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mirror-ralsei · 1 year ago

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THEORY: Before The Story

This theory was inspired by TheQueen0fNowhere's incredible Noelle theory series! Please check them out before reading this one!

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The Roaring. It's set up as the penultimate event of Deltarune, a cataclysmic doomsday that will end the worlds.

But not all is as it seems. Those of us deep in the Deltarune theory trenches may even be familiar with the idea that a Roaring may have already happened, wiping the environs of Castle Town off the map.

But what if that wasn't the only apocalypse?

And what if they've both happened before?

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A RELENTLESS FUTURE

Gaster wants us to create "A NEW FUTURE," implying there was an undesirable "old" future.

Reaper Bird's check text reads "This relentless future finally looks brighter and brighter."

Reaper Bird is a character heavily tied to Deltarune through Everyman, reflections, and arguably the CORE mercenaries, which were recruited by a shadowy shapechanger who we didn't meet in Undertale so could be a Deltarune character.

Through the lens of Mew Mew reviews, Alphys foreshadows Deltarune may be "darker" than Undertale was.

Mew Mew 1 and 2 have been used across Undertale and Deltarune as allegory for Undertale and Deltarune, respectively.

Kris seems to have been possessed before.

"Oh, Kris, er... does this sometimes."

"Looks like [the birdcage has] seen quite a few crashes."

Seam seems resigned to the world being doomed.

"After all, it's not as if whatever happens, will matter in the end."

"You, too, will begin to realize the futility of your actions. Ha ha ha... At that time, feel free to come back here. I'll make you tea. And we can toast...to the end of the world!"

The track playing over the Delta Warriors standing at Worlds' Edge, an event that has not happened yet, is titled "Before the Story."

This melody first appeared in "Premonition," an Undertale track that appears when Sans asks about a talking flower, and in the secret room containing "redacted."

"Premonition" is defined as "an intuition of a future, usually unwelcome, occurence; foreboding"

The track that plays during the Weird Route hospital scene is called "flashback_excerpt," even though it is happening in the present.

In an unused alternate scene, Susie desperately begs Kris to wake up, even though they haven't become friends yet.

Deltarune has very little truly unused content compared to Undertale, and much of it seems plot relevant, such as the dummy text strings

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The southern bunker is internally described as a shelter: "obj_town_shelter_event"

The existence of such an old and overgrown shelter in a peaceful town may imply disaster has occurred before, or at least reason to suspect it was coming

In conclusion, it seems possible that Deltarune has ended badly before, or at least that bad things are expected to come.

The reason I believe it's the former is because there are two types of calamities that may be foreshadowed, and certain characters seem to have very detailed knowledge of this.

THE ROARING

Ralsei seems strangely haunted by the Roaring, as if it's happened before

The closet Dark World ("???") contains oozing darkness and Titan-like eye shapes, similar to Ralsei's depiction of a Roaring

The neighboring Castle Town was empty

THE FREEZING

Sans has "only seen it snow as bad as this once," when "you could barely see your bones in front of your face." Noelle after Snowgrave states "There was so much snow, I couldn't see anything..."

Charles the mole and Spamton both mention preparing for "winter," and Charles mentioning "getting stronger," a phrase associated with Weird Route Noelle

Spamton knows what will happen on a Weird Route, and may have already experienced being frozen (in the FreezeRing? Ice Palace?)

Also there's this quote from Flowey?

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THE ROARING WINTER...?

The Roaring is associated with darkness, and a hypothetical "Winter" with cold/snow. There are a couple of instances describing both.

Gaster approaches us from somwhere "cold" AND "black."

An Echo Flower version of a killed Toriel mentions being somewhere both "cold" AND "dark"

In summary, it's possible that not only either one of these calamities could have already occurred, but perhaps even both.

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FURTHER SPECULATION

Ralsei seems to be associated with the dark Roaring, and Noelle with the snowy Weird Route. It is notable that both of these characters seem mutually exclusive and symbolically opposed in many ways.

Ralsei looks haunted by the Roaring, as though he's seen it before. Similarly, TheQueen0fNowhere points out that it looks like Noelle may have used Snowgrave before.

If these assumptions turn out correct, then in some way, the world may have already been destroyed by the Roaring and the "Winter," resulting in a "dark, cold" state.

This would explain a lot: why Kris is allowing themself to be repeatedly possessed, for instance, or why Gaster wants us players to make a "new future."

Unfortunately, if my assumption that Ralsei is associated with the Roaring and Noelle with the "Winter" is true, and if the popular and heavily foreshadowed theory that the characters will be mutually exclusive is true, that could mean we can only stop one of these calamities...on each file, at least.

Then again, there is also Susie - representative of neither railroading nor sequence breaking, but a secret third thing... Is she the key to truly saving the future?

#this sucks but im tired of looking at it. woe this thing be upon ye #deltarune theory #utdr theory

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ask-sibverse · 1 year ago

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So. @dreamseersystem wrote this, but wanted me to post (idk WHY but whatever). Kinda FGOD in a way, some Afterdeath.

Geno could feel a change in the Multiverse. It was like an explosion of magic being released, but it felt wrong at the same time. Even here in the Start screen, he felt an odd chill in his bones. He wondered what happened, but it didn't seem to be anything close by. He held himself close. Something telling him that something was going to change. He sat down, not noticing the slight error glitch that appeared above his head.

Reaper found him like that some time later, dozing, curled up on the ground. He shook his friend, a worried look on his face. "I didn't expect you to be here still," he said.

