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Fandom (Closed) Undertale RP

Yayyy! Where did you put this thread? I didn't even see Fandom Interest Checks as an option. :0
 
About ideas? Yep! I have a lotta trouble writing fluff for long periods of time, and I have a starter that I'm quite fond of - it's up to you when in which timeline it takes place, but it's basically Sans with PTSD cuz of all the shit he's had to go through? It's up to you, though - we can do something else if you want.
 
I feel you- fluff tends to stagnate if it goes on too long.


Oh, okay! We could do post pacifist? I started one before that focused on Frisk looking for their real parents, being hounded by paparazzi as the human ambassador (didn't go farther than a post :( ) Might be fun to do ambassador Papyrus...


Do you mind playing multiple characters? We can keep it just sans and pap, but adding more characters typically adds plot.
 
Yeah, okay! I think that's a good place to start.


Why don't you go ahead and send me that starter post then. :')
 
No. Not again. He couldn’t be back here again, not so soon… Sans looked around the golden hall, feeling a flood of panic rush over him. He pushed it away quickly, however, feeling that smile reach his face - the same smile as always. He didn’t know how he managed to keep this up, knowing that it was only a matter of time until he turned to dust, and disintegrated… Then the kid was there, and then they were fighting. Bones flying everywhere, the cannons firing, and then--


Sans jerked awake with a shout, sitting up his the bed as his eye flared up with blue flames. He could feel his skull drenched with sweat, but all he was aware of was the sound of his bones snapping like twigs under the knife, and… he could still feel it. His bony hands were pressed against his chest as he breathed raggedly, not noticing the door to his room suddenly opening.
 
Still a few hours before the sun was supposed to rise, the house sparkling clean, Papyrus released a sigh of contentment and surveyed his handiwork. The sun had become a regular part of everyone's routine by now but Papyrus never got tired of it, looking forward to each and every sunrise.


A noise from upstairs caught his attention, excited grin flipping into a frown. It was unfair that they were finally on the surface, realizing all their hopes and dreams, only for Sans to be continuously plagued by nightmares...He desperately wished Sans would be honest with him.


Still, even if he wouldn't talk that didn't mean he wouldn't enjoy some company. Papyrus set aside his cleaning gear and climbed up the stairs, knocking gently before opening Sans door. "Brother...? Are you okay?"


Seeing him hunched over and breathing heavily Papyrus was at his side in seconds. "Oh no, Sans? What's wrong? What do you need? I can get you some water!"
 
Sans flinched away from the voice as he suddenly seemed to appear beside him, and a Gaster Blaster formed almost immediately. He looked up at his brother with wide eyes, his hands griping tightly to the material of his shirt as he pressed against his aching ribs. For a few long, tense moments the shorter skeleton and the Blaster stayed perfectly still, the only movement coming from him being from his ragged breaths, and the flickering of the flame in his eye socket.


Finally, however, Sans seemed to realize where he was, who was with him. The flame began to die down, and as soon as he recognized his brother the Blaster disappeared. "P-Pap...?" He asked shakily, swallowing hard.
 
(FINALLY THIS STUPID THING WAS SO HARD TO FIND


I did not get your reply?? weird)
 
"Um..." Papyrus' eyes were wide, flicking from the gaster blaster to his brother, but he was no afraid. Summoning a blaster was typical startled Sans behavior. He would love to say this was the first time this had happened but it was not, knowing from past experience it was best to keep a steady arm around Sans in a hug and convince him he was not reliving a familiar nightmare. "Sans? It's me! Snap out of it!" He gave him a concerned little shake.


Thankfully, that seemed to do the trick. Papyrus sighed in relief and leaned back. "Yes, it is I. Your wonderful, cool, supportive brother Papyrus. Another nightmare?" He guessed, nudging his brother over until there was room for Papyrus to join him on the mattress.
 
The shorter skeleton's eye slowly flickered out, and he let out a shuddering breath of relief. "Thank god..." He breathed, shaking his head slightly and hugging his brother tightly with one arm. The other hand was still pressed hard against his chest, the pain from the knife still present, demanding his attention. "D-did I wake you up...?" He whispered softly after a long moment of silence, looking at him in concern and swallowing hard.
 

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