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starter for @humerus-vertebro
Red was just sitting alone in the forest, against a tree. His good hand was covering his face as his shoulders shook. He was crying, it seemed. But more than that, he was having a panic attack. His breathing was too shallow, too rapid, it wasn’t doing anything for him. There was no one around, nothing to ground him to reality, and he was spiraling down further. Whatever happened to cause this must have been very bad.
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A flash of light lit up the basement lab, and after a moment, a machine appeared in the center of the room. Once the glare cleared, the door opened and out stepped a tall skeleton in a deep red sweater, a black and yellow jacket pulled on over top. Frowning slightly, he cast a look around. The lab he was in had a somewhat low ceiling, though not as bad as some of the ones he'd been crammed into in the past. "okay, then... so points to this universe in probably not being inhabited by a bunch of short fuckers... wonder where i've wound up this time," the skeleton muttered to himself. He closed and locked the door to the machine before tucking the key into one of the pockets of his cargo pants, then headed out of the lab. There was only one way to find out where he was, after all.
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“HE’D BETTER NOT BE SLEEPING AT HIS POST AGAIN…!” Boss was heading down the path in Snowdin forest, going towards Red’s sentry station near the door. It was midday, the usual time for him to make his rounds. “AND IF HE’S OFF AT GRILLBY’S I’M GOING TO DUST HIM…”
Not really. He was just grumbling things because it was habit. He wasn’t halfway to the door when he spotted someone he had never seen before. That person looked… oddly like him? How strange…
“HEY, YOU! WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?”
The Trouble With Twins
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A gentle breeze blew through Snowdin forest, sending a handful of snowflakes drifting towards the ground from the shift of tree branches far above. The woods were silent, or at least they should have been, with the snow to muffle the tiniest sounds. It was the perfect environment for a nap, or to wrap up in a blanket, perhaps by a fire, with a cup of hot chocolate. Maybe a good book too.
The peace would only be broken by a skeleton shuffling through the snow, tired and sagging, with his hood pulled up to better conceal his face. It was rare that he shortcut to a timeline so like his own, but it was necessary this time, for he had a shopping list in his pocket from his brother. It primarily contained torture tools that had run out in his own timeline, between Undyne, Alphys, and Sans all at once.
On edge in the timeline so similar, Papyrus would attempt to stick near the treeline on his walk, trying to avoid any monsters who passed by. At least he had one thing going for him, though. In a timeline like this one, he wouldn't stand out.
Babe
are you my babe? | accepting
We kissed by accident:[x] continue kissing[x] smile[] awkward[] walk away[] be like wtf [x] kiss you backIf you hugged me:[x] hug you back[x] let you[x] hug you heaps more[] push you awayWould I date you?[x] yes[] no[] maybe[] probably[] already haveYou should:[x] text me[x] get in my bed now[x] talk to me more[x] come see me [] leave me alone!
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“W-WHAT’S THIS?”
A small bundle was dumped into his arms by Smokey and he gaped down at it in shock. Well, of course he knew what it was. Obviously a baby. What kind of baby, he wasn’t sure. Cat? Bear? Wolf? Who knew? Its eyes were closed and it looked about to wail. He scrunched up his face, holding it a bit away from him.
“WHY ARE YOU GIVING IT TO ME??”
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N U T M E A T
YES THAT'S YOU, YOU GOOBER
Low tide (it seems like a lot of fun)
♔Send me “Low Tide” for a starter in which one of our muses is a creature washed up from the sea, and the other is finding them while walking along the beach.♔
♔ Surface AU, No Underground, Modern Day ♔
♔ Asphodel had long since set out to do all he had aspired to do. He had risen from the lowest ranks of what used to be the guards of the small monster kingdom of New Haven. It was a small town then, a mix of monster and modern human aesthetics, now a sprawling hub and safe haven for all monster kind. Humans were kept peaceful with treaties now that the mad Queen was dead, and her husband long since fled to the ruins of Old Haven. (He was also the one to name the places, useless fool.)
♔ Now he sat in the throne, bored, tired and unsatisfied. Why, he would never be able to tell, but the small king was wont to wander the beach at midnight, unable to sleep for fear that the throne had cursed him with the same madness as its previous inhabitant.
Would he too want more and more till the world burned at his fingertips?
♔ His bare feet easily sunk into the cool, powdery white sands of the beach, his little personal get away just down the cliffs from his quarters, stairs and tunnels long since built under the old, sprawling castle. A mix of medieval parapets and modern innards, he wasn’t very fond of the place, but it was defensible and the inside was comfortable, so he didn’t complain. Instead, he just enjoyed the cool of the midsummer night, the moon high, the tide low, revealing little pools and reefs to explore. The water was warm this time of Summer, the sand still retaining the heat of the sun, many marine species flocking to the warm currents to continue their legacies and escape the cooler temperatures further out to sea.
♔ He had just stopped to enjoy the pale light and warm sands, the gentle tide flowing in and out, back and forth across his ankles, lulling him into blissful thoughtlessness...
♔ And then he heard a gentle sound of distress, head whipping around, body lowering, stalking with the freeze frame motion of a feline on the hunt, eye unblinking, melting into the darkness almost instinctually to find what had made the noise. “Who’s there,” he hissed.