Geno blinked his eye as he shook his head of sleep. He looked up at Reaper. "What is that supposed to mean? I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. Unless you are here to take me already," he replied.

"No. Can't take you since you're only half dead..." Reaper said. "Same as last time you asked. But... That's not the reason..." He sighed. "Error died."

Geno blinked again. "Wha... How...?"

"I was there. He was destroying a very glitched world and somehow instead of breaking to pieces it collapsed in on itself, Error was destroyed along with it. He didn't feel pain," Reaper said. He looked away.

Geno was in shock. Error was dead. That would mean no Guardian of Destruction. But the Multiverse needed one... Oh... He looked down at his hands. Error was a Geno that got trapped in the Antivoid. But he was still here. He didn't feel any different either. "What's going to happen to me then? I'm the only Geno left in the Multiverse. We both know that," he asked.

"I don't know... This hasn't happened to any of the neighboring Multiverses to their knowledge. I asked there first," Reaper said. "But another Error said usually the Geno left has a code to activate inside of him still, even if he wasn't destined for it."

"I don't want to be Error. I want to stay Geno. I want to remember everything and you," he said.

"I'll do whatever i can to help you," Reaper said. "Just keep my locket close." He touched the heart shaped locket that Geno wore, gold with a black Delta Rune. Geno opened it and it showed a picture of the pair that Reaper took.

"Always will. Its special to me," Geno said. Reaper kissed his cheek.

"I'll visit when I can to check on you," Reaper replied as he got up and left the au. Geno looked out into the nothing and looked at his clothes. Suddenly, he was afraid of the color white.

Geno didn't know how much time was passing as usual. His body felt itchy though, and he scratched at himself a lot. He still didn't notice the error codes that would pop in and out sometimes when he moved around. Or that his eye was changing colors.

Reaper did during the visits. It seem like the Multiverse didn't need to send the replacement to the Antivoid for the change, or maybe it was broken on how to change Geno. Black was appearing under the white bones as dust flaked off Geno where he scratched. It hurt Reaper to see the changes, and he lied about them to Geno who didn't seem to notice them yet. He didn't have the SOUL to tell Geno about him becoming the new Error. He left as quickly as he came.

Eventually Geno couldn't ignore the changes anymore. He saw the black bones showing, feeling of something being dug under his eye sockets, the flickering of an error message here and there. He held the locket tight. "I don't want this. Please stop this," he pleaded into the nothingness. "I don't want to become someone who destroys everything. I don't want to forget my life abd Reaper. Please. I beg of you, don't let me forget Reaper!"

But no one replied.

More time passed and there was a white crack forming in the darkness of the Start Screen. Geno knew what it was. It was the Antivoid. He saw the white between the cracks. It was coming for him. He was already halfway changed, no matter how much he fought it. And now the Antivoid was coming to finish the job and claim him.

So he ran, away from the Start Screen, away from the cracks showing white. He didn't know where he could even run to in the darkness. The cracks seem to follow him, never getting farther away or closer. "NO! STOP! I DON'T WANT THIS!" Geno screamed. And then the cracks were in front of him and he couldn't stop in time. He fell through.

Error appeared in the Antivoid, looking around as he felt confused at first. Memories fading of another life, a golden locket landed on the white floor below him without notice. All he felt was anger, all he heard were the voices that suddenly rushed upon him, and the white was annoying. Acting on instinct, he opened a portal and went out to destroy.

Reaper tried staying close to Error. Talking to him when the other didn't mind the conversation he brought at times. He never mentioned the past. Just enough to explain why there was stuff in the Antivoid already and about the other Error before him. Error seem to accept it, claimed the stuff as his own, and forgot about the other. It broke Reaper's heart that this happened. Error didn't like touch so he couldn't even touch him, even through he knew it would be safe.

Years past. Error took on his role as he should. Ink never noticed a difference between old or new. The other Guardians did though, Nightmare and Dream, but they never said anything either. Both knowing of the hurt Reaper felt as well.

One day Error was walking in the Antivoid, not even remembering why he decided to. He was about to go back to his hammock when he stepped on something. He looked down and saw the gold locket with black Delta Rune. He picked it up, wondering how the damn thing got here in the first place. Maybe the damn squid dropped it or some shit. The locket was partially opened when he picked it up and it revealed it insides to him as he examined it. The picture of Reaper and Geno.

Error felt something wet on his face. He moved his other hand to see what it was and it was... Tears?

Why would he have tears on his face? Error doesn't cry unless it was for Undernovella. He looked at the locket again. He was going to throw it to be lost to the Antivoid again, but his hand put it into his pocket instead. He walked back to his hammock to sleep the stupid tears off.

Reaper visited again as Error was knitting something. Looked like clothes for a new doll, but he didn't know what doll wore white clothes. Not anymore at least. Error didn't talk to him, but he didn't chase him away either, so he stayed while he had a lull in SOULs to collect.

"So... Why do you keep coming to visit me anyway?" Error asked Reaper. Reaper looked up at that.

"Thought you needed the company," was his reply.

"Fucking liar..." Error cursed. He threw something at him. Reaper caught it and saw the locket in his hands.

"Found it while walking one day. Then my stupid fucking body started crying for some stars damned reason," Error said. "I'm not stupid, i know where i come from. I was the replacement after all."

"How? I didn't think..."

"Of course i remember. Just didn't bother to think about it. Can't remember everything, either," Error continued on. "Seem pointless to think about being a 2.0 of the original... So... What was our relationship like?"

