Pawning of Frisks lunch go-gurts

Deltarune tomorrow...

“I really shouldn’t. Though I am trying to get better at accepting gifts…” Biting off a single blade of grass. She shows no particular aversion to the taste… she’s just a slow eater. “Do you really want to know?” Thorn remarks sarcastically. “I don’t got any issues with you, if that’s what you-

Welcome back, Raisei japan

Deltarune, Japan will be real.

Thorn doesn’t know if she’s ever had lawn grass… Does it still have the occasional worm or is that bonus replaced with the occasional pesticide glaze?

// Minor grammatical mistake. The goat is washed.

Dirt in? Or Dirtless? Thorn could do either textures.

“Flowers suck…”

// On a serious note I’ve just not really been feeling it. Hard to get back in since I’m not following active accounts and I think I’d also want to revamp Thorn a bit before writing them again. (Nothing huge just some lore changes to make them more of their own character.)

// Sorry for leaving. Left to do some work for Deltarune so was pretty busy the past few months. Not sure if you’ll see anything I did in the game since I never found Tony’s studio or asked to be a part of the team or sent him anything but I watched a few theory videos so I’m sure he’ll contact me

// Kris grabbing white fur from the drain and playing a razor sound effect on their phone to prank ralsei

“I also have to meal prep for another month or so for my son. Fridge is starting to look sparse.”

“Coming out of retirement to congratulate Ralsei on becoming an airbender.” /crack

Thorn is excited to see people she hasn’t seen in awhile…. She worries people she likes will eventually abandon her…

Making flower crowns with store bought flowers… The quality just isn’t the same without the blood sweat and tears of homemade flowers.

“Seems quiet out. I’ll probably just wait and see if anyone I know shows up…”

bleh .

Eto

“I don’t remember what I was doing last… Must’ve really slept in… Oh well… I’m sure it’s fine.”

“What a month huh?”

// Hi btw I hope no one missed me

// I can’t wait for Gaster is green to be canonized and for people to make a crackship with Purple Guy and Green Man

Gaster said I’m not allowed to write anymore how do I turn off screen time locke hel

// Hopefully this party runs long because I’m working—

// Thorn shows up in Geno fit and Ambassador asks her what she plans to do here thinking it’s actually Geno.

Is that what we’re calling it? Because I need to… fade to black as well…

“I’m fueled by Determination, which is all natural… I think…?”

Nice save.

“Emphasis on /was/ dear.” … 💧

I was fated to be cool.

We were fated to suffer.

I was fated for nothing.

“Would that be like… Smiling and hating everything? Relishing your own hatred? Yeah, I bet you could do that. Hating stuff is fun.”

“You know, I don’t think you can keep that promise. You’re oddly positive—”

“Shocker. I know. Though there aren’t many things I genuinely loathe anymore. Even then, I can barely muster up the hatred to care.”

“Not a fan of buttercups myself.”

// I will continue the Thorn plot but for now casual stuff

// “Bro could you shut u-“ SWOON

Demi stopping the slander.

I emerge from fire to kill the sun.

// those tea posts look fun but also extremely hard to good in a meaningful way—-

// I have no comment on the angst stuff other than that I’m imagining this drama being recontextualized as a conversation in Weird Route

// continue tomorrow Im about to pass out

Just… Preparing.

It’s a heavy burden isn’t it. Expecting a kid to get through this Underground alone? They shouldn’t have to face these monsters. At the very least, shouldn’t have to while being dragged down…

Functional, just not thriving.

Still leaning down, feeling the warm blood trickling down her ankle, she reaches blindly into the snow. Her fingers eventually find a bone, impaled in the snow. Was it wet with her blood, or were her fingers already wet? “YOU’VE CRAFTILY AVOIDED MY TRAPS, BUT NOW YOU’RE FORCED TO FACE THE-

Guess she shouldn’t spend all day feeling sorry for herself… Frisk is probably wondering where she went… or causing trouble. Climbing out of a bin, she marches back. Thinking deeply on how they’ll ever escape the Underground like this… Thorn is only pulled out of her funk when her leg is-

No need to be so dramatic about it. Not like it’s anything Thorn’s not used to.