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I'M GONNA BURN MY HOUSE DOWN INTO AN UGLY BLACK. I'M GONNA RUN AWAY NOW AND NEVER LOOK BACK. Indie Asriel (?) Blog Semi Selective HELP Undergoing Halloween Event

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"Oh! Hello there, little guy!" (hapstablooky)

Asriel doesn’t seem up for talking right now. All he can manage to do is mumble out a quiet “Hello.” He doesn’t correct the ghost on being called ‘little’. What’s the point? He’d rather have answers, or someone to calm him down, right now, than feel big.

[pearpeddler100]

“A whole day?! Hasn’t anyone been looking for you?!” he questioned, looking around. 

“I can find a way to transport you, yes, but you’d have to lead me to your parents. The problem is that I need to somehow to convince them that their son turned into a flower!”

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“They must have been.” Asriel frowned. He could imagine his family out there, calling for him, and begging that he was alright. It didn’t even phase him. The fact that it didn’t left a bad taste in his mouth. “I... I didn’t even think to tell them. I panicked.” Even though he knew very well by now that ‘panic’ wasn’t quite what he’d done.

“T...They’re probably at Home. Y’...Know the place, right? In the Ruins? Either that... Or they could be looking for me.” Asriel forced himself to gulp. “T...They’ll have to believe us, when we find them! I...It IS me, after all. I swear!”

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"C-Chara. I'm scared. Help."

Chara had been sitting outside, casually messing around with the headband for their costume- Hearing the familiar voice started them just a bit- not because it was Asriel’s voice, but because of the fact that Asriel wasn’t there- And the words that were said. 

Of course, they pushed that aside and leaned down, so that they were on eye-level with the flower– By design, it looked incredibly familiar– Didn’t it look like one of the flowers from their village..? 

“… What’s wrong? Did someone scare you, little guy…?”

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Quite obviously, Chara noticed Asriel’s shuttering in their arms– They didn’t know what to think. They didn’t know how to react to any of this– They were scared for him. They didn’t like seeing him like this– As he buried his head into their sweater, Chara hugged him just a bit tighter- Though they were careful not to squeeze him too tightly. 

As the flower pulled away, Chara allowed him to– And they noticed to ‘worried’ expression on his face. And, when he spoke up, their eyes just kind of… widened. They were, obviously, kind of confused- but… 

Just the way he said it made them even more worried. This shouldn’t be happening- Their brother had to be okay– 

“A… asriel- it’ll be fine. I… I promise– I promise that we’ll fix it– … And I’m going to be right here, beside you, a… alright..?”

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Chara’s words didn’t ease Asriel’s shivering, like they always had in the past. They didn’t make him feel calm. They didn’t make him feel anything. He couldn’t even focus anymore. That one thought was crashing down on him again and again, like a tidal wave. Chara had always calmed him down in the past. Chara was his best friend. Why wasn’t this working? Why wasn’t this working!?

“W…What if there is no fix for this, Chara? It didn’t even have a reason for happening. W…What if I’m always like this? I’m not even afraid of it, Chara. Not sad, either. I’m just numb. And it’s so much worse. I can’t even put it into words, Chara.”

His face seemed to distort into a horrifying expression as he quickly spat out the words. His mind was still racing. What if Chara being there by his side didn’t mean anything? Not anymore? What if companionship had lost its prosper? That idea was twisted and wrong. 

“What did I do to deserve this?” 

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looks like youre a sonflower

“T...That’s not funny.” He seems a little hurt by that joke.

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((And since I’m trying to do more with this event...

Like if you want a Sad Flower Asriel in your inbox!))

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"Oh! Hello there, little guy!" (hapstablooky)

Asriel doesn’t seem up for talking right now. All he can manage to do is mumble out a quiet “Hello.” He doesn’t correct the ghost on being called ‘little’. What’s the point? He’d rather have answers, or someone to calm him down, right now, than feel big.

[pearpeddler100]

“It’s incredibly important!” the ghost said. “We can’t just leave you here if you’re the king’s son! Well, we can’t just leave you here to begin with, but now it’s super important!” the ghost exclaimed.

“How long have you been like this!?”

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“I...I dunno. A day, maybe?” Even he wasn’t one-hundred-percent certain. He’d been busy trying to figure things out, and hadn’t had the sense to keep track of the time. Oh no. Had it really been a whole day? He hadn’t even talked to Mom and Dad! They must have been so worried. 

He didn’t feel any panic, though. Not even a sinking feeling. “...I think I need to talk to my family, actually. Can you get me to them?”

[determinedchara-blog]

"C-Chara. I'm scared. Help."

Chara had been sitting outside, casually messing around with the headband for their costume- Hearing the familiar voice started them just a bit- not because it was Asriel’s voice, but because of the fact that Asriel wasn’t there- And the words that were said. 

Of course, they pushed that aside and leaned down, so that they were on eye-level with the flower– By design, it looked incredibly familiar– Didn’t it look like one of the flowers from their village..? 

