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𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 (?) 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗌. 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖾. 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾.

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there we go: here’s the (still very much unfinished but i’m getting to it) kris blog.

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o o p s .

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for anyone who cares: i’vvvve been thinking of creating another blog. probably kris since, honestly, it’s the kind of character that speaks to me far more so than sans. (undyne and chara are my faves, but i’m not sure if i could really do them justice even remotely) another reason is that the au scene is... well, it’s not as it used to be. not exactly a large selection of uf ones to work with these days, you know?

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life hack to roleplaying with me: if you’ve got a fucked up idea there’s a 8234768123763712% chance i’ll go for it. seriously. don’t test me.

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What kind of relationship does your muse want with mine?

❤️ romantic 💛 platonic 💙 family 💜 mentor/mentee 💞 friends with benefits 💕 unrequited love [specify who] 💚 rivals 🖤 enemies

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“How can you be such a bed hog? You’re so tiny!”

“ * it’s a skill, kid—an art. didn’t you know? dominance is asserted through the level of presence you have on the bed. sad to break it to ya, but you’re ten years too early to even come close to getting this, my other-brother. i’ve got experience; an unhealthy amount of it.* by the way, this is the part where you imagine me taking a long drag on a cigarette to emphasize how badass that was just now since other you won’t let me actually smoke. “

[goodnightmemes]

Shit I’ve said to my cat; sentence starters

“What are you doing?”

“What did you knock over?”

“Don’t eat that!”

“What’s in your mouth? What do you have in your mouth?!?”

“Plastic isn’t food.”

“How did you get up there?”

“Are you stuck? You got yourself up there, you can get down.”

“I have to pee – can you move?”

“It’s so early, please stop.”

“I haven’t seen you in hours. Where were you hiding?”

“I know you’re trying to tell me something, I just don’t know what.”

“Don’t be mean! I’m just trying to love you!”

“You’re just the cutest thing ever.”

-points to mirror-  “That’s you!”

“I’m trying to take a picture of you, please stop moving.”

“You haven’t moved in hours.”

“How can you be such a bed hog? You’re so tiny!”

“You have the cutest nose.”

“Look at those feet-ies!”

“You’re like a gargoyle up there.”

“Don’t bite me, that’s rude.”

“You look so comfortable. I wish I could be that comfortable.”

“All you do is sleep and eat. That’s the life.”

“You are so lazy. You would not survive in the wild.”

“Could you blink, or something? You’re starting to freak me out.”

“Those squirrels look like they’re doing something shifty.”

- boops nose -

[dusttcdusk]

casual reminder: DO NOT mouth off to an entity that’s stronger than you if you’re not prepared for the consequences. some of these characters would not think twice about killing or seriously wounding your character. these characters have power and have every reason to use said power. you want to play that game? please do!  BUT ONLY IF you understand the implications of doing so. DO NOT force me to go out of character simply because you cannot handle the idea of your muse getting hurt. but to expect your character to mouth off / insult / whatever to one that significantly stronger or more powerful than yours and walk away unscathed is unrealistic and unfair. 

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✉ - handwritten letters

* oh, i get these all the time. lemme read some to ya.* “REMOVE YOUR SOCKS OR PERISH.”* “REMOVE YOUR SOCKS OR PERISH TWICE.”* “REMOVE YOUR SOCKS OR PERISH TWICE AND THEN THAT AMOUNT DOUBLED.”

* “REMOVE Y–” well, that’s enough of that.* i’ve gotta say, though. this handwriting… it’s gotten really good. guess practice really does make perfect, huh?

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☀ + ♪

* asgore’s reign? love it! …said no one ever.* well, you know the story. both of his kids died one day, he went totally bonkers and… well, his mind didn’t exactly end up at the lost and found. heh. after that, everything changed. and by that, i of course mean that it all went to shit. turns out focusing about the entirety of a kingdom’s resources on preparing for the off-chance another human’s stupid enough to wander into this dump is, uh, not very good. who woulda thought, huh?* it didn’t take long for us trapped down in this garbage cesspool to lose all hope. “king fluffybuns” couldn’t care less; all he thinks about is slaughtering the humans on the surface and then… well, nothing. so then why should we? …that’s how folks started thinking, anyway. fucking sad, ain’t it? but what can ya do?* … my singing voice? huh. weird. …you’re weird. but man, am i glad that you asked. invite me to karaoke someday. i dare you. you’ll learn.

[determinationturnaround]

Undertale Symbolic Starters

Send me one of these and my muse will say something about…

☮ - world peace

✿ - flowey 

✈ - their stats

♋ - the war between monsters and humans

☠ - RESETS 

☯ - life & death 

♥ - love 

✌ - LV 

✖ - sparing others 

☢ - jerry

☣ - monster rights on the surface 

☤ - a time they were injured badly 

❥ - unrequited affection (platonic, romantic, anything) 

❦ - monster food

❧ - human food 

♡ - the existence of destiny or fate 

✘ - their most difficult FIGHT 

Ω - their deepest fears 

♠ - their greatest lie 

♣ - a time they restrained themselves from violence 

♢ - your EXP 

♤ - your LV 

♡ - your ATK 

♧ - your DF 

✦ - their day 

♔ - their hopes 

♕ - their dreams 

♚ - their most tragic memory 

♛ - their most beautiful memory 

★ - their greatest impossible wish 

☽ - their first sleepover 

☼ - their favorite way to start the day 

☀ - asgore’s reign

☁ - their job 

☂ - your safety 

☃ - their favorite weather 

☺ - their least favorite weather 

♪ - their singing voice 

♫ - their favorite lullaby 

♬ - shyren songs 

✉ - handwritten letters 

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*: ･ﾟ✧   interrogation starters.

feel free to change pronouns etc as needed.

