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Callisto was grinning, albeit a bit shakily.
“Thank you so much! It took me almost three weeks to come up with all that.” They took the journal back gratefully, hugging it to their chest. Clearly, it was the child’s most prized possession.
“I don’t meet many scientists either.” They laughed a bit. “On the Surface, there’s a lot of them, but most of them are of a very high status, so... They aren’t exactly people who would give a kid a second glance. Or anyone other than their colleagues, actually.” Callisto was still smiling, but their voice held a slight tinge of disappointment. They rocked back on their heels, looking down at their feet for a moment.
“I’d really like to hear about what actually makes echo flowers tick, though.” When they looked up again, they looked a bit more hopeful. Gaster was much friendlier than any of their heroes from the Surface had been--at least, the few Callisto had the opportunity to meet.
A pair of hands popped into existence, taking ahold of Callisto’s notebook with care. They were similar to the monster’s, only fur-less and with slender, tapering fingers that delicately turned the pages. His own paws were clasped close to his chest. Indifferent to this sudden appearance Gaster scanned over the contents with vivid interest.
“I see. Your theories are impressive - incorrect, but very thoughtful.” He settled down as he continued to read through, attention wholly enveloped by the child’s notes and entries. “You’re very intelligent, Callisto. It’s no wonder you’ve progressed so far through the Underground.”
Once he’d read through a considerable chunk of information Gaster offered their journal back. “It’s absolutely fascinating to read about another’s science! I don’t hear it as much as I’d like since there’s not too many scientists here. Well, none that I meet with often.”
send ❛ it’s all because of you! ❜ to angrily grab my muse by their collar shove them into something
Callisto’s face lit up with a wide grin--a rare occurrence for the quiet child.
“Wow, I--it’s perfect!” They burst out, skittering forwards to hug Toriel tightly. Their socks slid a bit on the wooden floors, but they didn’t fall. In truth, Callisto hadn’t even remembered today was their birthday, and they were all the more touched that Toriel had.
“Vanilla’s my favorite. Thanks, Tori.” It’d been awhile since someone had done something so kind for them. It was not that their foster parents had been terrible... They just didn’t do kind things without reason. But they were good people. hey were good people.
Callisto wrapped their arms right around Toriel, although, being smaller than her prevented their arms from making it all the way around her middle.
Toriel snapped her paw. It didn’t make a proper sound, but it worked for the effect she wanted. The light overhead turned on, and all of her had work over the night was lit up. She picked up the burned-down cake candle beside the food and placed it on top, using the fire magic to light it.
‘Happy birthday, my child!’ the boss monster exclaimed, searching the child’s face. ‘I know it is not much, but it was as good as I could get while you were asleep. I hope you like vanilla?’ Toriel asked, the fire magic in her palm now extinguished. She gestured towards the cake, smiling.
From the kids that had come before Callisto, Toriel knew some of human customs. Like having children blow out candles on their birthday cakes; to be honest, it was a pretty nifty was to celebrate.
your blog is super awesome and so is your oc. i love them so much also youre a nerd <3
Hey guess what I love you (and excuse me….. I think you’re the nerd).
Honestly thank you though it’s really encouraging to hear that because ocs are just…really difficult to sell? And you always have to worry about development and backstory and making sure they’re not sue-ish or too cookie-cutter………..it’s a fine line.
i love this so much hooooly shit
//Look at this cutie~~~! @curiositics Callisto is too adorable, I had to draw them for you <3
//5, 6, 22~
meme; accepting5. What are their chief tension areas?
Tension tends to build in their neck & upper back.
6. If you were to pick one song – and only one song – to describe your character, what would it be and why?
I linked it above but also down here. I think it’s more interesting if I don’t explain, to be honest.
22. Does your character trust people right off the bat or does it take them some time to warm up to someone?
Callisto isn’t very trusting right away, but it really is a case-to-case sort of thing. There may be some people they trust quicker than others. However, it’s much less typical for them to trust someone right off the bat.
i’ve got some great ideas for this blog & i’m very excited
30 Uncommon Character Development Questions ( send me a number )
What position does your character sleep in? ( i.e; stomach, side, back, etc. ) Describe why they do this – optional.
Does your character have any noteworthy features? Freckles? Dimples? A scar somewhere unusual? etc.
Does your character have an accent? What does it sound like?
Do they have any verbal tics? Do they have trouble pronouncing certain words or getting their thoughts across clearly?
What are their chief tension areas?
If you were to pick one song – and only one song – to describe your character, what would it be and why?
How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?
Are they a quick thinker or do they need time to sort through their thoughts?
Does your character dream or are their nights filled with an empty blackness? Describe a dream they’ve had or a night they couldn’t sleep and what they did to preoccupy their time.
If they had a choice, would they prefer a subway or a bus for public transportation?
What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?
