Open RP post, yo.

[corruptedsave]

(For either fabulae_victoriana shenanigans, as to avoid clogging up the comm. Or general RP with others. And I guess any of my dumb solo writing stuff to explain things in F_V that may happen to Chara-Frisk when the kid is on their own.

Or something, I'm awful at these.)

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F_V thing

[corruptedsave]

They hadn't returned to the boarding house for a while now. Of course they didn't consider the time they went with Flowey to count, because that was for a reason.

But the nights are getting colder, and they haven't find a proper place to stay during the days they've been avoiding returning. In fact they probably should have gone back to check in with either of the Doctors who had helped patched them up. But they didn't.

That's doesn't matter now anyway. As they wander the streets not paying attention even as the sky grew dark, and eventually people would be going out to light the street lamps. Chara-Frisk paid it no heed, in fact just one thing finally caught their attention. It was simply something they caught in the corner of their eye, as they passed a windowed store front, as they stared at a reflection that they are very sure only they can see.

It's themself, but not. Despite everything... It's Frisk. And they hear the smallest of voices in the back of their head saying one thing.

Let's go home, it's safer there, they'll forgive us. Please.

The few people who may be out at this time may take note of the child just running off and clutching their head, but how many would pay the child any heed.

MOAR F_V for Death etc.

[corruptedsave]

Gosh Sans, why you gotta be a murderous asshole? Chara will never understand, as they finally get their bone weary self back to the boarding house. Having left a pretty noticeable trail of blood, it's only through determination (and spite) that they made it as far as the porch.

So there, in a bloody heap, they lay. God dying again sucks, but at least it's not buttercup poisoning.

[uglytruth]

An oddly warm presence is simply there by the time Chara made it to the porch, nothing much said or done other than them sitting down-

"Hey, kid." A soft voice to go right along with that presence, chin rested against the back of a hand. "Looks like you're going to be making a detour soon."

[corruptedsave]

It's... Familiar, this presence. One they haven't actually felt in a long, long time. Death better not blame Chara for trying to look at the source of the voice, even if it hurts to do so, red eyes squinting as if not quite sure of what they're seeing.

"I've had worse... Ske-- no." It comes out as a sigh, that no, as what Death looks like to them seems to change and settle. To them Death now looks like a very plain looking human woman, she wouldn't mean anything to anyone except Chara though. Since they're very sure no one here even knows about their human parents.

"Don't know why you're here, mom. I didn't see you last time..."

Yes, the horrible murder child has a soft spot for their birth mother. Shut up.

[uglytruth]

A hand moved to support their head, touch so very gentle in what Death's nature was, and even he held very little amusement as the shape settled. And So she settled, this would do well enough for this moment.

"This time is something different, it's not an end that will change you." At least not in a way that had happened after their fall, after the buttercups. "I'm afraid no one will find you in time.

"So I will wait here with you as long as needed."

[corruptedsave]

They make a slight 'mmn' sound at that news, because really going back to the Void is not something they want. And they don't seem too bothered by the news of no one finding them before they go, honestly that's probably better.

"It... hurts." God that sounded dumb, of course it hurts. Chara is bleeding out, if that didn't hurt well... That might be a bad thing.

"... thanks, and m'sorry."

[uglytruth]

"Soon the pain will pass, Chara." That she could promise, careful with every touch, a set of fingers slowly brushing through their hair as she kept the child's head supported. "The pain will pass, and you can rest for a little while.

"You will see everyone again after," which they likely knew. There was no void, only warm slumber to come soon enough. There would be those who would find the body, they were coming, just... not in time.

All Death could do was ensure they'd not die alone-

"There is some forgiveness in Death, at times."

[corruptedsave]

"I know." It's muttered, as they close their eyes as if it's just time to go to sleep. And in this case it's pretty much just going to sleep. A sleep that starts off pretty painfully, but sleep anyway.

Oh but mention of others coming? Gets some more words out of them, because they have to be sure.

"Don't let them take my SOUL." Their voice sounds scared, and it's almost pitiful.

Especially since those are their last words before their determination finally gives out.

