*

* a normal human. * who does normal human things.

[mossenthusiastic]

* it's just you.

an ask/rp blog for kris deltarune. run by a kris fictionkin.

shortform and longform roleplays both welcomed.

follows from @fluffveebee | susie @susieziller

this kris is post ch3, pre ch4.

kris uses they/them. any asks with other pronouns used for them will be ignored. except for it/its. if you want to fuel kris' depersonalization issues go right ahead.

kris is 16. vt/mun is an adult. keep this in mind.

no dni. if i (mun) don't like you i will block you.

will not be 100% canon compliant. many characterization choices will come straight from kinmems. we have a particular fondness for spamton, and tenna as well.

please no asks concerning chapter 4's weird route. we still haven't played it. chapter 4 normal route, and chapter 2 weird route is alright, but this kris may not understand!

[mossenthusiastic]

{Monthly Moss for Kris dreemurr.}

{Nice glasses by the way.}

* ... thanks

* [ They roll they moss up into a little piece of paper. And then, digging into their pocket, they pull out a shitty little lighter. ]

* [ They try for a second too long to start the thing. Then they light up. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* [On the back is more text.]

* "Arf Arf! Good puppy!"

* [ Kris perks up at reading this secret, extra text. ]

* [ Under their breath, they mumble some choice words. ]

* fuck yeah, bitch

[mossenthusiastic]

* [A paper lies nearby, on it is one word, posed as a question...]

* "Arf?"

* arf.

[ * Kris barks quite solemnly. ]

[ * They flip the paper, as if expecting to see more on the back. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* (Pelts u with moss)

* [ Kris yelps in surprise! ]

* [ However, they quickly come to their senses, and start catching the thrown moss. ]

* [ With their mouth. In their mouth. Yum. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* (Some moss lies on the ground nearby.)

* (You already know what you probably want to do.)

* (Perpetuate the cycle of existence?)

* [ Kris is guilty of perpetuating many cycles. ]

* [ This is no different. ]

* [ They hungrily devour the moss. A bit sticks to the side of their mouth. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* [...nearby a pair of bottles of chocolate milk sit, surprisingly still cold. Another note lies with them...]

* ["For a good puppy and their dragon friend."]

* [ Kris blinks. They wish they could catch whoever it was who was leaving these gifts. ]

* [ Regardless, it didn't matter that much. They quickly open one bottle of choccy milk, and pair it with a dog treat. ]

* [ The drink disappears in less than a minute, milk moustache forming. ]

* [ They tuck the other bottle into their inventory to save it. But who knows if it'll actually make its way to Susie. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

Are you an ice eater? (I am totally not holding an ice tray while typing this)

* [ Kris nods enthusiastically. ]

* family knows to make my glass of water mostly ice.

* glass of ice

[another-ralsei]

* . . .

* . . .ralsei.

[ BRIBE ❤ THREAT ]

[ BRIBE ❤ THREAT ]

* [ Kris reaches under their "cape" blanket, and hands Ralsei a dog treat. ]

* [ You ask why he's acting strangely. ]

* . . .

* [ You mention someone who said you were "from a game". ]

- @mossenthusiastic

[Ralsei gently takes the dog treat and stows it away in his inventory for later.]

"That's... how some of the versions of your SOUL interact with their worlds, I believe. Through a program on a device in a far-off dimension."

"Regardless, though, you're not from a game by any means. You're real."

[mossenthusiastic]

* [ Kris freezes, body going rigid. Regardless, the word slips out of their mouth before it can be stopped. ]

* SOUL. . .?

* [ Previous question about Ralsei acting strange seemingly forgotten, Kris feels their body, their mouth, move automatically. Their posture straightens. ]

* [ Your own words deaf against their ears, they reel from the direct confirmation that Ralsei knew. They ignore the other information given. ]

* [ He'd redirected the SOUL's attention before, sure, asking them if they were okay. But he'd always be dodgy about the subject. Never this direct. Ralsei wouldn't be this direct. ]

* [ In a way, he did answer Kris' question. He was acting strangely because he wasn't Ralsei.]

* [ Or, maybe, a different Ralsei. . .?]

* okay. thank you. . .

* [ Why the fuck did they thank him. . .? To know, and do nothing. It made them feel sick. It felt like a betrayal.]

[mossenthusiastic]

// sorry for no posts today just having a bad one. will try thisnnext hour + when i get off work

[mossenthusiastic]

I got some sleep and things are still weird. Maybe we should look into it more? Instead of brushing it off?