Describe 5 unusual characteristics your muse has.
Have they ever been so overwhelmed they had to stop and take a break from something?
Are they a team player or do they prefer to be solo?
Can they multi-task or must they focus on one subject at a time?
What are their best school subjects? What are their worst? List five of each.
Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of people?
Are they a leader, do they prefer to follow, or would they rather just stay on the sidelines altogether?
If your character was suddenly challenged, would they rather run away or stay and fight?
If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?
Your character has been granted 3 wishes; what would they wish for and why?
Does your character trust people right off the bat or does it take them some time to warm up to someone?
Do they prefer romance or affection? What is the quickest way to your character’s heart?
Does your character have any enemies? If so, who and why?
Do they have any weird bedroom habits? Any unusual kinks?
How does your character prepare for bed? Do they sleep at all or can they stay awake for days on end without trouble?
If your character had one thing to say to their parents before they died, what would it be?
Are they afraid of death? Do they have any regrets?
Does your character get restless when things are too quiet or do they favour solitude and silence? Why?
Finally; if your character was forced to eat one thing for the rest of their life, what would they choose and why?
Send “It’s not your fault” for my muse to have a complete mental breakdown in front of yours
//2, 6, 16 (man I want to send so many you don't even know~)
no easy answer; accepting2. You meet a man who has killed someone and done time for it before. Does this factor into how you treat him? Will he ever truly escape that sin?
“Well, if I’m honest, it does. It’d make me feel nervous and threatened, and I’d certainly treat him differently. I don’t think that the majority murderers deserve a second chance, though... It does depend on the situation. I would be a lot less afraid of someone who killed in self-defense, for instance. Maybe I’m answering this wrong, but... I’m being honest.”
6. If you tell the truth, an evil person gets to walk away free. If you lie, you may be able to send them away like they deserve. Is honesty worth more than justice?
“I--uh, I don’t lie to well. I don’t know. I don’t know. How evil are they? If they would hurt anyone if I let them go, or if the evil things they did hurt people, I’d lie. I’d try to lie, probably.”
16. Have you ever contemplated killing someone? Who and why? Would you ever act on it? Are you frightened you might?
“Do we h-have to talk about this?” There’s a long pause.
“I got startled... I was... I was scared. I didn’t have time to contemplate. I just--I...” That wasn’t answering the question.
“I don’t want to hurt anyone. But if I had to, I would. I have. I’m scared I’ll do it again, yes.”
Interview my OC about questions that has no easy answer.
1. Which should be saved – a bus full of innocent lives or a loved one?
2. You meet a man who has killed someone and done time for it before. Does this factor into how you treat him? Will he ever truly escape that sin?
3. If you could jump back through time to save a loved one’s life, would you? Despite what it might to do the timeline? To everyone else? Do you believe it is their fate to die regardless?
4. You have a secret you swore not to reveal. But this secret is the only thing that would prove your innocence in a separate matter. Is it worth risking your own well-being for the secret? Or would you betray the trust given to you?
5. Is it better to hurt others before they hurt you or let yourself be walked all over and hurt by others?
6. If you tell the truth, an evil person gets to walk away free. If you lie, you may be able to send them away like they deserve. Is honesty worth more than justice?
7. You have the key to immortality in your hands. But not for free. If you want it, as a price, your worst enemy also gains immortality. Is it worth it?
8. If you could gain as much money as you want for losing a sense, would you do it?
9. Can people be held accountable for things people close or related to them did or are they innocent?
10. If a lot of people, possibly innocent people, have to die in order to make a real change, is it worth it? Can you live with their deaths even if it helps people in the present?
11. Imagine there is a beast that craves attention. If you ignore it, despite being deadly, it will leave you alone. Could you live like that? Even if it possibly attacked others? Would you try and challenge something that unknown?
12. If someone else stole something and you stole it back is that a good deed, a bad deed or one of equal worth? Are you better than the original thief?
13. Could you sacrifice yourself for the good of everyone else?
14. What of love? Say you discover your lifelong crush on another has finally been reciprocated… but they are currently dating a family member or a dear friend the crush feels responsible to honour. Do you force the break up? Date on the side? Bottle it up forever?
15. Is lying to others to gain their approval more important than being genuine and hated?
16. Have you ever contemplated killing someone? Who and why? Would you ever act on it? Are you frightened you might?
17. Have you ever gotten sheer joy out of hurting someone else, either physically or mentally? To whom and why? Did it scare you?
18. Have you ever done something morally wrong? If it’s morally wrong do you regret it?
19. What is more likely a thought to you – that this world is wrong or that you are wrong?
20. Are there people in this world who, no matter how much time and penitence is given, should never be forgiven?
21. Are there people in this world you simply think the world would be better without? If you could erase them out of existence without physically murdering them, would you?
