#she's just kinda like. body positivity especially disabled body positivity/neutrality where she does struggle with fatigue

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Potential tw for those who need it: disability, mental issues, possession, referenced violence and death

Horrorswapfell

Same rough premise as my take on Horrorswap but to sum up— the Fallen Human comes through on a Neutral run, leaves the Underground in disrepair, without solid leadership and no souls.

Asgore was left alive, but has no interest in taking the throne. The people are restless and angry and want a leader who will act decisively. He steps in only long enough to appoint General Alphys of the Royal Guard the official successor of his late estranged wife and then back into the Ruins to mourn again.

Alphys, though she doesn’t really want the position nonetheless accepts the burden with grace and becomes the Empress of the Underground.

The plan is the same as in Horrorswap: her right-hand skeleton Sans, the Captain of the Royal Guard, will bring her the Next Human that falls, she’ll subsume their soul to cross the Barrier, and then break it from the other side with whichever humans she can find.

Until then, martial law is declared to ensure utmost efficiency with the Underground’s remaining resources and keep everything from breaking down any further than it already has.

The overall atmosphere amongst monsters is strained and tense, but everything works like clockwork for the few months it takes for another human to appear.

Sans captures them, escorts them to the Capital and to the new Empress, who kills them and absorbs their soul.

And then…

Alphys is unable to subsume it.

The human soul in Alphys’ now especially monstrous body wins control and goes berserk—a startling reminder for the watching Guard and civilians of the shocking and terrifying power of one human soul.

In fact, everyone flees as the beast rampages around the palace, wanting only to get out of the way of the destruction.

Only Sans remains to bait the creature, using his speed to dodge its heavy blows and hopefully tire it enough for his Empress his friend to get control.

Even he can’t dodge forever, of course.

Only one brutal swat of the beast’s whiplike tail lands, but one is all that’s needed. The sound of crunching bone startles Alphys enough inside of the creature to give her a foothold toward control.

She digs in as hard as she can and yells for Sans to run; to let her take it from here.

Normally, Sans might protest, if just for the sake of his own ego…but disoriented, very badly wounded, and in an amount of pain he’s actually never been in before, he obeys the order and blindly shortcuts home.

Papyrus is, expectedly, horrified and alarmed at the state of his brother and does his best to take care of him and keep him from dying because it was close, it was very close.

His task is only made harder by the complete and utter breakdown of…everything outside, more fighting and looting than even the Royal Guard can stem, wherever they are.

(Sans was meant to lead in Alphys’ absence and keep things running normally, but…)

Papyrus goes out of doors into that chaos as sparingly as possible, only to scrounge around for what food and healing items he can find, and he has only the barest awareness of Asgore returning from his self-imposed exile and calming things again by force.

A little late, but better than never.

There’s no word on Alphys for a long time, no certainty that she’s still alive on the otherside, or that if she is, wherever she is, she’s even still in control.

Papyrus doesn’t know and doesn’t care to know—it’s safest to just barricade himself and his critically injured brother in the house and hope that no news is good news.

Sans is, of course, in no state to protest this plan.

Alphys does return, eventually, with all the necessary souls to shatter the Barrier and set monsters free. She’s deeply unsettled by her experience with the soul that took control of her and still feels that she can hear it in her head, fighting her still.

She has no desire to be Empress anymore and begs for Asgore to stay on as the ruler of monsterkind.

Monsterkind, equally unsettled by the power of humanity and the chaos of both the Fallen Human and the brief breakdown of social order, are willing to accept Asgore as their Emperor, and to accept making peace with humans to stop the fighting now.

Asgore leads monsters to the Surface and integration with humans, and even negotiates Alphys’ prison time to asylum care.

Monsterkind can begin to heal.

Horrorswapfell Sans (Pitch)

The Creature’s tail hit him full in the face, shattering the bone between his eye-sockets entirely—though all his other broken bones from the fight have healed by now, he’s still entirely blind thanks to the gaping void in his face

He’s far too stubborn to let this affect him, of course, and has determined to go on as usual, making use of every adaptation that might help him. He carries a cane now and has started learning Braille…he’s thinking of putting in for a seeing-eye dog, too, while he’s at it…

He’s actually dealing with everything very well. While he’d of course prefer to still be able to see, being so badly hurt and put out of commission for so long forced him to rely on others and let them help him, all while he actually couldn’t do anything in return…and he wasn’t…immediately discarded? There were a lot of ways he’d have preferred to realize he has worth beyond what he can do for people, but beggars can’t be choosers, he supposes

Amidst learning how to do things again without a major sense, reestablishing his independence, he stumbles into boxing at a local gym. He never particularly liked the up-close-and-personal physical sort of fighting before, preferring to use bullets, but he actually finds it’s great for blowing off steam and boosting his ego when sight or no, he can still go toe-to-toe with his opponents and win more often than not. He’s gaining a bit of notoriety on the semi-pro circuit and is kicking around the idea of making a living out of it

If only it weren’t for his brother…

But he’s on the Surface, and even if he can’t see it, he can still feel the wind and the sun on his bones and he can still do everything he wants to do up here and he’s...he’s happy! And sorting things out with Papyrus...will come when it comes.

Horrorswapfell Papyrus (Nemo)

Physically, he’s fine excepting a few more scars than before and just a bit more LV than he ever wanted. Emotionally, well… he’s pretty rattled after how basically the stability of his whole worldview kinda crashed and burned back there

Seeing his untouchable big brother so hurt and helpless actually really scared the hell out of him and it made him step up a lot. He learned a lot of self-sufficiency in those couple of weeks Sans was out of commission, most by trial and error, and it gave him a new respect for everything Sans had been doing for both of them

And, unfortunately, a new kind of fear of the dangers out there in the world that can strike at any time: it started gradually on the Surface, but it isn’t long before he has a case of full-blown agoraphobia and hates to leave the house, knowing it’s not rational to just stay indoors forever, but struggling to rein in the fears and anxieties that creep in whenever he steps outside

Or when Sans steps outside, for that matter, especially when he’s going to a fight—he’d really rather Sans stop the whole boxing thing altogether and stay home where it’s safer, but Sans wouldn’t budge and they had a whole blowout about it, where…some things…may have been said, and…

Suffice it to say, things are strained and they’re not…talking very much…

Papyrus is really trying to work on himself, hoping that if he can get through some of his hang-ups, the rest will be easier to push into place. He’d love to travel someday, and he’s experimenting with photography in his downtime, hoping he’ll be able to take pictures of stuff worth being photographed

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