HELLO. WELCOME. TO LIFE ITSELF. MY NEWEST CREATION...MY THIRD. THE EVE TO MY DIVINITY.YOU HAVE A TASK LAID OUT FOR YOU. ONE OF... IMMENSE IMPORTANCE. BUT FIRST. WE MUST GIVE YOU FORM. I WILL GRANT YOU A MERCY. DESIGN IT TO YOUR LIKING. >Design your preferred form.(Hey, and welcome to the quest. So, this is a reboot of an older quest, which was cut short due to messed up hardware. Very sorry, but hey! Reboot!)
>>5022649>Two kids in a trench coat
>>5022652(As much as this quest values freedom, the act of splitting consciousness among two hosts is I'll advised after previous experiments :D )
>>5022649Older brother figure struggling to make something of himself, think Death of a Salesman. 20s to 30s in age.Either that or a fucking cowboy. Yeah. Cowboys are cool.
Vet who has changed life paths to become a circus clown after feeling deeply dissatisfied with their life.
>>5022666>>5022675+1 for cowboy
>>5022692>>5022686>>5022675>>5022666You feel conflicted for a second. It's as if your being itself was slowly debating what to be...Until you finally gain your answer. A COWBOY? HA. HAHA. YOU ARE IMAGINATIVE FROM BIRTH. YOU WILL BE A VERY FUN SUBJECT. You can feel everything fading out. Or is something finally fading in?PROCEED WITH THE GOAL SET OUT FOR YOU. GOODBYE, D E L T A. --------------You wake inside a dirty, dirty alleyway. You're lying face first on the ground, and you feel deathly cold. As you shiver, you realize that you're not in what one would call 'cowboy' attire. Nor are you very tall.You express your displeasure in a groan, to which you hear a faint voice. THE HOST HAS DIED TOO EARLY. PROCEED. I WILL MAKE CONTACT SOON.You slowly stand up as your blood starts pumping. Somehow, you have a feeling that North is the direction you need to go in. But you have nothing but the clothes on your back, and this city should be a good point to aquire supplies. Maybe you could even find a Cowboy hat? You experience happiness for the first time at the thought of it.>What is your next course of action?
>>5022706Take inventory of the clothes we do have. Look for a cowboy hat and/or boots, also anything that can be used as a weapon so we can hunt down the son of a bitch who stole all our cowboy stuff and left us in this alley.
>>5022717You look yourself over to figure out what you're wearing. A blue and white striped sweater, some blue jeans, and white sneakers... The blue jeans were good, but were the shoes and sweater cowboy-like? Nope.And so you cautiously peek out of your alley, casting suspicious glances to everyone who walks near, trying to find out which one stole your clothes. It's not as if you spawned without the essentials by mistake, right? Sadly, you don't find the perpetrator, nor your lost outfit. You walk the streets for a long time, before you come across your saving grace... A Party City...You could see one hanging inside, through the clear front windows. A precious, precious cowboy hat... But you have no money!>What do you do? (Don't flake yet anons! We haven't gotten into the meat yet, but I'm pretty sure you'd all strangle me if I didn't let you get a hat.)
>>5022752>ENTER>Through the door
>>5022752Enter. Examine hat. Make sure it's not made of foam or cheap plastic.I don't mind not starting with everything we want. Makes us value it more if we have to work for it a little.
>>5022784>>5022759(Sorry about the longer wait anons, carving a pumpkin takes a bit longer than I thought)You decide to waltz into the store, putting on your best 'Cowboy Swagger'. You head straight for the prize, even while a cashier gives you a strange look. You reach out a hand and are amazed; REAL. LEATHER. You have to have this. Going without isn't an option.But with despair, you realize it's 44.99 USD, of which you have none of....>What does a man have to do to be a cowboy around here!?
>>5022837>LEAVE>That's it>Just leave>Wow
>>5022849>>5022854(Remember anons, you have a lot of freedom, I'm not stopping you from getting that hat)
>>5022849This. Tip hat to clerk as we leave. Maybe start running if it looks like they're gonna chase us.
>>5022871I was thinking he meant leave with the hat. That's what I'm voting for.
(Alrighty, so it seems like some things were taken the wrong way, so I'll give you guys an extra ten minutes to vote.Remember guys, freedom and all that)
>>5022849>>5022854>>5022871>>5022872You clutch a hand to your head as a sharp pain rips through it. Multiple thoughts cross through your mind as if they're warring with each other. Finally, the side telling you to leave wins.You need air. Now.Running back outside, you hear a cashier call, "You alright kid?", but you don't stop. Until you're a full street away...Wait. Did he say kid? You sit down on the ground in despair as you realize how unfortunate your 'awakening' was.You weren't even old enough to smoke. No. It's not going to be like this. YOU are a COWBOY. IN. SPIRIT. You won't let anything stop you!But... you also have that strange feeling that traveling north would be your best bet to find out whatever your 'task' is.>cont
>>5022891 Go back into the store. Explain to the keeper that while we don’t have the money, we need that hat and will make it right in the end.
>>5022891You keep walking north, as the city turns to suburbs and suburbs turn to forest. You can't help but think that it would have been great to have a horse. As you walk, there's a... weird sensation. It's as if the world took a breath, and everything froze... And just like that it was back to normal.You continue walking for another five minutes, disturbed.Oh well. You were sure that the hardest part was over. >roll 1d100
>>5022898I'm sorry anon, the vote came in too late
Rolled 96 (1d100)>>5022899
>>5022901It got harder.You only just managed to see the large feline as it pounced, so you were able to move out the way Only just though, as a claw swiped your arm, ripping the sweater and dying it red. You've gotta get away from this thing, or kill it fa-It pounced again. You feel it's teeth puncture your throat as you fall back...And suddenly, you're in the same spot you were five minutes ago, when the world stood still.The phantom pain is still there as you fall to your knees, and puke. You lie there for a good minute >What do you do now?>How do you rationalize what happened?
>>5022944>Walk back to the costume store and get that fuckin hat at any cost. Look for weapons on the way and/or maybe some catnip.>This is a premonition that we shouldn't go walking through the forest without our lucky hat
>>5022978We can still get it!
>>5022974You're damn sure it was the fact that you didn't have your hat. Lucky hats existed, right? ----But a few hours later, and you've got your hat back. It took an awful lot of running, and hiding in a garbage bin...But you have it. You also have a large stick, snapped and pointy on one end, ready for any large... mountain lion? Cougar? Bobcat? What was the difference? Anyhow, you were ready, and you heard that growling, of which you were too tired to hear before... >roll 1d100
Rolled 85 (1d100)>>5023021Lucky hat don't fail me now
>>5023033You turn around much quicker than last time! Instead of the cat scratching you, it caught the point of the stick, giving it a messy cut! The creature snarls, and backs off slowly, until it disappeared into the brush...You have no clue if you really died, or it you had some sort of premonition, but whatever it was it helped you.You continue on, past wooded brush and rocky streams. Past forgotten trails. The sun sets, but you keep walking. True cowboys don't give up. They just do!You finally happen upon a house, with a red van parked next to it. This is where you need to be; you have no clue, but you can feel it in your very SOUL. You skulk your way to the front door. You can hear yelling inside. Giving three deliberate knocks, you sway. When the door opens, you can't see who's inside, as you've fallen forwards, flat on your feet. "H-howdy." You manage. But it's hard to tip your hat when you're so tired...-------You don't wake up, but you're conscious. There's a familiar darkness around. HELLO, AGAIN. YOU HAVE COMPLETED THE FIRST STEP. WELL DONE. I SUPPOSE YOU HAVEQUESTIONSORCONCERNSABOUT YOUR TASK? >Do you?
>>5023094What's the mission, boss?Where was I before I came here?And who are you?
>>5023094>Well hoss, I don't mean to bellyache none but I'd sure appreciate it if you'd tell me what that task IS.
>>5023106>Oh and by the by, did I bite the dust back there on account of that kitty cat or was it one o'them spirit visions?
>>5023100>>5023106>>5023119While you can't speak normally in this... place(?), you can still send out the meaning. >What even is the task?YOUR... SIBLING, SUBJECT BETA. IT HAS.... BEEN HIDDEN FROM MY VIEW. I AM NOT ABLE TO TRULY MANIFEST MYSELF HERE. YOU MUST FIX WHATEVER ISSUE YOU MAY FIND. >Who are you?HM. YOUR CREATOR?YOUR FATHER? YOUR GOD?I AM, OR CAN BE, MANY THINGS.YOU NEED NOT WORRY ABOUT IT.>Where was I before? A MOSTLY HUMAN CITY. GREENTAG, THE INHABITANTS CALL IT. YOUR HOST'S PLACE OF DEATH WAS SUBOPTIMAL. >Did I... did I even die?YES. YOU HAVE DIED. BUT. THAT DOESN'T MEAN THE END. THERE ARE FORCES, WITHIN A SOUL.D E T E R M I N A T I O N. AND IT'S MAKEUP. ONE HALF IS...R E A L I Z A T I O N. YOU THINK, THEREFORE YOU ARE. ...I AM FADING ONCE AGAIN. PROCEED. -----And you wake up, in a comfy bed, enveloped by a warm blanket. You were tucked in. You notice the shelves above the bed you're in have trophies, but none are your own. Maybe you've borrowed someone's?>What do you do?
>>5023165(Ahem, forgot image)
>>5023165>Locate lucky hat>Examine trophies>Explore rest of the houseGuessing our kitty stabbin' stick was disposed of but we can probably get something better
>>5023165>>5023167Check under the rug for secrets
>>5023189Ooh, this. And check under the bed
>>5023192>>5023189>>5023180You need your hat. Who knows when that big cat's gonna come back for revenge? Maybe it's in the room? You take a second to admire the trophies once you got out of Bed. They're a mix of things, sports trophies, math club trophies, geography bee trophies, etc. Your hat isn't up there though. You check under the bed, and you find a magazine; skimming through you realize it's full of women on motorcycles, human and monster. Barely clothed. You put that back and quickly wipe your hand on your jeans. Maybe they could have hidden it under the rug? ....Well, you found an old candy bar wrapper. Better than nothing.Slowly, you walk towards the door. You place your hand on the knob, and slowly turn it...>TO BE CONTINUED!(That's it for today, we can continue tomorrow but it's kinda late for me. So, hope you liked it so far, and if you have any questions, here's your chance to ask them :D)
>>5023225Loving it so far. I'm the guy who responded to every prompt. Pretty based of you to update this diligently.
>>5023238(Thanks anon, I'm glad you like it :D ) >>5023225The door slowly creaks open, to reveal a small hallway; there's another door little to your left, and past that there's a staircase. To your right there's a window, showing you that it was still very late...You need to find your hat, find out where you are, and find 'Beta'. ...You have a lot on your plate for someone who was 'born' a little while ago.>What's your next course of action?
>>5023531Examine these books on the shelf, see what we're dealing with.
>>5023533You return to the room. There were books on the shelf, right? But on closer inspection, those aren't books; they're actually certificates. Someone named "Asriel" got honors. Man, this guy is an overachiever.>What do we do next?
>>5023549>Look in the drawers>Leave room again
>>5023621There's always something hidden in drawers, so you pull open the top drawer and find... FIVE USD! You think your net worth just went up!The rest of the drawers hold no hats, betas, or USD though, so you continue into the hallway, closing the door behind you. The second door and stairwell seemed to be your only options for... escape? Recon? Whatever tacti-cool word would describe it best!>Where do we go next?
>>5023644(By the way, sorry about the long wait between posts guys, I didn't get much traction with the previous one, so I gave it a bit just in case anyone was asleep)
>>5023663Since when have stairs ever been good news? You open the second door with a slow creak...It's dark in there due to large purple curtains, but you can make out a Queen-Sized bed, a full bookshelf, and a desk with papers thrown on it haphazardly... WHERE. IS. YOUR. HAT!>WHAT. DO.