Reaper tried to think of a way to explain it. "Comfort mostly. I was the only one who could visit him and he was the only one I could touch."

"Yet, you gave him that," Error pointed out.

"Yes I did."

"Can you touch me?" Error asked.

"Never tried. You don't like to be touch," Reaper pointed out.

"Touch me."

"What...?"

Error growled at Reaper. "I said touch me dammit. Before I change my mind."

Reaper was surprised at the request and came over to him. He was hesitant. The fear that it wouldn't work was still there. Error wasn't Geno anymore. That could have...

Error grabbed Reaper's hand. Both flinched at the same time for different reasons, but nothing happened. He pulled Reaper to his lap, making Reaper squeak in surprised.

"Shut up."

"I didn't..."

"Shut up I said. And give me the locket back," Error ordered. Reaper handed it back and Error pulled a string from his eye and rethreaded the locket on it to replace the broken chain. He put it on.

"So what now?" Reaper asked.

"I don't remember everything from before. But my body seems to like your touch," Error said. "Its... Pleasant..."

Reaper didn't think he minded the touches either. He kinda missed this. He decided to snuggle in to Error. "Then let's restart. My name is Reaper," he said.

"Oh shut up and kiss me you bitch," Error growled. He pulled Reaper closer and kissed him. Reaper smiled into the kiss. This was the start of a new relationship.

#afterdeath #error sans #reaper sans #fgod error #fgod #kinda

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haveyouseenthisskeleton · 9 months ago

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problem myfanwi. in masterpost 12 ask where SO is grim reaper is entitled with FSG sans and papyrus, but instead of them there are dune and delta. mind fixing?

I saw your other ask too.

I'll check it tonight :D

#myfanwi talks

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lasudio · 2 years ago

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StrangeSpot, Round Nine: Loner

At night, Ginger’s rebellious streak comes alive. She can’t repress the feeling - it’s like the moon calls out to her! So she answers, and calls her friends late at night to see if they’re up for some fun.

Delta Land is especially keen to get away from the conga line of tragedy at the Land farmhouse. Ginger manages to slip out of the house unnoticed this time but their fun is cut off by Strangetown PD: Homer Land had asked his fellow officers to look out for his kids. Ginger is both impressed and annoyed at Homer’s fatherly foresight, and she expects the same from her own dad when she gets home - but something’s not right.

She hears the call of little Moon this time and arrives to the scene of her nightmares. Despair floods her all at once. She’s lost her family again and she’s going to be alone, again. Snuck out and left him to die. The thoughts are so terrible that she can’t bear to watch the Reaper take him.

In ghostly form, Ajay begged for another chance. The Reaper recognised the magic at work - a genie wish, made by a fiercely loving father. No accidental electric shock was going to stop him from fighting fate...

...and winning.

#sims 2 #strangetown #widespot #strangespot #ginger loner #delta land #ajay loner #moon loner #loner

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elephant-in-the-pride-parade · 9 months ago

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WIP Tag Game

Thanks for the tag, @divinemissem13!

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it and tag as many people as you have WIPs (or as many as you can).

(This feels like opening Pandora's box )

WIPs: At least partially posted:

Unbroken (technically its still a wip if im still tweaking the last chapter)

Age of Aquarius 2

Out of Reach

Lost and Found

Sailor Delta

Somewhat Written, Not Posted

Who's the Mother

We're Pregnant

Ghosts of Prixin

Age of Aquarius 3

Castaways*

Space Dust*

* = original fiction

Planned

Sailor Moon H: Deathly Hallows

A Try

Siren Call

Dissonance

Caina

Conservationists

Father

Mother

Kobayashi Maru

Things that I probably wont finish, at least in their current form.

Captains Prerogative

Omega Captain

The Reapers

The Collection

Finding Kathryn

I think thats all of them... All of them that I'm willing to own up to anyway 😆 Ask if ye be curious.

Tagging anyone else who wants to play.

#writing asks #ask game #elephantwrites

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orleans-jester · 30 days ago

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Maddy couldn’t help the smile. Of course she would have a union set up, it was only right. “Just wait on that delivery, because it’s coming, one way or another.”

The Valentine’s Day dance had been a whirlwind, for a number of reasons. And even if it didn’t originally come out that way, friendships had been forged and strengthened since that night. Arthur had been the luckiest guy in the room, with Piper getting the arrow while she was looking over at him. The envy of many men who didn’t get pricked that night. But that was all behind them now. Only good things now. She looked back on that night with an odd fondness. And it was like what Bastien had said when he had gone to talk to Pierre that last time. That night was supposed to happen. Willem was meant to enter their lives.

The question she asked wasn’t shallow. She wasn’t expecting a ‘I’m good’ and moving on. She wanted the truth because she was already determined to send Uncle merchandise to the other side, getting something that might improve Arthur’s death over there wasn’t too much to add. But he gave that answer anyway, even with the vagueness, even with the feeling that there was more going on, she chose to believe.

“You know me, Arthur,” She said, a soft smile on her face, as she looked into his dark eyes. “I never stop worrying about the ones I care about.”

She saw that look of realization on his face and chuckled to herself. It was obvious how he felt about Delta, even without the speech he had made at the Krampus Ball all that time ago. He had basically laid it all out for her during their first ever conversation. “Go on, I know you want to,” She said, letting him duck out of the dance early. “I can’t say for certain but they’ve been partial to the roof.”

