1x1 Undertale roleplay with Nos1dam

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

❤

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Long, long ago a little human fell into the Underground, the last of a long line of children who had fallen down before. The previous humans hadn't been very lucky and had perished at the hands of monsters who desperately needed their souls for freedom, some got further than other's, some barely made it out of the ruins but Frisk was DETERMINED. They made it through the Underground, sparing monsters in their wake and destroyed the barrier along with a lost monster child, freeing the monsters trapped Underground.

However,the human child wasn't satisfied with the end of their journey, they had saved everyone but poor little Asriel and Flowey. Surely, there had to be another way to fix this right? There just had to be. This couldn't be how the game ends. What started off as a kind and sweet gesture quickly turned into a horrible mistake as more and more resets were made. At first, small things had changed, such as characters not being where they were supposed to be or with alternate lines but then things would begin to go horribly wrong. It was almost as if the world was crumbling around Frisk with every reset. The characters were changing drastically in appearance, behaviours, voices. Everything and then one day, Frisk reset again.

And they all met together.

All the countless timelines and resets.

Is the game beatable any more..?

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Nos1dam,

- Frisk, 8th fallen human

- Prince Asriel Dreemurr

- The Great Papyrus (?)

エスパー,

- Chara Dreemurr
- sans

[Nos1dam]

Frisk / 11 / both / sad

A young person of around 11 walks down a dirt road tears emotionless tears streaking down her face. they had a hard life and they were ready for it to end, Frisk didn't want to die they diffident want anything not anymore. As they walked Frisk stopped suddenly right in front of a large hole and when they did a loud bang erupted from behind them startling them they tripped and fell down down down into darkness.

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Chara | ❀ | Male (Agender pronouns | ❀ | 14 | ❀ | Mood; Scrambled / confused | ❀ | Tags; Frisk

❤ - Here they are.

The mountain is infamous for disappearances of all sorts, humans- usually children came up here only to never return. Chara theorized they fell, probably died when they landed and decomposed down there. Just.. disappeared. The thought should be horrifying- would be to anyone in a good state of mind but Chara's mind is anywhere but in a good state.

The idea of falling doesn't seem too bad, maybe they were alright down there? There was no guarantee that they were dead, Chara wanted to find out for themselves. Perhaps a little safer, however. Chara turns on their heels, plans on turning back to the village they were raised in only to snag their foot on a branch. Everything happens at once.

The wind whips at their hair and face with a force that has the child squeezing their eyes shut, tears from the very gale force tearing free from their eyes. They were gunna die, they were sure of it. The fall or what they had seen of it before they had to force their eyes shut- was seemingly never ending.

The force of landing hits them harder than expected and Chara wheezes out, body screaming in pain from the rough collision and mind reeling. Everything blurs around them and the human takes in shallow breaths, winded but amazed to be alive. Finally, they manage to pry open their eyes- dark brown like their hair and glazed over from shock. There's a figure, blurry and barely processing in their mind- it doesn't process properly, that the figure was in fact getting closer until the said figure finally connects with them.

Chara wheezes out pathetically once more, blinking away theoretical stars behind their eyes. "Hey," Chara manages, weakly managing to move an arm to drape it over the new arrival. "Can't- breathe-"

[Nos1dam]

Frisk / 11 / Both / Passed out

Frisk had a softer landing than most as they had fallen on top of Chara however the rush of air combined with the fear of heights had made Frisk pass out before they had even reached the ground.

Now as Frisk lay still, a soft voice called in to the darkness.

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Chara | ❀ | Male (Agender pronouns | ❀ | 14 | ❀ | Mood; Scrambled / confused | ❀ | Tags; Frisk

❤ - Great. Just great.

This new arrival seems passed out from the moment they collide with Chara- well Chara at least hopes they're passed out, everything is practically numb at this point from the shock of earlier and the dazed human is grateful for they're sure if the surprise hadn't stripped them of all sensory reaction towards pain that they'd be in agony right now.

The human atop them doesn't move and Chara huffs to themselves, hatred of humans making itself known as a faint buzz through the fog in their mind. Chara doesn't move though, can't find the energy- instead, the human allows their head to drop with a gentle thud against the dusty ground inside the cavern, a small groan bubbling up before their own consciousness failed them, plunging them into the darkness.

"Hello?" Is the last thing they hear, a fragile gentle voice and then nothing.

