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November 18, 2015 — Ness and Paula in teenage fashion in 1994, year of MOTHER2′s release.

#The All-Eaglelandian Hero! #a queue with a view #The Star of Twoson

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((*RETURNS FROM THE DEAD...*

Sorry for the disappearance, I literally hit the crunch time for finals, took part in NaNoWriMo, and got a new job all in one go. Not a smart thing to do for RP. But I’m intent on rolling back in!

If you still want to continue old Halloween event threads, please do let me know, or if you want to start something new, I’m for that too, to any of my old threading partners! And as always if anyone is up for a thread, let me know.))

#CA Shit #[Out of Town] #finals will release me from their dread grasp around mid december #pray for me friends

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Huh, maybe he was coming on too strong? Handshakes weren’t that weird to ask about, were they? The kid looked like he had the strength for the sort of firm grip and stuff his dad used to say was real important when it came to meeting influential people..

Ness was nevertheless still enthusiastic in everything he did. Our hero gave the boy, Lucas, the kind of vigorous shaking typically reserved for somebody who had just won the lottery or something, with a secretly seething newsman reporting on and congratulating the winner. 

(Ness was this minus the seething resentment.)

“I don’t think so,” Ness said anyway, mainly just to show he had heard and considered the inquiry. He was pretty certain he’d remember a kid with a cool shirt like his. 

The forest was treated with a kind of cautious interest that Ness acted upon, even if his cheerful demeanor didn’t show it at first. He followed Lucas without complaint and didn’t comment on the slight unease in the other’s voice--again, it was fine, right?

“Sounds rad! I’m sure it’ll be a real peaceful trip, and absolutely nothing will go wrong.”

Right on cue, a low sound grumbled throughout the trees. It was difficult to place where it had originated, but this groaning moan filled the air as a tree slumped over and blocked the immediate path behind them. The edges of the branches brushed the backs of their shoes.

“...Timber?” Ness said weakly, turning his head. There was no sign of danger, but that had been a little too calculated. “Oh boy.”

Wascally Wendigo

#CA Event #ca wendigo #Lucas: Ep 1 #lightningrodkid #pfft dont apologize #i am always fashionably (horribly) late

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“That’d be so weird and unique that the killer frog could pad-ent the idea.”

“If two frogs were on the moon and one frog killed the other with a lilypad would that be messed up or what?”

#keroics #canned laughter in the distance

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“Hey, you can be a computer with a personal life!” Ness chimed in, scarcely missing a beat; this was a totally normal conversation that was not in any way bizarre. Absolutely.

“That’s what being a PC is all about--a personal computer, right? You know?” He had this big grin on his face but he was quite serious, in a sense.

“I wonder… what exactly I’m supposed to do on my own, here.”

“Outside of being with the others, I wouldn’t say I exactly have a personal life. Not like I’ve never entirely needed one, considering I’m a computer, but…”

     Outside of recording the information she gains of this city, the idea of actually doing something that wasn’t attempting escape was hard to grasp.

#holographiclife #god bless the sonic comics tbh

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“A paci-frisk--?” Oh god. It was so bad but Ness loved it anyway. He got this exceptionally wide grin on his face, bringing a hand to his mouth and snickering behind an open palm. Okay. Whew. Keep it cool, Ness.

...Frisk’s explanation of why they didn’t go as a skeleton was possibly one of the strangest things he’d heard yet in the city. Ness’s eyebrows practically shot off his head, they climbed so high in their disbelief.

“Wait, what? Hold the phone, there--there’s a war going on with skeletons?” A pause. “Is it related to the zombie conflict in one of the Sectors? Zombies are like one step away from skeletons.I think. Zombies still have some skin though.”

Ness’s smile and eyes spoke of amusement, but in a nice way, when he asked:

“I hope this isn’t a weird question or rude or anything, but your mom is a real-live monster? Like, the scary kind? Does that mean you’re a monster too?”

Might as well make conversation as they wait out Pumpkingeddon outside.

Perilous Pumpkin Problems

Frisk could sympathize. sometimes escaping wasn’t an option, especially when whatever you were fighting was essentially an evil god. Oh, these two could trade stories, but to think of those things was probably already too scaring so Frisk kept silent on the matter. It wasn’t like they could tell him a flower absorbed the souls of six dead kids and became a god anyway.

“I get it. Not every fight can be avoided, but a lot can be, and get out of them is what I do. What can I say, I’m just a big paci-Frisk.”

Frisk snorted as they laughed over their own joke. This Toriel costume was turning their bad jokes up to eleven. Or rather, they thought it was. They actually just felt more free to express their worse material when they were dressed up like this.