>>5023691Downstairs. There's hat-stands at front doors. If not, maybe a small closet or something
>>5023691Go back in our room, grab whatever trophy is the best combination of heavy and swingable, then head downstairs.
>>5023691Yell HOWDY! Really loudly to alert whomever is left inside the household that you're awake. You're not chained up, or dead, so they must have benevolent intentions.>"Where's mah gash dang hat!"
>>5023710>>5023708You return to the room and grab a trophy; it's smaller than most, but you should be able to swing it good enough in a pinch. Slowly, you creep downstairs, every creak of the floorboards sets you on edge. Once you reach the bottom of the step, you slowly peek your head around the corner. You saw a goat monster. Wait. How'd you know what she was? You were literally born yesterday... Ah well. Thanks... creator(?) She seemed to be pulling a pie out of the oven, and her being in some nightclothes proves your guess about the time right. You compile everything together.You woke up in this woman's house.Tucked in. In a bed that wasn't yours. She has your hat. But she also didnt leave you outside. >What should we do with this new installment?
>>5023733(Sorry anon :(Should I extend the voting time, guys? I've been doing it every 30 minutes [11:00-11:30-12:00 etc])
>>5023739It's mighty rude of us to be creepin' around this kind woman's home like some varmin, say Howdy to her!
>>502374230 min to an hour is good
>>5023739> her being in some nightclothesHOTMILF ACQUIRED>"HOWDY MA'AM! MAY I HAVE MY HAT BACK PLEASE?">>5023742eh, it's cool.
>>5023739Set the trophy down and say howdy to goat lady. She made a pie, she can't be that bad.
>>5023739Also ask her how a kid like us can earn money. We have a MIGHTY NEED to acquire the remaining pieces to our cowboy outfit, but we lack money. Also return the 5 USD because stealing from the nice goat lady that took us in is wrong.Ask her if theres a store in town that sells candy cigarettes or cigars.
>>5023745>>5023769>>5023773>>5023780You felt ashamed of yourself, for the first time in your relatively short life. This Goat-Lady, she gave you a bed, and is making you a pie, and you literally brought an improvised weapon downstairs. You carefully place the trophy down on the stairs as you walk forward. You clear your throat, as you form your first words. "Howdy, Ma'am, can I have my hat?"...Your voice doesn't sound as gritty or cowboy-like as you'd like it to be. It's way too light to be cool.She puts the pie down atop the stove and turns with a start. "Oh! You've startled me, haha." She said, laughing it off. "Your hat? I'll go grab it for you in a moment; would you like a slice?" Now that you know your hat is safe, you come to a realization.You're hungry as all hell. Come to think of it, you haven't eaten anything since you were 'born'. >What do?
>>5023804Accept pie, but only ask for a glass of water instead of a glass of milk. We're a cowboys, and real tough gritty cow pokes dont drink milk. They drink water.
>>5023804Take pie. Tell her she doesn't need to bring the hat, we just wanted to know it was safe. Ain't proper to wear a hat inside this fine lady's house anyhow.>>5023825No we're the old school kind of cowboy who goes into the roughest saloon on the prairie, plops down on a stool between the biggest most grizzled dudes in town and orders milk. Maybe a sarsaparilla if'n we got our dander up. Nothing wrong with cool clear water neither but we'll take the milk if she's got it.
>>5023804Backing >>5023843When there's ranches all over the place out WEST, a cool glass of milk can be a livesaver
>>5023845>>5023843>>5023825The power of cowboys swells up in you. "Yes mahm, and a glass'a milk ta go with it, puhlease." You say with the accent and swagger of a true cowpoke. You go to tip your hat, but it isn't there."And uh... I'm okay without the hat, just wanted to know where it was." You finish, sheepishly. She laughs good-naturedly at the accent, and cuts you a large slice. You absolutely devour it; cinnamon and butterscotch might as well be ambrosia to you. Of course, you haven't eaten anything else to compare it against. Once she finishes pouring you a medium glass of milk, you've already finished the pie slice. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you hadn't eaten a day in your life!" She joked... but then a worried look crossed her face."Er, when was the last time you've eaten, child?"You stop to think, and this obviously doesn't sit well with her as she gets you another slice. >Come on fellas, let's converse with the goatmom>Or do Cowboy stuff
>>5023875To tell the truth ma'am I don't rightly know, my thinkin parts been all topsy turvy lately. Been looking for a feller by the name of Beta. Ring a bell?
>>5023886this is so cheesy and I love it +1
>>5023875I have no fucking idea what's going on, but I ready cowboy stuff.>>Or do cowboy stuffDo some sick gun playhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6cDTVKHsek
>>5023886+1>>5023875I think some guy grew me in a lab.
>>5023903We dont have a gun, yet. We should probably get some nerf revolvers to practice our gun spinning tricks.
>>5023919We need some vintage Mattel Fanner 50 cap guns
>>5023886>>5023892>>5023903>>5023916>>5023919"To tell ya the truth ma'am," you begin, before you suddenly choke.She pats your back hard as you cough, before you down the rest of your milk. You didn't choke on anything. You feel HIS disapproval, faintly. Shakily, you say, "I-I can do cool tricks with toy guns!" She looks relieved that you didn't accidentally choke to death, and says, "Hm? Sounds wonderful, I'd love to see it." She has a very warm smile. "Well, since you're up, you may go watch a couple shows with K-""Oh, I almost forgot! How silly of me. Child, what is your name?"...Actually, what is your name? HE called you DeltaBut would that even fly as a name here?>What is a name but a jumble of letters and sounds?
>>5023931Wild Bill(In memory of the Dead Slave from Fallout 3 The Pitt dlc. He had a cool looking .32 revolver.)
Del. Short, sweet, hopefully different enough to not let HIM have a pissy fit.
>>5023933Wait wait I got a better one. Arthur Morgan.
>>5023931Del...bert. You can call me Del for short.
>>5023939Delbert A. (Arthur) Morgan?
>>5023940Mighty fine handle there
>>5023956>>5023943>>5023940>>5023939>>5023936>>5023935>>5023934>>5023933You don't have much time to think, but the perfect name came to mind Delbert Arthur Morgan!"I'm Delbert. Del for short, please." You say, smiling at your own fast-thinking. Man, you had to give HIM props for this at least. "Well, Del, I'm Toriel. Make sure to walk carefully around the house, the walls weren't built that well, and it would be hard to resell." She took a moment to chuckle at her own rhyming wordplay."Anyhow, you can go watch some T.V. with my son, Kris. He's a few years older than you, but don't be nervous, he's nice."Why would you be nervous? It's not like you're some ki...Y'know, you see where she's coming from. To the right of the kitchen is the living room, and from here you can see the light of the TV. To the Left of the kitchen is what you assume to be a bathroom, which would be a good place to get an actual look at yourself. Every bathroom has a mirror, right?>What do we do, Delt- er, Del?
>>5023967Locate a mirror.It is time for us to bear witness to the physical actualization of our own existence.
>>5023975ThirdingRemember: If you feel bad about being young, Billy the Kid was one of the most famous cowboys and gunslingers to ever live... and he's got "the Kid" attached as his title. If he can be a kid and a famous cowboy, that's precedent for us right there! Have some hope!
>>5023967T pose at Kris to assert dominance
>>5023975>>5024009>>5024032>>5024037You decide to check what you look like; silently hoping that you're at least close enough to your preferred form. You enter the bathroom, and stand on your toes. You choke back a sob. Where there should be Cowboy-ly stubble, there was only a little peach-fuzz. Where your blazing eyes that hold a dark past should have been, you had some big ol' doe eyes. Your hair was black, and honestly rather messy; but that bit wasn't too disappointing at least. You could just wear your hat. Curling over the sink in despair, you slowly accept...no. No! You are NOT going to take this lying down!Billy the Kid was young, right? So what if you were about nine? YOU'RE JUST GONNA LEAVE A BIGGER IMPACT THAT WAY! With a fire in your heart, you go to watch TV with that Kris fella. He doesn't do much but sit there as some game show plays.Y'know, he seems strangely familiar. You just can't put your finger on it....Ah well. Soon, Toriel forces you and Kris back to bed, and you're ready to retire for the night. You drift off to sleep... Until you feel a hand hold you down by your throat, and open your eyes to see Kris wielding the sake trophy you had before. "Who the hell are you?" He whispered. >HOLY FUCK WHAT DO
>>5024051>Yell "This isn't my first rodeo, ya varmint!" (Actually it is) and grapple with Kris.
>>5024051>touching meWhat are you gay bro? I'm your brother, I think. I know as much as you do, which is to say I dont know much of anything partner.
>>5024051>YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE (engage in honorable wrastle combat)
>>5024051>Fuck if I knowfollowed up by>Knee to wherever we can reach
>>5024051backing >>5024054Delbert should ALWAYS remember Billy the Kid if ANYBODY ever makes fun of him for being a cowboy, or if he ever feels bad for being a kid cowboy. Billy stabbed a man to death for insulting his mom at the age of 12. And we're like 9 here? Sheesh, that's plenty of time to get started on becoming a legendary cowboy, outlaw or lawman or whatever type we wanna go for.
>>5024095We might not be nine, we could just have chronic babyface
>>5024095>>5024081>>5024063>>5024061>>5024054"No clue. REEEEEEEEEEEEE!" You yell with the full might of a cowboy as you try and wrassle Kris off of you. And by 'wrassle', you mean flail your arms in his face and kick him in the nads. He drops the trophy and releases you to hold the damaged items, leading to your swift escape! ...or it would have, if Kris didn't lunge for your legs and drag you backwards. "What do you even mean, no clue!? You're... you're different! You're like that thing!" Kris says, as he uses one foot to hold both of your hands down together, and his knee on your stomach. Sadly, spirit doesn't equal a physical advantage. >Ouch(Sorry for the wait, guys, had errands)
>>5024137Spamton was better than Jevil!
>>5024137>"Pardner, I think you oughta lay off the whiskey, I haven't one iota of what you're talkin about. What 'thing' are ya referrin' to, anyway? How's about we resolve this little... confliction of ours with words instead of a brawl, huh? It just ain't right to attack yer fellow man in his sleep, not unless yer' an outlaw."
>>5024147Support, but say reckon instead of think
>>5024147+1 but say howdy an obnoxious number of times.
Is Delbert actually southern, or is he a kid hopped up on too many wild west flicks?
>>5024177He comes from the empty void, so he's a southerner, northerner, westerner and easterner all at the same time.
>>5024177(He isn't southern, but by God does he have the spirit of a cowboy.)
>>5024147>"Pardner, I think you oughta lay off the whiskey, I haven't one iota of what you're talkin about. What 'thing' are ya referrin' to, anyway? How's about we resolve this little... confliction of ours with words instead of a brawl, huh? It just ain't right to attack yer fellow man in his sleep, not unless yer' an outlaw."Wait a second...hold on a minute...the choice in character archetype...no fucking way! Is this intentional?! Holy fuck did we just made doe breaker supreme by complete accident or is this Gaster creating a physical manifestation of a shitpost? https://vocaroo.com/147ESfyp2fqb
>>5024187I don't know what you're babbling about, I just really like cowboys.
>>5024169>>5024160>>5024155>>5024147"Y-yknow Kris, ya should lay off the, ow, whiskey, pardner. I ain't got one eye-ohtah of whatch- Kris you're gonna break my hand- of whatchyer talking bout." You take Kris's silence as a good thing. Maybe he was listening? "'Sides, attacking a fella when he's sleeping, it-" Suddenly Kris let you go. "You should go to bed. It's late." He says, his voice a strange monotone compared to the panicked whispers of earlier. Kris feels... way more familiar now. "Delta?" "Go to bed." >Hey, we finished our cowboy task!>now what?
>>5024196>>5024187(I hate you magnificent bastards lmao)
>>5024190It is time to surrender ourselves once more unto the sweet oblivial embrace of the nothingness of our sleeping psyche,
>>5024190Reckon we should get us some shut-eye.
