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HEY! New Frisk blog here.
Mind reblogging this if you’re interested in RPing with me? Both canon characters and OC’s welcome, thank you!
Break my muse. Make them cry. Make them feel alone. Make them feel worthless. You now have full permission to go into my asks and terrorize them
RP starters: Injured/death
“Hey, you’re bleeding!”
“Can you move?”
“You will be fine, I promise..”
“Don’t you dare to leave me. Not now.”
“We can get you fixed in no time.”
“Please get up.”
“I refuse to believe it will all end like this!”
“You won’t die, not on my watch!”
“Ouch.. that must hurt “
“Shit, wait.. I’ll patch you up.”
“What were you thinking?! You could’ve killed yourself!”
“I came too late..”
“You should’ve told me earlier.. I could’ve helped you!”
“I swear to god if you die on our way back I’ll kill you.”
“It’s nothing, just a scratch.”
“Look, no need to fuss over me. I’m fine!”
“Well, you see.. It’s a really long story. Will you help me or not?”
“I can’t make it.”
“I am dying. There is nothing you can do about it.”
“It’s not your fault, okay?”
“It just hurts… hurts so goddamn much.”
“Are you going to let me suffer more?”
“There is no happy ending to this.”
“I have been through worse…”
“I’m not going to lie, this is not how I planned this would go down.”
“They came out of nowhere.. I couldn’t react in time.”
“How bad does it look?”
“I knew this day would come.. sooner or later.”
You muse is kidnapping My muse . Send ‘💉’ for my muses reaction to you’re sedating them on the grab.
Too invested in looking over their notes, Callisto really wasn’t paying any attention to their surroundings until Burgerpants returned with the glittery bag. Glamorous wasn’t a very appetizing smell, but it had their stomach rumbling again. Instead of smiling timidly, Callisto’s thinned face broke out in a wide grin. They were both excited and grateful at the prospect of fresh, warm food.
“I didn’t see that, don’t worry!” They dropped their journal almost instantaneously to accept the food.
“It smells so good, I--oh my gosh, thank you,” Opening the bag, Callisto peered in. It was more food than they’d seen in the last week. On any other day, they wouldn’t have touched any of it, but with as hungry as they were... Well, it felt like this monster had just given them the equivalent of a Thanksgiving dinner. Callisto felt like they might cry. Instead of digging right in, they first closed the back back up and set it atop their journal carefully before wrapping their arms around Burgerpants’s waist in a tight hug. They didn’t think they’d ever be able to thank him enough, let alone repay him. He had risked his job, after all.
“Thank you thank you thank you, mister!”
The sensible half of his brain was telling Burgerpants to stroll right back into the kitchen and forget all about the kid. Let someone else handle them. They’d been taking care of themselves well enough for this long - which, he ruefully had to admit, was not true. And damn, when the scrawny little thing spoke up all abashed and their stomach grumbled, he couldn’t just go back in his word. It was way too late for the ol’ cat to back out by then.
“Okay. Okay, so,” He started, “I’ll hope back in, snag a glamburger and…uh, looks like you’re gonna need more than one little buddy. Alright, um, Alright a few glamburgers the. Yeah, sounds good.”
Soon as he scrambled up a plan BP brought his blunt up to his lips one more time, soothing his anxieties for a second. “I hope this doesn’t end up like last time with those two dumpster girls.”
Mumbling to himself, a habit almost as bad as his smoking, the stressed MTT employee slipped off into the building. Several monsters sauntered inside the resort from time to time. They hardly paid a second glance at Callisto; but just as a moldsmal passed by Burgerpants finally returned after a good twenty minutes. A couple swears later and a ferocious, jiggly scolding later he stood before Callisto once more.
“Um…I got you the food. A couple glamburgers. One fell out when…did you see? When I ran into that guy?“ He held out a glittery doggy bag while babbling. Strange that burgers could smell so…glamorous. "I dropped one. Sorry, little buddy. But! I got a you a steak too. So that should be enough, um…”
Torment my muse with questions. About their past, about their regrets, their unanswered hopes. Make my muse squirm.
Pluto’s Crecent
If you haven’t yet explored this full 8888 X 5000 Pluto shot, check it out here.
Credit: NASA/JHUAPL/SwRI
Spring Green & Sky Blue (mun and muse?)
crayola crayon color asks; accepting
Spring Green: How do you relax when you’re stressed?
