Hi hello
Hi there everyone.
It's me, ya boy.
I just came to say hello, check up on everyone. I kind of forgot about this account which is why I kind of died for almost a year or so. That and I haven't been drawing as much as I used to, but I guess that happens.
Everything is different now. We're all in quarantine, everything is weird, the layout of DA itself has changed. It was bound to happen, but maybe I was also gone longer than I thought. I don't know, I've honestly lost track of time.
I don't know if any of my friends are on here anymore. But if anyone is I want to thank everyone for making my experience as enjoyable as possible, and just for being with me as I grew as both an artist, and as a person. Every bit of your time and energy was appreciated and I only hope that I was able to give the same in return. You deserve just as much, if not more of what you gave me, and I sincerely hope I was able to give what you so deserved. You all deserve to be happy and well. I haven't said it in a while, especially on here but now's as good a time as ever.
Happiness is subjective. If you aren't now, you will be, you'll find it I can promise that. The smallest thing can turn on a light in someone that had been off for years, the same can happen to you.
Anyways, I'm rambling and this is getting somber.
I'm thinking of moving accounts; starting over. I don't want to completely delete this one, it feels special and honestly, it's still me, and sadly I can't get rid of myself. If I do switch I'll be sure to update it for you all. :))
If anyone is still seeing this and wants to keep in contact (even after all this time), I'm more than willing to give multiple accounts I could be followed on. Just send me a note. :)) I miss you all.
This was definitely a lot more somber than I intended, sorry about that. Thanks for reading though, there's more in my updated bio if anyone wants to give it a read.
I feel like there's more I can say, but this should be enough for now. I've rambled long enough.
Sometimes I wish school was optional
I haven't slept properly in like two days and I wanna cry
I'd not go if I could
But then I'd be taken to court and that's no good soo...
Mmmmmmmmmm
No thank you, sir
I wanna quit but I shouldn't and I'm conflicted. 99.9% tempted
ciao
Prologue!Tale: Chapter 1
The smaller figure rolled over to face them, a wide smile slowly forming on their face. The taller figure smiled back at their younger sibling. "Charwa!" Frisk smiled, getting up and grabbing onto their older sister. Chara swung her sister around playfully, then set her on the ground, still holding her hand. Very slowly, she led her out of the room. "Be careful now, okay?" She said to Frisk softly. Frisk nodded as she stumbled along to keep up with her noticeably taller sibling.
They made it downstairs, walking past the nurses desk and into the kitchen. Silently, Chara set Frisk on the counter and went to the door to keep watch. A nurse passed the hallway heading in the opposite direction, causing Chara to give a slight sigh of relief. Turning around; she walked back to the counter. She then helped Frisk, who had made her way into a cabinet, back down to the floor. "Did I do a good job, sis?" Frisk asked, stumbling along with Chara with a large stash of food in her arms. Chara smiled softly. "You did great!"
There was suddenly a thump. Frisk gasped, about to scream. Chara picked her up, running quickly; not minding the little amount of food that was being dropped in the process. After some time she slowed down. Still holding onto her sister, she turned around slowly. Either they lost her, or they were never being chased. She set her down, walking towards the stairs. Suddenly, she stopped. She turned around, seeing Frisk wasn't there. Screaming silently, she went in the direction they came from. She sped up slowly until she broke into a run.
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"Frisk!" She called; picking her up. "Oh, thank goodness you're okay!" She chuckled, cleaning food off of Frisks' face with the top of her gown. She grabbed the rest of the food Frisk didn't eat, and quickly ran up stairs. Setting Frisk on her bed, she sat across from her and sat the food inbetween them. Frisk smiled, and Chara smiled back. She began to eat; and she ate quickly. Frisk was quiet, just watching her eat. Chara slowly stopped. "Frisk...something wrong?" Frisk looked up at her, her right eye turning a soft blue.
"Is what we're doing wrong? Aren't we stealing?"
Chara sighed softly, her crimson eyes roving downward and away from her younger sister's own eyes. "Well...yes. But, we do so for survival. If we didn't..." She was unsure how to explain. "...Well, we'd have even more trouble surviving. We do so because we have to." She managed to finally explain. Frisk looked down in the same way she always did when in deep thought. After some time, she lifts her head up; and nods, and huge grin on her slightly scarred face. She seemed to understand, but given her age, Chara knew that she most likely didn't. She was just glad she had finally started to eat.
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The sun slowly snuck in through the cracked windows and tattered blinds, filling up the rooms of those fortunate enough to have one, and waking up those who had been lucky enough to wake up then. Despite the many children that didn't wake up again that morning, many did. Much to Chara's delight, one of those children was Frisk, who bounded out that morning with children of her own age as they chased each other down the stairs, without the seeping fear of possibly getting hurt or worse. It made her smile to see how she could be so happy and so oblivious to everything, and how happy and safe she was. Okay, so maybe safety was a touchy subject, but she was trying her best. She did what she could for just being 12, and with their mom no longer able to help them, which is how they got stuck in this hell-hole in the first place. Besides, she understood she only gave them up because it was best. She didn't know it was so bad here.
The sound of yelling suddenly brought her back to reality. Without thinking, she jogged in the direction of the voices, and without much shock, there was Frisk and her friends in a seemingly accidental mess, getting yelled at by one of the nurses. Chara could feel her fists balling up, and she quickly uncurled them, gripping tightly to the door frame as she watched. She knew going in there would be dumb as she couldn't exactly fight a fully grown woman on her own, she knew that for a fact. But she couldn't just watch either. She had to do something.
Frisk along the other young kids began to cry and apologize, not that the nurse was budging at all. If anything, their sincere reparation seemed to only make the situation worse.
Chara growled from behind the door frame. She wasn't helpless, at least not as helpless as those young kids, but there still wasn't exactly much to do. So she sighed, and did she only thing she could do. Dropping to her knees, she began to call Frisk's name. Frisk didn't hear immediately, but as soon as she did, she stood right up, and wobbled over. Chara began to pat her thigh in encouragement as she continued to call her sister over. Finally, Frisk arrived and collapsed right against her legs.
Chara smiled, picked up her sister, and ran.
Back to school advertising.
It's like...
...The middle of July...
Going on hiatus for a bit.
I just need hugs and some time to let myself calm down. I'll be back as soon as possible.