“… What’s wrong? Did someone scare you, little guy…?”

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Noticing that Asriel was mumbling, Chara looked away and let out a sigh. They… honestly had no idea what to think about what was happening. They were worried- they didn’t like seeing their brother like this. 

“… Yeah- we’ll figure something out– I’m… I’m sure we’ll be able to fix this-” Their voice was a lot quieter than it had been not too long ago. And, just a quick look at their face showed that they were extremely worried- And then they flinched as Asriel jolted towards them. Not out of fear- but more out of shock than anything. 

They were silent for a moment, before slowly leaning forward and wrapping their arms around the large, yellow flower– tears slowly starting to swell in their eyes. “… Of course you can–”

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Asriel shuddered a little in Chara’s arms. Was he genuinely touched and afraid? Or was he forcing himself to seem so baffled? He didn’t know. He didn’t understand. He couldn’t grasp his own mind anymore, and it was totally awfully wrong. Here he sat, in the arms of the one person he cared about most, and he couldn’t even muster a smile.

He buried his head in Chara’s sweater, as if the fabric could will his apathy away. As one could have guessed, it didn’t. The familiar presence didn’t even reassure Asriel. Chara’s grasp didn’t free him from that feeling of being submerged in nothingness. It didn’t feel warm and calming like it used to. It felt empty and mocking.

Finally, Asriel pulled away, looking up at Chara, trying his best to be worried– To feign worry.

“I… I can’t feel it, Chara. I'm not scared. Oh god, I’m not scared.” He didn’t expect Chara to understand his words, but he felt the need to say them aloud, anyways.

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"Oh! Hello there, little guy!" (hapstablooky)

Asriel doesn’t seem up for talking right now. All he can manage to do is mumble out a quiet “Hello.” He doesn’t correct the ghost on being called ‘little’. What’s the point? He’d rather have answers, or someone to calm him down, right now, than feel big.

[pearpeddler100]

“You’re very welcome, darling,” Hapstablook reassured. “I’m always willing to help anyone out. What kind of ghost would that make me? I’d hardly want to ruin any reputation…. not that helping you isn’t good already I - oh dear, now I’m rambling.”

Wait.

“Did you say Asriel Dreemurr?”

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“I…It’s fine, sir.” Not like he could be irritated by mindless rambling, anyways. And he never would have been, in the first place. He’d considered himself a polite kid. Was he, still? He didn’t have time to dwell on it, as the odd ghost had brought up his name.

“U...Uh, yeah. That’s me. The king’s son.” He drifted off. “That’s not important, tho’. Who I am doesn’t matter. It’s what happened to be that does.”

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“I think I’m empty inside.” Asriel appears to be trying to force himself to cry. It’s not actually accomplishing much, and he doesn’t truly feel sad. But at least it’s helping him lie to himself.

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@The Idea of a Flowey Murderclub

I don’t think he wants in on this.

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"Oh! Hello there, little guy!" (hapstablooky)

Asriel doesn’t seem up for talking right now. All he can manage to do is mumble out a quiet “Hello.” He doesn’t correct the ghost on being called ‘little’. What’s the point? He’d rather have answers, or someone to calm him down, right now, than feel big.

[pearpeddler100]

The ghost frowned and patted the flower. “I… I don’t even know what to say to that… B-but I’ll help you in any way you can.”

“What’s your name?”

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“T…Thank you so much, Sir. It means a lot, I swear.” It genuinely was a nice thought to think that someone was willing to help him, especially when he was so weak. He would have smiled, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do so. Instead he looked up again, meeting the other’s eyes.

“I’m Asriel. Asriel Dreemurr…”

[determinedchara-blog]

"C-Chara. I'm scared. Help."

Chara had been sitting outside, casually messing around with the headband for their costume- Hearing the familiar voice started them just a bit- not because it was Asriel’s voice, but because of the fact that Asriel wasn’t there- And the words that were said. 

Of course, they pushed that aside and leaned down, so that they were on eye-level with the flower– By design, it looked incredibly familiar– Didn’t it look like one of the flowers from their village..? 

“… What’s wrong? Did someone scare you, little guy…?”

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Noticing that he’d shied away, Chara quickly pulled their hand back- They didn’t want to make their brother uncomfortable. Especially during a moment like this. “… Sorry-”

They went silent for a moment- before shifting from their crouched down position to just sitting on the ground in front of the flower. Their eyes, quite obviously, looking him over- They had no idea what to do. They didn’t know how to fix this- They couldn’t fix this- 

“I… I don’t know, Asriel- I don’t know what happened!” Their voice seemed to become more frantic as they spoke. “I don’t know how to fix this–” 

“… We’ll… have to figure something out, though. I just.. have no idea where to even start-”

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Usually that was the point where Asriel would have started panicking, too. Upon hearing that desperate franticness in Chara’s voice he should have felt a knot in his stomach. A sick ache telling him that something was horribly wrong, and that even his sibling was freaked out.