There was that connection, and Maddy was no longer putting a fog around it. She had always felt this affinity - this closeness - with Wulf of all people. Hell, he was the first person that she had attempted to reach out to, and confirm that she and Bastien were okay to, when they were hiding out in Spain after Oogie attacked their house. She hadn’t done that with the Laveaus. Or with the Trouillefous. Sure, she could amount it up to strategy, if Oogie was really aware that she had the cornerstone, those two families would be ones that they would watch. But still, it had been Wulf. The sweet man that she had met while she was drunk, had gone to while she was lost, and was very proud to have be a part of the wedding party on the biggest day of her life.

Maybe it could have been romantic, once upon a time, once upon a dream. But she couldn’t, nor would she, picture a life without Bastien by her side. She knew who she was, and where she was supposed to be, and she was right there. It was extremely unfortunate that Wulf hadn’t had his own happy ending. He deserved it more than most.

She also had to take a deep breath, to keep herself from crying again, from just squeezing him tight and refusing to let him go, refusing to let death take him again. She was considered a Reaper for Christ’s sake now, wasn’t she? She had killed, even more than just tapping a piece of paper. Been startled by an apparent survivor and pulled a Wall-e, compacting him up into a trash cube. So why couldn’t she stop the reaper that would come around and take everyone back? It just wasn’t fair.

“Fog isn’t just a power of mine, it’s a curse sometimes. But I saw you,” She said, her voice just barely loud enough to be heard over the music. A private conversation for two. “Knew you were going to be important the moment you and Bastien convinced me to go pig-grabbing. I just didn’t know how much.”

He’d get that squeeze. And death would come back for him in the end, but there was hope for next year. Even if it wasn’t at some grand event like this, she’d see him again. She felt sure of that. That was one of the two reasons that she would let him go.

And the second reason was, of course, her husband. No one else could sweep her off her feet the way that he could. The dance they shared when she was recovering, in their little Italy. The dance in the Gazebo during the best date ever. Their wedding dance to this very song. Bastien had wanderin’ feet, walkin’ feet, but he also had dancing feet.

Elsa wouldn’t have known what to do with a hug from Bastien, either way. Might have made that nice costume of his a bit frosty if he had tried. She made her own quick departure, going outside of the castle towards where Bastien had stored the flowers. She would freeze some of the stems in with the snow and ice she would create to make them stand up. A garden in an unsurvivable place.

Bastien was impeccable in noticing things. He did the noticing for the both of them, most times. Maddy was the planning girl, the detail girl, but that didn’t mean she was the most observant of her surroundings. The smile that she would give to her husband was genuine though, knowing that he wasn’t going to disappear like the others. That he was here and warm, and alive, and stable, and she could keep holding him way past this day.

“Did you talk about me?” She asked, amused, though she was already sure that she knew the answer. Sometimes she would catch him talking about her to the gargoyles, so it would make sense that he did the same with his other friends.

She didn’t even catch on. That fogginess. She just thought that he was being a romantic soul, wanting to dance with her for the rest of the night but also being realistic about it. “We can do that.”

To Figaro, this was proof that you didn’t need a romantic date to have fun at something like this. They attended a plethora of the school dances, save for Valentine’s Day because even that was a bit awkward to go solo to and watch all of the kissing and groping and grinding and ugh. And they always had fun with friends, just like they were having the time of their life with this crow kid.

“You get spots?” Figaro nodded, understanding that. “Who cares? Circle them with a marker, make sure everyone can see em. Everyone gets em.” And then they leaned in close to whisper conspiratorially - “Except Delta, I’ve never seen her with a single one, must be fae magic?”

They didn’t mind hanging out with this weirdo. Felt like people like him were often attracted to them like a magnet. Even the weirdo animals. Kebabs was a fucking lunatic, and had pretty much started to nest at their house. So there was a little bit of sadness when he just curly excused himself. “Hasta La Vista, Birdy.”

And then they just bounced their way back to the Merry-Men, pogo jumping into their flock, making themselves be a a part of the ghostly crew.

And yes, back to the Belleroses. While being held by both parents, Frankie was constantly looking around. There was just so much to look at. So many people to watch with wide, curious eyes that resembled her fathers. People were dancing, which took a lot of her attention. She was content to just watch, like a little fly on the wall, just like her dad.

There would be a slight whitening on the on the glass, it growing paler as frost crawled across it, showing Bastien that indeed, Elsa had begun on holding up her end of the deal. It was like a therapy to her, actually, being able to let it out, to create something with it, to release it like a scream that’s been held in for far too long.

Maddy was feeling so good tonight from the talk with Wulf, with Arthur, with her man coming to her side for their song, that she had actually temporarily forgotten about her brother’s ghost. The tension that she held in her shoulders when she had first heard him had dissipated, and she was relaxed, and happy, as if he had never turned up again. And that was a HUGE compliment to her Merry Men and Bastien, considering how much stress that boy had put her through. She forgot even more about him as Bastien started to bring up their beautiful memories together.

She remained silent as he went on, not wanting to interrupt. But her eyes, looking into his baby blues, were showing that she was definitely taking it all. TSG could be beside her, singing into a microphone and she wouldn’t spare him a glance, so heavy was she in this moment. Pumpkin patch engagements, Easter bunny heads, dancing and his imagination.

She still kept those sketches that he threw out. His ideas that he threw away. She’d straighten up the crumpled ball and would put it in her bedside drawer between two heavy books to flatten it back out and try to restore it. Even if they were just scribbles, they had meant something to him. His ideas, his dreams, even if she was just being a Reaper Dorothy and he was the Cowardly Lion, were important.

