusive and reserved as she was, it had been a surprise when the other kids had come to school the next day knowing almost everything there was to know about her. Not only was she now an outcast, but a freak. Worthless, even.

At first, she had been able to handle the taunting remarks and giggling insults. But perhaps it was because that hadn’t gotten to her, her peers had gone further. Chara was subjected to being tripped and shoved into lockers. It bothered her, but thinking of other things had helped calm her down enough to walk away.

Today had been much harder. Today the girl had shouted at someone for pushing her. That little trick had won her the start of a black eye. To keep from losing control of herself, Chara had bit down on her lip and walked away, rearranging her fringe to cover the swollen eye.

It was all she could do to keep from having a breakdown as she waited for Frisk.

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Fallen Down Once More (closed)

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Zeraph had scrambled back quickly. It was a mistake. A huge mistake. Why had she come back? As she raced along the ground, her foot snagged something. She stumbled. A human threw a rock at her, jeering. She lost her balance and the familiar feeling swept over her. She felt like she was going to be sick. As she plummeted.

Zeraph crossed her arms, hoping to lessen the impact. But even so, as she collided with the ground with a thud, pain racking her body violently. She landed face down in a crumpled heap, pain throbbing in her body. Her conscience began to slip, feeling her hp drop sharply.

2/15 HP remaining.

Her injuries worsened the pain she felt. She heard footsteps as she slipped before going limp against the flowers. Some of them tainted red, from the injuries the humans had given her. Her face was hidden by her hair.

Why..? What had she done so wrong? Was it…. Because she was so indifferent to the fear of monsters and so caring for them rather than.shunning them? She didn’t understand why humans were like this.

After long, boring, minutes of watching Frisk search the room, they found her. Like a deer trapped in headlights, Frisk froze at the sight of their friends. Even Chara was stunned at her poor condition.

The children’s paralyzed state broke off with a violent shudder caused by Chara taking control. Frisk didn’t protest at all, much to her relief. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust Frisk, it was more so that she had seen, and inflicted, so many injuries in her life that Chara felt she would be able to handle this better. And it might be useful to have someone who could actually speak handling this situation.

Inching forward, Chara looked closer at the other girl. Frisk had some healing supplies in their backpack, but she didn’t know how hurt the other human was. “Zeraph?” she whispered cautiously, not wanting to scare the girl.

While waiting to see if she would get a response, the older of the two children poked through their backpack to look for healing items that might help.

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* Ahahahaha!

* Thanks!

* It’s amazing what you can see if you looked for it, eheh.

*  Anyways…

* Here, need a hand?

[ Astigmatism is still containing giggles. He likes scaring people too much, but he is glad that Frisk and Chara liked his trick. He offers a small, floating hand to help them stand.]

Frisk accepted the hand and stood up, dusting off their shorts. “’Thanks.’”

Despite having been scared, Frisk was still in a relatively good mood and smiled at the monster. They now felt significantly more tired however, the small adrenaline rush having already left.

Chara watched through Frisk’s eyes as the child slowly blinked, a sign of their new found lack of energy. I think they might need a nap...

Sometimes she forgot that Frisk was a few years younger than she was, and that Frisk tired far more easily than she had. Frisk’s control over their shared body was slipping, and Chara prepared to take over in case Frisk couldn’t anymore.

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Fallen Down Once More (closed)

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3 days.

Those two words were what kept Frisk wandering through the Underground, taking the long journey to the fall site. 3 days ago, their friend, Zeraph, had left with the promise of being back in a day. But Frisk and Chara hadn’t seen her in 3 days.

Initially, Chara hadn’t though anything of it, and had told Frisk they were being silly when they admitted their concerns. Zeraph can handle herself, she probably just forgot to check in. Chara had scoffed.

But when the second day came and went without seeing her, Chara stopped reassuring Frisk, becoming rather silent. By the third day, Chara was encouraging Frisk’s idea.

