#MaybeAPart2?

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Who would be who? Therunawayguys-Deltarune edition!

Chugga-Ralsei; He's the guide of the team and he knows a lot about games and puzzles plus he's a good healer.

Jon-Susie; He has a heart to and is great friends with his friends, he just acts like a jerk for fun and games, not because he hates his friends.

Tim-Kris; Tim is rather silent sometimes and when asked if he should choose between Mercy and Genocide he always picks Mercy. People suspects he acts like the knight spreading Dark Fountains, but he's actually being controlled by the knight. But that's just a theory.

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Last Night

Another dream prompt. More about monsters and stuff the more you get into it. Don’t really have a whole plot to it, but the first part was interesting enough that I might do some sort of second part if I feel like holding onto this idea. We will see how into detail I get into this. 

There was a house that everyone knew of in the middle of the forest behind the high school, where we weren’t allowed to go. The high school staff would tell us that sometimes kids would go in there and get lost and would never be seen again. I called BS on that, but they actually had video evidence of people going into the woods and the staff had missing reports of every kid that went in there. After that, I didn’t really care to go into the forest, but the group of teenagers I hung out with at the time were very interested in seeing the house in the middle of the forest. As hesitant as I was, I wasn’t going to let them just go on their own. So, I guess I was going with them. There were 5 of us all together; 2 boy, both one grade above us and 3 girls, including me, all of us juniors. We all grew up together. We figured the boys would try to pull some prank on us, a simple one just to joke around. But whatever they had planned, we didn’t get to laugh about because we found it. A house in the middle of a large field. The entire property surrounded by trees. The house was kind of Victorian, at least that’s what we guessed. To me, it just looked Gothic. We all said that we wanted to go see the house, but one of the girl suggested just one person go up there to make sure its safe first. The two boys looked at each other with worried looks. I don’t blame them. It was the middle of the night, the moon was full in the sky, everything seems to be black and gray out here and the whole thing just screamed bad vibes... well, not literally because that would just be horrible.  The boys decided to do rock, paper, scissors to see who was going to be the first one to go up there. The girls were very focused on the match, mostly because the boys were being stupid and picking the same thing over and over again. I figured they would be too chicken to actually go to the house. I suggested loudly that we just head back home before we forget the way that we came in.  No one heard me, of course. They were all too focused on who would win the game. I groaned, knowing that whoever was going to go up there wasn’t going to actually spend anytime admiring the house up close. So I took out my phone, no service of course, and opened up the camera to take some pictures. I started walking closer to the house to get a better look and that when i heard someone say one of the boy’s names. He must have been the loser in rock, paper, scissors. Right after the guy was chosen, I heard a collective gasp. Glad to know they finally saw me walking up to the house now.  I had just gotten through the field when the realized and I was on some sort of gravel drive. I got my camera out again and took some more pictures. The house had two tall towers on either side of the house. The house was three stories... maybe four. It was a very pretty house. I thought the pictures were coming out great, but then I heard everyone yelling my name. I turned around to see what they were yelling about when I felt two large hands on my shoulders. I ducked under the hands and took a few steps away so I could turn around to see the individual. He was tall, dressed in a suit, bald with a big beard, and overall, quite terrifying. I started to run away from the man when I felt him grab me again and this time, he threw me over his shoulder. I looked at where everyone had been and just barely saw them running into the forest. At least, they were going to be safe. I didn’t really expect them to come and save me. They were all pretty wimpy when it came to fighting. I guess this is where I die. The man was taking me into the house when I remembered I still had my phone on me. I turned the camera around and took some pictures of me entering the house, going through the grand entrance and into a room with a long carpet that led to a couple of stairs and eventually led to a small couch. On either side of the room were pools the length of the room so deep that I couldn’t see the bottom. The man placed me on the ground a few feet from stairs. I put my phone in my back pocket and looked at him.  “Now what?” I asked him. “Are you going to torture and kill me now? Or was throwing me over your shoulder just your way of inviting me to tea?” Not the best time to be sarcastic, but I was pretty freaked out and I’d rather go out calm and collected-ish rather than panicking and screaming.  “I am neither going to torture and kill you nor am I going to give you tea.” A voice said from behind me. I looked up the stairs and found a man sitting on the couch. Well... rather, he was draped across the couch. “I want to know what you are doing on this property and what you want.” I swallowed. “In all honesty, I didn’t even want to be here. I was just following everyone else and I wanted to see the house up close because I thought it was pretty cool looking, very Goth-Victorian kind of cool. Its totally my aesthetic. Really love it.” The man looked at me. He had long dark hair and a very light skin color. He was dressed to match the house. A dark coat-jacket-thing that had many layers and a lot of accessories. He wore a white blouse-shirt with a lot of ruffles in the front and on his wrists, had very tight leather pant and was barefoot. He was very Gothic-Victorian.  “I don’t appreciate you trespassing onto my family’s property. I believe there is only one way to settle this.” He said before he stood up and began walking to me where I sat on the ground. Many thoughts were going through my head. What was the only way to settle this? Slavery? Sex? Sex Slave?... Okay well not many. Those were the only options that had been going through my head. I would have preferred none of them.  “The only way to settle this...” he began before he knelt in front of me and got incredibly close to my face. “is death.” He finished. My eyes widened and I couldn’t stop the loud “What?” that came out. “Death. You trespassed onto my property so you must die.” I looked at him with bewilderment. He couldn’t have been serious. I’ve heard of trespassers would be shot, but I didn’t see any warning of death to trespassers anywhere on the property.  “Brother, you aren’t thinking straight. Perhaps, I should take over this matter?” Another voice spoke from my side. The man in front of me looked over at the voice and I followed suit. To my astonishment, I found another man inside the pool.  “I don’t need you to take over this matter. I’ve already decided that she is going to die.” He spoke harshly as he stood up and walked over to the couch once again. He started rummaging around behind the couch, probably to find something to kill me with. “Pst.” I heard from my side once again. It was the man in the pool. He was waving for me to come over. He was smiling at me. “Come on.” I crawled over to the man. “Don’t worry. My brother has the sickness right now. He should be over it in a few days and then he will apologize for his behavior and let you go.” I blinked at the man. “What do I do until then?” I felt the man grab my hand and he slid a pearl bracelet on it. I looked at him again and he was still smiling at me. “Don’t worry and keep breathing.” He said before he pulled me into the pool. I gasped as I hit the water and felt the water enter my mouth and lungs, but... it wasn’t painful, like drowning. It was like I was breathing normally, just underwater. “Just keep breathing. Its alright. Its normal.” I looked at him and nearly squealed in surprise. The man wasn’t really a man at all... he was a merman?... I had so many questions. 

I’m gonna stop right there because I didn’t really have a whole lot else planned out completely, but some elements were from my dream. There was a merman and a house in a field. I don’t remember a lot else though... So I’ll figure something out.