Fandom Universe 2.0 (Rp with known Fandoms {Open})

Ok, its fine.

OOC: Actually take away all the Undertale and we have what? Two people? Maybe we could let on an extra if for nothing else than variety.

A door just formed out of the ground, and a little girl came out of it.

There was an aura around the child that screamed 'dangerous'

"Fu[size=1pt].[/size]ck off, little girl. I've had enough of you. I heard from your minion thing and I have come to conclusion that you're a shi[size=1pt].[/size]tty brat who needs a thousand a[size=1pt].[/size]ss whoopings. And, what makes you think you're joining us? You'll be a drain on our resources we have. Who knows how long we'll be here? We'll probably need days worth of food and water, and if you can't pull your own weight, you're outta here." Chara said, venom dripping from his tone. What could this girl do to him? He had destroyed a whole village of advanced civilized monsters. This little girl appeared to be an ant compared to him. In size and power. He continued with Frisk on their back, a very scared expression on their face, so they got permission from Chara to come down and hold their hand. She was celled a crybaby all the time, so being called one this time was no different. Frisk looked back at the little girl, waving warily, hoping Chara didn't see.

[glow=white,2,300][shadow=black,right]"You know Chara, I would have outright killed you if Dero hadn't convinced me beforehand to ignore the urge to do just that. Second off, you calling me a brat is hypocritical: your an omnicidal maniac who became that because they got power hungry post resurrection. Third off, I'm the one who decided what you get fed and when. And lastly Chara...[/shadow][/glow]

She appeared to melt into a pool of blood only to reappear in front of Chara, except looking different. Her eyes had become a creamy white, and there weren't any pupils. The whites were still there, but it was kinda hard to tell where the cream ended and the white began. Blood was coming from her eyes as if it were tears. She caught the blood in her hand and then tilted her hand as if to let it hit the floor. But that'd not what happened. No, what happened was that the blood turned into a knife that she cut both of her palms with. Her blood came gushing out all over the floor, until it was all red...except for where Frisk was. The red sea parted for her.

The little girl raised a hand, and the blood responded, creating several blades that proceeded move at blinding speeds, until all of them were pointed at Chara's vitals.

[shadow=black,right][glow=white,2,300]"Also, my name is Kary, and it's a pleasure to meet you all...except for you Chara, I still really want to kill you."
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Papyrus, in the meanwhile, was doing his comical eye bulge thing. "If it weren't for the fact that monster food converts into pure magical energy once eaten, and if I weren't a skeleton, I'd probably be having trouble trying not to vomit."

"Heh. I died from eating buttercups. What makes you think you can kill a soul that's never been there in the first place? I'm a de-."
"Don't hurt him!" Frisk pleaded. She looked over at Papyrus. "Oh no.." She walked through the blood and held his hand. "Are you okay? Don't look at it. I'm here. Nothing's gonna happen to you." She said, walking off and taking Chara's hand, dragging him through the blood and holding Papyrus's hand in one of hers, and Chara's hand in her other. She smiled at Kary. "I'll change him. Please don't hurt them. They're my friends. I like them, and they both like me too." She said smiling.

Kary smiled. "And that's why I always liked watching the nice versions of you, Frisk. You always were a better person than many of the greatest heroes...and besides, I wasn't going to kill him. I was actually going to borrow something from him."

A small tendrils of blood wrapped itself around the blade of Chara's knife, removing the dust covering it's surface.

"You see, for a long time, I've been incomplete. My soul had been broken in two, and with it, my powers were weakened. When my soul was split, I created a vessel for the other half to occupy. But doing so cost me a lot of magic-infused biomass, and changed me into a younger version of myself, the version you see before you now. Then I discovered your branch of multiverses, and found out an interesting fact: the dust of dead monsters is pure magical biomass. Thus, I set up my 'entertainment': people from the multiverse, though mostly from your branch, would be brought here, and there was always at least one version of Chara that had killed monsters before. Every time, I'd take that magical biomass, and now I have enough to become my old self, and make everyone I've ever created whole again, including Dero...and about the almost killing you thing, I was just trying to scare you, Chara."

The dust became absorbed by the blood, which all flowed back into her. Then there was a flash of light, and she stood before them, a decent bit taller than she had been. About the right size for a teenager. She gave a patient smile and held out a hand, the back of it facing the ground. The palm of it began to glow red. "There was a reason I brought this version of you Chara, the version that doesn't have a soul yet wasn't trying to slaughter everyone from the get-go. Of all of the bad Chara's I've met, you are the most deserving of this gift."

A little crimson orb began forming from her spell. Slowly but surely it began forming into a more distinct shape until it took its final and most unmistakable form:

That of a human soul.

The little soul floated over until it was simply...floating in front of Chara.

"An exact replica of your soul from before Asriel died, down to the last detail."

"I wouldn't want that rubbish. Having no soul is great. I'm faster, stronger, and more intimidating." Chara taunted.
Frisk nodded happily. She felt like she did a good thing. Chara was starting to become Frisk's "friend". Frisk felt accomplished at that. "But, Chara! Please take it! Don't you want it? You'll be able to feel again!" Frisk explain. She gently caressed it and giggled. She was enjoying herself. She was interested in the power of SOULS and being able to touch one was fascinating. Her palm became red and it floated. She didn't touch it, just was very careful with it. She handed it to Chara. Chara sighed and took the SOUL. He absorbed it and Frisk watched, beaming brightly.

