controlkris

[controlkris]

Wtf are you talking about your writing is familial and where everything feels organic and this blog has been so much fun.

Bestie you need to have faith in yourself get an ego I don't care and it's fine when you take some time to recover especially of something at this scale no one is going get mad at you for not updating frequently.

I love thinking about your little world and how it functions and coming up with different scenarios in my head and DON'T YOU DARE let my expectations of this blog get to you either.

you fucking got this homie

its my own expectations, really. Whenever I create fan-content, unless the character is completely in line with how they are in canon, I hate it. I have to have an amazing grasp on them to have fun with it. Remembering all the commands and writing for characters I really dont have an attachment too... hm.

Kris intrigues me. Their relationship with us intrigues me, but im not sure about it in the end and its a lot of planning and... im not confident in it either

ive also got a lot of projects ive started and never finsihed, which i should really finish...

we'll see! thank you for the kinds words, though.

[controlkris]

... Blog dead?

... probably

honestly i never felt like i wrote kris well enough, and the lore and commands were hard to keep up with

im keeping the blog up for now bc well. maybe ill return to it

idk :,( sorry yall

[controlkris]

Aw what's wrong with poor little frisk?

Frisk and the girl continue to walk on the path. There are a few blue mushrooms scattered between the stalagmites, and some echo flowers... Slowly, the fauna and rocks get thinner, more sparse.

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Since frisk can somewhat hear Wingdings , I got an idea , let’s teach them how to make dark worlds and then show the dark world to an adult , so then humans will have access to dark worlds to study them , maybe they could create a artificial surface dark world or something

Once Frisk and the girl reach the gate, the girl hoists Frisk up and Frisk reaches up and around, unlocking it. They then push it open and both walk out onto the path.

[controlkris]

Huh, so they can hear us, but it’s too faint to make out the words?

How about ✌︎ ✌︎ ✌︎ ✌︎✌︎✌︎ ✌︎✌︎✌︎ ✌︎✌︎✌︎ ✌︎ ✌︎ ✌︎? Maybe they know morse code?

Check Frisk.

"Okay, I wanna go now! Are you ready?"

Frisk nods.

They both get up, holding hands, and begin to walk towards the gate. Frisk chances a glance behind themselves at the school.

[controlkris]

☞︎❒︎♓︎⬧︎🙵 📪︎ ♍︎♋︎■︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ♒︎♏︎♋︎❒︎ ◆︎⬧︎

[controlkris]

Hello , is your name frisk and can you hear us?

Frisk stops swinging. They seem a little blue, and exhausted.

The girl next to them stops too. "Frisk? You okay?"

Frisk just sighs in response and slides off the fabric swing, sitting down on the cold ground. They wait until the girl does the same to start signing to her.

"Oh..." The girl says, then checks her watch. "Yeah!"

Frisk smiles, but doesn't move. The girl leans against Frisk, and Frisk reciprocates shortly after, burying their face into the girls neck. The girl hugs Frisk, and they share body heat.

[controlkris]

I vote to take a look around where frisk is seems like it's potentially relevant maybe

You have a limited view, and can only see what is around Frisk and what Frisk sees. What you can see is this:

Frisk appears to be underground, and all around them are other human children. A few are playing but most are just talking and hanging out on the playground. There's a school building nearby, made out of a combination of wood, plaster, and cave rocks.

Around the perimeter of the playground lay stones that mark the line between the rough underground floor with stalagmites nearly as high as trees, and the place where people roam. To Frisk's left is the exit from the playground, currently gated off. The path is lined with calming blue lights on the sides, much like how catwalks are often studded with bulbs. A few are out, a few are broken, but most are in great shape.

You can hear water in the distance, and the clacking of machinery. There's also a train whistle going by.

Frisk's swinging starts to slow.

[controlkris]

>> Ah my heart 💞 they’re just tiny kids. So cute. Can these little guys even hear us? 💧🏱☜✌😐 ✌☠✡ 🕈✋☠☝👎✋☠☝💧✍

Frisk hears the faintest whisper...

[controlkris]

Inputting a vote to see what Frisk’s doing. Might as well listen to Kris and leave.

5/5

Your view on Kris fades, and you feel yourselves sinking, sinking, sinking...

And then, you see Frisk.

You hear the voices and laughter of children around you, the air is cool and damp. The girl next to Kris giggles a little, dragging her fingers across the rough ground.

[controlkris]

*vote Look at Frisk

...actually I think tgere's a faster way to check that

*Check Frisk

4/5

>Check Frisk

I don't know who that is.

[controlkris]

Quick tip, apparently the Lord is distracted by sparkly things, potentially. I don't know if it'll work in combat, but if you find something sparkly maybe keep it for that. Especially if it's a jar of glitter, then you could chuck it at em. But I doubt there'd be one around. Maybe in the castle.

Kris looks at Mettaton's "wings". They're pretty sparkly...

"..." Kris grabs the wings, feeling along the fabric-- it's a little hard, actually, like there was technology inside it. Kris hums, examining it futher... upon touching the circle in them, Kris discovered that they were speakers! But what could they be connected to?

"Do you need something?" Mettaton asks, looking down at Kris. Kris looks up at Mettaton and holds up the wings.

"Speakers."

"Speakers?"

Mettaton takes the wing himself and feels it. He finds what Kris is saying to be true.

"That's odd."

"Are they connected to anything?" Ralsei asks.

Mettaton shrugs. "I don't know."

[controlkris]

Aren’t monsters pretty much immune to attacks from people who don’t really want to hurt them? Does that not also apply to darkners?

(no...?)

[controlkris]

>> Why don’t we just have an epic rap battle/Dance off? No fighting, just a competitive game of sorts. Seems like the Lord loves showing off.

(.................)

Kris tsks. They think it might just be able to work, although it does sound incredibly stupid.

Kris looks to Ralsei. "Ralsei, do you know anything about these darkners...? Like, weaknesses?"

"I know less than you do, you got here before us. I'm sorry, Kris."

"Would... us singing at them..." Kris pauses, regretting proposing the idea before it has even finished. "Work? Susie could scream in battle, but..."

"Maybe!"

Susie looks doubtful. "I dunno. My voice'll get sore if I keep doing that... and I don't wanna sing."

Mettaton looks offendedly at Susie. "It's not about what you want, this could be life or death!" Susie returned with a glare. "So when it's singing, I gotta suck it up, but when you gotta get dirty..."

Mettaton backs down, but still pouts.

[controlkris]

>> Get rid of us? As if. Your stuck with us for a while. But for now… I’d recommend finding a save point.

Death is something I’d like to avoid, but preparation is always key!

Kris looks around for a SAVE point. There's one a little big ahead, closer to the castle. Kris resolves that once they have a plan, they will approach and get to the SAVE.

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🎐send message to kris : you're right, it would probably be better for you to have to hear them rather than us, considering the things some others say ( not excluding myself since it's unfair to hold myself to any higher standard ). hm. since we don't seem to have many options, maybe we could try to spy on the flowerfolk placed there? it may give us an idea. we'd then report back to you.

(... yeah, yeah. Go spy on the people who are gonna spy on us- then report back.)

"I think camouflage may work." Ralsei says. "We don't have to cover ourselves in mud like Mettaton is thinking, we just need some leaves, some... petals, maybe..."

Susie cuts him off.

"I doubt they'll think we're flowers."

[controlkris]

>input command: send message to Kris> I have an idea, I could put a huge shield around you guys to try to muffle the singing, though I don't know if the shield has good sound insulation.

(It doesn't... It'd break eventually anyhow and use up my TP.)