She opened her mouth to speak but he continued on, so she was just listening, a shocked little smile on her face, never stopping, never interrupting. ‘And you pinned the award for courage on me with your faith in me.’ That was one of the most beautiful things that she had ever heard. He’d been keeping all of this inside of his head? Thank you Gargoyles, for encouraging him to bring it out because she was tearing up again but oh, it was so happy. And she was very glad she had worn waterproof mascara.

That thought train was going choo choo all the way down the rails and until it reached the station on its own, there’d be no delays.

She laughed lightly as he squeezed at her ass. Oh, she may have once been insecure about being flat in the front but he made sure that she knew she wasn’t flat in the behind. It made her blush, all of these words, bringing a red glow to her dusky-colored cheeks.

“You did amazing,” She assured him, standing on the tip toes in her heels and kissed his forehead, leaving just the slightest trace of lipstick there, without wiping it off. It looked good on him. He could pull off all colors. “I love saying yes to you. I love spending every holiday with you. I love how much you clapped for me when I danced. I love how brave you are. I love that you take care of me, not just back then when I was hurting but each and every day, and I’ll always need you, for the rest of my life. I love you during the day, I love you during the night, when you’re happy, when you’re sad, when you’re in pain, when you’re in the zone, every single moment. I love that this is my place, right here,” She moved in closer to him. “And I love that this is yours too.”

She could only address a few of the things that he said, otherwise they would have been here until well after dawn, and she didn’t think that he would be comfortable changing in front of everyone, though he had made leaps and bounds with that. And oh, she was proud of him for that.

Something told him with that look in Maddy's eye she could make it happen. Wulf had every faith in this world about it. "With you in charge, I'm not. I'm sure you'll have between realm postmen and have their unions set up before it's over and done with too."

Arthur and Maddy did not get a real chance to dance at the Valentine's dance and it was only now he was realizing it as they were arm in arm. He remembered not being confident about going when he had a wheelchair. Then Piper sat in his lap for a dance. Piper's magic always had a way of boosting a guy's confidence even if it was just for a little while. She never really needed to be under any enchantment to do it, but Arthur never knew that. What he thought about now was finally getting his chance to dance with his date, even if his date was married. It felt like things always did iron out and come full circle. No enchantment needed here either. He wasn't in his wheelchair. He was up on his prosthetic leg even in death, but he knew that Maddy came up to him willingly today. After he'd learned about the enchantment at the dance he wasn't so sure about Piper anymore. It shook the confidence he'd gained that night back in life. In death he knew one thing was certain. Maddy was a true one. He could tell by her question.

Was he happy? It paused his steps. He smiled like only a spirit who knew there were rules behind his eyes that knew he had to be vague to the living about all the details of over there. It was the sort of thing that used to drive River bonkers when colluding with the other side. He's well on his way to knowing all the answers now. Maddy didn't really ask for elaboration even though most normal people knew to do so when speaking off the end of a question. It was rude to answer without elaboration in most regular conversations. So, it would give that feel of that's all I can say even as he completely answered what she asked.

"Yeah. I'm good, Maddy. Really. I'm in a good place. Don't you worry about me."

Then his steps would start to move again as he suddenly realized his feet stopped to answer. He was however starting to worry about time. Ever loyal Arthur was in waiting for Delta and Frank to show face and after this dance he was going to start snooping the castle if they didn't.

Lil John had no idea what he was healing inside, but he sure was having the best night ever. Wulf however was gifted his own healing. Maddy gave a new kind of magic tonight. She let down her shield instead of keeping those walls so high even she couldn't or wouldn't look through. In that he heard what he needed to hear. That he wasn't crazy. That it wasn't all in his mind. It didn't have to be about ending in romance. It was connection. Ah boy that look in her eyes. It took him back to the cabin on a day she seemed so lost. She wasn't lost now. She seemed to know exactly who she was, and who she once was. He was never convinced they were really much different people, but just a part of what the difference in growing up is versus grown up, but he never minded the name change. He never went by his birth name either. Hell, even in death he was going by Wulf and no one knew any different. He liked it that way. If anyone understood, it was Wulf.

The look on her face could have made him burst. He had no idea he could still feel the heat in his throat that threatened tears. Her words were a relief that brought a little sanity to his emotions when it came to her. She noticed. He nearly felt like Eeyore thinking it. But, he wasn't a guy who usually went around unnoticed. However, most guys in her class's age group knew Maddy as the girl who didn't notice anything. As he did not go to school with her he wouldn't have known her reputation. So it was more of an unnerving experience not to feel seen. He'd just smoke one up and try not to think about it.

She was proving now it wasn't all in his head. She noticed or she wouldn't say such a thing now. Somehow he didn't feel like just another Merry Man in the group she was being nice to now. Polite for polite sake or just the guy who happened to have the weed. Such people could be so annoying. She had no idea how much he needed that. He named a pet after her. Big hint there that maybe she was special to him in some kind of way.

"I always saw you, Maddy." He blew out a big breath right then to admit,

"Just wasn't sure you saw me... or heard me more like. Thank you for not looking through me either. Seeing I saw." Okay his words were about to get tripped up. "I enjoyed seeing you." Yup. Best to hug it out instead.