Kary smiled. "And if you think that's awesome, there's a little detail you might have missed regarding Dero's name, and one of the other things he said you could call him. His full name, Derorrim Ksirfdnarahc, and one of his nicknames is Mister Backwards."

Dero was currently facepalming. "I honestly don't understand how none of them caught that little tidbit."

"Oh, I knew that! His name is Mirrored Charandfrisk..." Frisk whisper-yelled, while Chara had his left eye twitching while his face went from pale to burning red. "Chara, are you okay? I think you have a fever.... Do demons get sick?" Frisk questioned, while putting her palm on his forehead, his chest, and his neck. "Demons don't get sick.. Is it the room tempature? Oh, I hope he's not mad.." Little not-so-clueless Frisk put her arms around his neck, to see how he would react, and Chara had a negative reaction to that. His chest was rising and falling extremely rapidly as he avoided eye contact with the younger female. "Killing blow?" Frisk whispered to Kary. She wanted Kary to witness his embarrassment

Kary smiled. "I think you two would make a cute couple. After all, I've seen some of the universes where Chara is revived, and you two are adorable. Of course..."

A wicked thought crossed her mind. "...There are universes where Chara and Asriel get together, and so many other people, like my siblings, have shipped the two in rather perverted ways..."

She began laughing at whatever Chara's reaction will be.

Chara stood in silence.
Tik, tok, tik tok.
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Then he had enough.
"I'M NOT GONNA F*CK THE SEXY HUMAN RUNT YA HEAR M-ME? NEVER IN A MILLION R-RESETS!" He yelled and ran off, standing in one of the corners. Frisk decided to traumatize him more. She put her hands on her hips and walked over to his location. She analyzed the situation and then.
She jumped up and did a split on the wall. Chara was internally screaming like a baby chipmunk on helium who's parachute won't open. Frisk hopped down and Chara 'noped' out of the situation by teleporting on the ceiling.

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OOC: I kind of want to bring another character in for me. (Do not worry it's not Undertale.)
Anyone heard of Wander over Yonder? Or Slugterra/Kingdom Hearts?

Dero smirked and turned into a mirror image of Frisk, but with open, warm brown eyes, hair that could almost be mistaken for blonde but was just a VERY light brown, a complexion even paler than Chara's, and this one's shirt was peach-colored with cream colored stripes.

"You know, I technically have no actual gender due to being able to swap my gender at any given time. Just refer to me as a she for now."

As Dero appeared on the ceiling, doing exactly what Frisk had been doing on the ground, Kary smiled.

"Now, there's just one last thing I want to address before we all move forward..."

Her smile became...disturbingly false. She began crying blood again, but this time, it simply flowed around one person in the room, while turning itself into a rune.

"So ERROR, would you like to discuss how brutally I'm going to murder you for killing several of my friends during your multiversal spree of destroying alternate Undertale universes, or would you rather I just get to the point?"

Error has a wide grin on his face. "is that what your so upset about? hehe well I can fix that by destroying you too. that way you will be with everyone else."

Kary's smile grew wider, and creepier, until her face started ripping in order to make more room for her smile to be seen.

"You know, Error, I know more about the multiverse than you'd ever dream of. For example, each and every universe has a person who represents that universe in appearance, for example a person who represented the Outertale universe would be wearing a suit or a dress that shimmered like the stars. Now imagine there is a universe where all of those people dwell. Now imagine there was a little girl who was scared and alone, for her family was dead, and she had no idea where she was. Now imagine those people took that little girl in and raised her the best they could. Now imagine that one day, some of them start dying, and there's only one reason they could be dying, and that reason is that the universe they represent has been erased from existance. Now imagine this little girl loses so many of them that they gain incredible power by willing the infinite multiverse to give it to her in every universe she exists in. Imagine this little girl wants revenge."

Her face suddenly became solemn, and her wounds healed, though her eyes were still crying blood.

"You killed Margart, Kamala, Yahaira, Gino, Stormy, Andy, Deeanna, Vicenta, Vickie, Jacquelin, Margo, Marcus, Cherelle, Kassandra, Julie, Roman, Myrna, Anette, Noella, Cindy, Lyla, Wendie, Morgan, Cherlyn, Ella, Winford, Sondra, Roger, Kayleigh, Vallie, Deandre, Elroy, Carmelina, Delta, Sheridan, Alfonso, Cherryl, Tenesha, Colton, Amal, Katy, Sharonda, Elke, Sun, Austin, Drew, Madie, Marlys, Sam...Rosalina..." Her voice had changed into that of a little girl.

A dark grey soul floated out of Kary's chest. Kary grasped that soul...and began pulling it, stretching it into shape like it were putty.

"I'm so tired, but we have one last task before we can rest."

The soul, once it achieved the basic shape of a sword, suddenly was engulfed in grey flame...That's all it is. Just a standard sword engulfed in grey flames. Of course, this sword and the flames were both made of Kary's soul, which was obviously rather powerful.

That, however, caused a very important question to present itself: how was she still standing there?

"Every single time they died, I took their soul into myself, to preserve who they were.

Oh...nevermind then.

OOC: Just a note, I'm letting my younger sister type this part...she's into some creepy stuff.

"My family has granted me their strength, and their guidance, but my goal was one I decided upon myself..."

She held the sword with her right hand, pointing at Error with her left hand.

"And that goal is revenge."