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((Part 18 of 19. Continued from: X )) PAPYRUS(HALIDOM):   Papyrus has come up the stairs at this point and opened the door. He  peers within quietly. He has a platter of tea. Seems like he thinks  this is a bad idea though given the tail end of what he obviously  heard Sans saying. He steps aside tentatively for Keno. He looks quite  worried.

THE GOOD DOCTOR:  Gaster walks out - more aptly, walks through the wall, and stands next  to Papyrus, opting instead to try and close the door on Keno.

 "...Not the best timing, Papyrus, but - what kind of tea might that  be?"  It seems he's VERY uncomfortable with how things are progressing.

KENO:  Her head turns from the skeleton, glancing to Papyrus before averting  her gaze entirely. There was no shock, no real reaction to the news  that he killed her human best friend. She's silent for a long time  before raising her head up, as if peering off into the distance.

 * A long time ago, I saw an ending where all of us were together.  Where we were smiling, free of hurt. Free of pain.  

 * I used to take Frisk to PTA meetings.

 * We used to prank our human neighbors.

 * We traveled the world together, with not a care.

 Her paws extended out before dropping them to her sides.

 * Why do I care? Because I wanted you to see that ending too.

 * I wanted to experience it with you again. I wanted to be there again  so badly. To the place where I felt the most comfortable. Where it  REALLY felt like you lo....

 Her words caught in her throat before she took in a breath. Exhaling  slowly.

 * I miss /you/ .

PAPYRUS(HALIDOM):  IT'S AH. CHAMOMILE. WAS HESITATING ON THE GOLDEN FLOWER ALL THINGS CONSIDERED IN THIS FAMILY.

 A hand comes up and offers one of the mugs towards the apparition.  Seemed he was nervous about that, too. Not by too much, granted.  Halidom would probably find this particular Gaster the least suspect  out of all Gaster he was aware of.

 But he was certainly AWARE of them. As well as the threat they posed  potentially. Unlike Sans however, he would embrace that danger quite  literally. Just. Not now. It was inappropriate.

SANS(BZ):  * you mean you miss -him.- i'm a stranger to you right now. and  because of everything that's happened since H E showed up. i'll  probably never turn out like that.

 Oh, there it was. The actual hurt IN the anger. He didn't want to hear  it. He saw it himself in what was stolen or trickled down from the  Dragon. He wasn't lying, either. How could he be? He hated everything  they embodied. The very concept of what he did to attempt to save them  made him writhe in revulsion. His teeth grit as he tries to force down  bitter tears.

 He was done crying. And this wasn't worth his tears as far as he was  concerned. The time for that had long gone.  * he's your golden boy, trying harder than anyone else right now to  save you. and he's wrong.

KENO:  A flinch, visible. It actually seemed like the feline stumbled forward  slightly, as if she had gotten hit with something. Teeth gritting.

 * No.

 * You're wrong.

 * Neither of you.....

 Silence and finally the feline would straighten her back, ears moving  back to a neutral place, tail gently swishing behind her. When she  finally turned, a smile was spread across her face. Eyes closed. The  mask was back, though in the corners of her eyes it seemed to be  cracking, as if she was forcing it to stay in place.

 * Furgive me fur thinking that what I've done would make a  di-fur-ance.  * I'll get out of mew'r fur.

SANS(BZ):  * there's no ending without the kid. i'm gonna try and find them.

 And there was his, back in place as well. The anger was sluicing off  of him now. Replaced by that too tired routine. It was over, maybe. He  would've taken the alternative over this. Even if his morbid curiosity  allowed him to hope, however briefly. This was as honest as he was  ever going to get with the Bakeneko.

 And it broke faith. He registered the details neatly and filed them  away before they could rise up and destroy him. This would have the  potential. Like everything else that could cause him to Fall Down. But  it wouldn't.

 He already trained himself to stop that when Flowey was a thing in its  infancy. His smile returns.

 * i'd say i'm glad that you finally understand how i feel about a lot  of things. but i won't. because i'm not.

 * later.

KENO:  * Mew've taught me a lot, Sans the Skeleton.

 * I'm glad to know. That none of any of it mattered to you.

 * Just another mistake.