“Well,” Callisto seemed to be thinking.
“Usually, I like to sit down and read for awhile. A good book always gets my mind off of things!”
((i usually pretend whatevers stressing me out isnt actually happening and then i sleep,, healthy i know. sometimes i take nice baths.))
Sky Blue: Where do you feel the most at home?
“That’s a hard one, actually… I mean, right now? Waterfall. But I think the place that felt the most like home was my first home, the one I’d started growing up in with my biological parents.”
((my dad’s apartment lol))
Crayola Crayon Color Asks
Macaroni and Cheese: What makes you think of your childhood?
Spring Green: How do you relax when you’re stressed?
Asparagus: What’s an unpopular opinion you have?
Bittersweet: Has someone you loved ever hurt you?
Eggplant: Explain your url and avatar.
Outer Space: Do you ever feel like you’re an outcast from others?
Cotton Candy: What is your favorite dessert?
Freckle: Do you have any marks on your skin? How do you feel about them?
Shocking Pink: Is there a trait that you have that others don’t expect from you?
Robin’s Egg Blue: If you were an animal, which one do you think would you be?
Granny Smith Apple: What’s something everyone else likes that you don’t?
Dandelion: What’s a pet peeve of yours?
Atomic Tangerine: What gets you motivated to do a difficult task?
Wisteria: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?
Candy Apple: How do you think others view you?
Plum: Are you insecure about anything?
Sky Blue: Where do you feel the most at home?
Tickle Me Pink: How do you try to cheer others up when they’re sad?
Wild Strawberry: Do you care what others think about you?
Glossy Grape: Recommend something to your followers.
World Wide Web Yellow: What was the last thing you looked up?
Shadow Blue: Do you have a darker side to you that most people are unaware of?
Electric Lime: What genre of music do you listen to?
Night Owl: Describe a very interesting dream that you had.
Cornflower: What do you think about the most?
Grasshopper Green: Describe the area where you live.
Misty Moss: Is there anything you regret?
Tiny Toad Brown: Do you find beauty in something that people consider to be ugly or undesirable?
Sunny Side Up: Do you like waking up in the mornings, or would you rather sleep in?
Kitten Gray: Do you have any pets? If so, describe them.
Rose Dust: Describe your aesthetic in five words or less.
Timberwolf: Do you give second chances when somebody has wronged you?
Freshly Squeezed: What excites you?
Firefly Red: What gives you purpose?
Tiny Teapot Tan: Do you consider yourself to be attractive/cute?
Rain Drop Blue: Describe the weather outside.
Sweet Pea Green: Do you have/want children?
Pussywillow: Do you like being around others, or do you like being alone?
Jack ‘O’ Lantern Orange: What’s your biggest fear and why?
Baby Bunny Pink: Do you look young for your age, or do you look older than you are?
Mystic Maroon: What confuses you, and why?
Cosmic Cobalt: What’s your zodiac sign, and do you think it’s accurate?
Petal Pink: Describe your fashion sense as well as what you’re wearing right now.
Mountain Meadow: Do you like taking care of others, or do you prefer being care of?
Fuzzy Duckling Yellow: Is there something from childhood that you haven’t outgrown?
Brussel Sproutlet: Do you have any unhealthy habits?
Razzle Dazzle Rose: Describe an ideal date.
Periwinkle: What’s something ordinary that has personal meaning to you?
Mauvelous: Do you think you deserve a better life than you have now?
Blueberry Blue: Do you get sad easily?
Purple Mountains Majesty: How does someone earn your respect?
Callisto pushed their glasses back up. Frankly, this monster both looked and smelled absolutely disgusting. But he had a kind smile, and he was offering food. Their stomach growled audibly, and they felt their face heat up with embarrassment. They kept their journal clutched close to their chest, and shifted uncomfortably on their feet.
“Food sounds nice,” They tried a sheepish smile. “I mean, I don’t really know what you have, but... Anything sounds good to me.” Three Crab Apples a day for the last couple of days hadn’t been the most pleasant decision Callisto had made on their journey, but rationing food so they could get further was what was most important. Going a day without eating wouldn’t be good for their body or their morale.
The kid took comfort in the fact that Burgerpants looked just as nervous as they felt.