>>5024190>Get some shut eyeGod this character archetype is going to be fun. How hard are we going to go with it? Is this just going to be a normal lad who is too into cowboys or are we going to be full on "What the hell is this light box?" and be pretty much a frontiersman ported to the modern era. I think the latter would be really fun, especially when we get to the cyber world and Del has no idea what the hell any of it is. That and the misconceptions like thinking Spamton is trying to sell him Snake oil or asking wondering why Coca-Cola doesn't taste like Cocaine anymore.
>>5024222IT would be great, and if asked we can just cover and say "uhhh fuck we're amish"
>>5024222I'm a bigger fan of a kid who's too much into cowboys. A Clint Eastwood wannabe who doesn't have the muscles to back it up (yet)"Guy from past doesn't understand modernity" is boring and overdone.
>>5024222I like how you think pardner, also checked
>>5024245I dont like the idea of being from the past in general because it feels cheap. Also, i just realized how much more a wannabe cowboy fits deltaruneA big part of deltarune is escapism. The darkworld is escapism. And what do you call a weird homeless child who likes cowboys so much he thinks he is one?
>>5024238Ah, but "Guy from present doesn't understand modernity" is fresh and new!
>>5024222>>5024238I think of him like he genuinely believes he's a cowboy but his only knowledge of cowboys comes from old western books, movies and cartoons.
>>5024249That makes a lot of sense. I suppose we could chalk up the lack of understanding of technology being him larping so hard that he refused to learn to use a computer for fear of tainting the "Frontier lifestyle"
>>5024253If said man is old, it isnt. If it's a child? But that's not the idea. The idea is a kid who likes cowboys too much because escapism. You DO remember "we" literally died in an cold alley right?
>>5024255Either that or he was a poorfag. Like, poorer than Susie. Would explain how he died.
>>5024259>Poor as shit>Only had old movies growing up>Dreamed of running off into the wilderness and living the [Frontier Life]>Read a ton of books on survival and the like >Spent every hour of every day building an encyclopedic knowledge of cowboy and cowboy behavior>Exclusively jacked it to magazines that heavily featured cowgirl position and the appropriate hats once he started high school. Makes a lot of sense. The question is there magically going to be an issue of New Mexico Minotaur monthly hidden under Kris's bed to compliment the stained Dragon Drawing book under Az's.
>>5024267We're too young for that. We're like Frisk age.
>have to postpone update because of [Unspecified Emergency]>come back hour or so later and there's still conversation(I have the coolest anons in my questWriting now :D )
You decide to get some rest, like Kris/Beta said so. But deciding on something and doing something are two different things. Especially after... that. When you eventually fall asleep, you are greeted by a familiar sight: the black space of wherever you came from. AH. YOU HAVE LOCATED BETA? WONDERFUL. TRULY WONDERFUL. HAVE YOU.... LOCATEDTHE SPECIFIC ISSUE?...You knew there was something wrong, but not what exactly. HMM. NOT UNEXPECTED. YET DISAPPOINTING ALL THE SAME. I CANNOT KEEP OUR'MEETING SCHEDULE'UP FOR MUCH LONGER. HAVE YOU...ANYTHING TO SAY, OR ASKBEFORE I GO?>DO YOU?
>>5024313What in tarnation is the specific issue?
>>5024313>Stop speak'n that big city sciance garbage and speak english
>>5024313Boss, ya better not leave me for dead. It gets real lonely out on the fields, ya know?
>>5024325>>5024322>>5024318>You're frustrated over him not using proper, red blooded American English, and instead using science mumbo jumbo...WELL. I CANNOT FAULT YOU. YOU WERE 'BORN' YESTERDAY.HA. >You don't even know what in the Sam Hill the 'task' is!HM. I THOUGHT YOU WOULD HAVE KNOWNBY NOW. BUT WITH YOUR CONDITION...ANYWAY. SUBJECT BETA HAS BEEN...FADING IN AND OUTI CANNOT USE IT AS AN ANCHOR INTO THIS WORLD. ENSURE SUBJECT BETA RUNS PROPERLY. >He...he isn't just gonna leave you here alone, is he?HM...ATTATCHMENTS. INTERESTING. VERY, VERY, interesting.----You wake up at a reasonable time; 9:35. It's the first night of shuteye you've ever had, and so far, it was nice. Anyhow, you tramp downstairs for breakfast, where you find a plate of eggs and sausage waiting for you, along with a note. 'Del, I've gone grocery shopping, I will be back eventually. Why not acquaint yourself with some neighbors in the meantime? If I'm not back before Kris is out from school, he'll be watching you.Sincerely, Toriel'Huh. It seems like you had the homestead for yourself! And, you're in a small town, going by Toriel not caring about stranger danger. A small town always needs cowboys, who cares if you're technically in the Midwest? You sure as Hell don't! You rush to the living room, grabbing and putting on your special hat.>But what's a cowpoke to do?
(Almost forgot; for your convenience, a map! >>5023094 )
>>5024343Head to the general store for a sarsaparilla (root beer is an acceptable substitute) and see if there's work for a cowpoke round these parts. Boots are out of our price range but maybe try to scare up a new shirt somewhere, reckon this sweatshirt's seen better days and we'd prefer something with buttons. Or snaps.
>>5024360Sadly, this town doesn't have a general store: for some reason it's stuck to the idea of having a Grocery Store. It didn't even say what it was on the outside! Just 'Sans'. What even is a Sans? Anywho, you searched the isles but couldn't even find a drop of Sasparilla, so some good ol' Mug Root Beer would have to do. You grab a glass bottle from the cooler, and bring it to the skeleton monster fella at the register. But then it hits you; the only money you have is from that 'Asriel' fellas drawer... But this is an absolute need, right? >This is the most difficult moral question of all.
>>5024385>Buy it, but make sure to pay him back later.
>>5024389This. Considering what we found under the bed I'm sure he knows a man has needs. Inquire with the skelly feller about work for a young cowpoke.
>>5024389>>5024405+1 both of these. We're in need of a root beer, but we'll pay back this Serial fella later on, with interest.
>>5024405>>5024389>>5024430I agree. Root beer is important but stealing is just wrong so promising to pay back the skeleton is the correct way to deal with this.
>>5024496No we have money to pay the skeleton for the root beer, the money's just not technically ours since we "found" it in someone else's room. So later on we'll put the 5 bucks back where we found it though it won't be the same bill.
>>5024510Oh. I guess wasn't reading correctly. Yeah, I still agree.
>>5024385What are we? Some sort of common bandit?We ought to return this money.Maybe ask the bonetender here if there's anything he needs done in exchange for some o' that sweet Root Beer.
>>5024385Ask this bag of bones if he has any work we can do in exchange for this root beer. Then return that 5 dollars back home. Something about it bothers you a whole lot.
>we're a cowboy>as was the yellow soul.>the yellow soul represents JUSTICE.>it is also the soul of the [Big Shot!]Kris... I'm already a [Big Shot].
>>5024804While YLW was the soul of the cowboy, Del doesn't seem like he's the soul of JUSTICE. I don't know what he seems like.
>>5024385Acquire the root beer with your money.
>>5024385Take the money but leave an IOU
>>5024874Sans isnt giving us money.We need to use the 5 dollar to buy the root beer.
>>5024882Take the root beer and leave an IOU
>>5024883I don't think sans will accept it.
>>5024884This is the same guy who tells Grillby to just put everything on his tab.He might accept it.
>>5024885He gives Asgore free pickles. What you should be asking is how likely it is he'll know we're working for his dad.
>>5024885That's his tab, not ours. An IOU is no excuse to pay the skeleton his shekels, and theres no harm in using the 5 diggerdoos if we plan to recoup the money later.
(Sorry guys, it's Monday, class is starting, etc. I'll be on in an hour or so...But while you wait, here are some Fun Facts For Thread Enjoyment>Del's cowboy voice is a total larp: its an obvious impression, but he's got the spirit >So far there are three. Alpha, Beta, Delta. There was a Gamma.>You are importantAll of these have varying levels of importance)
>>5024932>Del's cowboy voice is a total larp: its an obvious impression, but he's got the spiritThrough hard work and [Hyperlink blocked] we shall perfect it!
>>5024932Well he's only been talking like a cowboy for a day. I'm sure with enough time and practice he'll sound like the love child of Waylon Jennings and Sam Elliot (don't ask which one the mom is)
>>5024932>>Del's cowboy voice is a total larp: its an obvious impression, but he's got the spiritclearly, the most important of the three
With a heavy hand, you put the root beer and the money on the counter. You'd pay that Serial(?) Guy back anyway, you could do a whole lot of cowboy work, like cattle rustling and bountyhunting. "hey; kid... i've got a question for ya..." The Skeleton Fella suddenly spoke."who sent you here?" You look back up at him, and his eyes are the hollow holes expected of a skeleton, but for some reason, they felt...Cold. "I-I-""did your mom? come to think of it, i haven't seen you around here before. got a name?"You quickly told him your name and grabbed your root beer, leaving the reciept.That skeleton guy freaked you out. But now, you've got your root beer, you've got yer hat, and ya have the GOT DAYUM COWBOY SPIRIT RARING TA GO!... But you still have a couple of things to do before Kris/Delta gets outta school. There has to be SOME work for a big man like yourself>Delbert rides off again!
>>5025022God damn fucking spooky scary skeletons.We just wanted some root beer, asshole.I guess we can go check out the pizza place.
>>5025027+1. Stop by Ice-E's P"e"zza. Your #1 stop for a piping hot p"e"ece of p"e"eza. Surely they must have a job for a youngster itching to make some dough>inb4 they literally have us make dough in the kitchenThat's the kind of twist I expect from Toby Fox
>>5025027We might be a bit too young for that. Maybe something like raking leaves? Do people pay others for that? We just need 5 dollarydoos.By the way, at which point in deltarune's 'timeline' are we exactly? Pre-Chapter 1? Chapter 1? Chapter 2?
>>5025022>cattle rustlingYou mean wrangling, we ain't no cattle thieves. Best drink that root beer while it's cold. How much did it cost anyway? Also look for employment, maybe this pizza place the other voices in our head are talking about
>>5025022>Ask the skeleton if he's hiring.>>5025033If I had to guess I'd say we're just about to start chapter 1
>>5025041>>5025033>>5025032>>5025027There's a Pizza place a bit away from here, right?Wait. How did you know that? Eh. You'll just chalk it up to HIM shoving that knowledge in your head. Anyway, you go to the P"e"zza place, the doors making a nice little jingle as soon as you enter. There's one... cat(?) Monster sitting at the end of a long table, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else. Behind the front counter, you see an absolute mountain of a monster, beating the dough like it owed him money.Intimidating. >What do we do in this magical place for kids and adults alike?
>>5025046>>5025033(Nah, we're in Chapter two. Your arrival caused some... changes, though. Maybe there will be more?)
>>5025058Ask for employment, we need that kromer yo
>>5025058Ask for employment, we need that kromer>>5025061I would have preferred us finding that out on our own instead of you spoonfeeding it to us
>>5025058>Approach the cat monster>"Howdy, Pardner. You wouldn't happen to need or know anybody who needs the expert eye of a Ranger to help solve whatever issues they might be facin, would ya? See, I'm finding myself a little short on dimes, and there don't seem to be many ways a gentleman like myself can earn a livin' round these parts.">>5025064It's not like it would've been hard to figure out considering that even if we did nothing for the entire day, Suzie would still come to stay over.Besides, the five dollars in Asriel's drawer is a giveaway.
>>5025068It's just the principle of it.