Frisk wanted to go to the spot where all the humans had fallen to look for Zeraph. For reasons beyond Chara’s understanding, she was on edge at the thought of seeing the other girl. It made no sense, because Chara had been warming up to her. Like Frisk, she thought of Zeraph as a friend. Unlike Frisk, she didn’t go out of her way to show it. Not that she was really able to, not having a body of her own.

So, despite Chara’s unexplained looming dread, the children had set off that morning. Their walk had been silent, each of them keeping a blank mind and focusing on getting there quickly. Neither of them broke the silence for a while after they got there. Frisk stood at the entrance to the room for a few minutes, then took a deep breath and marched in.

The room was covered with tall, golden flowers. For a second, just a second, Chara could have sworn some of the flowers were red, but when Frisk blinked, it was clear that they were all gold. So… why did they look red?

The strange occurrence did nothing to settle Chara, and she grew impatient as Frisk wandered around the room. Frisk, let me look. I could cover the area faster.

Either Frisk wasn’t listening or they just didn’t care, but either way Chara wasn’t allowed control of their body. Grumbling, Chara watched through Frisk’s eyes as they gazed at the room before them.

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* Alright! So quick reminder: Monsters are made of magic.

* That means my face can do magic tricks!

* Like…

* Thisss…!

Despite Stigler’s prior warning it might be scary, Frisk had not been prepared for what had happened. They jumped back, their foot catching on a loose rock and fell. Their breathing was quicker than normal as they pushed themself into a sitting position. The child looked at the monster with wide eyes, recovering slowly from the initial shock.

Frisk’s lips tugged into a shaky smile. ‘”That was... cool.’” Their hands were shaking from the adrenaline, making it hard to sign.

He warned you, Frisk!

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In the blink of an eye, Chara’s body was gone. She was instantly placed back inside of Frisk’s head, and in a strange way, she felt relief.

Her week of complete and utter mental solitude had almost driven her crazy, and she felt much happier now that she had someone to talk to all the time. Of course, she couldn’t make as many of her own decisions, but that didn’t matter to her.

Frisk too, felt happy. They had been stressed out and worried during Chara’s absence, and had worried for her safety whenever they were apart.

However, out of the 3, the Mun was most relieved, for they no longer had to keep track of two separate children. Now that they were back in a single body, how much trouble could they get into? Surely not that much... right?

This marks the end of the M!A that gave Chara her own body! For a starter with the kids as they normally are, like or reblog this post.

We are accepting M!A’s, so if you want to see something different for a period of time, let us know!

-(A Relieved, because during this week both of these kids managed to die and now I don’t have to worry so much) Mun.

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Losing Control

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Direct hit.

Zeraph froze and looked down at the knife, feeling blood bubble up in the back of her throat. Her hp hit zero and her knees buckled. She laughed weakly.

“Oh….I see…. Oh well…” she said quietly. She smiled as blood trickled down her chin.

“….I’m…sorry… Frisk… Metta…” she closed her blue eyes, as her knees buckled.

Breathing was becoming harder, and each sharp intake of breath hurt more than the last. She hadn’t remembered dying being this painful. With her last few breaths, she crawled beside Frisk, her trembling fingers looping through Frisk’s stilled ones.

I wish I had never gotten my own body.

Her body shuddered with each leaving breath. Her vision was blurry, colors and shapes mixing together until nothing was distinguishable. Black tears pooled in the corners of her eyes until they had gathered enough to leak down her face, dripping off and staining the golden flowers beneath her black.

Frisk... I’m so sorry.

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Losing Control

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Zeraph froze, staring at it, taking the picture as fresh tears flowed down her face. It was her fault frisk was dead. She should have arrived sooner.

Zeraph’s def dropped and atk rose

Zeraph aimed a quick blow to chara’s throat this time with her staff, gnashing her teeth in anger as the tears streaked her face. She was starting to feel hazy from her low hp.

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She didn’t remember the hit, but the next thing Chara knew, her HP was falling at a steady rate, and within seconds it would be all over. She had to act fast.

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She lunged forward, aiming the blade of her knife towards Zeraph’s heart.

