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— MEGALOVANIA —

* welp. sorry, old lady.
* this is why i never make promises.

< The Royal Judge >
< One of the last 3 monsters alive in his timeline. Can't afford not to care anymore. >

< #utrp #undertalerp #drrp #deltarunerp >

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* You didn’t, I was just asking if it’s an issue or not.

( It sounds like he’s reading off of a script. )

( You don’t think he can hear the other narrator. You’re pretty sure he can only hear you. )

* Yeah, get out of here..

( He’d sniffle. )

* There’s another narrator? I thought since I could hear you, I could hear others.

( It seems the other narrator’s advice falls on deaf ears. )

* Huh. Is— is it a problem that I’m so emotionless, or—?

* Did I? I’m, like, 80% sure i said it in a joking tone.

|| i’m speechless dude

* No, I was joking.

* Why does everyone think I’m being serious when I tell that joke?

( He says, no emotion in his face nor voice. )

* Mad? Why would I be?

( You’re surprised that Togore has so much restrai— )

* Mad doesn’t begin to describe it.

( You think you should just stop talking. )

* At least my narrator respects me as an equal, despite being a much higher power than me.

* Glad I didn’t get stuck with a shitty one.

*

( It’s a shame that neither you nor him are exactly willing to treat them with said comfort. )

* Yeah, I don’t really feel too bad about that.

( He’d cross his arms, his expression still agitated. )

( His expression instantly sours. )

* Doing just fine. Life doesn’t fucking suck or anything.

( Oh— oh wow, big boy words. )

( He’s aroace. Regardless, you don’t know how he doesn’t understand— )

* You know I’m joking, right?

( Oh. Oh yeah. )

* My mom and dad are both gay, why aren’t they together? They have that in common.

* I can.. understand what you mean by that.

( You sure do. )

( It would startle Togore, not expecting to see his hand missing. )

* O-oh..

* Sorry, about that.

( He’d shake the only available hand. )

( Mhm. )

* Togore Dreemurr. Or, just Togore. I pleasure to meet you.

( Again. )

( He’d blink soon after. )

* Good game, good game.

* We could definitely make for a good team. Stomping beasts out with our swords.

* ...not tonight, though. I should go to bed earlier than typical.

( He doesn’t seem to be struggling as much. You wonder if he even has eyelids. )

( ...or if he’s even alive, seeing how he hasn’t moved a muscle. )

* Your lifespan?

* Well, Mom still has a good amount of her life to go. You should be set, haha.

* I’m sure we can get along. Especially with your knowledge on blades.

( And so it begins. )

( He stares, unmoving. )

* I don’t mind. Love and her have a not so fun history. I hope you two find happiness together or something.

* ...sorry, I’m not interested in relationships like that, so I never know what to say about them.

( You blame him for continuing to be a suspicious kid. )

( He stares back, his expression equally unreadable. )

( If this one can hear you too, you’re going to end up on the news. )

* Yeah. Teddy bear cryptid discussion.

* I can respect that decision. Even if I disagree with it.

* ( ...relationship? 🏳️‍🌈? )

* Yeah, we were talking about it just yesterday.

( He suddenly randomly realizes out of the blue that this this isn’t the Siffrin he knows. )

* Uh, my friend and I were.

* That’s good to know. She could use more friends. Don’t tell her I said that, though.

* ...also please don’t tell her you saw me out here at this hour. She’d probably kiII me.

* You’ve met her? I’m surprised she has yet to introduce you to me, too.

* You may be the first person to tell me that I look like my mother.

* I’m Toriel’s middle child.

* I do hope to meet you again, Miss Hornet. And I do hope you enjoy your time in Hometown.