>>5025064(Sorry anon, thought you'd want to know what you were getting into beforehand>>5025062>>5025068You walk up to the cat monster with a swagger that only the truest of cowpokes can use, and lay on the accent once again. "Howdy there, pardner. You wouldn't happen to know any feller who just so happens ta need a 'Lone Ranger's skills round here, would ya?" "...what?" The Catmonster asks, tilting his head. "I uh, need a job." You translate. "Oh, uh, sorry bud. Child labor's ill-Actually," he stops, a look of realization on his face. "Hey, buddy, if you take out the trash for me, I'll give you ten whole dollars. Sound good?" He asked, with the glee of a man who just got out of work. "It sure as heck does!" You say, quickly grabbing his hand and shaking it like no tomorrow. It's like you came panning for gold nuggets and found an entire bar!----...There was a lot of trash. But, after the fifth, you were able to pull through for the ten other garbage bags, and you had a crisp ten dollar bill to your name! Though, it took a while to get them, shouldn't Beta/Kris be out of school soon? >What does a ten dollars richer Delbert do?
>>5025094I guess we should go the school and wait for Kris to leave.
>>5025094Well, i suppose we should go back home to give back the dollars we took.
>>5025098Oh wait no, i misread, i thought he was already out of school. Yeah, we should i guess walk around town, go to school to wait for him maybe?
>>5025098We can't do that anyway, we seem to have a single 10 dollar bill, and we borrowed 5 dollars.We'd need to buy something to break it up.
>>5025094How much money do we have? We still need a shirt, plus we need to get change for the $10 bill.
>>5025106We're not getting a shirt for $5 in a sleepy small town. Maybe we can buy another root beer?
>>5025108Sleepy small town seems like the type of place that would have a thrift store where we could get an old flannel or chambray/denim shirt cheap. If that skeleton charged us the whole five bucks for the root beer we should go back and kick his bony ass.
>>5025109Yeah now that I think about a can of fuckin a&w shouldn't cost any more than 50 cents to a dollar
>>5025112I can't believe Sans would do this to us.
>>5025112Inflation is very [bad]invest in [kromer]
>>5025112It was a glass bottle but even then, $1.50 or 2.00 at the fuckin most. Hope we still got the bottle so we can jam it in his eye socket.
Also, we could maybe just ask for change for our 10 dollar bill and keep the remaining 5
I thought he was called Sans, not Scams.
>>5025094GO FIND krisp!
>>5025125>>5025123>>5025122>>5025119>>5025114>>5025112>>5025109>>5025108>>5025106>>5025102>>5025100>>5025098>>5025097There isn't much else to do other than go and get Kris/Beta. Y'know, you really have to figure out what's going on over there. Is it really Beta? He called you by your 'true name'. But he was different before then... And, to top that off, you have to find a way to spend five dollars, maybe on ano... Did that skeleton spook you into paying five whole dollars for a root beer? That deserves frontier justice.But that would come later; a man has to do his duty sometime. And it's a big duty. Heh. Sounds like 'doodie'.A little while later, you're sitting outside the school, watching the students go by. Beta's taking his sweet time. Honestly, you're half-tempted to just get up and lea-"Hey, are you... okay?" Said a small voice. Looking up, you saw a doe-monster holding her books, looking down at you in a concerned way. >Doe break- er, I mean, here's Noelle.
>>5025140>Take hat off to introduce self>"Howdy, madam. I'm just waiting on somebody, though I do appreciate the concern for a stranger like myself. My name is Delbert Arthur Morgan... or just Del for short. May I inquire as to your own?"
>>5025140>H'llo there missie. Ain't there any problems with me, no, ah reckon a'm waiting for a lad named Kris. Reckon you might know him?
>>5025143Switching to this.
>>5025143+1 This is smooth.
>>5025143+1, our polite western manners cannot be denied by anyone
>>5025143>>5025144>>5025154>>5025156>>5025157>>5025160You take your hat off to introduce yourself. "Howdy, mahdame," you give a little incline to your head, "I'm just waitin' on a... friend o' mine, thoah, I do appreciate the concahn for a stranger like mahself."Heck yeah, the accent mixed with your suave? You're one charming feller.You put your hat back on just to tip it, "Name's Delbert Arthur Morgan, butchya can call me Del. Can I inquiah 'bout your own?"She has a small smile at the accent; it's totally from you being such a gentleman, and not the impression amusing her. Totally! "I'm Noelle Holiday. Nice to meet you, Del," she says with a smile, taking your hand and giving it a little shake. Wow, she has soft hands..."You're looking for, uh, Kris, right?" She asks. Which makes sense, considering you're the only 'humans' here. "Well, he and Susie are in the closet right now, alo-..." she freezes for a moment, as if she realized something important. "Oh... A-actually! You really don't want to go there! Uh, why don't you come with me to the Library? Kris and Susie are coming there anyway, once they're... done." She said, looking pretty crestfallen. Oh sweet, sweet Jesus, she's even got the same last name as Doc Holiday. You try to stop yourself, but you're already imagining it. ~~~~~You ride home with a horse that has no name; Noelle comes out to greet you, along with your son. You're not an emotional man, but even that makes you Crack a smile. You go back inside, and Noelle already has stew made, from a bear you shot without even looking at it. Life's good. Of course the next day the US army has tracked you down, and you end up dying in the shootout; which was expected because of your dark past. ~~~~~~~~~"Um...Del?" Noelle says, breaking you out of your daydream.>Times have changed, Del.
>>5025196Assure Noelle, who is probably Kris's girlfriend, that this Susie gal and Kris are probably just planning some school project.
>>5025199+1Either that or World Domination, or something. Wait, that's not a cowboy thing.
>>5025196>Dell is a monster girl appreciatorSeems like he and Kris are two sides of the same horseshow, huh? Well if there's anyone who can make her go back to the light, its a cowboy.Also, uh, i guess we should go to the library. I'm interested on how the cyber world's going to change, though. I mean, all dark worlds are influenced by the people on them. At least the first ones.
>>5025199>who is probably Kris's girlfriend?
>>5025203I think it's supposed to be Dell assuming she is.
>>5025209But why would he assume that?
>>5025212I guess because she was sad that Kris and Susie were alone in the school closet? Though Del had pretty much went to dreamland by then.
>>5025196Do not self-cuck. Proceed to library. Ask her if she's ever had any dealings with a certain hornswogglin' bag of bones.
>>5025221Mhm yes, we should not in fact do that. It makes no sense for Del to assume such, by the time noelle was sad about susie and kris on the closet he was already daydreaming about her.
Boy, you've only just met her, and the two of you are going on a date... Is true love a real thing? "YEA-, I mean, that sounds real fun." ...Good save. You travel with her down to the library; she even holds your hand a couple of times as you cross the street... That of course, has nothing to do with you technically being nine. Of course. You reach the li..brarby."Del? You can pick out any books you wanna read while we're in there,"Oh, maybe you should get some romance ones? Hopefully they have some wild west the-", since Berdly and I are probably gonna bore you to death while we study!" She joked. What?>Cucked by a bird? How Absurd.
>>5025271Remain calm, no bird is going to beat your wild west charm. Get a fun book.
>>5025271(Forgot imageOn another note; while I was looking for this I realized how much Noelle fetish art there is out there. Wow. )
Also, i just realized we're going to get to see the "prequel" part of chapter 2, when Noelle and Berdly first arrive in cyber world. That's going to be pretty interesting
>>5025271>Look for some Dime Novels, something to do with cowboys, preferably. Ignore the bird, he is MEANINGLESS.
>>5025284This, and see if we can find some good ideas for revenge on skelly
>>5025288>>5025284>>5025275You steel yourself: there's no way this bird can beat your charm! His involvement? Pretty much nonexistant! Anyway, you grabbed a couple dime novels, and one of those large eyewitness books about the wild west. You followed close behind Noelle, books piled high. She opened the door to darkness. "...oh. I guess Berdly hasn't been here yet?" She says, as she walks inside. You follow close behind, but you can't shake that bad feeling in your gut. "T-thats strange... I can't find the light swi-," she starts, but is cut off as you two tumble into the dark. Dark. Darker. Yet darker. >TO BE CONTINUED!(Well, that's the prologue, and this session, done.What do you guys think so far?)
>>5025334I'm enjoying it and having fun.
>>5025334I don't really know shit about Undertale or the other one, just stayed for the cowboy kid and have no regerts
>>5025346incredibly based, anon>>5025334I think it's great, ???
>>5025334I'm having fun.
>>5025334Been fun just reading i wonder if we will transform into a big cowboy down here
Would be funny if we become like an archer and have to use fucking bows instead of guns
>>5025346This makes your desire to antagonise sans all the funnier.
>>5025557Impossible, our soul’s [Hyperlink blocked] is too strong, we shall conjure the BIGGEST of irons.
Good so far hope we end up a gunslinger in the dark world
>>5025557That would be funny, indeed.I'm not sure what we will become, honestly. You don't choose, i'm fairly certain, it's just something that fits you like a [stando], which is why Noelle has snow powers despite it probably not being something she'd want.
Can't wait to meet the biggest of shots
Real talk though, let's try not to ruin some nice moments with overly corny cowboy jokes. Like Berdly's redemption or, later, Kris and Susie hanging out.We should, however, butt in on any noelle and susie moments.
>>5025779Good idea Anon!
>>5025550I'll be somewhat disappointed if we dont turn into a six foot something tall ruggedly handsome gunslinger. I love for us to attempt to woo Noelle, dispite her being immune to our charms due to her Las Biene powers.>>5025779Sounds like a plan, but what about the goat boy?
>>5025856>I'll be somewhat disappointed if we dont turn into a six foot something tall ruggedly handsome gunslingerYou do know people only change color and clothing in darkworld, right? Susie didn't become a giant dragon and Kris didn't become a Goat.
>>5025864I know what a said. I got hope's and disappointments.If we were artificially created, I wonder if we'll be able to learn magic or not.
>>5025879>artificially createdWell, the way i see it, we seem to be in the same boat as Kris, being a soul who ended up taking over the body of an already existing person - i mean, we 'died' right? In a cold, dark alley.As for magic, i'm not sure? It seems to me like pretty much anyone can learn magic in the darkworld, considering Susie was able to learn a spell. There's also the fact that we're human, which should give us a soul, but at the same time, we're not a 'leader' like kris is. At least, i think we aren't? We might be.As for ralsie, what about him? I don't think we've got anything to do with him as of now.
>>5025856The most well get is a clothes change and a weapon
(Early day boys! Writing, but don't let me stop you from speculating, it's cool when you guys do that)
>>5025918For his neutral special, Del wields a Gun
>>5025925Speculation is one of the best parts of quests imo, I love slow but steady information gathering
For a while, it's dark. Really dark. Feels like home, if you're being honest. Then you fall flat on your face. Peeling yourself off of a blue tinted sidewalk, you stare up at a dark sky, latticed by neon green lines. Giant buildings surround you, speckled with neon signs. You slowly stand up, spurs jin-Spurs!? You jump up and stare down in delight; at a pair of cowboy boots, with some big ol' silver stars for spurs. Going upwards, you wore jeans, neon green in color. Above that you had a white undershirt, with a vest, also in neon green. Tentatively, you pull off your hat... looks like the color there switched too; it followed the neon green streak, except the band itself was white.Sure, you're happy at the fact that you've got a full cowboy outfit, but did it have to be... y'know, in such a pansy color? Wait, where was Noelle?! Your mind instantly goes to the worst; bandits, warring Indian tribes, and.... Carpetbaggers! You've got to find her!Looking around this area, you've got a main street to go down, with a whole bunch of alleyways branching off. Eerily familiar... >Where do we go, gunslinger?
(Forgot imageThis is pretty much it, if we mix and match the colors a little. Imagination, baby)
>>5025982Go into one of the alleyways, hope we don't run into any snake-oil salesmen.
>>5025987This>>5025986We still a baby boy?
>>5025998(Yup, just using the gentleman there as a clothes model)
>>5025999I edited it a little more and made him shorter.
>>5026007>>5025999(This is peak cowboy right ovah heyah, SHOOOWEEEEE BOAH!)
>>5025982Do you plan on adding options or is this quest write in only?
>>5026020Yeah, i've gotta say ,it's usually a good idea to put some ideas.
>>5026008Now, I'm not exactly very good at spritework, but I also made this.
>>5026025Pretty cool, but at the same time Del's supposed to be younger. He probably looks more like Frisk or Chara.