“I was going to go as a skeleton, until I found out about the skeleton war. I don’t want to get caught up in that mess, even though some of my best friends are skeletons. I’ll just try to support them from the side lines while advocating when skeleton peace.” Someone really needed to sit down with Frisk and tell them there’s no real war. “But my mom was a close second. Boss monsters are super cool and tough, but unfortunately the costume didn’t give me monster powers, it just gave me mom powers. Right now I feel like grounding me for being out so late without calling home.”

They tuck their tongue out playfully. “Anyway, I agree, but let’s wait here a while, until we’re sure there’s no pumpkins laying in wait for us.”

#CA Event #CA Pumpkins #Frisk: Ep 1 #passafrisk #aw yeah i dig that new url!

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Our hero stood at a possible fork in the road--he could go with this blonde kid and find out what awaited him at his house, or...he could try to pick his way back through the deadly forest and return to the city. In the dark. With nothing but his wits, a baseball bat, and a pine cone that had tumbled into his bag at some point (probably when an earlier wendigo threw him into a tree).

It was kinda clear what he should do if he wanted to stay alive.

“Aye, aye, captain.” He made a little salute, tipping the brim of his cap back. “I’ll follow your lead then! Let’s skedaddle before the Cookie Monster over there wakes up.”

The aforementioned wendigo (which most certainly would not have appreciated Ness’s chosen moniker for it) was still lying face down in the dirt. Poor guy probably had no idea what had hit him.

As Ness followed the disgruntled blonde boy through the forest, he gripped the straps of his backpack and maintained a pretty healthily happy demeanor. It was more like they were on a camping trip than attempting to traverse a forest currently experiencing an outbreak of deadly creatures.

“By the way.” Picking up his pace, Ness turned on his heel and walked backwards before the other boy, putting on his brightest smile; a hand was offered to shake. “I’m Ness. I only just got here recently, so...thanks for the help, stranger!”

Wascally Wendigo

#CA Event #CA Wendigo #lightningrodkid #Lucas: Ep 1 #whew sorry to be late! #November is a hectic month

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Conversation and chill. With the undead clinging awkwardly to sticky paper made by a kid themed around apples, not two feet away.

“I think it was a one-off thing,” Ness replied after a moment of thoughtful silence. “Or...I guess maybe it happened one other time before? They were sorta animated by the incarnation of Ultimate Evil, so whenever he shows up--” He clapped his hands. “Boom. Zombies! Just like in the movies!”

Ness’s danger senses really should be going off right about now, but no matter how intimidating the stranger looked, he had no reason to assume he’d do anything to him. So...

“The zombies back home talked sometimes, come to think of it...huh. Wait, did you say this was a game? Is that what’s going on? I guess that explains why no one seems to stay, well, dead. And why your powers get locked! It’s like you’re knocked back to level one!”

Attack of the Mildly Disgruntled Zombies

This kid had been surprisingly fun to talk to as of this moment. Usually Tomura hated kids, especially kids who held their ground, but in this situation it didn’t seem to bother him much. Perhaps because they weren’t on opposites sides of a battle, but rather just standing around in a city sector filed with zombies. Zombies who were trapped. Trapped on special zombie flypaper. Which somehow they fell for without even thinking.

     Then again, do zombies even think? Not where he was from, at least. Seemed like it was the same for this kid as well.

He smiled a little beneath his hand, he had first -hand experience with some rather terrifying creatures, yeah. Luckily they were on his side, obeying his every command. Not that that was something he either wanted or had to disclose.Nah, he’d rather keep this talk lighthearted. 

          “Yeah, you’re right about that, seems you have too. Zombie Paper™, Mmm.. What an interesting invention, are zombies that frequent of an issue there, or was it just coincidence?”

It seemed to be almost a little too convenient of a coincidence, but then again, he had seen his fair share of those too, so he let it slide.

          “Well zombies aren’t too smart where I’m from either so I guess it’s a recurring thing. I’m totally fine though. Got in here just before this game started. but the place really is bonkers.”

#CA Event #CA Zombies #Tomura: Ep 1 #ohhh cool! thanks bunches dood! #herocider

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“...Well,” was all Ness said to that, because there was almost always something attacking him one way or another. It seemed as if he had just ducked out from the madness of Giygas only to enter a city that was somehow both weirder and normal...er than home. 

Staying in that apartment would bring about his undying foe, anyway--boredom.

“You’ve got a point! But I’ve dealt with things like this before, actually! It’s not like I just wandered out here without any combat experience or knowledge on how to keep the legions of child-harming monsters away.”

...The “wander around until something cool happens” tactic had served him well in the past, to be honest.

But since the foxman seemed pretty wary, Ness didn’t disagree, he just nodded his head with an exclamation of, “Okay!”

He surveyed the area once they started putting some distance between themselves and the spider nest. Cool.

“So, what are you doing out here, Mr. Fox?”