Then she'd get that last hug because there was no way it wasn't happening before he let go for Bastien to cut in. He'd give her the kindest smile as he stepped off too. Wulf didn't have a lot of problems in his life. He wasn't that guy. But there were a few mysteries that plagued him and she settled his heart. He'd be forever remembering this Halloween and the girl he tried so hard to get to follow her own heart. No one else's. Maybe he made a difference there after all. Maybe she really did. He liked that thought so much.

Lil John was dancing with his piggie by the time he stepped away from Maddy and had to threaten to pulverize him for stealing his real partner. All the merry merriment of Merry Men ensued again. Silliness as usual as Wulf and John play bickered over who's turn it was with the hog dancer.

The Big Bad Wolf would holler from across the room when he heard the commotion. "I'll dance with her." John and Wulf watched as Zeke popped a big flop of bacon dipped in chocolate into his mouth and their eyes widened.

"No-no. No. No. We're good. She's good." Both men who were bickering over Agnes the pig started saying, "You dance. No you. Please dance. Just dance with her." They both wanted anyone to dance with the hog ballerina but that huffing and puffing blow her little house downer. They didn't trust Zeke to dance with her at all, not even one.

Zeke was left smirking at their reaction. "Suit yourselves."

Bastien wasn't a hugger like Maddy. So before he came over for that dance when Elsa told him she was able and willing to do the beach he said, "Thanks." He was a man of simple words once he got to the point, but he was a man that meant them. Then he'd attempt to explain where the shed was before the song interrupted his easily distracted mind.

When he came up to Maddy he noticed the expressions on Wulf and Maddy's were a little different. He couldn't always make out what every social cue meant, but he was fly on the wall enough to notice differences and was always studying even if he filed it away for later contemplating. This one however never took a brain scientist to discover. "Wulf always did like you best."

He laughed. Memories going through his mind. "He knew you were a good one. I probably talked too much when I got stoned at his place."

Then not being the slickest person for a slick guy Bastien said, "I could dance with you for a whole hour. Maybe two." Elsa was not out of his head.

Diablo was basically a kid in any form anyway with that animal like mind no matter age. Best to look the part. He was having the most fun with Figaro too. They were so obliging, so upbeat. A bird needed such flavor tonight. He was especially excited when they invited them to learn more about this Pun-Pun later. That meant seeing more Figaro later. Now they had a reason to show up. It felt like a very big score for this little guy.

As for his height, "Yeah, but I always get acne when I do and I don't like that. Not at all." He seemed annoyed at the concept. He wasn't sure why it had to be a thing, but it just was. Even as a familiar his avatar was too spot on correct with the teenage likeness. Delta blamed Maleficent for that one. All he knew now was he was going to get dipped so he was a happy one. This turned out really fun for him.

He'd let out a little caw at the end of his dip feeling like he was going to fall but when Figaro actually held them up quite well it felt like one of those trust exercises he'd seen on tv. It was strange to let himself fall without his wings. He'd end up like any kid though wanting to do something more than once, several times over once he realized it was fun. It was the sort of thing that usualy wore an adult out and eventually had to put down a foot on less injure themselves with their less enegy bars than a child. Figaro would never have to put their foot down though because eventually the song would end and Diablo would let that game go.

He even stuck around after knowing Delta wanted to be alone. He only left Figaro's side when he felt a calling from within. Then without warning or much to do he'd say, "Good bye." Then he'd go with the swirl of cape into a bird again and soar off into castle high ceilings. Anyone whoever spent any time around Diablo would find he did this often. It was his way. Never truly off duty. His life, heart, passion, and soul was bound.

Back to the Belleroses, the couple in surprise waiting, not that Maddy realized that. Bastien couldn't help but keep glancing at the southside stained glass. He was trying to notice if it looked foggy like it was cold outside. Maybe he'd notice frost? He couldn't help it. He was excited. Maybe he'd look like he was still paranoid about Frollo? Who knew? But, he still had Frollo in the back of his mind. He hadn't forgotten about the castle breach with all those dead people walking around when Delta assured him the castle couldn't be haunted due to it's protections. It had worked since they lived there. At least that they'd noticed. Arthur wasn't the only one who wanted to talk to Delta.

That said as they danced to their song by Lance Bastien was more lost in the memories it brought. "I love the pumpkin patch. I love when you said yes. I love giving pumpkins away from our trunk in the neighborhood. I love dressing up with you. I love Christmas in Paris. I love traveling. I love Chef Maddy's famous Italian restaurant. I love satin on your skin and trying to tell the difference with my eyes closed. I love sidewalks when we push the stroller down them together. Easter bunny heads, I love those too."

Bastien was on a sharing roll. Most jabbery with his wife and also when he was under the influence and his inhibitions less inhibited. There were gargoyles dancing nearby ever so proud of him too. Laverne was rooting him on. "Inside thoughts outside. You're doing it." It made him grin all the more.

"I love dancing with you and Frankie too. I love watching you dance. You were so hot when you danced earlier. I tried to clap loud. Everybody else was loud too. I love Disney World and teacups. I love pirate cafes and funny menus when I get to read them with you even when it's in the day. And Ruby Slippers. Even the shoe. I love eating there with you. I like the big sign. I love imagining you in shiny ones like Dorothy. Only when I see it your Dorothy dress has a reaper hood and I love it because you're sexy in it. You called me your cowardly lion."

Victor the gargoyle would yell out, "Maybe not so many inside thoughts."

Hugo would yell, "No! Keep going. You got this babay!"

"But I knew I wasn't cowardly because the lion earned his courage."