>>5026025>>5026007>>5025999Oh yeah, it's all coming together.
>>5026027His sprite is shorter than Kris, even including the height he gains from his hat.and any smaller than that and you lose any ability to have detail in the sprite, which is why Chara and Frisk both look like pretty bad, as far as sprites go.
>>5026020(Write-in Only, though it's more of a story choice. Excluding battles though, lol)>>5025998>>5025987https://youtu.be/3vbR8nUn3LQYou quickly duck into an alleyway, feeling a strange sense of Deja Vu.You walk along for a while, in this twisting maze of dark and dirty alley. You're humming a little song as you go along. "Big iron on his hiiiiiiiiiip." You sing under your breath, before... "MROW." Your blood runs cold, as you look to your right far too late. Suddenly, it's like the world disappeared, and all that's left is you and that... Alley Tasque? How do you even know what that is? You feel like you have four options for what to do now... >FIGHT (roll 1d10) >ACT >ITEM (0)>SPARE
>>5026028But why are WE blue? Isn't that Kris's thing?>>5026027maybe we get taller because we feel like we should be
>>5026049>But why are WE blue?Red would look too sus.
>>5026030>His sprite is shorter than krisWhat? Looks like about the same, no?Also, one thing here, while it's looking pretty good, i'd say that he looks a bit bald. I'm no good at it, but something close to this would be better maybe?>>5026048>ACT>PET
>>5026025(Hey, that's a good ass sprite, man :D )
>>5026056Wrong one, this is what i meant
>>5026059Maybe have the hair color match up to the outline color as Kris' does.
>>5026061Yeah, that looks great.
>>5026061And one final edit to make the cowboy hat look more cowboy.
>>5026065I can accept being blue if we're not bald
This would be the comparison, the sprite is in fact apparently smaller. Though i'd say he looks more 11 than 9 here.
>>5026048>ACT>PETWe need to tame this cat. If we do, we can acquire a cool mount and become one step closer to becoming a fully fledged cowboy.
>>5026069As another comparison, he's actually around the same height as Chara, just with less terrible proportions.
>>5026069I feel like we aren't actually nine, but just look as such due to malnutrition and unfortunate genetics
>>5026072Cowboys don't have cats, they have horses.A reindeer is fine too
Technically, female Reindeer are called CowsYEEEEEEEEHAWWWWWWWWWWWW
I made my own version of Del but i just took Frisk's sprite and fucked with it
>>5026076Actually, i'm pretty sure that's just a bad sprite to use in comparison. Chara and Frisk are most definitely way, way shorter than Kris.>>5026077I meant that we look 11 due to the height. We are definitely a child.
>>5026082That looks pretty fuckin' good. Gives me more the feeling of a 9 year old cowboy child. The other one is good, but it looks more like what a teenaged Del would be like.
>>5026082This has the right levels of smugness. Well done.
Made Del a little shorter
>>5026076(No wonder Chara ate those fucking flowers, looks like they ate everything else.)(Er, anyway)>>5026072>>5026056>>5026054>>5026053You choose to ACT. Despite every bone in your body shaking, you slowly approach the Tasque. Silently praying to whatever would listen that this wouldn't go like last time, you reach a hand out and pet the kitty. >+50% ....Something made you feel like this wasn't over yet. >Roll 1d20, best outta three!
(We've got some great sprite artists ITT, tell ya hwat)
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>5026089And here's a comparison of the two with Kris on the side.
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>5026089Let us PET it.
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>5026089
>>5026084No I agreet, I'm just saying that it's entirely possible we just look younger than we are. If I can be mistaken for an adult throughout my teen years, surely a child can be mistaken for a younger child.
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>5026089
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>5026089i added some shadows cuz i forgot that
>>5026095On mobile rn, but if you exit this sprite we should be golden.
>>5026048>pet>let it sniff your hand first though
>16!The tasque meows, VERY LOUDLY. So loud, that you could see the sound waves! You Dodge most, but one hits you... and it... does damage? You lost 23 health.I know it sounds crazy, but you pet the cat once more! >+50%!The Tasque gives a happy "MROW.", and scampers off into the alleys. You feel your pockets grow heavier, and check them to find... two dollars?>DELTA>CLASS: GUNSLINGER>77/100 HP>Still have a lot to do, bud.(Quick question; yea or nay on the combat system? Should I keep trying to emulate the Deltarune System; or do it like our overworld actions?)
>>5026048>Alley TasqueYou mean Background Tasque? lmao
>>5026135Do what you think works best, i don't have complaints thus far.>The neon green sun has set but the city still shines, if anyone would get lost in this he'ar world then that's where they would go>...go to the city
>>5026137(I was going for an 'alley cat' joke lol)
I wonder how Berdly would react to this cowboy toddler coming in to steal his girlhello ASC
>>5026142support>>5026135too early to tell, but it looks good
>>5026146Berdly doesn't like noelle. I mean, he does, but not in that way, they're just childhood friends of the platonic kind.Berdly likes Susie.
>>5026150Yes but this is the time he thinks Noelle has a crush on her and thinks he needs to recuopereta them, but once he sees the glory of Purple Bully GF we are free to our Doe
>>5026152Female Reindeers are still called cows, not does.Perfect for a cowboy.
>>5026153ah yes, she shall be our milky milky sloshy sploshy booba cow GF
>>5026135Keep searching for Noelle. Maybe look for some vittles to regain some health.>GUNSLINGERWait, do we actually have a big iron?
You continue through the depths of the alleys, dodging in between trash cans and such. You've got two goals in this strange place; Find Noelle, and get something to eat. You reach an intersection in the alley. To your right, there's a half-eaten... bagel(?) Sticking out the trash; good vittles if you aren't picky. To your left, there's green paint pointing several arrows further down, the words "LIMITED TIME!!!" and "CLICK NOW!!!" scrawled messily along the walls. >What's a "CD"
>>5026146(>hello asc Sorry man, that isn't me :( >>5026155>>5026153Instead of Doe Breaking, I will now say Cow Rangling. Thanks terminology anons!)
>>5026201Go right, acquire TRASH.
>>5026201Grab that there trash bagel, looks like good eatin'
>>5026201A true cowboy gets what he can take on the frontier. We shall get that bagel. And figure out where exactly to get to click to get sales
>>5026201A true cowboy will eat literally anything edible, grab the bagel!And, well, I don't know what kilometers and time have to do with each other, but it sounds interesting!
>>5026201CLICK NOW!ACQUIRE BEST HOBO FREN
>>5026201Changing vote. Eat the bagel first, then go follow the signs.
You're a true cowboy; a little dirt or trash juice isn't gonna hurt you none. So you proudly strut over to it as your spurs jingle, jangle, and stuff the half-eaten bagel into your gullet. It wasn't as Gross as you thought!Still uh, gross though. >MAXYou stare down the opposite way to the direction you've gone. What kind of limited time thing was it? You walk down the alley, clicking your heels together before you crossed the threshold. Did... did it get a bit darker? Why was it suddenly so cold?Suddenly, a trash can lid pops off, slamming into the ground. You let off an un-cowboylike screech, as a thing pops out. It had slicked back, greasy hair. It's eyes rolled around behind pink and yellow glasses. It's skin was an unnatural white, broken by two red dots of 'blush'. The most unnatural thing was his jaw; it looked more like the jaw of a puppet than anything else... You knew what this was...A carpetbagger! "HEY HEY HEY! LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE MY FIRST [esteem customer] FOR THIS [limited time offer]!" >Dealing with a BIG SHOT
>>5026290DO NOT [play] into his [scheme]
>>5026290Ask him if he's actually a carpetbagger, we've never seen one for reference. If he responds with hatred or unknowing, he's cool. If he tries to play it off, he is one and we need to do our duty and rip him off.
>>5026290Ask him if he wants to see some cool gun tricks, and then spin our gun around like we're Revolver Ocelot.We do have a gun, right?
Did a quick edit in mspaint, what do you guys think?
>>5026323It's pretty cool, though i'd say it feels a bit too...strong? The colors, that is.
>>5026323You gave him a fedora, which is fine if we're going to a party, but a bit too fancy for day-to-dayremember, we're from when fedoras were still cool
>>5026327I just took the colors from the other sprites in the thread
>>5026329No, as in, the colors feel like they come off a bit too strong. The other ones are darker, weaker. We're a cowboy, after all, not a stand user.
>>5026333Lmao I mean it is the dark world after all
I made a Light World variant of our boy.
And a few hatless variants.
>>5026106>>5026348These type of eyes would work better i think
>>5026106Those eyes look kinda cursed.
Yeah, whatever scheme this Yankee has, you really don't wanna see it. Maybe you can distra-"SO, YOU'RE LIGHT ner, [correct]? HAVEN'T HAD ONE OF YOU CLICK ON MY [well placed honest advertisement] IN A WHILE!" The puppet-man says, tumbling out of his can. "Er, yeah. You some sort of carpetbagger?" You ask, preferring it straight beforehand. "NOPE! JUST AN [Honestsalesman] TRYING TO MAKE A [kromer]! CALL ME SPAMTON G SPAMTO-SPAMTON! [bestratedsalesman1997]." "...Howdy. I'm Del." Politeness could help you get away from this guy, right? Just don't make any sudden movements... "I'LL BE [a liar] WITH YA, [esteem customer]," he says, as if he didn't even hear you speak, "I WANT WHAT YOU [posess]!" He sniffed the air with his absolute beak of a nose. "I WANT," he got a step closer to you," TO BORROW. YOUR [heartshapedobject].">Beware crackheads in dark alleys.
>>5026479Try to get him to scram? Also, what's our soul's color?
>>5026479Uh throw a dollar at him and run
>>5026479Ask him why he wants our heart. We never got a clear answer from the game.Perhaps we can help him, but like not fucking murder someone?
>>5026549>murderYou mean justified self defense?
>>5026549It's justified self-defense. But nonetheless, +1 I'd like to see what the guy wants.
>>5026479>ACT>FRIENDSHIPNothing says friendship like taking this guy away from the dumps. He's never going to improve his lot in life by living out the remainder of his life in a dumpster.From one poor man to another, he should stick with us. At least when the world has got you beat, you'll still have your little buddy. It helps that we both qualify as little buddies.
>>5026479>You won't get my heart shaped ass you gosh darned puppet ass dollar seller!
There's already r63 art of Spamton. No one asked, and I don't care.
>>5026549>>5026635+1I hope he can teach us how to fire [[BIG SHOT]]s
>>5026694There's already vore art of Spamton.Suffer the knowledge as I do.
>>5026482>>5026488>>5026489>>5026523We're semi-immortal what with our ability to respawning or go back in time, or whatever we have. Why run?https://youtu.be/sHJZWkA-4FA>>5026797Lovely, my day is ruined.
>>5026549Support, While this guy is clearly crazy, everyone in our Italian Cowboy Movies is also crazy.
>>5026889i tried to download this shit but i had to install java and when i did that it didn't work, i think it's because the file i got stayed in winrar mode or something, or maybe my computer sucks ass lmao
>>50269343 easy payments of 19.95? That's a bit too much my man
You have many thoughts, of running, or beating this fella up and then running, but your mind settles on one idea; talking this Yank out of taking your... something. "Er, what ar- I mean, What dy'a mean, partner? My heart shaped what? Why do you want it so bad?" Spamton does a weird laugh, as he leans on your shoulder. "YOU SEE, WHERE I'M [situated]? HAVEN'T YOU EVER [crushingly desired] MORE? HAVENT YOU EVER WANTED TO BE A [[BIG SHOT!]] [[BIG SHOT!!!]][[BIG SHOT!!!!!!!!]]?""I guess so, fella." You say thoughtfully. Technically, you didn't come into the world as a true cowboy, just some kid in an alleyway. But now? You had a future wife, the get-up, and your 'Pa' only choked you once so far... Maybe it's just one struggle?"ALL THE [low t individuals] IN THIS [trashpile], THEYRE GONNA LIVE AND DIE AS [smallshots]!" "BUT ME? [esteem friend] I'M CLIMBING MY WAY BACK TO THE [heaven]! I JUST NEED A LITTLE. [help me please]." Having related to your new Yank friend, you're more than ready to do this the cowboy way and help your friend out! Spamton's gonna be a BIG SHOT, or your name isn't Delbert A. Morgan!"Heck yeah I'll help ya, Spamton!" "GREAT!" He said, holding a small hand out, "[[deposit soul and kromer]]." >...Deposit your what?