[Nos1dam]

Frisk / 11 / Both / confused / Tags: Chara, Stranger

Frisk woke up probably hours later in a soft, warm bed a gentle yellow glow glittering around them. Frisk turned in bed and in the bed opposite was a kid that they didn't recognise they seemed deep in sleep and from what Frisk could see they were hurt so they whispered rather stupidly "are you ok" and of course there was no ancer but just befor Frisk could talk again the door to this strange room opened. A white goat like person walked in quietly she had herd Frisk talking. The stranger said in a calm soothing voice "hello child, my name is Toriel" not knowing what to say Frisk kept silent this seemed to upset the stranger "its alright there's no need to be frightened your quite safe here" she smiled warmly at Frisk before carrying on "come, you must be hungry iv just made butterscotch cinnamon pie" with the last few words Frisks stomach grumbled. still not knowing what to say Frisk simply nodded mutely and tried to get up however there legs hurt and they fell back onto the bed "its alright deer if you can walk I can bring some food to you" but Frisk dissent want to stay in bed they wanted to see more of this new odd place so they tried again to get up but as they did there legs gave way and Frisk started falling this time they wouldn't land on the soft bed. Quick as a flash the stranger ran to catch Frisk
just in time "ok" she said "how about a compromise?" the stranger helped Frisk stand then offered her arm for support Frisk took her arm cautiously and the pair exited the room leaving the door open behind them.

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Chara | ❀ | Male (Agender pronouns | ❀ | 14 | ❀ | Mood; Scrambled / confused | ❀ | Tags; Frisk, Toriel

❤ - Gentle murmurs for voices manage to penetrate the ever lasting darkness that had washed over Chara and reach through the immense pressure of their exhaustion caused slumber. The voices aren't any that Chara recognises, all they're able to identify is that one belongs to a woman. The other? It's unidentifiable in nature.

However, the unfamiliar voices are enough to stir the fallen human in the end, a small groan slipping past their chapped lips as the minor amount of light pouring through the open door into the otherwise shadowy bedroom effectively blinded them for a good few minutes. The green and yellow clad human blinks slowly and deliberately, once then twice before they finally adapt to the bright light. The colour of the walls that they can see through the open space doesn't help with the overall brightness- all soft creamy colours and chocolate brown.

Chocolate..

GROOOOOWL. Comes the response from Chara's empty stomach and it's enough to force the human to sit up. A wave of dizziness immediately crashes over the brown haired human and Chara raises a hand to rest upon the wall directly beside the bed,
eyes wide in surprise and blinking furiously in a practically useless attempt to clear the spin of their head and the blur of their vision. It passes eventually and Chara pushes themselves up, slowly- carefully, aware of just how wounded they most likely were.

However, the 'boy' manages, supporting themselves against the wall and shuffling along at a snail's pace, testing their boundaries.
They can smell food but they're cautious, Chara catches something in the corner of their eyes and picks it up for protection. Just in case..

* Toy Knife.
Made of plastic. A rarity nowadays.

Pick up?
❤ Yes
No

You equipped the toy knife.

The plastic creaks gently from the force of Chara's grip as they limp towards the gentle sound of voices. Hopefully they wouldn't need to use this..

[Nos1dam]

Frisk / 11 / Both / Blank / Tags; Chara, Toriel, 2 more strangers

Frisk was helped walk into a new room were they were then put in a comfy arm chair Toriel begins to speak but is cut of by a knocking at the door "wait here child" she said then walked over to get the door. Frisk had no intention of disobeying the monster their body hurt to much when they tried to move so instead they entertained themselves by looking all around the room trying to figure out where they are however before they could come to a consultation Toriel and two new 'people' walked in the room the first thing one of them said was "A HUMAN!"

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Chara | ❀ | Male (Agender pronouns | ❀ | 14 | ❀ | Mood; A little scrambled, nervous / cautious | ❀ | Tags; Frisk, Toriel, 2 strangers

❤ - "HUMAN!"

A booming voice fills the house and Chara's grip on their make do weapon only grows tighter, the plastic letting out another gentle creak of protest from the force being applied to the semi-fragile surface of the handle. Chara had no idea who these people are or where they were but the memories of stories told upon the surface- with the.. humans Chara lived with came flooding back in a matter of seconds, fairy tails and cruel taunting from children. Some were older, some were younger, some were Chara's age but they spun around in the young teen's head like a hurricane, causing mild distress that subconsciously had a small smile pulling onto the 'boy's' face. It was how he coped, smile and laugh through the pain.

'People- children who go to the mountain never return. You must never go there, Chara.'
Echos one voice,

'Didn't you hear? There's supposed to be MONSTERS up there at the mountains, maybe you should go check it out, Chara. After all,
they wouldn't attack another monster!'

That name had always been thrown around so often- so easily in their direction. It had confused Chara for the longest time.
Why? Why were they a monster? Was it their secretive ways towards humanity? The smiles that were brought on by bullying and suffering? Perhaps but it no longer mattered to Chara, if they were a monster, so be it. Humans were awful in Chara's point of view and the realisation they weren't valued as a member of the same species was more of a comfort than a burden.

However, despite this view on things, the teen doesn't dare inch any further, they lurk in the hallway, back pressed against the wall to remove as much pressure on their no doubt injured body for the most part. The knife is clutched to their chest, ready to be used if a threat were to appear. They listen for a while, watching carefully without being spotted- a little trick they had developed back in the village they came from.