((Part 4 of 19. Continued from: X ))

KENO:  She took a bite of the stew as the skeleton host made his leave to  give the additional bowl to his brother. Ever curious she'd listen,  and confusion would set in at the all too familiar low tone that  greeted her. Wasn't that... The stalker?

 Her expression seemed to sour and she would take another bite, even  more annoyed and baffled by the reasoning behind coming to this house  in the first place. Gods... Surely the stalker was beside himself....  Gross.

 Keno's gaze rose as Papyrus made his return with a scraping noise of  bones being wiped across bone. Surely this kind monster didn't know  his brother was a gross stalker.... And she was in no mindset to want  to bring it up. There were far more pressing concerns after all, and  even if this skeleton could act as some kind of .... backboard for her  to bounce her ideas about this whole mess against, surely it'd set her  mind at ease if even a little bit.

 *... I don't even know what I would ask. I've been having these really  strange nightmares of late, been losing sleep beclaws of it even.  * It's always pitch black, but not dark like all of the lights went  out, it's a crushing, looming darkness that's almost suffocating.  As she began explaining, the feline would gesture with one of her  paws, as if trying to convey the size and scope of this darkness that  she experienced every night.  * It feels as if something is always watching from that darkness, and  if I look for it, then I'm shown glimpses of scenes? Memories? They're  not mine, I'm certain of that, but they feel familiar... Or..  Nostalgic even?  * I've seen a few things in the darkness. A human falling into the  Ruins. A talking flower.... This house.  She laughs at this, dragging her free paw through her hair.

 * I've gotten so tired of the nagging feeling these nightmares cause.  I've lost so much sleep. I wanted to find an end to it. So I came  looking for those images? And found your house.  * But now I'm here. And have no idea why.

PAPYRUS(HALIDOM):  As Keno speaks, Papyrus eats carefully. Somehow, stew isn't falling  through his lower jaw or even visible once it passes his teeth. A few  spoonfuls like this however and he sets his own utensil down to  steeple his fingers before his face to simply take in her words.

 Once she stops talking, he nods knowingly. It is a slow and almost  uncharacteristic gesture in the face of how he normally behaved.  Silence follows. It was clear now he DID know something. But what, was  hard to discern.

 If anything, it made him look fatherly. Like Keno was in some kind of  danger and he was her charge. He begins to speak, choosing his words  gingerly.  YOU KNOW THE CONVERSATIONS. YOU HAVE LIKELY FELT UNIMAGINABLE PAIN, AND CAN TELL YOUR MIND ISN'T JUST MAKING IT REAL.

 THE DARKNESS ISN'T FOG. IT ISN'T DARKNESS. IT ISN'T ANYTHING, REALLY. YOU ARE JUST FLOATING IN IT. IN TOTAL LUCIDITY.  THERE'S SOMETHING MISSING, YOU TELL YOURSELF. AND YOU ARE RIGHT. BUT WHEN YOU WAKE UP, YOU LAUGH IT OFF. IT ISN'T REAL.  IT CAN'T BE.  IT'S LIKE A PHANTOM LIMB, AND YOU CANNOT IGNORE IT. I HAVE THESE  NIGHTMARES TOO.

kinda just doodling new UI ideas.... i want the new site to be pretty minimalistic but not so much that it’s hard to use. basically i wanna hit the sweet spot where u dont even need a tutorial to figure out how to use it

things to notice:

click on a post and it will expand slightly, revealing the poster’s ID and the timestamp, as well as an edit button

OOC messages can be collapsed into one small block so they aren’t obtrusive (i meant to do this from the get-go but never got around to it)

character icons!!! i think they would be cool. they’d be optional of course

format buttons to make it easier to bold/italicize stuff

a new paragraph button (helpful for mobile)

image post!

roll a d20!

inline music player? not sure how it would work but it’s an idea

the last post type is chapter headings. that way when you’re browsing through the archive, you can find chapters easily by their titles

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 Ey! So I've made an Rp in Rpnow, called Dimensional Protection!

 It's essentially about this organization as they solve crimes and problems throughout the many universes!

 From a world of abstract nonsense, to a fantasy Rp, to a fandom universe you might now, like Undertale!