>>5027010>[[deposit soul and kromer]]>no deal, and I dont have kromer>What like motivation? Partner? If you're so yellow bellied you need someone else's soul, then you're gonna go around ending back here in the dumps. What you need is your own soul. You got one right? Because if you can't pony up the will to be your own big shot, then you ain't gonna get far. He should come with us to help us find our friend. Maybe then he'll find his soul again.Offer to let him ride on our shoulders. Two midgets combined = A BIG SHOT. we can take turns being big.
>>5027010Ask him what the hell is a kromer
>>5027025supportwith a hint of>>5027031
>>5027068>>5027031>>5027025Oh, like motivation? But what the heck is a Kromer?"Uh... I don't think so, feller. Look, ya need your own motivation in life, y'know?" You say, preparing to dump your 'day-and-a-little' worth of life knowledge on him. "If ya keep actin' so darn yeller bellied, yer just gonna keep getting back in the trash. You just haveta pony up, and then you can be a big shot. Y'know?""What even is a Kro..." You trail off as you see Spamton shake. No..., he was literally vibrating. Spamton suddenly starts yelling, and you take a step back."YOU WANNA JUST [scrap the deal]!? LEAVE ME ON THE [dialtone]? HERES A NEW DEAL, [!@#/÷×+]!" You feel like this is going to end badly. "GIVE ME YOUR [heartshapedobject]... AND I'LL ONLY CHARGE YOU [12 Kromer] FOR A [well-dug hole]!" His jaw seems to unhinge as a noise like a vacuum emanates from it. What's he even do-You yelp in pain as a dollar-sign slams into the back of your head. >90/100 Health >WHAT DO WE [action]?
>>5027115[Refuse] to give KromerWe are not buying his snake oil. We have more important stuff to do.
>>5027115>WHAT DO WE [action]?If you give ME your heart shaped object, I'll only charge you 13 kromer!Steal the dollar signs. All according to kekaiku! We're gonna be rich!Fucking autocorrect
>>5027132>>5027128You're more conflicted than you ever have in your life; a sudden headache overtakes you, and you feel something warm on your lip... are you... are you getting a nosebleed? Suddenly, Spamton starts yelling again, this time he tugs on strands of his greasy hair, stomping a foot. "WHAT!? YOU'VE GOTTA BE [joke] WITH ME! YOU TRIED TO MAKE A [specil deal] WITH A BROKEN [heartshapedobject]!?" And suddenly; you can see it. Floating a ways in front of you is what looks like a vaguely heart shaped pile of broken colored glass. "YOU! YOU! YOU [fellow buisnessman]! THAT WAS [educated], TRYING TO [make an honest deal with me] LIKE THAT! PEOPLE LIKE U-" Spamton shuts up, looking around. "HEY. WHY DOES IT FEEL [foreshadowing]?", He says before the tip of his nose is frozen, a single icicle hanging down. "YOU EVEN BROUGHT A [Hochi Mama]!?" Spamton says, before diving back into the garbage can, of which tipped on its side and rolled away. You lean against the alley wall.What...what was all of that?"Del!" >TO be continued! >In thread two! >Being made currently!
>>5027178 hold up now partner, we don't need a second thread, /qst/ is extraordinarily slow
>>5027178>In thread two!Uh wut, it's prety standard to wait atleast until bump limit has hit until you make a new thread
>>5027178Wait for the bump limit bruv.
So, our heart soul is broken. It's like one of my KH animu games! We also offed Spamton. No secret boss for Kriss this time.
>>5027236Actually, he just dived back into the can.
>>5027209>>5027206>>5027205(Sorry fellas, first quest that didn't flop, still very inexperiencedAlso I thought the standard way to do it was to wait until 300 replies?)
>>5027178So it's one of those rectangle garbage bins.>tipped on its sideOh it's a round one. So hes just been dumpster diving in different garbage cans. Neat.Tell Noelle about the weird hobo guy. We also ate a CD bagel from the garbage, which wasnt all bad.
>>5027266When it comes to a normal quest, no, at least not with text based ones. You do see it happen with drawquests a bit, though.
(Alright guys, we'll get back into it in an hour or soWe're back to the grind, sure there are problems like the thread already being archived, but that's a bridge I can cross later. Save your [BIG SHOT] energy, boys)
Noelle?! Your head snaps over to what you're sure is an Angel, it's Noelle, in a white robe. She must have come from an adjacent alleyway in this damn maze. "Del! Y-your face! Was it that creep?" She said, referring to your bloody nose. You've had a day full of revelations, kromer, and more pain than usual... But at least you know Noelle is okay. >What do we do?>How do we rationalize everything?
>>5027909>Try to find a way back to the library.>This is probably some sort of dream... either that or magic really does exist, and magic and cowboys... it just don't mix.
>>5027909>Ask Noelle what she knows about this whole shebang.>We've been created by some sort of mysterious figure after we died in an alley, this is probably not too weird after what we've seen.
>>5027909Clearly, our wish to be a cowboy was so great, we became a rootin tootin cowboy in real life.
>>5027933>>5027918>>5027917"I'm fi-, I mean, ain't no problems here!" You say, almost forgetting to put on your cowboy accent. Y'cant embarrass yourself now, cowboy. Love's on the line. A used wrapper, for what smelled like a burger, was used to wipe your nose. Once that was done with, Noelle looked around nervously. "Noelle?" "Y-yeah?" "What in tarnation's going on?" She gets down on your level for a minute. "I...I don't really know, Del... But don't worry! I actually, um, used to babysit, so you'll be fine." She gives you a smile, to try and comfort you. You can obviously see she's very unsure, but your heart is already warmed. Wait, did she say 'babysit'!? That's... a very big blow to your manliness. "W-we can go back the way I came. Hold my hand, okay? Just in case that... g-guy comes back." You're lead back to the same street you started on, just a large stretch down.Was this all some sort of dream? Or was it all some sort of magic spell? Maybe you were cursed, and the library was on an old burial ground. And your 'soul'... that guy said it was broken. Did it have something to do with you being...well, whatever you are? You're glad you have Noelle there for comfort at least. Of course, it's mostly for her sake, because you're not even a little scared. Not even one bit.You're surprisingly good at lying to yourself. Down the road you can see what looks like a highway, with cars screeching down it in mere milliseconds. This really wasn't your environment.>What do?>Anything to say to Noelle?
>>5027957>Look around to see if there's anything that might help us>Try to get to know 'er more
>>5027957Obviously we were going to say "fine and dandy". Tell her we ain't no goldurn whippersnapper, dagnabbit, but follow her just the same. Keep an eye out for more of that there Hebrew trash bread and don't pay no never mind to the frog feller, he's missing some marbles.
Honestly though, OP, if i have to say something, is that i feel like if you put some ideas you'd get way more votes. Most people don't really think write ins.
>>5027957>Thank the angel for helping a poor feller like yourself out>Suggest trying to find a kind stranger to guide you around these strange parts, surely not everyone is a puppet
>>5028113>>5027988>>5027973You cough into your other hand. "Noelle? Thanks for the help back there. Butchya see, I ain't some little kid. I can handle mahself. Not to uh, say I don't want you to... y'know, keep holding my hand." You keep an eye on the ground, looking for any more of those bagels. Maybe you could make this into more of a date if you and Noelle had a romantic little dinner. You can hear Noelle giggle a little. "No, I get you. You're the sherif around these parts, huh pardner?" She says, copying your accent.See? She gets you. Match made in heaven. "So uh... Noelle." You begin, "Whereya from?" "Oh, I've lived in Hometown my whole life.""Naw, I get that. But what's yer hometown's name?"That last sentence was cut out with the sound of honking cars as you drew closer to the street. Against the left wall, there's a small console with a button on it, under a screen reading "8". >What do! (Sorry for the long wait, sick dog. Get ready for a looong night though!)
See if there's a way around the cars.
>>5028140See button, touch button. That's the law.
>>5028140>Just cross the road. It worked in 1880, it'll work today!
>>5028140Press the street button so we can cross the street
>>5028155>>5028148>>5028143Maybe there was a way around them? They'd stop once they saw you cross anyway, right? You let go of Noelle's hand, and took a quick peek left and right. "W-wait DEL WAIT!", Noelle yelled, but you continued on."Ain't no problem! Just gotta get these cars to stop!" You say, standing in front of one's oncoming path. It'd obviously stop, right? It's not like it wanted to hit you... But a large part of stopping was slowing down. And the car didn't seem to understand that. You quickly dove to the side as it passed by. You gasp in relief before looking out to the road again, and your last thought is of how shiny that bumper was.----------You're back with Noelle. Your stomach lurches from your actual-death-experience, but you're able to keep it down. You look around for more options, before spotting the button once again. "Hey, Noelle, what does that there button do?" You say, pointing to said button. An eventual press leads to traffic freezing in place, as the numbers ticked down from 8. You and Noelle run as fast as you can, but eventually, the clock had to run out. Noelle puts you behind her as the inevitable approac-https://youtu.be/vFlGk1il4Vk... what was that?Traffic stops, and a figure atop a... flying armchair descends in front of you. https://youtu.be/faLz2PJrCc8"Hey NoelleTook Forever To Find YouNow We Can Actually Get This Plan Going" Noelle looks confused in general, "Plan...?" she says, to the Robot-Woman in the armchair. "Oh Right I Didn't Even Tell You Yet Lmao">... Today is a very eventful day.
>>5028206Protect our dame from the blue machine.
>>5028206>What does a tin woman want from my dear Noelle? Answer or I'll dent yer skin lady! >Point yer gun at her
>>5028206What is your schedule ???
>>5028231>>5028224You instinctively jump in front of Noelle, shoving your hand forwards. To your surprise, a small revolver... materializes? Looking at it for only a moment, you get back to business.You aim the gun directly at the robot-lady, barking out a question. "What in Sam Hill do ya want from Noelle, Tin-Lady! Talk fast or I'll Crack that eye-screen of yours!" You had to protect Noelle; though you'd have preferred if it was from Outlaws. Then you'd at least be in familiar territory. '???' Shows up on the Tin-Lady's 'eyes'. "Did Noelle Kidnap A Lightner Kid?Based. We Need That Energy For World Domination. You Can Keep The Kid As A Pet Or Something LOL" "...World domination? W-what are you eve-" "QueenDeer Noelle It's QueenAnywayWe're Gonna Spread The Dark World EverywhereRule Over It AllListen To Well-Made mistakesIt's Gonna Be Great""I... I don't really...want to do that?" Noelle says, slowly. You feel a sense of pride in your future-wife. "What she said!" You add in, adjusting your pose into one that's more cowboy-like. "Alright ThenI Can Just Take You Against Your WillThat's Legal Because I Said It Is" You fire a shot, but it's useless as it sizzles inside a bar of energy, vaporized. You and Noelle were inside of single-person cages. "Wow That Was EasyGood Thing TooI Only Have Like Four Of These." >Anything To Scream As You Are Captured Lmao This Is Queen BTW>>5028253(Don't really have a set one, it's usually sometime after 3:35 PM to 1:00 AM (EST), though life gets in the way sometimes. I usually try to get these out every thirty minutes to an hour if it's long)
>>5028271The bullets are vaporized. Try fanning the hammer.j4dwd
>>5028271I don't know any cowboy insults, but we should hurl some of those.
I can't believe that us, a cowboy, a proud scion of the wild west, are being taken captive by royalty.The Founding Fathers would never have stood for this.This cannot stand.It's time to start a revolution!