22. How do you feel about having an intimate relationship with someone you don’t love? What if they love you in return? Does that make you feel guilty?
23. Could you ever become your own hero? Is that a role you can fulfil or is it something you look to others for?
24. How do you feel about tears? Are they cowardly and weak? Do you cry? Would you consider that shameful?
25. What is more important to you? An idea of yours being used and appreciated or the credit for that idea beings yours and yours alone?
26. Is your personal happiness more important than anything else in the world? Than fame? Than the happiness of others?
27. How far would you go to achieve a dream or ideal? Does it matter who suffers? Does it matter if you suffer?
28. How long would you wait for the one you love? A year? Fifteen years? Forever? Could you honestly be loyal to an unfulfilled love?
29. Is genius equal to hard work? Does a genius deserve praise for doing well without effort? Are they above us?
30. Do we live in a world of parallels? Can there be no hope without grief? No happiness without suffering? Or is a utopia possible?
31. What is more important to you? Being respected and praised by your elders or being looked up to and championed by those younger or of the same age?
32. If you could choose to remove certain feelings such as anger, confusion, sadness, would you remove them?
33. If you could wipe certain memories from your head, would you? Why would you? What memories?
34. What path appeals to you more? An exciting dream that leaves you possibly penniless and alone or a drab existence where you have steady success.
35. Is every person in this world wholly unique or can they be categorized? Can they be grouped and mentally dissected? Are you just another sheep in another flock or are you the sole unique soul?
//3 & 11~!
meme; accepting3: If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich?11: If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake?
“That first one’s real easy! I would’ve loved to be an astrophysicist! They study all kinds of amazing things that happen in space, like stellar dynamics, galaxy formation,magnetohydrodynamics, structure of matter in the universe, origin of cosmic rays--” They abruptly cut themself off, as if suddenly realizing something.
“Wow, I got way off, haha. Sorry. Anyways, as for that second one...”
“... I guess mistakes hurt, y’know? I don’t like making them. And sometimes, they make you look really dumb. Besides... Failure isn’t something people like to applaud. I guess... Well... I guess another reason could be that some mistakes are fatal. You can’t learn or come back from those. I mean...”
“I would know that, right?”
character development asks.
1: Which is worse, failing or never trying?
2: Are you doing what you believe in, or are you settling for what you are doing?
3: If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich?
4: Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?
5: If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be?
6: Would you break the law to save a loved one?
7: Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?
8: Do you push the elevator button more than once? Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?
9: Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?
10: If you just won a million dollars, would you quit your job?
11: If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake?
12: What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you?
13: What do you love? Have any of your recent actions openly expressed this love?
14: If you were stranded on a desert island, what three items would you want to have with you?
15: If you had a time machine that would work only once, what point in the future or in history would you visit? Why?
i didnt crop some of them :( thats so sad
i didnt crop any of the ones i made tonight
i guess thats ok :(( i guess i gotta make new ones
Now focused on the echo flowers, Callisto seemed to relax a bit. They wondered what Gaster had been about to suggest, but they were more excited that he wanted to take a look at their journal, and their findings.
“Yeah, of course! I mean, it’s not very organized, but,” They babbled on a bit excitedly as they handed the journal over, scratching the back of their neck.
“I figured there was about three or four ways the magic could be flowing through the flowers, but they’re all mostly... Theoretical. I don’t have anything to test it with, y’know?” Callisto was glad Gaster hadn’t come any closer than he already had. They were still fairly wary of the stranger, and keeping their personal bubble intact was helping to calm their nerves.
Gaster took their words as permission to approach and across the bridge to their side. He didn’t exactly tower of Callisto, nor did hover over their shoulder. Still, he was close enough for the aroma of buttercups and chemicals to waft from his fur.
At just the sight of the journal he clapped his paws together in glee. “My! You must be a very curious child. Perhaps you could…” His brow furrowed. Initial glee wavering he cut himself off before he could finish the suggestion. “Ah, no, perhaps not. You’d be better off as you are now. Studying echo flowers is perfect for a young one such as yourself.”
Again smiling Gaster motioned towards their notebook. “May I see your research?” He requested politely, “I’d love if you’d show me your theories. I understand if you would rather not though, of course.”
color-coded starter call!
want me to write you up a starter? inbox me a color for a specific theme/mood!
red for a violent starter orange for an urgent starter yellow for a scary starter green for a friendly starter blue for an angsty starter purple for a silly starter pink for a romantic starter black for a smutty starter
Callisto had simply been straightening up their room, making sure things were in their proper places, when they caught the scent of Toriel’s baking. Whatever the gentle-hearted boss monster was making… It smelled absolutely delightful. Naturally, Callisto was curious.
Not one to leave much unfinished, though, they quickly straightened their bedcovers–the final touch to make their room utterly spotless–and quietly pushed open their door to go investigate the kitchen. Their socked feet made a soft sound on the floor, hardly noticeable. Callisto was a pretty quite kid, anyway.