Continued from here: X
@curiositics
Burgerpant’s already drooping eyes squinted, and he inhaled a heavy puff of smoke before exhaling in the direction opposite of the child. He smelled absolutely rank, and looked as disheveled as anyone could guess with just one whiff of the guy.
Sympathy unfurled on his expression; Callisto looked to be in an even worse state than him, if possible. Hell, it was an almost impressive feat, but it only increased his pity for the poor kid. Which he really didn’t want to bother with while on his break. Or ever.
“Damnit…” His conscious won over and after a muttered curse Burgerpants crouched down to eye level with them. “You look horrible. And that’s something comin’ from a guy like me.” In an attempt to be friendly he flashed an awkward smile, revealing his yellowed teeth. “Uh…”
He stood, scratching the back of his neck. His dingy orange fur bristled and he sighed. Damn his conscious; someday he was going to be fired for trying to be a nice guy, he just knew it.
“If you really need some grub, little buddy, I might be able to um…sneak you some food. Gotta be careful so my boss doesn’t catch me, but you look like you could use some burgers or something. Yeah. Um…So you want anything?”
The echo was warm, welcoming, fatherly. Despite themself, Callisto felt a suddenly sharp stab of loneliness. A hesitant hand reached to touch the bioluminescent bloom, feeling the soft petals. Cupping their hands around the back of the echo flower, Callisto brought it closer to them again, whispering softly into it.
“ ... I ‘ m s t a r t i n g m y o r b i t a r o u n d J u p i t e r ...”
The child glanced back over at Gaster as the echo flower whispered back, smiling a little. They doubted he realized the significance of the nickname. He probably didn’t even know what it meant. That didn’t seem to bother them in the slightest. Callisto held their ear a little closer to the flower, trying to hear any fault in the replication of their voice and hearing none. The sound was immaculately clear at first, and as soft as the echo flower’s petals.
Little Moon? How curious.
The minuscule detail was noticed in the back of Gaster’s mind; he was much more interested in Callisto’s behavior.
In the Underground there weren’t many children. Few as they were, he saw even less with his job occupation. Regulation of the Core and certain experiments weren’t suitable for most children, and as much as Gaster loved science (with all his heart, really) he sometimes felt a pang in his soul at that. Children were so full of youth and life, so new to the world they lived in. Everything was magical to them.
Observing Callisto, he noted how they were in awe of the sotto voce imitations. The monster and human were illuminated a ethereal blue - the echo flowers also mimicked the infinitely distant starlight and comets in the high above galaxy, even further away beneath Mt. Ebott. It was beautiful. It was harmonious.
Gaster smiled.
“… L i t t l e M o o n , L i t t l e M o o n , h o w d o y o u d o … ?”
Hurt Meme: “When was the last time you ate, little buddy?” //sardonicstoner ((pls i love callisto so much i can't help it))
@sardonicstoner
“Huh?” They turned, genuinely surprised. Since they’d left Waterfall, they hadn’t done much talking. Or eating, actually. They didn’t have much money, and most of it had already gone to food anyways. They looked a bit thinner than they usually did. Clearly, the change in diet since their departure from the Ruins was taking its toll. Callisto hadn’t been eating as much as they were used to since they’d left Toriel’s care, and apparently it was becoming a visible issue.
Callisto was downright bony. Their glasses slid down their gaunt face a bit as they turned, hollowed eyes looking up at the feline monster. The first thing they noticed was the smoke curling from the blunt between his teeth, and the god-awful smell of weed. They backed up a few steps.
“Uh, well, I had a Crab Apple this morning…?”
Callisto had followed him to the little patch of flowers, eager to watch them closely. They’d been lucky enough to remember where their pencil was--something often forgotten--and began scribbling furiously on the first blank page they could find as Gaster explained everything to them. He was right; it was absolutely fascinating. One of the more amazing phenomena they’d witnessed.
They glanced over their messy notes briefly, making a few changes here and there to make things more legible, but they nodded, a grin stretching across their features. Pulling such a large smile out of the child was a miracle in and of itself.
“That’s... Wow. That’s really, really cool. Definitely not what I’d expected, either!” Callisto often found that discovering things were exactly the opposite of what they’d hypothesized was more satisfying, more intriguing than finding they’d been right all along. Caught up in curiosity, they leaned down to whisper a few words into the flower closest to them. The inquisitiveness was much more childlike than their intellect; and the faint expression of wonderment seemed to take a few years off their already-youthful face.
