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seven-just-that:

>Yeah, I know it doesn´t matter. You have that,umm, “special power” right?<

*Sette talks like if it wasn´t a big deal to just come back from the death. He seems pretty chill about it. Even adding his mocking smile to the account. He takes out his hands from his pockets and shrugs.*

>Have you already killed someone here?< *He asked.* >I don´t know someone, maybe a certain someone who happens to look a little bit like me with a maternal tendency, perhaps?<

“Maybe.”

Frisk seemed to be well content to continue with their stubbornly detached attitude toward Sette, crossing their arms and refusing to keep eye contact with him for longer than a few seconds. It was unnerving to have someone who knew so much about them without them even hinting at what he guessed at.

It was the reference to one of the monsters--yes, one they’d killed--that they grow visibly distressed.

“M-maybe.” They hated how they stumbled and dropped their gaze to the ground. Their eyes stung, and they rubbed irritably at one of them. No tears, thankfully.

They remembered the Froggit they’d come across. Fight a monster enough and they would no longer want to fight. It’d worked for every monster until then! How were they supposed to know that she would... just... die liked that.

“Don’ ‘member.” They mumbled out their lie. “‘S lotsa monsters in this place. I-I dunno. ‘S not my fault though, I d-didn’t. I didn’t mean to!”

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If there was one good thing that might come out of their current predicament, it was that, with no parent to reprimand them, they could do whatever they wanted. Stay up however late they wanted. And no one could come in and make them go to bed.

It... wasn’t as fun as Frisk thought it would be. Even underground, with no sun to signal day or night, it was dark and quiet. It felt like the entire world was asleep except for them.

It was painfully boring.

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aquietvampire:

☠️Heheh. 

The vampire couldn’t help but to keep his grin plastered onto his lips. This kid was super annoying and annoying them was the most fun he’d had in a very long time.

It was honestly beautiful to him. 

“Yer a stupi’ lil’ shit. Dat’s all I can say so far. I hope dat one day, you can pull yer head outta yer mama’s tits.”

“I am not!”

An eloquent counter to his insults. They stamped their foot, as if it would help get their point across. He was so mean!

“Well you’re just a big dumbhead!”

It wasn’t the most creative of names they’d ever called someone, but in the heat of their frustration their imagination had all but fled them. They didn’t even know what he meant by pulling their head out of their mom’s tits, even after all the times he’d said it in the short time they’d known him, but it sounded awfully offensive.

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Continued w/ @elegansproelior {x}

“I do?”

They lift an arm to sniff at their armpit. Nothing. At least they don’t smell bad, but Frisk can’t detect a ‘unique’ scent on them. Maybe it’s a monster to human thing, just as she smells unique to them.

“I haven’t taken a bath in a really long time,” they inform her, although it’s not an entirely accurate statement. It hasn’t been more than a day, only made longer by repeated resetting.

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*What the heck there’s so many ppl?

*Idk who any of you are. 😕

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They’re knelt on the ground in front of am echo flower. It’s a quiet area of Waterfall. Maybe it hasn’t always been this way, just like it seems to them like there are less monsters to encounter than there should be, but it’s quiet and isolated now. Frisk pauses, looking around to make completely sure that they’re alone, and lean forward.

“Squeak, squeak!” they whisper, doing their best to imitate the sound of a mouse.

“Squeak, squeak! Squeak, squeak!” the flower whispers back, a perfect imitation of their voice.

They rock back onto their bottom, hands smothering a giggle as the echo flower continues to squeak at them. It’s probably not funny to anyone else, but Frisk finds it hilarious, a playful moment all to themself, away from the monsters who’ll try to hurt them as they move on from their little space.

Maybe they can find a way to take one of the flowers throught the barrier with them. Their mom would be delighted with them, and maybe then she won’t be mad for Frisk’s current disappearing act.

They really hope she isn’t too angry.

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mcsyndrome:

Huh. This wasn’t usually a question people would ask her: most of the time, Emilia either brought forth a new meme that people haven’t heard of, bring back an older meme, or simply went along with whatever it was that everyone else was talking about in terms of meming.

Granted, with how she now knew they enjoy the doge meme, she was going to first respond with, “Much meme. Very funny. So Meta. Wow,”

She seemed amused by her own joke, but then decided it would have been best for her to actually think about it. Huh, there were way too many that she knew of that she could name off in her head. She might as well name at few rather than just one or two at this point,

“I like Lemme Smash, True Facts about Morgan Freeman— uhm,” A pause, “Snap back to Reality, uhhhhhhhhh—”

She seemed lost in some kind of thought train now. Reel her back in.