CALM / QUESTIONING.

“ tell me, what happened?”

“ did you see anything?”

“ what do you remember?”

“ do you remember anything unusual?”

“ please, try to remember as much as you can.”

“ every detail is important.”

“ and what happened next?”

“ and what did you do when all this took place?”

“ what were you doing around __ am/pm?”

“ where were you around __ am/pm?”

“ can anyone verify that?”

“ was someone with you?”

“ and you had nothing to do with it?”

“ and you weren’t involved?”

“ did you see it happen?”

“ did you see who did it?”

“ did you see or hear anything? anything at all?”

CARING / UNDERSTANDING.

 “ you seem scared… is that why you don’t want to talk?”

“ did someone hurt you?”

“ it’s okay. you can tell me.”

“ you were just trying to defend yourself, weren’t you?”

“ we can take a break, if you want.”

“ everything will be okay, i promise. but you need to talk to me.”

“ it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. but it really would help if you did.”

SUSPICIOUS.

“ there is something you’re not telling me.”

“ i think you’re lying.”

“ you looked away just now when you said that. are you sure you’re telling the truth?”

“ except what you’re telling me doesn’t align with what we already know.”

“ seems to me like you know more than you’re letting in on.”

“ what aren’t you telling me?”

“ who are you trying to protect?”

“ so you really don’t know what any of it means? no clue at all?”

“ they must’ve told you more than that.”

“ you have to have seen more than that.”

“ and you want me to believe you don’t remember?”

“ and you want me to believe you had nothing to do with it?”

“ an accident? is that what you’re going with?”

DEMANDING.

“ i need you to tell me the truth.”

“ i need you to tell me what happened.”

“ i know you’re not telling me the truth.”

“ that doesn’t line up with the evidence. so… you wanna try that again?”

“ stop lying. i already know that’s not what happened.”

MAKING A DEAL / ASKING FOR HELP / DEMANDING HELP.

“ what do you want in exchange for this information?”

“ i’m listening…”

“ you’re coming with me.”

“ since you’re the only one who knows how to find them, i don’t really have a choice but to take you with me.”

“ fine. i’ll take you with me, but if you try anything…”

“ i can’t give you that. you know that.”

“ if we’re going to make a deal, you’re gonna have to ask for something a little more rational than that.”

“ okay. we have a deal.”

“ sorry. no deal.”

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Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

👔 Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

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Send ( ✨ ) if we haven’t interacted yet, but you want to.

Send ( 🌛  ) if you would rather I send you memes to start interaction

Send ( 😃 ) if you want to plot with me

Send ( ❤ ) if you want to plot a ship with me

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@somethingveryveryinteresting​ | lapis lazuli

When he woke up in the pigsty that was his room, rousing to the whisper of the self-sustaining whirling of domestic refuse and staring up at the ketchup and mustard-splattered ceiling, it was there.    After his brother had boisterously barged in, dragged him off—or in the words of the embodiment of the antithesis of quiet: "DEIGNED TO LET THE GOOD-FOR-NOTHING LAZYBONES PARTAKE IN THE MOST NOBLE QUEST TO SLAUGHTER A HAPLESS HUMAN!!"—and "convinced" him to take up post at his station and he spent his stint of vigilant watching by downing the stacked bottles of relish he had been saving for a rough day like this instead, it was there.    Even when he snuck off at the usual time to exchange crude jokes about combusting babies and the like with the woman behind the door, enjoying the sound of her howling and cackling as she always did like the connoisseur of the finest humor that she was, he knew: it was there. Scamming brats out of their precious allowance with some inane business scheme of his? Still there. Wondering how much napping he could get away during his many jobs? There. Heckled at Grillby's about his tab? There.    It was a feeling—no, something more profound than that: a presence that stiffened the bones, hitched breathing, sent the fingers involuntarily twitching, made one feel as though there was something always conveniently lurking past the periphery of vision, and that, no matter what, there would be nothing to be found even if one actually dared to catch a glimpse of that which chose not to be seen; that which was not meant to be seen. But it was there, and no amount of distraction nor denial had proven sufficient for dispelling that sinking feeling of wrongness. He knew nothing could ever be.    His legs weighed down by that understanding had eventually brought him to a clearing in Snowdin's forest despite himself. A place where there was solitude and silence diminished only by wind and the only company would be the surrounding trees and that damned and wretched existence.    Hands tucked in pockets clenched and unclenched, and a deep breath followed by an equally deep exhale laced with reluctance and exasperation preceded what he had come there for.    * "...g--" He stopped, didn't want to utter that name and quickly found that he couldn't have even if he had wanted to. Not only because it threatened to again solidify memories he had worked so hard to repress and stuff into the darkest reaches of his mind—the dusty operating table, the ill-conceived contraption to steal the SOUL's secrets and devour its essence, and the all-encompassing darkness that should have marked the end of him—but because it was as though something unseen had clamped itself on his proverbial throat and simply would not permit it. Sordid laughter escaped him with the realization that admist the flood of darkness recollection released was also... light, and perhaps that had been subdued more so than the ebony and the cold.    " * heh heh heh heh... for fuck's sake. " He dragged a hand down his face, then stared at fingers that had caught and become slick with sweat from his brow like it had been an aeon since the last time he had experienced genuine surprise and dread. " * c’mon, now. didn’t you get bored of me a long time ago? "

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