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inject myself in with fictional worlds and characters because I crave intimacy and adventure but I have too much anxiety and too few social skills to form bonds with real people and achieve this dream
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Do me a favor. Reblog this if you welcome the use of ask memes as icebreakers between characters that have never, or rarely, interacted before.
// just a quick question: who would actually want to let their muse(s) interact with completely ut trash-inspired child Undertale OC’s?
// I just so happen to have two on the sidelines here that I haven’t RP’d with in a long time. It’d be nice to give them some fresh air now and then (´・ω・｀)
“I… are you….“
Ivan’s smile would fade. They… really didn’t remember. They forgot about him, completely… and everything he’s done with them. And… some stuff he wasn’t a part of much… almost like everything was just reset.
he would wipe off some of his tears… he just realized he was crying and… probably being quite annoying. They didn’t know him and he was just making a scene over nothing now. At least, nothing to anyone else but him.
“I… I’m sorry. I guess I must have confused you for someone else…“ He would fib, reaking of bullshit.
“I’ll…. get going.“
“Wait,” Frisk piped up, “Look, we don’t know what’s going on. But just because we aren’t who you thought we were doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.”
Kid nodded in agreement.
“Yeah. Yo, you wanna play with us? We’re playing soccer!”
How odd. At first he was certain, certain, they knew him, and then he turned around and changed his mind when it didn’t turn out to be so. Something told Chara that he wasn’t entirely honest when he changed his mind. Mostly because he called these two out by name. Perhaps if Frisk spent some time with him some more information would surface. Maybe…
Ivan would look back for a moment. Of course he… kind of wanted to play. He certainly would play if they could remember him. It really would just be awkward for him… not to mention painful. … really painful… actually.
“I…. I really don’t think i want to stay around right now… at least.“
Kid’s face fell a his answer.
“Ah... Ok then, dude. See you later,” Kid replied, “Yo, come see us if you change your mind, alright?”
“Be safe, ok...?” Frisk added.
So rather than start their friendship anew, he decided to to just walk away. Chara was admittedly disappointed.
This was going to be bugging them for a while.
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“I… are you….“
Ivan’s smile would fade. They… really didn’t remember. They forgot about him, completely… and everything he’s done with them. And… some stuff he wasn’t a part of much… almost like everything was just reset.
he would wipe off some of his tears… he just realized he was crying and… probably being quite annoying. They didn’t know him and he was just making a scene over nothing now. At least, nothing to anyone else but him.
“I… I’m sorry. I guess I must have confused you for someone else…“ He would fib, reaking of bullshit.
“I’ll…. get going.“
“Wait,” Frisk piped up, “Look, we don’t know what’s going on. But just because we aren’t who you thought we were doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.”
Kid nodded in agreement.
“Yeah. Yo, you wanna play with us? We’re playing soccer!”
How odd. At first he was certain, certain, they knew him, and then he turned around and changed his mind when it didn’t turn out to be so. Something told Chara that he wasn’t entirely honest when he changed his mind. Mostly because he called these two out by name. Perhaps if Frisk spent some time with him some more information would surface. Maybe...
The second time he was told he wasn’t recognized brought several points up… or rather made fears that Ivan was now aware of. Did they… actually not remember him? Maybe it was a prank or something…. or perhaps they…
He knew they wouldn’t pull something like this on him. They just weren’t the type to do that. Or at least he really doubted it…
Did they forget about him?
“Wh…. what do you mean by that? Of course we know each other… We’ve known each other for a while… Like… remember that time with that baby and when I was sick…. and… How we would hang out together?“
They didn’t forget about him… It was too hard to believe something like that would happen. It had to be a prank, that was it. Just a quick joke… One they would stop once they realized this was upsetting him.
“Wait, what baby?” Kid asked, looking even more confused.
Just as Frisk had feared, the boy was getting upset about this. They don’t remember anything he was describing, though. They couldn’t help but feel bad.
“I’m sorry, Ivan… None of that is familiar to us…” they responded, their voice soft and apologetic as they offered a hand, “But hey, it’s ok, we can still be friends. Even if we don’t know you, we can still start to know you.”
“Hey you…. you guys have to remember… it’s…“
He would back away from the hand for a moment. While it was coming from a familiar face…
He was keeping some semblance of a smile up though.
“Are you pulling some sort of prank? It’s…. it’s very funny if you are.“
It was exactly the complete opposite of very funny, actually.
“Yo, why would we just say we don’t remember you for a prank? Like you said, it isn’t funny,” Kid responded, sounding maybe slightly offended.
Frisk pulled their hand back slowly when Ivan back away, bringing it to their chest instead.
“No... I’m sorry... We don’t know you...” Frisk whispered guiltily.
