Local non-binary dumbass art student

[It took a lot of time. It took you having to beg and plead, but,, finally. Ms. Toriel let you pass. You take a glance behind, to the large imposing door you just stepped through. You feel bad. Terrible, actually. She wanted nothing more than your safety, fearing that you may be...forgotten?]

[It was odd, but not a feeling you were unfamiliar with. It was almost as if she was trying to remember someone you reminded her of but.. couldn't. You suppose you're not the only one around with memory problems anymore. Deep down you were touched by her concern, a tiny part of you almost wish you had stayed...You can't remember the last time someone offered you parental love.]

[But, you have a home your reality to return to. You have a family your own actors you need to direct. You cannot stay here.]

[Heaving a sigh, you push yourself forward down the torch-lit hallway. Glances at the cracked brick walls and crumbling ruins reminded you of making your way through The House...with them. A dread looms just behind you, where they would be following in tow- the footsteps of your party echoing at the back of your mind. Mirabelle's heels clacking against the floor,, Isa's heavy boots thudding under his enthusiasm. Odile's steps lagging a bit from age, with Bonnie at the back making sure she kept up...the thought escapes you as you enter a clearing.]

[Coming into a wide cavern you notice another door much like the one Toriel guarded, just across the empty room. There's wind whistling and howling from the other side and you see small flakes blow in from a crack in the frame. It lands gently onto the ground, only to disappear in an instant...you can't recall the name of what those are. It doesn't matter now.]

[This must be the door that leads to the rest of the Underground, and to answers about what it is you're meant to be doing here. With luck, you may be able to find a way back to Dormot...to your party.]

[Stars... you miss them more than anything.]

[You take a step forward-]

[Suddenly, that strange flower springs from the small grassy center of the room, halting you in your tracks. It's face wears the same friendly smile as before.]

"Howdy, pal!" [Flowey chirped.]

[Your face sours- you had hoped your previous encounter with the plant would be your last, but of course it wouldn't be that simple. Not for you. You're still unsure of his motive, but you know better than to let your guard down.]

[You draw the Toy Knife]

[Flowey held up two leaves in surrender, playing coy.] "Woaahhh, hold on there, buddy! I'm not looking to fight ya!"

[You scoff] "Cut the friendly act, I'm not an idiot."

[The flower falters for a split second, before regaining his composure and continuing his charade.] "No, I'm serious! C'mon, have some faith in little ol' me!"

[He giggles, and sticks his tongue out at you with an innocent wink.]

[You feel your patience wearing thin. You do NOT have time for this, especially after the whole ordeal you just went through with Ms.Toriel.]

"Just make it quick." [You huff.]

[Smirking, Flowey starts.] "Alrighty! Well, first of all..." [He shifts his tone to a higher, cheerier pitch-] "Congratulations on getting past the old hag! Well, heh, not that it's much of an accomplishment. Every other human before you had done the exact same thing, but hey, that's why participation trophies exist! Even losers need to feel special!"

[You're already regretting this.]

"Awww, don't act like that- at least you didn't KILL her! Every human does that at least once, even the last sucker before you struggled to find a way to spare her...huh." [He taps a leaf to his chin, pondering.] "Wonder where they could possibly be..." [You can hardly make out from his muttering.]

[Stars, what is he talking abou-]

[Wait...it sounds like the last human went missing right before you got here. Was... was that who Ms. Toriel-]

[Flowey then waves as if to shoo the thought away, and returns his attention at you.] "Aw well! Good riddance if you ask me, because you are waaayyyy more interesting! Now, second of all...I had a question for you."

[You feel a tension begin to rise in the air, you head rears back in suspicion and your one eye narrows...] "A question?"

"Just one little, teeny tiny question! This might sound weird, heh, but..."

"You've died before, haven't you?"

[Your stomach drops.] [H-How did he-]

SQUELCH

[Without warning..a vine. It pierced straight through your torso from behind, as the Toy Knife clattered to the floor, and the ground ahead of you stained in your own shadeless blood. The last thing you hear-]

"Gotcha."

[You let your guard down. Stupid.]

[You feel

A tug

On your soul-

<<<<<<

[You stumble backwards and fall to the floor, clutching the chest of your cloak, your hold like iron. The grip strains your hand.]

[No, no, no no no NO NON NONONONONONONONONONONONO]

[YOU]

[YOU LOOPED]

[YOU L O O P E D]

[YOUR POWER FOLLOWED YOU TO THIS WORLD?????? WHY- WHY ARE YOU-]

[WHY ARE YOU STILL LOOPING!???]