@susieziller

* [ Kris startles, clearly not expecting Susie's appearance. They quickly hide the box of dog treats behind their back. ]

* [ They love Susie, but they do not want to share. ]

* [ And they don't want to be teased right now. ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

* [ They stand up, tucking both gifted items into their inventory.]

* [ You got SoftBlanket! You got DogTreats! ]

* [ They then pull the blanket right back out, draping it over their shoulders like a cape. Kris equipped the SoftBlanket! ]

* maybe. . .

* things have been. . weirder. . . than normal.

* . . .we probably shouldn't ignore it.

* [ You sigh. ]

[susieziller]

Alright. Cool. Well. Maybe we should talk to Ralsei first? He mentioned something about a "tumbler" or whatever. So I think he probably knows about what's going on.

[mossenthusiastic]

* . . .good idea.

* [ They sneakily dig in their pocket for a dog treat. They're still hungry. Somehow. ]

[susieziller]

Hey, what's that you've got?

[mossenthusiastic]

* [ Kris growls. You get the feeling they may bite if pressed further. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

I got some sleep and things are still weird. Maybe we should look into it more? Instead of brushing it off?

@susieziller

* [ Kris startles, clearly not expecting Susie's appearance. They quickly hide the box of dog treats behind their back. ]

* [ They love Susie, but they do not want to share. ]

* [ And they don't want to be teased right now. ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

* [ They stand up, tucking both gifted items into their inventory.]

* [ You got SoftBlanket! You got DogTreats! ]

* [ They then pull the blanket right back out, draping it over their shoulders like a cape. Kris equipped the SoftBlanket! ]

* maybe. . .

* things have been. . weirder. . . than normal.

* . . .we probably shouldn't ignore it.

* [ You sigh. ]

[susieziller]

Alright. Cool. Well. Maybe we should talk to Ralsei first? He mentioned something about a "tumbler" or whatever. So I think he probably knows about what's going on.

[mossenthusiastic]

* . . .good idea.

* [ They sneakily dig in their pocket for a dog treat. They're still hungry. Somehow. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

I got some sleep and things are still weird. Maybe we should look into it more? Instead of brushing it off?

@susieziller

* [ Kris startles, clearly not expecting Susie's appearance. They quickly hide the box of dog treats behind their back. ]

* [ They love Susie, but they do not want to share. ]

* [ And they don't want to be teased right now. ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

[ YOU'RE RIGHT ❤ YOU'RE WRONG ]

* [ They stand up, tucking both gifted items into their inventory.]

* [ You got SoftBlanket! You got DogTreats! ]

* [ They then pull the blanket right back out, draping it over their shoulders like a cape. Kris equipped the SoftBlanket! ]

* maybe. . .

* things have been. . weirder. . . than normal.

* . . .we probably shouldn't ignore it.

* [ You sigh. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

posts and responses will be slow for the next 9 hours, folks! clocking in to work!

[mossenthusiastic]

holy snackazoinks!!! is that kris deltarune from the popular indie game deltarune??? holy wingadingus!!!

* [ Kris looks up from their box of treats to stare at you. ]

* [ You can't see their eyes, but you get the feeling you're supposed to be intimidated. ]

* (. . .game?)

[mossenthusiastic]

* [...left on the floor is a note along with a package of what appears to be more than five treats...]

* ["For hometown's best puppy. From someone who cares."]

* [You're not sure if you recognize the handwriting.]

* [A blanket also sits nearby.]

* [ Kris rouses, spotting the blanket first. They reach out to it, if almost afraid. ]

* (ohhhhhhh. . . soft. . .)

* [ They waste no time in pulling it over their shoulders, the texture deemed adequate. ]

* [ They try to close their eyes again, but after a few moments, deem it impossible to return to rest. ]

* [ Finally, they see the dog treats. They throw the blanket off them to rush over. ]

* [ They quickly dig in, shoving treats in their mouth like a dog starved. ]

* [ They could wonder who it was that left these, but they're too focused on eating for that. ]

[mossenthusiastic]

* [ Kris seems to have fallen asleep on the floor. ]

* [ They seem mostly content, despite how uncomfortable it must be down there. ]

* [ Occasionally, however, they whimper. ]

* [ Could it be sadness? Fear? Cold? ]

* [. . . Puppy? ]