KnightTale

Fallen Soldier

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In this timeline, Frisk is the only female knight in the royal army. Her kingdom is still in the shakespearean era, so that's why she and the other humans talk funny. The rest of the world is more modern.

Each section of the underground has a unique speaking style. Here is the list:

Surface - Shakespearean English

Ruins - Modern English

Snowdin - Pirate / Aussie English

Waterfall - Scots

Hotland - Old Norse

Capital - Cowboy

Part of the lore is inspired Fallen Flowers.

Frisk is a pyromantic mesmer.

Ask boxes currently open (no roleplaying asks):

Frisk

The Orchid

Napstablook

Toriel

Captain Papyrus

First Mate Sans

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To all my followers who are excited for this story:

I'm sorry, but I'll be on hiatus until further notice.

Writer's block, I'm afraid.

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(bout time I send an ask here) Well, as long as ya keep Frisk safe as long as possible, it'll be fine. Kind of worried for them, though. 4 petals left on their flower... they could become a monster anytime soon.

(5/5)

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You are shorter than Papyrus right Sans?

Meaning you're the little brother;)

(4/5)

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So how strong is Sans?

(3/5)

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Note: mod asks don't count toward the ask break.

We're still at 2/5.

[iri-desky]

GET KOSA TRENDING.

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What's a Capricorn you mean the sign?

Capricorn as in Goat Person

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So what monster did Frisk turn into?

Capricorn/Boss Monster

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Are humans as strong as monsters when they are cursed?

No. Humans are as strong as a human and the monster they turn into combined.

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Anyway... what are ya gonna do with the human, Sans?

I suppose you'll try to keep em safe. (forgor if he knows Frisk's name-)

(2/5)

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Sans, I do wonder... Why do humans even turn into monsters upon entering the underground anyway?

It feels a bit interesting tbh.

(1/5)

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ahoy there! it be me, first mate sans. the author 'as decided to play the ol' "ask break" card.

only five asks this time around, so use them wisely.

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Part 7

“Thank thee, Sans. I'll beest eft in just a moment.”

I stand in front of the mirror and take off my armor. As I get undressed, I notice five petals falling from the flower in my hair, totalling at 6 having fallen out. That would leave 6 petals remaining, but I only count four. Two petals must’ve fallen out when I was thawing out.

I stare at my bare reflection and give my new form a proper look-over. After I finish looking myself over, I get dressed into my winter gear, reequip my armor, and head out the door to meet with Sans and Papyrus.

“ALRIGHT! JUST 'OP ON THAT THERE SNOW WAGON,” Papyrus says, pointing to a large, heavily loaded wagon with sled tracks instead of wheels, “AN' WE'LL BE OFF!!”

Sans helps me into the passenger section of the wagon, which overlaps with the cargo section greatly, and hops in shotgun. Papyrus climbs into the driver’s seat and starts the wagon forward.

We ride through the empty expanse of Snowdin for hours on end. I doze off quickly. It’s easy to fall asleep, seeing how I’m surrounded by several thick, warm fabrics; I’m wearing my winter gear, which is already warm; and I’m a fluffy goat monster.

I wake up to getting my face poked by someone I don’t know. “F'r the love of the Great Angel above, keep thy fingers to thyself!”

The poking stops, and I sit up and take in my surroundings. I’m in one of an inn’s rooms. The one who was poking me is a bunny. This bunny in particular seems to be an innkeeper of sorts.

“I'm sorry, mate,” she says, her Aussie accent very strong. “I didn't mean to annoy you. It's just that Captain Papyrus is waiting for you downstairs, and he sent me to wake you up.”

“Nay, I apologize f'r snapping at thee.”

I get up and stretch. The innkeeper leaves the room, most likely to return to her duties, and I get ready to go downstairs.

Papyrus is pacing near one of the tables, muttering things to himself.

I approach him and ask, “Thee did wish to see me, Papyrus?”

The pirate captain looks up at me and smiles brightly. “AH, THERE YE BE, FRISK!” he exclaims. “WHILE YE WAS ASLEEP, AN' YE DID SLEEP FER A WHILE, SANS AN' I DISCUSSED SOMETHIN'... CONCERNIN'. AS I AM SURE YE BE AWARE, 'UMANS WHO FALL DOWN 'ERE ARE TURNED INTO MONSTERS, WITH WHICH KIND O' MONSTERS THEY BECOME DEPENDIN' ON THE 'UMAN.

“ALSO, ANYWHERE FROM ONE TO TEN FLOWERS BLOOM SOMEWHERE ON THE PSEUDO-MONSTER'S BODY, AN' WHEN ALL THE PETALS FALL OFF, THE 'UMAN LOSES THEIR 'UMANITY AN' BECOMES AN ACTUAL MONSTER. WHAT I BE TRYIN' TO SAY BE, WHEN I FIRST SAW YE BEHIND THE SNOW MOUND, I NOTICED THAT THE FLOWER IN YER 'AIR 'AD ELEVEN PETALS. BUT EARLIER TODAY, YER FLOWER... 'AD FOUR PETALS.”

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Part 6

I wake up on a grey couch in a warm room that stinks of rum and pirate musk.

Suddenly, Papyrus comes down through a trapdoor in the ceiling.

I shout in surprise, but before I can do anything else, he says, "OH, AHOY 'UMAN! I BE GLAD TO SEE YE'VE THAWED OUT ENOUGH TO REGAIN CONSCIENCE. SANS, E'ER THE REALIST, THOUGHT YE'D NE'ER GET UP ON DECK, BUT I DID NOT LOSE 'OPE!"

"Holla, Papyrus. Wh're is this cubiculo? The watchtow'r? Or is this thy house's ingraft cubiculo?"

Sans comes down through the same trapdoor and says, "this here room be the watchtower's main room o' the lodgin' area. it be the first floor. oh, an' pap? this here knight needs to get to the nearest town, so do ye think ye could 'elp them out?"

"SURE. THEY NEED TO FINISH THAWIN' OUT, BUT AS SOON AS THEY BE READY, WE'LL SET OFF FER SNOWDIN'S CAPITAL AN' 'OME O' THIS FROSTBITTEN WASTELAND'S JRAVEL."

"What doth thou cullionly, 'Jravel'?"

"a jravel basically be the monarch or governor o' each o' the underground's biomes. snowdin's jravel be none other than the jolly grillb mcxanthon, 'imself," Sans says as he pops open a bottle of... tomato rum?

"Thee drinketh rum... madeth from tomato juice?"

“nah. it be made from ketchup!”

“Yond somehow maketh t w'rse.”

As I sit on the couch, I realize that I should be warm enough to use fire magic. I summon a small fireball to warm myself faster.

Once I have feeling in my limbs again, I stand up, turn to Papyrus, and declare, “I thank thee, Papyrus, f'r thy holp. Anon, I asketh yond thee holp me reach Puerto Nevado.”

“O' COURSE, 'UMAN! NOW, BEFORE WE DEPART, YE MUST DRESS IN MUCH WARMER ATTIRE,” Papyrus responds.

I nod and get my winter gear out. Sans leads me to a more private room so I can change into my cold resistance undergarments without having to worry about any perverted pirates.

“when ye be done changing, papyrus an' i will be outside, waitin' fer ye,” Sans says through the closed door.

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Dear this blog hasn't been posting for 2 months

.jess

well, excuse us! the author be 'avin' trouble developin' the story.

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Heh, 🧐. Does Papyrus make good Spaghetti?

no, but muffet does. 'er spaghetti be worth killin' o'er