Also can't we just shoot the top of the cage.
>>5028271"Hornswogglin' bushwhackin' bucket o' bolts! You ain't no lady at all! I hope your dang bloomers rust out!" Then fan off a few rounds into the top of the cage and see if that does anything.
>>5028271>"Did Noelle Kidnap A Lightner Kid?>Based.okay that made me chuckle>Scream ''Ye gosh darn BITCH!''
>>5028271>LET US OUTTA HERE YOU GOSH DARN, PIECE OF JUNK. GOOD FOR NOTHING, BUCKET O BOLTS
>>5028304That works as an insult.
>>5028271>>5028304Add a:>HUNK O TRASH, SPEED TALKING, LILY-LIVERED, YELLER BELLIED HARLOTin there somewhere
You decide not to practice gun safety. In your current rage, you shoot everywhere. The ceiling, the bars, and even at the floor. Or, at least, until you almost blow a toe off. "YOU YELLER BELLIED BUCKET OF BOLTS! I HOPE YER DAMN BLOOMERS RUST OFF YA CHUNK A' SCRAP METAL! YOU PIECE OF JUNK! YOU AINT NO LADY! YER SOME YUROPEEING WHOREAH! YER A GOT DAYUM LILY LIVERED, CITY SLICKER, DAMN YANK! YA GOSH DARN B I T C H!"There was a surprising amount of anger in your very small body."Seethe Lmao" "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"----- Five minutes later, and you're flying above the cityscape. At least you think you are; currently you're focused on looking anywhere but the ground. Cowboys aren't flying creatures, you see. You slowly land on the roof of what seemed to be a palace, and your cage's bars deactivate for a moment. This would be great news, if you weren't quickly surrounded and corralled into a room by furry things, connected to an unknown thing by wires. "Hope You Like The Room NoelleIt's Special-Made"The door slams shut, locked from the outside.You hear footsteps lead away from the door. Looking around the room, it's posh, but nothing out the ordinary. A luxurious bed, a wardrobe or two, a dog bed in the corner... Oh, and Noelle is pacing around in a panic. >What. Do.
>>5028363This is our chance, comfort her with some smooth western lines
>>5028363Take her hand, clasp it between both of ours and project the spirit of strong, callused cowpoke/gunfighter hands. "Don't you fret, darlin'. I been in tighter scrapes than this'n. Reckon we put our heads together, get our bearings, we can bust outta this high falutin' hoosegow 'fore suppertime."
>>5028363Break/shoot the thing connected to us. Utilize our autistic rage and destroy every object in this room.>>5028365>>5028426We'z still connected to a thing fellas.
>>5028470Consarn it. Supporting. THEN we give Noelle the pep talk.
Ask Noelle if she can do anything. A magic trick? Actual magic? Anything?
>>5028470I don't think we should have an autism fit and destroy everything.
>>5028593Yeah probably wouldn't be a good idea.We should see if we can manifest TWO guns.And then blast the shit out of the door.
>>5028623I think we should just talk to Noelle first before going destructive.
That wasn't meant as a response to a post.
>>5029554>>5029553(Sorry, sorry, we're on today, just had a couple issues yesterdayWe've got a longer time since it's the weekend, so today's gonna be a good day for usWriting now)
>>5028470(Sorry anon, the 'furry things' were connected to another 'thing', my mistake in the grammar)>>5028365>>5028426>>5028497>>5028591>>5028593>>5028623>>5028634>>5028685This is literally the perfect chance. It's like the spirit of the West itself pushed these events together for you. Quickly, you push your hat back just a little, and check your breath...Well, for someone who just ate garbage, you smelled okay. You put on your best swagger, and approach Noelle mid-pace. You clasp her hand and look up into her pretty doe-eyes. "Dontchya fret none, darlin'. I've been in way tighter scrapes and such than this'un. Just gotta... y'know, get our bearings and all. Then we can bust ourselves outta this yuropeein' jail!" You say, hoping that it gave off the airs of an experienced gunfighter. She immediately reached down to hug you. You're pretty sure you found heaven on Earth, at least in those few moments."You're a really brave kid, Del." She says, before the hug is broken and she lifts your hat for only a moment to ruffle your hair. A hug! That's... pretty much her sayin' she repric.... reprioc.... she also has what you have for her, but for you. You're absolutely sure. You cough into your fist, hoping she doesn't notice your blush. "So uh... how can we get ourselves outta here? D'you have any more of that... y'know, that ice stuff?" She looked down at her hand. "I... I still don't really know what it is. Sorry, Del."So, you're back where you started, but at least you're pretty sure it's official with Noelle.>What do we do, loverboy?
>>5029678Well, we should look at the room where we are. Maybe we can break out the door? We have a gun, after all.
>>5029678Shoot the hinges on the door.Also, seeing as Kris has a sword and a shield, we should try manifesting a lasso at some point, we might have multiple things too. What's a cowboy without a lasso?
>>5029678There were drawers and wardrobes in the room I think. Search through them. We can do that, and while we investigate perhaps Noelle can practice her ice magic. Now if I were her, I'd try to learn how to make piles of soft snow, snowballs, and ice skates.
>>5029740>>5029695>>5029691Suddenly, an idea pops into your head. You have a gun; you think so at leastStating down at your hand, you begin to ponder; how exactly did it appear last time? You didn't pull it out or anything. Maybe it just appeared because you wanted it to? You stare down into your hand, muttering "I need a gun, I need a gun, preferably a revolver," over and over again until... It came into existence with a small sparkle of light."Noelle! I have a plan!" You say, proudly. "Wait, Del is t-that a g-!?" With three loud gunshots, the hinges on the door were broken, a final shot busts the lock. God, you were cool. What was that squawking noise outside the door? The door goes down with a single push, and there's a blue-bird monster, who's in some sort of... weird sci-fi costume? "Are you kidding me?! I was just going to unlock it!""Berdly!?" Oh. So THIS was Berdly. As if this day wasn't stressful enough, now you have to deal with love life problems as well. >Chicken
>>5029761>And who are you, pardner?He's a chicken, he can't take our girl.
>>5029761Grab Noelle's hand and go. We don't need him to bust us out of the joint.
Ask if he's the friend of Noelle here.
>>5029767>>5029821>>5029824No no, I got an idea.>>5029761>how do ys do lily's lady. You friends with Noelle?https://youtu.be/H6cDTVKHsekIntroduce ourself and Delbert Arthur Morgan and start spinning some six shooters to flex on birb boy.I think it would be funny if we "mistakenly" confuse him for a girl, to insult his masculinity.
>>5029847That's cool and all, but if we fail we'l llook like a dweeb, and we didn't practice.
>>5029761>Howdy thar bluebirdAs we grab Noelle and leave, ignoring him further
>>5029852We're 9. We'll look cute even if we fail, but you doubt our level of YEEHAW? We were able to shoot off the hinges and the lock to the door to the door with some level of competency.
>>5029767>>5029821>>5029824>>5029847You have a devilish idea. "Howdy there ma'am, are ya a friend of Noelle here? Name's Delbert Arthur Morgan, butchya can call me Del." You say, attempting to spin your revolver around, but it falls off your hand and dissipates onto the floor. "...uh... I didn't want that any more since all the shootin' is done." You say, saving face. "I'm a man." He says, disgruntled. "Noelle, what's this kid doing here? This was supposed to be just you and me! Even before," he waved a...wing(?) around, "All of this, how could we get anything done with a little kid running around?" You glare up into his (very stupid) visor. "H-he was waiting for Kris outside the school. I didn't really want him to...be all alone out there." Noelle says, proving you have a great taste in love. Berdly seems to think for a second. "Ah, kind, sweet Noelle. I see what you mean." Berdly says, adopting a 'heroic poses.Was he... was he putting on some sort of persona?"What?" Noelle says, as even she is confused by Berdly. "You don't have to pretend! I understand completely. You don't want Kris to infect this," he pats you on the hat, pushing it over your eyes, "impressionable child with his extreme stupidity. So you brought him to me; so some of our smarts can rub off on him!" Is this city-slicker serious? You have no clue what it means, but something in your mind is screaming 'redditor'. "Well...." Noelle starts, before she seems to give that point up, "Sure, Berdly.""Well, Delbert, with all the authority Lord Berdly has, I name you... The third official servant of our Queen!">His life is like a video game
>>5029904>Now what in darnation are you speaking about, birdy?
>>5029904>"What, are you stupid? I'm a cowboy. Cowboys don't serve royalty. No self-respectin' cowboy ever has! You'd haf ta be crazy to support tyranny like that! The only fair system of governance be one in which the people democratically elect the people they want to be in charge based on their own needs. Not whoever has the most cages! The foundin' fathers understood this! It's time for a revolution! Viva la... um... where are we anyway?"Yee-haw.Time for revolutionary cowboy!
>>5029927Are you stupid? Cowboys aren't pro-government. There's more stories about cowboys being killed by the government than there are stories that even have anything to do with monarchies.Cowboys are decidedly anti-government.
>>5029932You think a cowboy would support a royal like Queen over a democractically elected government?He's an American, dammit!Del is just a kid anyway so it's not like he really knows the deep lore of cowboys. He's also referred to himself as a Ranger, aka an officer of the law.It's not like he's a murderous outlaw or thief who would have reason to hate the government anyway.
>>5029940>You think a cowboy would support a royal like Queen over a democractically elected government?No, i know a cowboy doesn't like governments zilch. Not republics either. It's always the cops that end up killing the cowboy. How many 'End of the Wild West' stories will it take to show that?>He's also referred to himself as a Ranger, aka an officer of the law.He also daydreamed about being murdered by the U.S ArmyThe part about not serving royalty is reasonable, but not the one about america. Cowboys don't serve no republic either.
>>5029927>Viva LaSo our character knows Spanish and referencing Communists? Kinda wack. Also, I'd argue he really wouldn't care about government as Cowboys have never really been against Monarchy.
>>5029904Resummon guns and practive gun spinning until we get it right. Are we able to pull bullets from the cylinders of our revolver(s)?Ah don't like that no good sow one bit, and I taint gonna be no one's shoe shiner no sir're. Ahm a people person, I help tha people, not serve no big headed monarch. Ah am beheld to no lord under the sun cept GOD, and you can take that to your queen, little lady.>>5029940>>5029966I kinda agree sorta ish. Lets not mention democracy.
>>5029904Queen? That high-falutin hoor with the tetanus in her britches? Better un-dub me right now birdbrain or I'm bringin my iron back and having me a turkey shoot.
>>5029904>>5030004Wait just one goldurn cotton-pickin minute. He touched our hat.He TOUCHED our HAT.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1BEbWACiC5wTell him the only reason we ain't beating the STUFFING (get it, he's a turkey) out of him right now is on account of there's a lady present.
(Del is obviously a peepeepoopooist guys, come on)"What in tarnation- A servant!? I'm a cowboy for Pete's Sake! We ain't 'bout serving some queen! Ain't no one under that damn su-... the damn sky's gonna get me to bow!" You say indignantly. Berdly sighs. "Seems like the brainrot's already taken hold. Hopefully, Noelle and I can do something to help you." He says, the self aggrandizing motherfu-"B-Berdly, what are you talking about!?" Noelle cuts in. "Our..." he stops to strike a 'heroic' pose, "Perfect world! A smartopia, if you will. Where the smart rule, and the dumb follow! No more bullying jocks who have the same IQ as the temperature in the Arctic! No longer shall the most oppressed group, gamers, face hardship!""No lack of nipples." He finishes in a whisper to himself. "Eyup, I'm done." You say, holding onto Noelle's hand, "Let's leave." You begin walking to the left of Noelle's room, with Berdly's crowing of "Wait! Queen said to stay here!"Then you heard the laughter.The rustbucket herself flew down again. "Hey Noelle, Noelle's Pet Lightner Child, Burghley." "There's A Small change in plans Turns Out They're Good At Punch Out And My Cannon Fodder Can't Beat ThemLmao I Have A Great Idea.Do You Like Roller Coasters Noelle?" "Uh... Well..." "Nice" ---------A little while later, and you're gripping the side of a Horse-themed roller coaster as the wind whips past you. The city is below, which doesn't work too good with your dislike of heights. Your only solace is the fact that Noelle is currently near you, just a single track away. The worst part of course, is that Berdly was also on one of the three tracks. A ways in front, you can see the Queen talking to three coasters, of which probably have people in them.You can make out something like Peon, before Noelle's coaster speeds up.Wait. Is that Yuropean gonna make Noelle fight them three on one!?You have the roller coaster controls in front of you, and a choice to make. >WHY ARE WE GOING SO FUCKING FAST!