[You can't breathe. YOU CANT-]

[You hear a sick twisted cackle, and look up to see the creature LAUGHING at you.]

[Does..does he...]

[You quickly reach for the toy knife on the ground and direct the rubber blade at him, despite the tremble in your grip. You can’t find it in you to say anything coherent.]

[You can only choke out a quiet muttering under your breath] "...I- I th-" [Flowey's laughter stopped all too quickly. His stare bore into you, and his face…it was contorted. Wrong.] “Interesting…SOOOO interesting… Siffrin.”

[Your eye widened as a chill ran down your spine. The only person you’ve told your name to was Ms. T-]

“HA! What, afraid that I know your stupid name!?” [Somehow...Flowey's grin turned even more grim. It was enough to hitch Siffrin's breath when he looked the traveler into their eyes.]

“Every fool here in this dump only sees the surface-level stuff about everyone!” [Flowey then did something Siffrin never expected…he suddenly started mimicking every monster you had met so far throughout the ruins.]

“̼̉Wo͇w̘͆,̉ ḥuͬm͚ͫan͕!̗ Ỷoͫuͭ d̀onͅ’t͍͒ ha̱v͚e͂ anͅy̹ c̳o̩l̤̀o͔͛r̒s͙͊!”̥ [Croaked a mock froggit.]

“̘́W̙ͤô͔a͗h̫, còol h̳ă̖t̻ ḿ͔ả̩n͇!” [Babbled a distorted migosp.]

“M̖̅ y c̩ͯ h̘̉ i l̽ͅ d̟ͥ . . . ,̭ͣ y o̿ u̠ͭ s e̹͛ e̎ m̟ͥ .̝ .ͫ .̬͋ d̘ i̲ ș̄ t̙̃ r̮ eͧ s̝̒ s e d̝̏ .ͅ” [Cooed a very uncanny Toriel.]

[The sight of the woman who cared for you, played with such a misshapen mask. Your stomach hurts...]

[Flowey reverted back into his previous horrifying grin.]

“BUT I’M NOT LIKE THOSE MORONS! I know everything about everyone in this stupid place! And you… Its only a matter of time until I find everything out about you too…"

[You feel a hot tear prick at the corner of your eye...but you don't allow it to fall. You can't]

“But the stuff I HAVE learned so far is a fun start! You’re not from this world, your battle system must run on COMPLETELY different rules, you don’t have a CLUE on what color is... ...and you’re familiar with R E S E T S.”

[You feel your hold on the Toy Knife tighten as your heart skipped a beat.]

[He...he KNOWS.]

“Well, I don’t know what ya call it over there, but it might as well be the same. With the way you got back up, I’d have to be a fool not to notice how quickly you regained your senses after that. It's almost like you're used to getting back up right after dy-"

"H-How..." [Your voice beings to work again.] "How did you know?"

[The question quieted Flowey, if only for a moment. One could almost see the gears turning in his head, on how to best answer.] [A beat passes, before he giggles. Then laughs. Before he smiles up at you and answering-]

"It takes one to know one."

[The flower let out another wicked burst of laughter, it reverberated through the room and echoed against it's walls- shaking the pillars and causing rocks to fall among the stone floor and soft grass below.]

[He continued on, seemingly endless in his glee.]

[You swear your eardrums will blow if he didn't stop, stop stop stop STOPSTOPSTOP- you cover as much of your head as you can and duck down. Attempting to shield yourself from the assault.]

[Eventually...you feel the earth stop shaking.]

[You peek from beneath your shelter. You only see Flowey staring impatiently back at you, as if he was waiting for you to be done.]

[You can still hear the laughter ringing in your head.]

"Well...this should be very interesting." [He mused.] "No idea what you did with the poor sap before you, but from what I've seen, you're gonna make for a MUCH more entertaining show!

"Good luck, little monarch~!" [With that, Flowey was gone. Vanished into the earth.]

[You don't know how long you spend on the floor. You can't think. You can't speak, you can't breathe, you can't even cry.]

[You can't escape it...]

[No matter where you are...]

[You can only be an actor, even in someone else's play...]

[Forever in the spotlight...forever on the stage. . .]

[You want to throw up . . .]

[...]

[...Get up Siffrin. You have. a role. to fill.]

My favorite character type is the C.O.O L. one

lizards lizards lizards..........

style test w the bugsss

bonus thingy:

WHY YOU SO WET!!!!!! AND SAD!!!! FUCKASS SIFFRIN!!!!!

/aff/silly