#I don't understand cop Napstablook

[mirkodoesstuff]

WHY THE FUCK NAPSTABLOOK IS A COP IN DELTARUNE?!

I can understand Undyne being one, but Blooky? Why the fuck are they a cop?!

[dailyblooky]

daily blooky: i won't forget

spoilers for the ending of deltarune chapter 3 continues from definitely illegal

inspired loosely by this lovely art by brokenclockgears

"Kris is going to seal the fountain now, so you won't have to wait long... I'm so sorry you got caught up in all this, officer."

Napstablook nodded silently. Though they didn't completely understand the young boy's words, they knew just from glancing at the pulsating pillar of darkness that it was very important, and they should very much not interfere.

They quietly got themself out of the way. From here, the expanse of white was a lot clearer. They scanned the scene—piles of... snow...? stretched to the horizons, with a door somewhere in the distance.

As they looked, something brightly-colored caught their eye.

Buried in the snow was a tall, person-shaped figure—probably about three times their height—lain haplessly like a discarded toy. Despite its size, they could've missed it if they weren't looking. A casualty from the earlier fight, maybe? They felt a pang of sadness... even the three teens, preoccupied with "sealing the fountain", didn't seem to be paying it any mind.

They floated over, taking a closer look.

It was dressed smartly with a bright red tailcoat—once carefully pressed, but now rumpled—and equally bright yellow tie, both made slightly damp by the snow. Its head was a bulky television, its screen cracked and displaying only a color test.

"hello...?"

There was a lingering silence before they heard a crackly voice, like it was fighting to be heard.

"H-hello? Can you... hear me?"

"yes...? yes i can... are you okay"

"I..."

A glitchy noise, something like air sucked through teeth.

"No... I can't move."

It was then when they noticed the figure had no arms, with severed wires jutting out of its shoulders.

They laid down next to the figure, their cop hat falling to the ground. Any thoughts about the legality of dismemberment were pushed aside, overtaken by their empathy.

The sound of a speaker crackling, again. "I can't... see."

"oh... that's okay... i'll, um," They didn't know how much time they had left here (wherever "here" was), nor did they know what "not long" entailed, but they didn't want to leave someone alone in a situation like this—lying on the ground, like garbage. How familiar. "i don't know how long i can, but i'll stay here with you, if that's fine..."

The voice didn't protest, which they assumed was a yes.

The familiar darkness seemed to stretch far upwards as well, with no ceiling or stars in sight. It was decisively notrelaxing.

The voice sputtered a bit, indecipherable.

"what was that?"

"It hurts."

"...oh......"

They didn't know what to say—no words could make the pain disappear, they knew.

"i'm so sorry..."

"It's... I'm..." the voice started, before being interrupted by a sharp, static noise—something like a sigh.

"hm...?"

"... scared. I'm scared," the words were laced with guilt like it was an admission to a crime.

"that's okay..." Napstablook rolled closer, hoping to provide some comfort, even if they couldn't be seen or felt. "i hope you'll be okay"

Silence. No, that wasn't good enough.

"i know you'll be okay"

A short ring of feedback.

"You mean it?"

"... yeah"

A long pause.

"The name's, uh"—The voice crackled and glitched, as if looking for any semblance of composure—"Tenna. If you... if you wanted to know that."

"tenna... okay, i won't forget"

A sound like a choked-back sob.

"Thank you..."

[ask-postcrash-curly]

* ……..

* i’ve heard the other voices saying we’ll have to go soon….

* so i just wanted to say it’s been nice chatting with you…

* i hope i meet you someday. i hope i meet orion. i kind of even hope i meet the me that’s a cop.

* ……

* and if i don’t…..

* if i can’t…………

* well thanks for saying i’m real. it was a bit scary when the whole game thing came up. i can’t even play mew mew: spread the love anymore—what if i’m making her shoot real people?

* well she shoots them with love, so maybe that’s good?

* but they never asked to be shot with love. what if they were happier being sad? does that even make sense—

* oh no…i’m rambling again……..

* anyway….you��re real to me too. and i hope things are good in your world.

* ……oh….

* frisk and flowey say hi. flowey had a mean message that i’m not going to pass on.

* well……bye…………..

* ……………………………………..

...Yeah. That happens sometimes. Usually doesn't last long.

It's been nice chatting with you, too. Sincerely.

Mm...

...

Yeah, of course, mate. Oh— uh, I don't know much about that game, but listen, I'm fairly certain it wouldn't work that way. If the multiverse is infinite or what have you, every possibility of that game's going to exist whether or not you play it, yeah? But if you're more comfortable not playing it, I understand. It's no one's choice but yours.

No, no, it's okay. It's nice hearing you talk.

Hah. Thank you. I appreciate it. Things are... better than they were. That's about all I can ask for, yeah? Best wishes to you.

Tell them hi from me, if that's all right? Tell Flowey I said something very mean and clever back.

Goodbye, Napstablook. Take care.

[therealnotta]

man, thinking about the genocide route of undertale since i just watched a letsplay of it. thinking about the times where sans beats you. what happens there? what happens if chara really does give up and stay dead? it's just him, asgore, and a handful of people who managed to escape. what does he do? does he go home? does he tell alphys that they're (relatively) safe now? there's hardly anyone left, but he'd be a hero, wouldn't he? he wouldn't be able to pretend that he was just the lazy guard who napped on the job all the time. he was the savior of monsterkind.

thinking about when chara finally gets the upper hand. as far as he knows, he didn't slow chara down at all. Sure, he knows more than he should. He looks Chara in the eye and he knows that he's killed this kid a few times, or at least he assumes that. but he can't know for sure. all he knows is that this child just killed everyone and isn't about to stop. thinking about how he doesn't give you the satisfaction of seeing him die. you hear it happen, you see your LOVE increase, but he dies off-screen.

thinking about deltarune. he doesn't seem to know much. you can point-blank ask him what happened. I mean, it's Sans. He always knows everything, knows who and what you are, knows what you're capable of. He's one of the few characters who understands, but in Deltarune, he's just... there. Maybe he knows something, but wouldn't he have stopped Kris in chapter 2? Wouldn't he have known? But you can ask him things, things that Kris shouldn't be able to know, either, and he just acts creeped out. No "here's my codeword for time-travelers," just "I never told you I had a brother." it feels... scary? Like, from a work of fiction standpoint, obviously, but he was the last stand against Chara. Who's going to be there to stand against Kris??

I dunno. It's weird and unsettling to see these major characters just... not doing anything. Asriel is at college. Sans is running a convenience store. Undyne is bench-pressing cars outside the police station. Mettaton is a shut-in who's bored out of his mind. Napstablook is a cop, and I know Blooky isn't really a tough fight, but I thought that was weird anyway. Everyone who could have stopped Kris, they're... different. They don't know. They can't do anything. I dunno, I'm just excited to see chapter 3 and where all of this goes tbh