Posts by YourBestNightmare

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    A tall, rather imposing figure would appear in a contraption that seemed to hold a field medical facility as well as a decent living space, her ruby eyes gleamed as she hopped out and took her hood off, revealing a white face with pink blush on her cheeks. Chara had arrived. "So..." She began in a German accent as she took out a Quick-Fix medigun (Yes, I am reffing TF2), "I assume zat you are need of a medic correct? Surely zere are vounds zat need healing or perhaps some gossip to spread? You have my apologies for coming unannounced but erm...zat I am afraid cannot be helped. Yes, I am Chara but little did you know, I am attempting to turn over a new leaf, vith luck, I hope to heal zose in need of my assistance so please..." Chara paused and gestured to her contraption, "Who shall be my first patient?"

    "Look...if you have heard the old story of the town near the mountain...the woman mentioned there who was burnt...was my mother. Her soul merged with mine and...did this to me. I...nevermind. You probably got bored as soon as I arrived here." She sighed and tucked her legs in, "You can go ahead and insult me now...Brother already disowned me and hurt me enough, what more harm could you do?"

    "No. I am a traveller, joining a clan vould limit the time I get to spend with Frisk and vould limit my ability to heal my patients. Simply put, I am neutral until you attack me." Chara mused and began to pet the cat, scratching their ears and chin.

    "I am Chara Dreemurr and I have no resume. I do however have lots of experience tending to vounds healing ze ill. Zis medigun is quite simple and takes out most of ze need for da medical degree but I suppose having a PhD in Medical Science from a medical school vill just have to do. As for my origin...I do not like talking about it. Zat place is bad. No one should EVER stumble upon it." Chara stated gravely and went into her contraption for a minute before returning with her PhD in Medical Science, "Zere, now you know zat I am qualified. If you vish to know vere I was before I came here, I vas in BoneClan. Zat place is...less zan enjoyable in my opinion."

    The skies would rumble as the ground shook with each passing footstep, thunder rolling overhead. This would be a dark day for the world as a new threat had arrived. Her footsteps brought fear to a bunch of NPC characters who don't really matter because they were not real! Who could be the threat? Who could be so terrible that they make other's souls be covered in fear...?! It was none other than...a small Fletchling within a cardboard AT-AT costume with Lazer pointers for blasters. Granted, they could work as blasters and they did but the most they would do the same sting a little or make others laugh from how it tickled them. Why the heck would a small bird in an AT-AT costume be here? Why are you asking so many questions? Maybe the bird is here for cuddles and world domination?! Maybe it wants cookies along with it!! Cookies are great for world domination!

    For some reason, the bird had managed to ditch her old costume for a little while as she flew towards the group curiously, granted, for the most part, she didn't speak so when she addressed the group, she did so in sign language, saying, "Howdy! Everyone seems so down in the dumps and I am sorta new here so...what is wrong? Is there a funeral? Maybe someone got hurt?" The fletchling began naming off random disasters that COULD have taken place but past her rambling, she did very much want to cheer everyone up somehow. Sure these beings were strangers but Morra never liked leaving animals to their sad lives wh ebb the occasion came.