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deercountry2022-01-10 05:56 am
the_obedient_servant) wrote in deercountry2022-01-10 05:56 am
Entry tags:
Don't Forget | Open
Who: Chara & OPEN
What: January Catch-All for the event.
When: Early january.
Where: All around town.
Content Warnings: Eventual suicidal ideation, eventual unreality, juggling things that are on fire, Deltarune spoilers.
What: January Catch-All for the event.
When: Early january.
Where: All around town.
Content Warnings: Eventual suicidal ideation, eventual unreality, juggling things that are on fire, Deltarune spoilers.
A. (COWARDICE)
[As others eagerly dive into this entire charade, Chara stays exactly where they belong, against the wall and as far away from anyone as possible. They know when they're being manipulated by external means, they've become an expert of it after their recent encounter, and they can safely say that this is more of the same.
Only worse, because they've made their peace with their status as a villain and a murderer, but they will not have themselves transformed into a smiling sychophant against their will.
Still. The atmosphere is hard to resist. They even find themselves smiling at some of the performances, or even laughing. What is wrong with them? Come bother them.]
B. (GLUTTONY)
[Chara, perhaps after a day of grouching, eventually folds and allows themselves to have fun. More accurately, they allow themselves to have an entire bowl filled to the brim with different chocolate desserts, something that they fought for with tooth and nail.
They sit down at a table and start putting them all down and arranging them into accordingly. They're fast to decide on starting with a chocolate tart. This. This is the only possible reason why existence in this blighted multiverse of wretched horrors and despair isn't a mistake, because chocolate immediately fills the void in their soul and the despair in their heart.
There are tears welling up in their eyes. Shut up] It feels like a lifetime since I've had any chocolate... or... actually longer. Much longer.
[After that, they can be spotted lying peacefully down amongst the pillows. It's soft. Comfortable. The atmosphere is enough that they won't even shoo away company.
* The bed is so soft, you feel like you could lie down and never get up.]
C. (VANITY)
[Chara, or someone who looks like Chara, with a casual green hoodie and jeans, stands near the stage to wait for their turn on the talent show.
They look... a bit older? Maybe two years older? And they stand decidedly more relaxed than Chara normally would. In fact, if they catch someone looking at them, they'll shoot them a grin.] Is it against the etiquette of this whole thing for me to ask what you've got prepared?
[Their own show consists of them juggling small rubber balls. At first. There's an impressive amount of them, about six, then seven... And then the rubber balls catch fire and they still juggle them. Seven's quite a magical number.
And then they turn into flaming knives, and Chara still keeps juggling. The knives seem to double, reaching about fourteen, and they still keep juggling them. The transformation is certainly magic, but the juggling is just them doing their thing, and it seems like they've had extensive practice in. Perhaps even excessive practice, all things considered, but they found it's a good way to learn magic. And then they allow them all to fall and fizzle out into red misty hearts. They bow dramatically and grin at the crowd, truly the coolest kid.] Thank you! You've been a fantastic audience. Have a good night.
[And with that they drop off the stage and stalk off to join the audience.]
A. (LOVELESS aka Pacifist Chara)
[Anyone who has spoken to Chara will know that they're quite deadpan with their emotions, only really becoming expressive at seemingly random things that they still feel strongly enough to emote over. Not at the moment. At the moment, as they pass through the streets of Trench, they are bitter and angry and dealing with a whole mess of feelings that they can't quite parse.
They have lost something. Whether they only lost it now, or they lost it long ago, that's not something they themselves can quite decide. They are in a lot of ways, still the same Chara, with the same knowledge and the same experiences, only what they remember freshest was a happy ending untinted by bitter feelings of greed and envy.
They can be spotted all over the place, either just casually poking through stores, sitting on their own and staring out into the waves in the middle of the night, or even at the party. However, one night, they might be sitting on their own, stewing in their own toxicity, when they speak up.]
...Do you think anyone can be a good person if they just try?
B. (THE JUDGE aka Storyshift Chara)
[This version of Chara catches on quick. They've taken over an alternate version of themselves and seemingly hijacked their life. Alarming, but apparently it's happening all over the place, so they'll probably be back home soon. If not... well, that's something that can be crossed when they get to it.
They're a lot less outwardly emo than their other selves, generally just taking the time to sightsee. They can't imagine they'll be here for long, based on what they've learnt about whatever condition this place is currently under, so why not make the most of it. If they're not encountered at the party, they're most likely encountered wandering the streets. They're a bit out of their element but they're a good enough actor that they definitely won't show it.]
So, what's there to do around here, anyway?
(Hit me up on discord, plurk or PMs if you have any specific ideas and I'll write up a starter. 1A and 1B can be either Pacifist Chara or regular Chara. Put in the subject header if you have a preference, otherwise I'll decide case by case.)
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