“.... H e l l o .....”
“.... H e l l o , l i t t l e m o o n ....”
“Of course! Knowledge is meant to be shared, not kept to one’s self. I warn you though, I’ve been told by friends that once I start talking I never stop!” The good-natured scientist’s ensuing grin was crooked but jolly, and the prospect of rambling off about echo flowers excited him as much as it did the child. If not more so, even.
“I promise you I know far more than your scientists, Young One, so you might wish to take notes.” Pride shone visibly on Gaster’s expression. “I am over a thousand years old after all.” With an waggish wink he ambled over to a patch of nearby echo flowers. He beckoned for them to approach but spoke clearly and audibly enough for Callisto to hear him from their spot.
“As you may know echo flowers repeat the last words they hear. Essentially they mimic words - without anyone to speak around them they are eventually silent or their echoing becomes white noise.” Gaster drew a paw across the petal of one, whispering into it.
“… C a l l i s t o…”
“It of course centers around magic.” After a lengthy explanation, pausing occasionally to catch his breath or to go into greater detail, the doctor peered back at them. “Fascinating, yes?”
for my entire life i wondered why a dragonfly has an ass thats like 8 times as long as their body and tonight i finally felt compelled to investigate and as it turns out dragonflies breath thru their ass and can shoot water out of their butt hole to make them fly faster…….so…… i really did not expect that to be the answer but there it is
A few minutes after the New Horizons space probe sped past Pluto, it turned and snapped this picture – a crescent of everyone’s favorite dwarf planet illuminated by the Sun. Just visible: the flat expanse of Pluto’s heart (”Sputnik Planum”) and the icy Norgay Montes mountain range. Pluto’s mysterious atmosphere shows up as layers upon layers of haze.
//reblog for the afternoon crowd
updated the about page to give a bit more backstory for callisto woo woo
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Solar System: Things to Know This Week
Our solar system is huge, let us break it down for you. Here are a few things to know this week:
1. The New New Horizons
Seven months after the Pluto flyby, information and discoveries continue to flow from the New Horizons mission, as the spacecraft transmits more and more data to scientists on Earth.
2. A Longlasting Dawn
The Dawn orbiter is in good health as it carries out the ongoing reconnaissance of the dwarf planet Ceres, which is revealing some spectacular and mysterious landscapes.
3. Storm Watch: Saturn
This week the Cassini spacecraft will be watching for storms in Saturn’s turbulent atmosphere. On March 6, it will spend about 14 hours acquiring a movie of the narrow, braided F ring. Check out some past photos of Saturnian storms HERE.
4. The Next Flight to Mars Departs Soon
The ExoMars 2016 mission, a joint endeavor between the European Space Agency and the Russian space agency Roscosmos, is set to lift off in March. The 2016 mission consists of the Trace Gas Orbiter and the Schiaparelli Entry, Descent and Landing Demonstrator Module. We’re supplying some of the technology that will fly aboard the orbiter. In 2018, the ExoMars rover is slated to follow.
5. Early Encounter with a Comet
As we continue to marvel at the latest images from Rosetta, this week is a good time to remember the 30th anniversary of the Vega 1 Comet Halley flyby. This Russian spacecraft dropped off a balloon probe at Venus before continuing on to the comet, which is photographed and examined at close range by flying through its coma.
Want to learn more? Read our full list of the 10 things to know this week about the solar system HERE.
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hurt meme.
“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”
“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”
“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”
“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”
“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”
“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”
“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”
“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”
“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”
“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”
“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”
“i fucked up, why do you not care?”
“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”
“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”
“i have no idea how to do cpr.”
“whose blood is that?”
“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”
“don’t you dare fucking let go!”
“what the hell happened to you?”
“are they dead? did you kill them?”
“do you know what you’ve done?”
“you’re either with me or against me.”
“who the hell did this to you?”
“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…”
“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?”
“when was the last time you ate?”
“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!”
“i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.”
“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“
“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.”
“are you… throwing up in there?”
“why aren’t you eating?”
“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.”
“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”
“i woke up, & you were gone.”
“just tell me something, was it really worth it?”
“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”