They entered the main room just outside of the kitchen, only to find it completely dark, save a bit of fire magic in the palm of Toriel’s paw.
“Toriel? What’s going on?” If they were going to be honest, they were a little nervous. The shadows cast a bit of a menacing look on the monster that’d been their caretaker for the last few weeks.
@curiositics
Toriel let her paws drop. Finally, she was done. Callisto had only mentioned their birthday in passing, but Toriel knoew that children enjoyed ecelbrating something which was truly theirs- a birthday. She had just finished the decorations, and went to go check on the cake she had baked.
Cakes were not Toriel’s speciality. She pulled out a tray with the cake base, and got out the icing that would go on it.
‘Everyone likes vanilla, do that not?’ she asked herself. The spiders had given her this recipe; it was the only recipe they had that wasn’t spider based. Thankfully, no spiders at all were needed for Callisto’s cake. She pulled out a spoon from a drawer and began to put the icing on the cake. Toriel chuckled to herself- she was really ‘caking’ it on.
She finished pretty quickly and slipped the cake onto a large, cracked plate. Carefully, she took it out into the living room, and placed it on the table. She swore she could hear a door creaking, so she quickly extinguished the lights in the room and lit a single, small magic fire above one of her paw-fingers.
i fixed it. the other one had wonky colors and ALSO... it was flipped the wrong way :’)
the other one looked wrong and i couldn’t tell why and now it’s like 1:15 am but this was worth it because this one looked better and also... i saved the layers so i can edit the expression without having to erase other parts of it hah ain’t that smart
look at them
WHEN YOU REALIZE THAT YOUR ART WAS FFLIPPED THE WRONG WAY WHEN U LINED IT AND NOW ITS FUCKED UP AND YOU HAVE TO REDO IT
Callisto /kəˈlɪstoʊ/ is the second-largest moon of Jupiter, after Ganymede. It is the third-largest moon in the Solar System and the largest object in the Solar System not to be properly differentiated.
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.”
A very sad ask meme
🍂- When was the last time you felt any variety of sadness?
🍎- What is the longest you’ve gone without eating?
🎉- When was the last time you went to a party? How was it?
🎹- What are your favourite sad songs?
🚿- What is the longest you’ve gone without showering/bathing?
😁- When is the last time you’ve been with a friend?
🐈- Do you have any pets?
🎭- How do you cope with sadness?
🚲- Have you ever tried to run away?
🏥- Have you/did you harm yourself?
🌃- What was the last time you went out by yourself?
⌛️- What is your biggest concern about time?
💉- How do you think you will die?
🔫- What would be the worst way to die for you?
🚫- What are your biggest fears?
💊- Do you have any illnesses?
♥️- When was the last time you felt loved and appreciated?
😞- Are you still hurt over something/someone?
💥- What do you dislike about yourself the most?
🎯- What’s the worst thing you’ve said to someone?
💔- What’s the worst thing someone has ever said to you?
Callisto had quietly tried to reply several times, but the cheery monster hadn’t seemed to notice. They were quickly becoming overwhelmed, fearful, even, their heart pounded in their chest. He was so interested in their soul, everything about them. They wrung their hands and let out a breathy laugh.
“I didn’t even know what color it was before I fell,” They managed to stutter out finally. “Funny, huh? Everyone down here is so nice, I--” They didn’t know what to say. They didn’t really deserve the kindness. Not when their soul meant... Not when their soul meant so much.
“I’m sad that I have to go. It’s very... Interesting down here. The echo flowers in particular are really amazing! See, I tried,” they bent to pick up their journal, “to study them, to figure out what makes them echo, but... I didn’t really get anywhere with it. There’s just so much to learn down here.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Callisto. You must be far from home, hm?” Gaster chuckled lightly, a sympathetic note in the sound. “I’ve head rumors of a child making their way through Waterfall. A temmie informed me though, so it wasn’t exactly a reliable source. But,” He exclaimed, “it seems they were correct!”
Well and truly the scientist seemed delighted at Callisto’s presence. If they were anxious or anything of the sort he hardly noticed past his genuine intrigue.
“It’s been some time alright since we’ve had a newcomer. The Underground must provide a host of entertainment for a surface dweller such as yourself! Not as much as the surface, surely, but it’s interesting regardless.”
A pang of sorrow, or yearning even crossed Gaster’s glee at the mention of the surface. He soon brightened again, hardly giving Callisto a chance to speak themself.
“And my, your soul! Purple! I’ve never seen that colour before.” The twinkle in his dual black-and-white eyes only gleamed brighter. He marveled at all the quirks he’d noticed right off the bat but remained in place; Gaster had no intention of invading their personal space, no more than he intended to overwhelm them.
Really, he was only succeeding in one of those.