They let out a high-pitched giggle as the woman so easily pulls out the tone of their favorite meme for them. Adults were always so stuffy about memes, so it was always a nice change to come across someone who enjoyed something that they did as well.

Lemme Smash was a great video! Good choice of meme, in their opinion. Frisk held their hands out to her, open-palmed as if presenting something to her.

“I got you blue,” they said and then, in a harsh whisper, “Ben is a hoe.”

Their hands were back at their mouth, muffling their helpless giggles. The child didn’t even know what a ‘hoe’ was, but it was the funniest line in the world to them.

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starsgivemehp:

He tried not to sigh. “yeah, i guess i was pretty young. just a little kid. there’s a lot about my childhood i don’t remember, i guess.”

He watched with amusement as they hopped around. Now that was a more fun kid-like thing. Endearing. He stuck his hands in his pockets and waited patiently until he could actually see, now actually smiling a little.

“yeah, i guess it does. i wouldn’t know, tho, i’ve never seen a real cloud. only pictures.”

They nodded, almost solemn as they continued attempting to balance and keep their pants leg pulled up. That made a lot of sense.

“Lotsa kids don’t remember stuff from when they were really little. I remember a bunch though! I gots a great mem’ry!” they said, hopping on one foot for a moment longer before returning their other to the ground. They were proud of being able to remember so far back.

“Ohh.”

They forgot sometimes that monsters wouldn’t have seen many of the things that they had the privilege of seeing their entire life.

“They look super soft, but they’re actually made up of water and are really cold n’ stuff. It’s called con-den-sa-tion.” Frisk frowned, careful to pronounce each syllable of the world correctly. “Sometimes me and my mom look for clouds with cool shapes! It’s super neat.”

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doodledsouls:

“Monsters… want to be able to leave this place too… And they need seven human souls to do it… You’re the seventh they need.” He figured the kid would appreciate some honesty. “They want out of here, just like you.”

His smile was a bit sad as Tint wiggled in his arms, trying to chew on his shirt. Their little tail was wagging away. Seems someone was just happy to be held.

“So?!”

Their mouth twisted, and they stared down at the ground. “That’s not my fault! I’m just a kid, it’s not fair!”

Neither was it fair that monsters were trapped down here to begin with, but at least no one was asking them to die for a bunch of strangers. Frisk felt frustrated tears pricking at their eyes, and they fought hard against them.

“Why can’t they just find some other way? Or... or something...”

It shouldn’t be their job to help them anyway. Even if it didn’t involve their death.

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All the starter sentences I could find, alphabetized.

"Are you crazy?”

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"Are you sure they won’t find out?”

"Are you sure this is legal?”

"Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Be mine."

"Do I know you?"

"Do you love me?"

"Do you remember this?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Don’t go."

"Don’t let me die"

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Don’t make me beg.”

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"Don’t you dare."

"Explain yourself."

"For you, I would _____"

"Give it back."

"Give me another chance."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"I already regret this."

"I am not wearing that.”

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"I can’t even look at you."

"I could kill you!"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I didn’t do it.""

"I didn’t know you could do that."

"I don’t want to look at you right now.”

"I guess this is goodbye.”

"I hate you."

"I have to go."

"I just want to cuddle."

"I know your secret.”

"I love you, but I really wish I didn’t.”

"I love you."

"I miss you so very much."

"I missed you."

"I need a drink."

"I need a hug."

"I never really loved you."

"I owe you."

"I think I broke it."

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"I think it’s broken.”

"I trust you."

"I want to be yours."

"I want to try this thing I read in a book.”

"I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."

"I’ll be there in five minutes.”

”This is really inappropriate.”

"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

"I’m bad for you.”

"I’m dying."

"I’m going to be sick."

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"If you stay quiet, no one will know.”

"Is that my shirt?"

"It was me"

"It’s so beautiful.”

"It’s time to choose.”

"Just five more minutes."

"Just go."

"Just leave me alone."

"Just let me die."

"Just relax."

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Kiss me you idiot."

"Kiss me."

"Make me."

"Marry me?"

"My Parents don’t know"

"My parents know.""

"Never again."

"Nh, don’t be so rough!"

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"Put it away.”

"Put your trousers on!"

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"Shut up and listen."

"Take responsibility."

"That isn’t mine."

"That looked easier on TV."

"That sounds painful."

"That was a bad plan."

"That’s mine!”

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"They’re coming.”

"This seems familiar."

"This stays between us."

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"We need to talk."

"We’re moving too fast.”

"Well that was unexpected."

"What are we doing here?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you touching?"

"What are you?"

"What do you need?"

"What happened to you?"

"What have I done this time?"

"What if someone catches us?”

"What sort of noise was that?”

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"What were you thinking?"

"Where are my clothes?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Where do you even find this sort of thing?”

