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These places used to be so familiar (So familiar) / Now I look for you in the dark (Dark) / Every time I take a picture (I take a picture) / Oh, you capture my heart
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What was supposed small fic about the Vessel getting dumped into Hometown a few years before Deltarune has become possessed by what some may call "I want to write a plot about this little freak" also known as "inspiration."
This condition is terminal and will consume me from the inside.
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05 Jul 2025
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“The fuck are you doing?” Kris hisses, fingers reaching out to latch at you before you could pull away. It’s the first time you’ve heard Kris swore. They must be really angry. Like Dad. “What are you, a child?”
At least there's no sign of anything like the hockey stick reappearing.
And hey, you're really mature for being eight! Not a child anymore, if you really thought about it. Just two more years and you’ll be in the double digits like an adult. Like Kris! But you didn’t want to lie to Kris. So you tuck away your complaints and pulse red in agreement.
In which the Soul is a child, and Kris finds out after it tries to comfort them at the end of Chapter Four.
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02 Jul 2025
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Kris prepared for a fight, gripping the hockey stick tightly.
And the soul…stayed still.
In the corner, up high.
Kris’ eavesdropping gradually stopped while they stared, brows furrowing as the soul shook up high. Maybe it was then that Kris had their first honest observation, one that wasn’t obstructed by their own denial, refusing to acknowledge they weren’t the only one suffering in this situation.
The soul...was scared, wasn’t it?- Language:
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30 Jun 2025
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You could understand their confusion. You were just as lost as they were.
You could understand their actions. You would act out just as they did, were the roles reversed.
You could understand their anger.
...But you couldn't understand their hatred.
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The Red Soul has enough and runs away after being beaten with a hockey stick one too many times.
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30 Jun 2025
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You freaks have played Undertale, right? Once the story's over, you ever wonder what becomes of that one creepy kid who ate all those buttercups? Well, wonder no more! Because my name is Chara Dreemurr, and I'm here to tell my story. A possible version of that story, anyway; one where I get sick of being dead and decide to get proactive about it. It may or may not end well.
Anyway, read the tags if you want an idea of what the hell's going on here, despair at the lack of shipping tags, gape in horror at the number of depressing tags that had to be added on my account, and strap yourselves in. I have a lot of personal issues to work through and I haven't had chocolate in about a hundred years, so this is probably going to get worse before it gets better. =)
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14 Jun 2023
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Finished reading chapter 7, max chapter at the time, as of 02/13/2025
Chara brings themselves back to life by messing with reality.
Currently just got to the surface with Flowey.
Fun read great Chara characterization, it’s funny as well. It feels very in character. The writing and dialogue are just great.