HE SETS HIS SIGN IN THE SKY | JUNE CATCH-ALL

[the_obedient_servant]

Who: Chara + CR, both old and new.
What: Chara reveals some memories, fights their repressed conscience in their dreams, is one haunted ghost and goes spelunking. Plus other stuff!
When: Around the month of June.
Where: All over.

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[the_obedient_servant]

HAUNTING (Sans)

[the_obedient_servant]

[Chara is on a trip around town one morning, picking up groceries for the week. They don't see him, but he sees them, and others might see the smiling skeleton that lurks in the dark, watching them.

It's only when they start walking back to their house that they try to use their shortcut ability, only to find that - for whatever reason - they can't. They look around, look at themselves, and only when they catch a bright flash of blue do they realize what seems to be happening.

They're being haunted. The irony isn't lost on them. As he picks their soul up and throws them through a market stall, they let out an irritated groan.]

Do we have to do this now, comedian?

[foulhussy]

[ As far as Trench goes, Kainé was having a normal day today. Sure, Anna's been a bit quiet lately, and she's been in and out of weird ruins lately, but nothing that seems really weird. She's out on patrol through the city in her Hunter's longcoat and hat, serrated sword drawn when she sees the child go crashing through the market stall.

She was hoping for a peaceful day just this once, but this is what she signed up for, isn't it? Instinctively, Kainé leaps between the prone child (who she now realizes that she can recognize) and the shape that she can just make out in the shadows—

A schlubby grinning skeleton in pink slippers. Okay. She points her sword at Sans. A Beast? Or is it one of those apparitions that's been appearing around town? ]

Hey, fuckface! Leave the kid alone.

DREAM

[the_obedient_servant]

[Chara isn't and has never been unused to nightmares. With an entire (very short) lifetime dedicated to little else but horrors, it's only natural that they would follow them into the dark.

This month is getting severe, though. And it's what causes them to start researching ways to make it stop. They figure paleblood is the way, some potential method to opening up their own mind palace and destroying whatever is causing this curse. It's a needlessly complicated plan, but Chara hates the idea of being beholden to another in any way.

Sitting hunched over a book, a demon looms over them, barely visible except for the unnatural shape of it's shadow. Of their shadow. There's deep circles under their eyes and a sluggishness to their movements as they go about casting the spell, some mixture of darkblood and paleblood, taken fresh from their supplies.

They finish the last circle, dabbing the chalk in water to wash away the blood, and then... The exhaustion takes them, and they fall asleep against the table.

If someone goes to check on them, they'd find that the ritual is complete, and a door appears in front of their guest, almost inviting them in. It looks strange though, and through the cracks of the bottom one can almost see firelight.]

[onerthes]

Chara?!?

[Vira-Lorr was doing that thing that she did from time to time. Checking in. She refused to stop doing that, regardless of how much Chara might have pushed back at one time or another. So, when she saw them there, crumpled over a book, she was rushing over.

That was when the door was there. She frowned, visible worry etching into her features. One hand checked for a pulse, to make sure that someone was just sleeping, but soon after, her hand reached for the latch to open the door.]

Whatever's going on here, the answers will be in this place...

[the_obedient_servant]

[The door creaks open, ice frosting on the handle despite the warm temperature of the room. The light flickers.

On the other side, a town is in view. It's pleasant looking, even if you can faintly see the way that the trees blanket the borders. It's small, but it doesn't need to be huge. Who would ever want to leave this place? Music plays through the door, before Vira-Lorr even steps in, if it can even be called music. There's something eerie and unpleasant to it.

Distantly, Chara's silhouette can be seen in a field of flowers in the middle of the town. They haven't gotten too lost in the town yet, clearly.]

TUNNELS

[the_obedient_servant]

[The tunnels are dark and they're hazardous. Sometimes, it can feel like you've been down here much longer than you know factually that you have. It's almost like you've been walking in circles for hours, a vague deja vu as you pass every trapped room and every mismatched stone revealing a secret.

It's as you approach a doorway, one that looks like a hub room that leads in multiple different directions, that a small voice speaks up.]

I wouldn't go in there if I were you. If you step over that line, the room will be immediately sealed and pumped full of gas.

There's an alternative route behind you. [Standing behind you is a kid with straight well kept hair and a green cloak and eyes that are a dull maroon. Their skin shines brighter than their eyes in this light, pale and papery. They don't look up as they speak.]

I know the way.

[justoscar]

[Oscar was just doing some cursory investigations on his own before reporting back with the main group he had entered the underground with. With the large number of people residing at his address, the proportion of them with experience in dungeon crawling or combat, and the vast networks of tunnels they had encountered, they had agreed to explore what they could within reason and regroup later. Stopping at the sound of the familiar voice, Oscar turned and shined his flash light in Chara's direction.

Ah, this person. They had crossed paths, but never had much of a chance to really speak.]

...Should I be concerned about how you have that info, or were you just smart enough to carry a filtration mask with you down here?

[/Sass sass. He was trying to make the mood light. Chuckling softly, Oscar shrugged.]

Lead the way, since you've been through here before. My safety's in your hands.

[the_obedient_servant]

You know, it still counts as asking the question to ask if you should ask the question. [That doesn't mean that they're going to answer. Chara kicks one of the loose stones in the wall, and a passage slides open with a thunk. Chara presents it with their arm.]

This will allow us to skip several of the more hazardous traps.

How long have you been down here, Oscar Pine?

[justoscar]

[That was-- impressive. Oscar wasn't versed enough in underground tunnels to know how they operated, and for various reasons that involved having his leg bitten off last spring had avoided them up until this point. In the year that had passed, Oscar had adjusted nicely to the prosthesis and was in many ways still testing his limits. He was behind on his training as well.

But, he could manage.]

Just for a little bit, [He admitted without reservation.] My party split up some to cover more ground, but they're still close enough I can contact them if I needed to.

[Being a paleblood in a house dominated by other palebloods had it's perks.]