The second time he was told he wasn’t recognized brought several points up… or rather made fears that Ivan was now aware of. Did they… actually not remember him? Maybe it was a prank or something…. or perhaps they…
He knew they wouldn’t pull something like this on him. They just weren’t the type to do that. Or at least he really doubted it…
Did they forget about him?
“Wh…. what do you mean by that? Of course we know each other… We’ve known each other for a while… Like… remember that time with that baby and when I was sick…. and… How we would hang out together?“
They didn’t forget about him… It was too hard to believe something like that would happen. It had to be a prank, that was it. Just a quick joke… One they would stop once they realized this was upsetting him.
“Wait, what baby?” Kid asked, looking even more confused.
Just as Frisk had feared, the boy was getting upset about this. They don’t remember anything he was describing, though. They couldn’t help but feel bad.
“I’m sorry, Ivan... None of that is familiar to us...” they responded, their voice soft and apologetic as they offered a hand, “But hey, it’s ok, we can still be friends. Even if we don’t know you, we can still start to know you.”
I don't know about you, but that kid seems a little dangerous to me.
“Dangerous? I doubt it...” Frisk responded, “If he wanted to hurt us, surely he would have done it by now...”
At first, Ivan was glad to see them again. He really should have come to do this soo-
His smile would immediately fade as Frisk asked that question.
Who was he? He…. he was their friend of course. Why did they look so confused? Did he not have the ears last time he saw them? That… really was a long time ago.
“It’s me, Ivan. The… wolf features are a little new…“ He would respond, with most of the excitement out of his voice for now. He wasn’t disheartened yet though.
Did they really not recognize him with such a minor change? Well… Maybe it really wasn’t minor, but his face should be mostly the same!
Frisk hesitated. They knew an Ivan, once upon of time, but he was a little older than the boy in front of them, and he was part of a gang of outcasts that took Frisk in before they ended up in the Underground. Not to mention, ignoring the wolf features, he looked nothing like this boy. He was a bronze skinned boy with shaggy dark hair and a scar on his left arm from a knife fight he got in at one point.
They would have told him the honest truth that they didn’t know him, but the younger human was afraid of hurting his feelings.
Ivan Ivan Ivan... How odd... This name rang a few bells, but...
The deceased child continued to ponder. While his face and name seemed vaguely familiar, they still couldn’t put their finger on why. This was really bugging them.
Kid squinted as they tried to figure out why they should know him. Was he a class mate? No, they definitely would have known. Plus, he seemed older than Frisk. Not so much themself, seeing as Monsters aged slower and therefore had longer life spans. Their point was that he seemed like someone that was old enough to be a grade or two higher than them and the other human.
“Sorry, dude. Doesn’t ring a bell,” the monster said simply.
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Considering Ivan had been recently trying to make up with some old friends, he thought it would be quite appropriate to see some of the ones who, while he had last seen them on good terms, he had still not seen in a while. For now he was visiting Frisk and MK.
He had nearly gotten lost making his way to them, but he was pretty sure he had figured it out now… He must have, he was recognizing everything now. He would make a beeline to where Frisk should be. Hearing some noises coming from the back, he thought it might be appropriate to introduce himself back there first.
He would make his way to the back, calling out once he could see either one of the children, and calling out there name followed by a simple “It’s nice to see you again.”
Kid and Frisk were spending after school playing as usual, with Chara just acting as the spectator visible to only Frisk. There was also one more spectator as well, for though none of the children knew that.
They all stopped what they were doing when someone had called two of the three children present by name. They paused to look the boy’s way.
“Yo, do you know him...?” Kid mumbled as the older boy came closer.
“‘Again’...?” The human repeated with their head tilted.
He certainly didn’t look familiar. He appeared human, but he had canine ears and tail. Probably canine like teeth too if he so desired to bare them. At least, that’s what Frisk imagined.
The young monster didn’t recognize him either. Which is why they were a little weirded out when this boy called them both by name as if he knew them. And they think they’d recognize someone like him. He stuck out like a sore thumb. He seemed human, but some aspects reminded them of the dog monsters they’ve always seen patrolling Snowdin back in the Underground.
Chara looked at this newcomer curiously. In all the resets, not even they recognized him. At least not fully. Something about him made them think that they should know him, even if it was through their host. As they floated in their seating position, they rubbed their chin and pondered. It’s so odd, they prided themself of having practically perfect memory. How could they not know about him...?
“I’m sorry... Who are you, mister...?” Frisk asked slowly, hoping they weren’t sounding insensitive.
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Cue the casual whistling from Kid.
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“Snrk-”
“What’s so funny, Chara?” Frisk asked.
“Oh nothing... Just that... They’re giving him too much credit here...” the other replied with a shrug.
“Who?”
“Son’t worry about it...”
Chara pat their host’s head in a way that could be considered condescending.
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Frisk tilted their head in confusion.
“Huh? Who?”
If you look behind Frisk, you could see a wide grin on Chara’s face.