Spooky Scary Spectacles

#mercenaryfox #Fox: Ep 1 #CA Spiders #CA Event #No worries! i'm always late myself #nov is a killer month for me

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i don’t know why i drew this but, there you go

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Ness had to admit, thought he never actually killed anything he fought, the kid did tend to throw himself into battle with considerable gusto. Maybe Frisk had the right of it. Was he was giving the image of the baseball bat a bad name?  Ness smoothed one of the bandages flat on his arm thoughtfully, grinning at the pun made from his name.

“That’s not a bad idea! I’d love to avoid a fight if possible, just, uh, well I never really had the option back home. Everything was kind of being animated by the embodiment of pure evil. Long story.”

His sour expression shifted at Frisk’s explanation, eyes widening.

“I...heard something like that, but golly! Talk about a Halloween trick! I’m...kinda surprised you went as your mom though. I guess there’s worse things to turn into?” But he could appreciate a kid who wasn’t afraid to show their mom love!

...Even if the mom was apparently a goat. Maybe it was symbolic?

Clapping his hands together, Ness declared, “You’d rather we not just go to town on the pumpkins, right? Then maybe if we can find out what they want, we won’t have to make pie out of anything!”

Perilous Pumpkin Problems

They were glad to see that the other kid was also relaxing a little. Frisk was worried they might be raring for a fight as soon as they weren’t outnumbered. Frisk really had no reason to think that, but just seeing other humans holding weapons made them a little uncomfortable. He seemed friendly though, and Frisk could appreciate it.

The comment of the use of the stick got a smile out of Frisk, until the boy commented on smashing pumpkins at least. Frisk should be used to it, being friends with people who had tried to kill them and take their soul, but they could never really accept it. They hated seeing people taking the violent route.

“I was honestly hoping that we wouldn’t have to harm any of them. I don’t know why they are acting this way, but the plants weren’t dangerous until recently. I think they are being manipulated, and they don’t deserve to be punished for something they didn’t really mean. I have a lot of experience in taking the third option in a fight, so I figured the stick would work.”

Frisk gave a bit of a forced smile, not sure how to think of this boy yet. Ah, so his name was Ness? Well, then there were something that Frisk had to do.

“Well, good-Ness, what a strange name.” Frisk laughed a little at their own joke. “My name is Frisk. It’s nice to meet you. I’ve been here for a bit before the incident started. Did you know they tried to trick us all into thinking that this was going to be a costume contest? Now we’re merged with our costumes. And here I was, having the smart idea to dress up as my mom.”

Frisk gestured vaguely to the fuzzy goat ears and horns they had on. “It might not have been my finest moment.”

#pacifisticdetermination #Frisk: Ep 1 #CA Event #CA Pumpkins

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This guy was totally undeterred. The zombies were like a very mild annoyance at worst, an inconvenience at best, and...really? Ness noticed a lot of the citizens of this place seemed to take things pretty well.

...Nothing new to him either.

Awesome. He loved conversations with strangers in extremely dire circumstances.

“The zombies don’t matter? You’ve dealt with way creepier I bet, right?” He grinned wide--it was a joke. Mostly. You never knew.

“Oh, as for the Zombie Paper(TM) ...Uh, I picked some up from a friend after a town got infested with the undead. Yeah. It looked an awful lot like this, come to think of it. Maybe zombies aren’t all that smart in any world...though that’s probably not a fair thing to say!”

Ness ambled forward, remarkably composed, considering the whole situation.

“Are you doing all right, sir? I dunno how long you’ve been here, but this whole city’s pretty bonkers.”

Attack of the Mildly Disgruntled Zombies

This kid had some energy. It was amusing to see all of this go down, truly video game-esque. He would have thought this place more of a desolate horror land filled with despair and people crying on the streets with zombie bites all over them. Instead he had found this path of stuck zombies, pawing at whatever they could reach.

     Now this is what Tomura’d call a horror comedy.

Works as well as it did back home? Seems this boy went through some things, which made the villain wonder just what kind of world he was from. Tomura was used to quite unusual things himself but the fact that this boy had zombie flypaper on him from home was something else entirely.

He lazily stepped out of the way of a grabbing arm as well, a calm expression on his face as he replied.

         “I’m not worried at all. Zombies don’t really matter much to me. They’re slow here too…”

A small hand wave, it was nothing big. He had seen creepier things at home, far creepier things.

         “Back home, though? Sounds interesting. You’re holding up even better than me with such a countermeasure. How did you even procure such a thing?”

#herocider #Tomura: Ep 1 #CA Event #CA Zombies #oh awesome! hope i can write Ness decently well for you

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Holy moly look at that!

Ness’s jaw practically dropped at the sight of that PSI blast--it had to be PSI, because it looked like his own abilities, and it looked like Paula’s and Poo’s, which meant...