In truth, she didn’t know why she wanted to kill Frisk’s friend. Perhaps it was because she was a reminder of what Chara had done, or maybe she was just that blood thirsty. In the end, it wouldn’t really matter anyway.

As she attacked, she could feel the HP getting dangerously low. 5 HP one second, 3 the next. Her vision was beginning to turn black, her grip on reality fading away.

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Losing Control

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Zeraph moved to raise her staff and block the attack, but even so she took 1 xamage from the impact. She aimed to bring her knee into chara’s stomach and knock her back.

“Clearly I dodnt, because I couldnt protect them. But nor do you, you murderer.” She hissed, with her three hp she was… DETERMINED… To stop chara.

I’m not below 25, I don’t need to heal. Chara told herself. Sure, she had less than half her full HP, but it didn’t matter. In fact, she wouldn’t heal until she was below 5. Of course, this meant there was a possibility she would never get the chance to heal, but did it really matter? The only family she had left had died by her hand, where would she go if she made it out of this alive? That in mind, she didn’t move to block or dodge the incoming attack, she moved towards it.

*-13 HP

Chara’s defenses became weaker the lower her HP got, and so even weak attacks were damaging her quite a lot. Now down to 20 HP, she thought carefully about her next move. She knew Zeraph had to have low HP by now as well, but she didn’t want to kill her yet.

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Chara reached into her pocket and pulled out a small photo of herself and Frisk she had. She had started carrying it around after it was taken, as a reminder that she could be good even without Frisk’s constant presence.

What a lie that had been.

With slow, precise movements, Chara reached up to her cheek where some of Frisk’s blood still dampened her face. Using a single finger, she picked up some blood and smeared it on the picture so that her own smiling face was tainted with red. She thrust the picture towards the other human. “There. Now you’ll have something to remember us by.”

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Losing Control

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Zeraph dodged the rock a bit easier than the other attacks. She glared at chara and charged, but this time did somerhing different as well. She rammed her spear into the ground and flipped into the air, using the spear like a flag pole as she swung on it in a semi circle, a powerful kick aimed at chara’s jaw. Now, she was silent.

Chara’s vision went momentarily black when she was struck, falling to the ground as her free hand flew to her face where she had been hit. It was sore, and it hurt to move, but she didn’t think it was broken.

*-17 HP

She pushed herself off the ground, her face contorting with a mixture of pain and rage. Her body was shuddering as cold shivers ran down her spine, and the girl took a moment to wonder how long it had been since she’d felt this angry. As her spine straightened, her mouth fell open into a wide grin, her high-pitched giggled flowing out her mouth along with blood.

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Chara aimed towards the other girls face. Frisk had always admired her, had always thought she was pretty. Due to this, Chara had been subconsciously avoiding Zeraph’s facial region. But now, she just didn’t care. The thought of Frisk was being pushed further and further out of her mind as she fought.

“You didn’t deserve to know Frisk.” she spat viciously. Frisk was hers, and this girl had no claim to the child.

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* You both are too nice, really.I…do not deserve your trust.

* Thank you.

* I wouldn’t describe myself as horrible either, though.

[ Astigmatism’s voice takes a self-depreciating tone.]

* I am just a Monster.

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“’Well… yeah.”’ Frisk nodded in agreement. “’But! Not the bad kind!”’

What Frisk means is you’re physically a monster, but you aren’t a bad one. You aren’t the stereotypical bad guy. Chara clarified. It was strange being able to talk to someone at the same time Frisk did, it was weird being able to elaborate on Frisk’s typical vagueness.

“’Just keep smiling! Don’t let the world drag you down, buddy!’”

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* Well it is a…drag..to hold my mouth like that.

* Thank you, truly,for your encouragements.

* …want to see another magic trick?

* It might be kinda scary, just to say.

* I’d…like to impress you somehow!

* Since you impress me.

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“’Aw, you’ve already impressed us Stigler!’” Frisk bared their teeth in a huge smile.

That being said, Chara began, who had immediately become interested by the word ‘scary, Of course we want to see another trick!

“’If you don’t mind showing us another!’”