#undertale open starter

[two-halves-of-a-soul-archived]

I’ve finally managed to set up for RP

So like or reblog this post if you want a starter with the river person or gaster!

[notsohumerusnow]

Open Roleplay Call

Like this post for a random starter from Big Red.

[underswap-rial-ity]

Something sweet (open thread)

It had been an odd day for the goat,  Lately she had been craving sweets,  not her typical ones, like cakes, cookies, or even eco flower tea, Witch admittedly was more strong and tangy than sweets, even as of now she was suckling on a lolly, pap was kind enough to give her. A bag over her arm of sweets, from chocolates, to  taffies even hard candys. They tasted grate but she couldn’t figure out why she wanted them right now. Sure she got a craving for Sushi now and again, and sometimes take out like the occasional  hotdog ‘not really her favorite ones because of the name’  as well as chicken and rice. 

Sure those she normally got a craving for but, oddly, as much as she baked and she cooked sweets she wasn’t much for sugar, not a lot of it. She hummed in aproval pulling the now cleaned stuck from her mouth and dropping it and its wrapper in to her plastic bag below only to tug out a soft taffy to replace it.  Chewy, Stuck to her fang but nothing  a little tongue polishing and brushing couldn’t cure later. Right now though she was allowing her mind to be lost in the present taste of the taffy, Strawberry, her favorite. One of the many fruits she enjoyed for breakfast every morning, strawberries or cherries She always had a big bowl of them in the morning.  Her delighted hums of aproval soon stopped how ever when she felt her self nip on something hard causing her to spit out the candy and sure enough one of her two lovely fangs where stuck in it, Seams she may have had a lose one without even noticing. “Oh Golly...”

[demlegz]

Like this post for a starter

[zombeebxi]

Undertale open starter. (Genocide)

Clara slowly walked along a path. She was carrying a bloody knife with the blood of her friends dripping down from it. Her head was starting to twitch as she walked along the dark path. Clara eventually came to a halt as she spotted a figure in front of a doorway. She slowly stepped a bit closer. "Who are you?"she asked curiously as she approached the figure carefully.

[agreenkindofmind-blog]

Kiss sets up a tripod camera on the grass. He turns it on and begins filming his “ultimately rad skills”.

“Okay, hey. It’s Kiss here,” He says with his face inches away from the lens. “And today, I’m gonna show you guys my awesome skills. Watch me throw my Burnt Pan like a boomerang, it’ll come back to me, yo.”

With all of his confidence, Kiss throws the Pan with a grunt and-

-CRASH-

The Pan went crashing into a window of someones’ home.

For a full 4 seconds, Kiss stands there, then quickly runs to the camera mumbling “fuck fuck fuck”. He shuts it off and stares at the shattered window.

“What the fffffffrickle did I just do.”

[underswap-rial-ity]

Life would suck with out you.(Open starter)

Sighing Rial placed her paws on to her purple cloaks pockets, leaning back against the frozen tree she took in a big breath, puffing it out, watching as the cloud of breath floated away, It was a pretty boring day today today with Sans off to god knows where and papyrus sleeping..thank god... would she love a drink right now, a nice sweet, would make even the dullest of days bright, The two had recently gotten in to a small fight, each said a few things and now well...she was trying to cool down her sizzling temper.

“But without you Im incomplete~” She sung aloud, her earphones in the music blaring, it was always one way to tune out the world and at least it gave her some sense of...fun.  “True love, True love~ it must be True love~”  Opening an eye ever so slowly, the blue flair in it slowly simmering, finally her temper was down. as was the heat radiating from her, how ever it had melted most of the snow under her.

[thecheesypapyrus]

Open RP: Sans is missing.

(( Another Open/Starter up for the taking. I’ve been feeling rather down tonight, so I felt like letting a little bit of my inner feelings out in RP form. May or may not turn out to be a sad one. Where this RP takes us? You’ll get to decide. ))

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Papyrus sighed as he opened his mailbox. “Nothing. Absolutely nothing,” he mumbled softly to himself as he looked down at the dispersed snow beneath his boots.

It’s been two weeks since his older brother had gone missing. No note. No messages on his cellphone. Barely a trace of him was to be found anywhere.

“Did I do something that to upset him? Did he leave because of me? Was it because I asked too much of him?” these thoughts raced constantly through the younger brother’s head. He examined every interaction. Every word. Every facial expression.

Just where did his brother go? And why? What for? He didn’t know. All he could do right now is just live and try to keep his hopes up. Even then, “The Great Papyrus” felt his mind slipping more and more into doubt as each day passed.

With his head pointing downwards and his limp arms wrapped across his chest, he shuffled his feet slowly away from the mail box and back into his lonesome, cold, “punless” home.