Laverned fluttered her eyes with an, "Awww. He's actually going to say it."

"And you pinned the award for courage on me with your faith in me. So once I had it. I loved sharing it with you. I loved helping you through everything. Yeah, yeah I love thinking of that how we shared the courage. But remember what the witch said at the end about the ruby slippers? How she had the power all along? I love that my courage came from you and when I shared it I was sharing what was already yours. You had the power all along too. I just really love you needed me anyway. That's my favorite part." He explained as if she was totally following he was explaining how his mind saw them in as vivid detail as he could. "I love that part and there's no place like home. I love we have one. A forever home." He might have sounded like a person talking about a stray pup getting adopted but from the streets to where he was now, the words seemed right to him.

He seemed to be on a thought train though and unless Maddy interrupted him he was going to keep going.

"Oh, you know what else I love? Where's Waldo? I love that. I love you tolerate my Chuck Norris jokes and walking shoes. I love your naner bread and I'm not sure why I find my big shirts on pillows but since you do it, I love that too." The big shirts comment made his mind go to the daylight. "I love you stay with me when I change. I love you don't question my pain or how tired I am. You just believe it. I love you let me sleep." His mind was plagued with people waking him up to move along in the city. Get out of the way. He always felt like such a bother for even existing. Then his face got a little emotional as his thoughts got away with him. He had to lean in because he was speaking for Maddy's ears only, "I love you go out with me in the day." Then his voice even lower, "I love remembering being with you in the day in bed. Sometimes I like to remember that in the shower even though I can't always get myself to do it for real. I still love you love me like that... even if... I always can't. I know you do." Then he shook his head as he backed his face from her ear like, "Yeah, I love that."

Then with the subject on more intimate subjects his mind got naughtier and he put his free hand down to her rear. "And I love this." He gave his wife's backside a squeeze. "Don't even make me count the ways I'm thinking about that because if you think the list I started is long already it may never end."

"I'm doing good, right? Inside thoughts out? I promised I'd do better."

#MaddyxWulf #MaddyxArthur #MaddyxBastien #FigaroxDiablo

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not-the-first-delta-warriors · 2 years ago

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Im a rookie spriter... Anyways i made a deltarune au/at or ocs or whatever! They are called the deltawarriors? (yes very creative),they were the original delta warriors! Ill introduce them one by one!

First is oc jovan (or oc for short,ligth and dark world forms)

Yes he is a sonic oc,how could you tell? An egotistical,yet very skilled person,he is the leader of the group,wielding a weathered sword that he uses in the dark world,while in the dark world he is a knigth in the ligth world he is just burghley,just less ego,he often plays tf2,next is jovenette! (dark and ligth world forms)

jovenette,an animatronic,in the dark world she is a gruesome reaper,her dark hoodie probably not being the best thing to wear when killing since blood... She uses a sycthe as her weapon,she is kind still,in the ligth world she often wears soft clothes,dont ask how she has hair i honestly dont know how too,and the third member!

Jovan the former dark prince! (with and without hood)

Its not very often you see a human around these parts! Wearing an oversized dark blue hoodie he is quite the magician! Aka mage! He can cast spells like its nothing! He gave the title of dark prince to ralsei,jovan and ralsei are the first darkners in this au,almost like siblings but like not actual siblings,and he migth have a little crush in ralsei but like,who doesnt?

Now onto their stats!

Oc's stats!

Level:8

Hp:430

Attack:32

Defense:18

Magic:4

jovenette's stats!

Level:8

Hp:450

Attack:42

Defense:22

Magic:5

Jovan's stats!

Level:8

Hp:410

Attack:28

Defense:20

Magic:10

Extra stuff!

Oc can actually do magic its just that they cost too much tension points and they suck and he knows it!

They all can do X-acts

Jovan,being the former dark prince has a lot of spells up his sleeve that even ralsei doesnt know,jovan has been searching for the new dark prince (ralsei) for a long time so that he can see hsi succesor and judge them if they did anything bad!

Also jovan is a self insert if you cant tell

Oh boy cant wait to cringe about this post in a couple years!

#deltarune #deltarune au

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runentry17 · 5 years ago

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@ask-delta-reaper

YOU MUST BE MISTAKEN.

I WAS NOT AT WAR YOU DO NOT HAVE TO WORRY

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nemesisforgotten-blog · 5 years ago

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ask-delta-reaper replied to your post: YOU’RE ALL ACTING LIKE I HAVE SOMETHING

i mean, have you had your rabies shots? you might

you’re lucky I’m too tired to throw more of a bitch fit. you better not be insinuating I’m a furry, too-

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cryptid-killjoy · 1 year ago

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"Oh, okay. Cool. So I was reading that right. You'd still be great too. Just not me. I think Dad drilled it too much in my head to wear a hat fit for a proper fool. His story didn't turn out where the fool had very much fun at all. It was the bad kind of fool not the fun kind. I don't think I can take the risk. I think a hat like that would make me nervous."

The hunch in him just couldn't do it after what happened to his father and went ahead and explained even when no one asked him to elaborate which he usually took as people not being interested in him or what he's talking about and just clams up and goes into his hidey hole of talking to the gargoyles instead. See? He's working on doing better already.