[uglytruth]

She smoothed a hand over Chara's head, leaning down as a kiss was actually pressed against the top of it- "Take your peace for the moment, Chara. Rest, and worry not. You'll be in good hands." Or at least their soul would.

They may get the very brief look of their soul caught in a very human hand before they're completely gone, "I won't, child.

"I will take good care of it," until it could be given to Life. Tucked safely away into a charm attached to a chain, just for the time being.

Glancing over the mess of blood, setting their head down gently. They'd be found.

[justresetalready]

Oh, they'd be found alright as a flower is popping up from the ground out of literal nowhere. Despite often going out into the Marshes to kill and eat souls that weren't his he did return to the house every night just to check up on Chara.

Which is why the mess of a body and a random skeleton near them cause him to move quickly to her side. Sorry, Death. You're the blunt of his sight right now. Friendship pellets activate! Tons of tiny little bullets are just thrown in his direction to either kill or force them away from the body.

Wow, what a sudden soul can do to a person that might've been a little more cautious. "Get away!"

[uglytruth]

Those pellets whither and die mid-air, inches away from Death, a hand held up, actively tucking that charm that has the strange combination of souls away inside of his vest.

"Asriel- or perhaps you'd prefer Flowey like this." He doesn't move, sitting there still beside the body, arms soon rested against his knees. "You won't be able to care for the body by yourself."

[justresetalready]

The ground is churning but only because he's angry and the vines underneath are moving but at the sign of those pellets withering makes him pause and settle down and he'll look like some deranged cat just hissing at him. It's kind of cute.

"Flowey," he practically snaps out. "I know how to bury the dead if that is what you are talking about."

[uglytruth]

"Burying them would be a terrible idea," This is why he stayed behind, right here. "Chara needs to be cleaned up and put to bed, I doubt waking up underground would do them well."

That was indeed a hand lightly brushing hair from their face. Behavior and actions aside, this was still very much a child, a child tat had seen their mother in their final moments of this.

"Three days Chara will revive, I promise you that."

During reset induced shenanigans

[corruptedsave]

[They can't do anything, even GHOST Monsters are able to interact with objects without much effort. But hey at least they can sulk in the yard of the boarding house.

Which is what Chara is doing at this moment, having spent the first bit of whatever this was throwing a fit which would have been very violent except the whole... Not being able to touch anything.]

Ugh this couldn't get any worse.

[Which means it totally should, right Sans-es?]

[bonedoggle]

y'know, sayin' that out loud'll end up jinxin' ya.

[Says a certain skeleton who appears on the steps of the boarding house (Actually wearing jeans and sneakers for once.)]

[corruptedsave]

[UUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGH, don't mind them just kind of flopping onto the ground.

They don't even care about how Sans is dressed, it's not like the skeleton ever does anything unique on that front. Honestly it's the fact that they look ghosty is probably the more interesting thing.]

Don't you have a skull to polish?

[bonedoggle]

i already did that this mornin'.

[corruptedsave]

I meant Papyrus'. Unless he finally turned to dust?

[Just all non-chalant about the whole decapitation thing.]

[bonedoggle]

i know what you meant, kiddo.

[Sans leans against the banister, matching Chara's nonchalance.]

he's been holdin' up pretty well.

[corruptedsave]

Hm... That's good.

[Those words actually sounded a little sincere. Chara might be getting soft.]

So what brings you out here, unless you want to come bother me?

[bonedoggle]

what's it to ya, kiddo?

[corruptedsave]

Just curious.

[AND BORED and can't touch anything except like the ground. It's horrible.]

That and I know none of you like me that much.

[bonedoggle]

[Sans was about to walk in the door when he pauses.]

you know, i wonder why that is.

[It's a sardonic statement.]

[corruptedsave]

I dunno, Paps likes me fine enough.

[They sit up so they can look at Sans as they say the next thing.]

Makes me wonder if you all are just sans a sense of compassion.

[bonedoggle]

[Sans lets out a long suffering sigh.]

i'm plenty compassionate.

i just don't like it when people threaten my family, capiche?