Another PK user? And one with a nice shirt to boot!

The wendigo wasn’t down for the count just yet, but it was definitely too stunned to do much at the moment. This boy looked as if all of the world’s exasperation had congregated into a single, blonde-haired soul--Ness felt his heart go out to the guy.

“It’s not like I’m playing games here! I was helping out some citizens because they--ohhh boy. Hold on!” Cue the swing of a baseball bat as it cracked against that horned skull, sending the monster’s slowly lifting head back to the ground in a comical thump.

That might buy them another couple of minutes, at least.

“You took that thing out like it was nothing though! Way to go!” Ness was all smiles, because really, he’d seen infinitely weirder things interrupt his fights. The prospect of another PSI-user could only mean one thing; friendship. Definitely. Hadn’t all the other people he met that saved his life ended up becoming a good pal?

...That wasn’t to say he should throw caution out the window. If the boy was suggesting he take off, there was a reason for it.

“Maybe we both should get going before it wakes up,” Ness suggested, pointing into the woods. “If you know your way around, I’ll follow your lead! I, uh, only ended up this far in here because I followed the screaming...”

Wascally Wendigo

#Lucas: Ep 1 #F is for Friends with the guy who destroyed your hometown #lightningrodkid #CA Event #CA Wendigo

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Yikes. Having to deal with sudden weirdness after a period of relative normalcy was actually kinda worse than being thrown into constant weirdness. The other kid had this chagrined expression on their face after the incredibly mild swear, and Ness grinned despite himself.

Dropping his bag between them, Ness allowed himself a moment of rest. He was used to going-going-going! as it was pretty much par for the course, but that doesn’t mean he’s the Energizer Bunny. He smiles over at the kid, mentally appreciating that glass on top of the pile. Nice touch.

“I’m glad you did too! That was some sharp thinking when it came to throwing that stick! I didn’t want to have to smash all of those pumpkins...what did they want, anyway?”

Were these things animated by the scientists, kinda like how Giygas’s influence drove everything literally batty? “Don’t worry about me though, I’m just fine! What about you? You holdin’ up okay?”

Taking off his cap, Ness ran a hand through his hair. Now they were basically cornered...or barricaded? Were they trapped? Heck if he knew. 

“I’m Ness, by the way. I only just got here.”

Perilous Pumpkin Problems

Oh, Ness didn’t even begin to know how weird this city could get at times. At least both he and Frisk had experience dealing with plants that harbored ill will towards them, though in very different ways.

“All the time? I don’t think so, I’ve only been here for a while before all of this started. Like, only for five days or so. This is ridiculous. I was here five days and all hell broke loose.” Frisk internally scolded themself for swearing. They would have to wash their own mouth out with soap later. Curse you imaginary mom powers.

The building they found was sturdy enough for Frisk to let out a sigh of relief. This one should hold up against attacked. The small human helped the psychic set of the barricade, making sure to place a glass they found laying around on the top of the pile, so that if something tried to open the door, it would fall off and alert them. Their attention went to the boy. Really? He had enough pocket space for a dictionary? Oh, wait, he had a fancy backpack. So spoiled… Frisk could only carry eight things at once due to their lack of bag.

“Yeah, I guess we are safe, so now.” They sat down on the ground. Even that small run was enough to get them a little winded, more from the fear than anything. “I’m glad I ran into you before the pumpkins did anything worse. Are you okay, m- stranger? Not feeling poisoned or anything?”

#CA Pumpkins #Frisk: Ep 1 #pacifisticdetermination #CA Event #sorry for bein' a bit late!

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Wascally Wendigo

lightningrodkid - Lucas!

We come upon our hero on the borders of Auburn, a little roughed up from a nasty encounter with a horned beast--that was still ongoing! Having had come upon a pack of fleeing NPCs earlier in the evening, Ness had been alternating between patching them up and beating off the beast stalking him through the woods.

But with the way things were going, he had no more time to spend applying his Eagle Scout first-aid. “All right,” he said to the final woman awaiting attention. “Hold still!”

He was probably going to regret using one of his Lifeups. The flash of light practically broadcasted their position to everyone within half a mile.

“You might want to get goin’ now!” Ness yelped, shoving the lady off into the woods and away from the rapidly approaching wendigo. Intending to cover her escape, the boy whirled around and faced the charging, slavering creature, eyes wide.

...This was, potentially, going to suck.

#CA Event #Lucas: Ep 1 #lightningrodkid #We are a gooooo! #why cant we be friends.mp3 #CA Wendigo

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Boop~!

#[Fuzzy Pickles Fotos] #The All-Eaglelandian Hero! #mercenaryfox #A Queue with a View

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i’d like to make myself believe that

planet earth turns

slowly

it’s hard to say that i’d rather stay awake when i’m asleep ‘cause everything is never as it seems

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