"Everyone was making fun of him, tied him down, captured him, made him wear a hat like that, threw lots of food and stuff at it, thought it was for fun, but it wasn't. It wasn't at all. Crowned him the King of Fools. Frollo punished him for going out. It was a whole thing. But Frollo wasn't wrong about people. The people actually started it, not Frollo. Dad didn't tell it to me because he hated people though. He just wanted to protect me. I can see that now. I was just a kid then. Too hard for me at the time to really understand our curse. He had to protect me somehow. Sometimes the truth is ugly. That's all. People can be too. But that's why I love Clopin and Piper. They turned jesters into something that didn't scare me quite so much. They were always funny around me when they did it, a little scary still, but nice to me. Always nice."

How peculiar that a boy like Bastien would be obsessed with the reaper side of Clopin like that's the fun side and be more anxious around his jester than Death itself. It's funny how experience shapes a person.

"And heck yes. And hello. You ARE a good Mamma Bear." He gave her a little nudge as if she always was one. "I think my Bob Ross hair was epic." He had to brag a little from prior years together. "I'm going to wear my bear coat for my regular winter coat again." He informed. "It is actually quite warm. I will be keeping it forever." In case she didn't know it was going to used as regular wear not just a costume.

"Cool, babe." He got his official yes.

Better yet. Kisses. All over. He started giggling because he wasn't ready for the kissy attack and thought it was funny.

"I love you Maddy Bellerose."

Then he'd nuzzle up for a jet lagged sleep off only getting up to deal in Frankie fussiness or painful transformation issues. He contemplated greatly whether or not he should go out in the day in this unfamiliar country. In Nola or even the states in general it felt different. Feral and Delta changed everything. Even Paris felt like theirs. New Zealand felt like they had ties they could reach out to if anything should go wrong. He hadn't really been there, but he felt like he might feel the same in Peru. But, they had no network here. It wasn't like the world hadn't heard of Piper or Delta both considering how they were changing the international maps in global ways geographically, economically, all sorts of variations were affected. But, it wasn't lost on Bastien how two very lone individuals like them in vastly different place could easily lose their footing if they weren't careful. Anything could happen. After a good long think he decided it was best to take no chances and wait for evening. Start as early as possible to get much early evening as possible when people were still active. Leave the moment he changed no matter how exhausted he felt.

That was the problem with night. It meant nightlife only. It was really no wonder Bastien was into such shady shit all the time. It gave his life only so many options with his limited means once upon a time, especially when he never went out in the day at all. He'd express that at some point when he shifted waking to feed Frankie while in hunch form.

"I know we've talked a lot about going out like this. I don't know this country. I don't know their customs or religions, beliefs. I think I should wait till night." He felt firm in that. "It could be fine but I needed to feel it out first."

So, as firm as he felt, they'd wait it out till the next round. It gave them a chance to rest up anyhow. Rest up. Read up. Eat up. They'd get to order from the menus downstairs. Then it'd finally be the moment they could go exploring this place. She would be able to come along as promised. The scouting of places he mentioned before was the boring part, but he wanted to get the lay of the land. His walking man feet just needed to get a feel for where he was.

This was where they'd groove around like tourists and it would start out like typical vacation in it's way. They'd look like a lovely couple with their stroller stopping at shops, eyeing the city, talking to locals, trying street food as snackage, attempting to understand the culture. Bastien quickly found the trail to the underbelly by following someone he noticed wearing holey shoes and it didn't look like it was for fashion sake. Before too long he'd wandered to a ghetto area full of dilapidated structures that looked water soaked along the bottom edges people seemed to be using as homes. As sad as it might have been Bastien smiled.

"This is it. This is where we'll come. I knew my feet would find it. But tonight-"

Then he waggled his brow and this was not a typical Bastien expression so it only proved how excited he was for it. It felt like he was waiting forever for it. Ever since he saw it online he'd been wanting to it. It was the actual reason he wanted to give his money away to someone prisoner in the Philippines. He thought to himself kill two birds with one stone. Do two really great things all at once.

"Back that way." He pointed in the other direction. "We have a late night dinner date with the fireflies. Hail us a cab." He said taking bigger steps back to stay city side. He didn't want to get too deep away from it when they had to get where they wanted to be. He'd been dying to do this.

“I like it too,” Maddy said with a smile. She enjoyed matching with him - had seen the post that he had made trying on makeup and grew her idea from there, but it wasn’t as if she had committed to it yet. There was always time for a switch up in ideas. “Perhaps - but they’re both so much better at it than I could ever be.” She smiled slightly, thinking about her costume from last year. “I was a great Mama Bear though, wasn’t I?”

But the fact that she was being trusted by him to hold his hammer? And only hold because she wasn’t sure that she had all the strength that it needed to actually be wielded. That was incredible. She definitely had to pepper his face with kisses after that.

“Yes,” She smiled with a nod, giving him the direct answer that he had been looking for. “Absolutely yes, you’re going to be the cutest Pebbles,” She giggled. Genderbent too, that made things more fun. She was absolutely going to find some bones in Feral to put into his hair. She would need one too for her costume, since she was pretty sure that Bam Bam wore one in his clothing. “I hope that the Laveaus don’t bring all their dogs,” She said, imagining now that they would have to do a lot of running away if that was the case, to escape from the bone-hungry canines.

They finished their bath, actually getting cleaner rather than dirty this time, and she hung her lingerie out to dry since it had gotten all wet, not that she minded. That was their Halloween plans set. Now they could enjoy the Phillipines the way that Bastien wanted. Go to the prison, donate a fortune, try some odd foods, and buy the weirdest stuff that they could possibly find as souvenirs for their equally weird friends.

#bastienxmaddy

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