Yet… This was about the dozenth time the flower noticed the same numbness. Nothing felt real. He felt clouded, like he was submerged underwater, and not experiencing anything; Not for real. There was no panic. There was no fear. He said he was scared. But he wasn’t. He was empty. And that was ten times worse.

“…Y…Yeah. We’ll have to figure out a fix for this, together.” His words came out in a mumble. He was barely even focused on them anymore. Panic wasn’t gripping his chest. It was wrong. He should have been crying. He wasn’t crying. This felt like a dream. It wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t even a nightmare.

Suddenly, despite pulling away from something as simple as a pat earlier, Asriel jolted towards Chara, as if begging for a hug. Chara could make him feel. They had to.

“C…Can I have a hug? I... I want a hug.”

[heiraeth-blog]

"Oh! Hello there, little guy!" (hapstablooky)

Asriel doesn’t seem up for talking right now. All he can manage to do is mumble out a quiet “Hello.” He doesn’t correct the ghost on being called ‘little’. What’s the point? He’d rather have answers, or someone to calm him down, right now, than feel big.

[pearpeddler100]

“And the next…?” Hapstablooky trailed off, as confused as ever. “D-did you maybe lose a costume? You can borrow one of mine! I have a lovely pastel pink feather boa that I’m fond of, but if you don’t like pink-”

He paused.

“It’s not a costume, is it?”

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“No... It’s not a costume.” Asriel looked back at the ground, breaking eye contact. “S...Something just went wrong and now I’m a flower, and I feel really weird, and I don’t know what to do.” He didn’t like spilling all of this to a complete stranger, but he didn’t know what else he could possibly try. “I’m so scared, mister.”

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whoa, dude, what happened?

“I... I dunno. It’s still really confusing to me. But I’m one of those golden flowers now. I’m really scared. One of the other Greyfaces said this is what my future is going to be like. I hope this isn’t permanent.”

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Everything's going to be okay. Even if you don't think so. You will be okay.

“A...Are you sure? How do you know?” He doesn’t sound as if he quite believes you.

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"Oh! Hello there, little guy!" (hapstablooky)

Asriel doesn’t seem up for talking right now. All he can manage to do is mumble out a quiet “Hello.” He doesn’t correct the ghost on being called ‘little’. What’s the point? He’d rather have answers, or someone to calm him down, right now, than feel big.

[pearpeddler100]

“Are you alright?” the ghost asked, frowning. He floated down a little, leaning forward in an attempt to get eye-level with the monster.

“You don’t seem alright. What’s wrong?”

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Asriel shuddered as the ghostly creature moved closer, yet looked up the slightest bit to make eye contact. How was he supposed to answer that question? Even he didn’’t know the answer to it.

“I… I… Dunno. I just know that somethin’s wrong.” He simply mumbled. “One moment I was just… Getting ready for Halloween… And the next–” He didn’t know how to finish that sentence, so he settled for just kind of sniffling.

[determinedchara-blog]

"C-Chara. I'm scared. Help."

Chara had been sitting outside, casually messing around with the headband for their costume- Hearing the familiar voice started them just a bit- not because it was Asriel’s voice, but because of the fact that Asriel wasn’t there- And the words that were said. 

Of course, they pushed that aside and leaned down, so that they were on eye-level with the flower– By design, it looked incredibly familiar– Didn’t it look like one of the flowers from their village..? 

“… What’s wrong? Did someone scare you, little guy…?”

[determinedchara-blog]

Chara gave the flower an annoyed look at first- but it soon shifted into one that was more concerned than anything. This was Asriel..? … No, it had to be some kind of joke- Asriel wasn’t a flower–

And, yet, the other’s pleas… they were too realistic. Too much like Asriel’s cries when he was scared for whatever reason. 

“A- Asriel?!” They fell silent, trying to think of what to say. They were panicking- and trying to keep themselves calm. They couldn’t show that they were upset- they had to stay strong for Asriel. 

“N- no! I can’t do anything like th- this, Asriel- You know that-” Slowly, and shakily, they reached their hand out to gently pat the flower’s ‘head’- Not that it would accomplish anything. “I- I don’t know, either-”

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Asriel seemed to shy away a little at Chara’s touch. He didn’t want anyone to touch him right now. Something about this whole experience was too horrifying and chilling for him to allow it to be comfortable. He seemed to wobble a little upon his movement. Moving like this was hard. He didn’t like it. He didn’t like any of this.

“B...But if you don’t know... Then who does?” It had probably been dumb to assume Chara would have known anything. But Chara had just always seemed so... Confident. So knowledgeable. So reassuring. Suddenly all of that was lost. They didn’t seem reassuring anymore. Asriel ‘gulped’.

“W...What are we supposed to do? I... I feel really weird, Chara.” He stared beggingly at the human.

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"Oh! Hello there, little guy!" (hapstablooky)

Asriel doesn’t seem up for talking right now. All he can manage to do is mumble out a quiet “Hello.” He doesn’t correct the ghost on being called ‘little’. What’s the point? He’d rather have answers, or someone to calm him down, right now, than feel big.