Stay Determined!

In the Underground, the sound of jazz fills you with determination.

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~Prologue~

Though they faltered many times, they continued to make their ascent up the mountain. Their alto saxophone pressed on their back as they halted in front of the hole and leaned over to peer into the darkness. They could make out the bottom, but the fall looked long.

They glanced over their shoulder.

There was no coming back if they continued. They acknowledged that fact as their gaze returned to the hole. They nervously placed a foot out on top of the hole, balancing precariously on the edge of the mountain top. Their heart was beating faster than ever before. They couldn’t tell if it was in excitement for the future or in fear of the unknown.

They put both feet on the ground. Readjusting their strap, they took a deep breath and closed their eyes.

Goodbye.

Then they fell.

FAQ | Next

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~FAQ~

This post is for all of your general questions about Jazztale. Hopefully this will answer them; if it doesn’t, just leave an ask or message us. Our inbox is always open!

Who runs this blog?

Two people run Jazztale! There's Sheyren, the one behind the art and musical arrangements unless stated otherwise. Then there's me, Mage. I'm the one behind the writing. However, we both discuss plot points and ideas prior to points. I'm the only one of us who has a Tumblr account; you can find me at @magykheart!

Where did you get the idea for this AU?

Sheyren and I were joking about it after we heard a jazz rendition of Megalovania. Once we realized we had actually come up with something interesting, we decided to share it with the world!

How often do you post?

We will always post on the first Sunday of the month, unless we say we won't ahead of time. There may be other posts we make, but those aren't on a scheduled basis.

Can I ask you and the characters questions?

Sure thing! We can't answer anything that might give away the plot, but please feel free to leave us an ask or two.

What genders do your versions of Frisk and Chara identify as, and how old are/were both of them?

Our Frisk is genderfluid, and our Chara is female. Please use they/them pronouns for Frisk and she/her pronouns for Chara. At the time of this story, Frisk is twelve. Chara was the same age when she died.

[Please do not reblog this post; it will most likely be changed in the future so it contains whatever information is relevant at the time.]