"Where were you?"

"Who’d have guessed you could pull such a face?”

"Why are you wearing that?"

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"You could have died!”

"You could have killed someone!"

"You coward."

"You don’t need to be so gentle.”

"You drive me crazy!"

"You have ten minutes, so make it quick.”

"You lied to me!"

"You mean everything to me."

"You owe me."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"You’re all out of ____."

"You’re an idiot.”

"You’re bad for me.”

"You’re dead to me."

"You’re pregnant and It’s mine"

"You’re really good at this…”

"You’re so weird.""

"You’re under arrest."

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skelesansx:

“pre-piu-beh-scent.” Sans pronounced helpfully. 

“ya do, baby breath. s’unfortunate truth, but we all gotta face it. i’ll never have hair, and yer a lil monkey squirt. the world is cruel.”

“Whatever!”

They weren’t going to attempt that word again, and the ‘helpful’ pronunciation did nothing but make their face burn in humiliation. Who needed those dumb big words anyway! Frisk didn’t even know what that meant, only that it was some kind of insult.

“I’m not a monkey! Or a baby, you... bone-face!”

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*The echo flowers are kinda quiet and it's creepy, I dunno I feel like there should be more chatter.

*Waterfall feels kinda empty but I dunno why I've never been here? Or I have??

*It's weird.

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miscellaneous sentence starters

another collection of sentence starters because i haven’t made one in a while. feel free to request some :-)

you’re adorable, you know that?”

“star-gazing was such a great idea.”

“you have know idea how much you mean to me.”

“i shouldn’t have left you.”

“let’s build a fort!”

“don’t leave me! you’re too warm.”

“i don’t like lightning.”

“i’m here for you.”

“the carnival’s in town!”

”you smell nice..”

“don’t you dare leave me, not now.”

“talk to me.”

“i thought you loved me. i guess i was wrong.”

“i thought i loved you and i guess i was wrong.”

“so, slow and loving, or hard and punishing?”

“you’re dead to me.”

“i just want you to know that i’ll never stop loving you.”

“i fucked up, alright? i’m sorry.”

“we should try adding a third person.”

“you’re hair is really soft after you wash it..”

“you’ve been hiding something from me, haven’t you?”

“would it be alright if i borrowed your sweater? it smells like you..”

“you’re my new pillow.”

“how about a kiss?”

“don’t get up, i’ll do it.”

“stop lying to me and tell me the truth!”

“how could you keep this from me?”

“your bedhead it really cute.”

“you belong to me.”

“i think you’ll be happy to know that i’m not wearing any underwear..”

“you look beautiful in the moonlight.”

“you are very endearing when you’re half asleep.”

“it’s beautiful.”

“you’re perfect to me.”

“do i really me nothing to you?”

“just leave me alone.”

“i never meant to hurt you.”

“may i have this dance?”

“i’m so lucky to have met you.”

“will you marry me?”

“you don’t have to me so gentle.”

“you’re a little shit, but at least you’re my little shit.”

“we should move in together.”

“c’mon, i’ll make you some hot chocolate.”

“let’s have a picnic.”

“i don’t want this to end..”

“you said you loved me!”

“i never loved you..”

“you’re my everything.”

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*ALSO THE FOOD SUCKS!😝

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*But then none of these monsters that keep hurting me wanna die either but I get yelled at and stuff if I hurt them but I'm just a kid why I gotta be responsible for all of this.

*Ya can't just wanna kill a kid and want then to just lay down and give you their soul and not do nothing.

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*How come I gotta die cuz of some stuffs that people did a billion years ago? Not fair. 😒

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doodledsouls:

“That’s Chara… In that timeline your alternate was the first human to fall instead… While for here it was Chara.” He really didn’t want to admit that the first human died by eating buttercups in hopes of helping free the monsters. “The first human in any timeline was taken in and adopted by the royal family, giving up their soul to their adopted sibling so six more could be gathered to free the monsters… and the sibling killed by humanity.”

Well it wasn’t explained exactly, but it did at least explain why some monsters were so hostile to humans. “The King here and Queen in that timeline… made a declaration to have the souls of any human taken out of grief of losing both their children to humanity…”

“Oh. Ok.”

They hadn’t known who Chara was. It was a story that they’d never heard, or couldn’t remember hearing before. Sad. Probably old. Hard to feel much more than a pang of sympathy for someone long gone who they never knew. They wondered what it’d be like to be taken in by monsters, rather than the constant hostility they’d received in their time in the underground.

It didn’t seem so real to them.

“Why? I didn’t do nothin’ to them. I never hurt nobody.” Until falling, that was. Remembering that made them feel sick, their hands gritty even though the dust had been long washed off. “I just wanna go home.”