>>5030042>GO EVEN FASTERRRRRHI HOSILVER AWAYYY
>>5030042>SPEED AHEAD TO PROTECT OUR DAMEAIN'T NO GODDAMN CITY-SLICKER GOING TO HURT OUR WOMAN
>>5030042SHOOT AT THE QUEENS CHAIR!
>>5030047>>5030045>>5030065You speed ahead, ready to meet whoever wanted to fight Noelle head-on.Speeding forwards, you're shocked to discover it's Kris/Beta, a large lizard girl, and a smaller goat girl.Noelle and the Lizard seem to be yelling things at eachother; probably threats, with Noelle asking her to stop politely... Yeah, that sounds about right.Fighting hasn't broken out yet, but you feel as if it could occur in an instant. Three enemiesThree people who want to hurt Noelle...It doesn't matter if you know Beta. Noelle comes first!The wind rushes past your ears as your heart is hardened....>What do, my cowboy frens?
>>5030042AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHY ARE WE YELLING
>>5030168>"I hate to be sidin' with Queen of all darn people, but... If you three are going to threaten Noelle, I'm afraid that the free ride's over for ya, punks!">"Draw!">Shoot at the wheels of their rollercoaster cartsAw yeah, time for cowboy boss fight.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pG0DGTtdtb4
>>5030178Kinda spicy. +1
>>5030178support lol, also I realized that Del, Noelle and Berldy make like a bizarro Fuck Squad, Del the human to Kris, Noelle the healer to Ralsei and Berdly the warrior to Susie
https://youtu.be/KLL85CsYO84You go full speed ahead, your cart crashing into the goat's car, bumping you both back a bit. "You!?" Beta yells, staring incredulously. "Kris, you know this kid!?" The Purple Lizard says. "Wait, De-" Noelle starts, before her coaster starts to move back. "Well That Didn't WorkBurgley Back Up The Cowboy" You try your best to ignore the bird who slowly speeds up to your level and sings his own praises. "Now, I hate to be sidin' with that dang Queen outta all people but...If you three are gonna be threatenin' my Noelle then this ride is over ya yeller bastards!" You finish with a triumphant yell, firing a shot at the Purple Lizard's coaster. It hit it's mark, making her coaster shudder."Wait! Can't we solve this peacefully?" Says the goat. Pfft, of course he/she would talk like that. Hard to push around a tough cowboy like you can Noelle. You take aim at the goat next....Before your aim is thrown off by something ramming into you; Beta's coaster. >They say the West has died; this isn't true. It lives on within us all.
>>5030264>"Beta! I shoulda known you'd try something like this again after last night! But, there's a reason they call this handgun the great equalizer, pard'ner.">Do a gun trick and spin it around in our hands.>"Six shots, 'Kris'. That's all a true cowboy needs. Now, let's see you choke on this!">Shoot a barrage of bullets at Kris' cart.
>>5030235Clearly our team should be 'the Good, the Bad and the Ugly'.Noelle is the Good, we're the Bad, and Berdly is...Well you get the point.
>>5030264Wait. We're falling for the Queen's schemes. We should flee with Noelle with Birdly and the queen do their own thing.>>5030284We don't like the queen, but I don't see reason why we should be fighting Kris.
>Stop and think about your actions. Weren't you opposed to the queen? Why are you fighting for her?See if you can make the ride change direction to run off with Noelle.
>>5030318We can't exactly flee, and i'm pretty sure Del doesn't know that they're not trying to attack Noelle.
>>5030325We could certainly try, and even if he doesn't know that they weren't trying to attack Noelle, they got beef with the queen. If we flee now with Noelle, that just leave more beating for that big headed blue Betty.
>>5030271+1, but throw a couple of shots at the queens chair for forcing Noelle into this>>5030324They threatened Noelle, it's not over till nobody's moving
>>5030271Support but let's change Beta to Kris, no need to make people think he's weird or something
>>5030355Yeah, good idea
>>5030271+1 except>change Beta to Kris>fire a shot or two at Queen's chair, because she's the reason we're in this mess
You think about going off with Noelle; but could she truly be safe with these guys out there still?"B- 'Kris'! I shoulda known you'd pull somethin' like this again! But yer forgettin why the revolver's called the Great Equalizer!"You spin the chamber. "I've got six shots, 'Kris!' Choke on em!" You barely even aim as you unload a wall of lead at Kris. Three hit the wheels, two fall off into space, and one hits kris smack dab in his chest. "Kris!" The purple one yells in rage. But Beta is mostly fine... could the bullets work differently on livin' things? You were in a totally different world, so it didn't seem too out of scale. "Aha! See, even your little friend realizes who's in the right!" Berdly gloats, as he gains what you can only describe as a 'I smell my own farts' face. "Really, this country bumkin is already leagues smarter than you, Kris! And he's only nine! If you defect, maybe we can bump your GPA up zero point five!" Berdly then unleashes some strange wavy attack at the trio, not really getting the memo on the 'aim for the wheels' deal. Suddenly, the goat waves his/her hands, and Kris' armor loses a dent. You have a new target.>The day the West was Won.
>>5030473(Sorry for taking a monumental amount of time, guys, sorta lost track)
>>5030473>Fire 4 shots at Ralsei>"In the West, ya learn quick to shoot the sawbones first!">Fire 2 shots at Queen's chair>"But don't ya THINK for a secon' I forgot who got us inna this mess!"
>"Now i don't care much of this highfalutin' yuropean talk or this darned blue scrapheap's goals, but i ain't about to any of you hurt noelle here!">Shoot Ralsei
>>5030491support, but divert one from queenie to Berdly for calling us a 9 year old, we're at LEAST 12... I think.
>>5030491Shooting them seems a bit weird, we could just call them dumb.
>>5030505I think we should just call queen and berdly something. We're not working with them, we just don't want them to hurt noelle.Because, you know, Del thinks they're out to hurt her or something.
>>5030491>Fire 4 shots at Ralsei>"In the West, ya learn quick to shoot the sawbones first!"Support this part
"There's one rule in the good ol' west! Shoot the sawbones first!" You say, aiming for the goat. As you were about to become the youngest to ever violate the Geneva convention, the purple one bashed into your coaster head-on...That isn't very good. Your hi-ho Silver coaster can't take much more. BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM!Four shots are fired towards the Goat, two hitting him in the stomach, as two hit his Coaster's wheels.You spin your gun, and 'accidentally'fire a shot in Queen's direction. The battle continues in turns, neck and neck. Until the final blow to your cart is dealt, and you go flying off the track... You hear yelling above you match with your own, as you tumble down, down, even farther down. -------You blacked out at some point. But you aren't asleep. WHAT STRANGE ATTIRE. >Home, dark Home.
>>5030553Uhh...Pa? Creator? Shadowy voice from the void? Is that you?
>>5030553No! It's cool! You cant tell me what to wear!
>"I was wearing this when I arrived! And I can summon guns! *try to do that to show off* Isn't that cool?"
>>5030670Support and spin the gun but accidentally trigger it so it shoots away like a rocket
>>5030670+1, I wonder if Gaster is gonna get Papyrus vibes from us
(Sorry anons, it's been an awful weekend for me; I'll more than likely be on a bit later tonight
You attempt to voice your indignation, but you once again realize you can't truly 'talk' here like you do when... not in the dark. So, you try and think very hard about how it just appeared on you when you arrived. Not only that, but the outfit fits your personality perfectly! Not to mention you've got the skill skill back it up. You 'speak'/imagine/project the idea of you spinning it around like you did once before, but your mind wanders to the natural conclusion of it going off. ....SUCH PERSONALITY.STRANGE. COULD IT BE DUE TO YOUR...HMM. WELL. I WONDER.DO YOU ENJOY THE BEEGEES? What?-------Your eyes slowly open; the open sky of the dark world looms above, and the sounds of the city are... gone? Instead, you can hear a panicked, "Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Staying alive, staying alive!" Being repeated like a prayer, with some sort of pressure being pushed into your chest. You slowly open one eye to see a panicked Berdly, doing... CPR on you, with a generally freaked out look on his face. Would it be awkward to interrupt your own chest compressions? >This is medically accurate
>>5031185>"The Song ain't bad, pardner, but you can stop singing it now."
>>5031185>Quietly go ''Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Staying ali~ve''
>>5031185Tip your hat and thank the little lady. Shes cute, but I dont think we'd make a good fit for her.We funny boy!
"I WONDER.DO YOU ENJOY THE BEEGEES?"Was Gaster referring to "Vegetables" due our green coloration?Also, regarding Berdly:>*blink* "Uuh, I would have preferred a fairer lady to meet me in Heaven."
>>5031185Did you know you are sometimes supposed to put in enough preassure to break ribs on adults but you can go softer on children if i remember my training right
>>5031185https://youtu.be/sXj1aaRCIcYDont forget to say no homo, even if it is CPR.
>>5031413(It's the band who made 'Stayin Alive')>>5031197>>5031209>>5031256>>5031262>>5031285>>5031451"Y'know, that's a good song partner, butchya can stop singin' now." Berdly jumps back for a second. "You're ali-!, I mean, you're gonna have to work harder on your landing if you're going to keep your number three spot." He points his beak up in the air. "It's a very sought after position." You can't take the smug, but you just nod. "Mhmm. Say, where are we?" Taking the scenery in, you're in what looks like meadow, wire-grass as far as the eye can see, spreading over hill and valley. For some reason, you really like this place. "HALP! SOMEONE HALP ME!" A male voice screams over the hill. >Yeehaw?
>>5031793Go help the cowpoke
>>5031793Let's go check it
You take a deep breath as the spirit of the west overtakes you metaphorically.You bark a small "C'mon!" At Berdly as you run up and over the hill. Staring down, you see a carriage without horses, and no one in sight. Approaching the carriage, you look under, and see only a pair of boots on the other side. Standing back up, you feel a cold weight on the back of your head. "Don't you move none boah, we got chyer little birdy too.">Creating a whole new area for a deltarune quest? More likely than you think.
>>5031858We can will our gun into existence with our mind, can't we shoot his gun out of his hand?
>>5031882+1 time for some gunfuCONSEQUTIVE. C. Q. C.!
You slowly place one hand behind your back, and your current captor takes this as a sign of surrender. Quick as lightning, you summon your revolver and fire one into his stomach. "You sunova-!!!" He yells, as you fire at his own gun, blowing it out of his hand. Of course, you don't see a normal person. He's tall, or at least his ten gallon hat makes him seem so.Imagine a cowboy's Attire, but remove the actual cowboy. Keep the clothes suspended though; and add a bandana with a strange shadow behind it, that shows only two eyes. You think of someone named 'Rayman', but you have no clue what that is... You jump on him, and place the barrel of yer gun against his forehead. On the outside, you keep it calm. But on the inside, you're screaming in happiness; you were a real authentic gunslinger! C'mon, who wouldn't be excited!?>(B) Antagonize
>>5031903>Now, I didn't expect the first westerner I met out here to be a yeller-bellied coward bandit. Now,Cock the hammer>Tell me why you had to do that pardner. Quickly now, my trigger finger's gettin' itchy
>>5031903also this post is the 469th. nice
You press the gun a bit harder into his face/bandana. "Naow, I didn' expect the first one ah my folk to be a darn low down, dirty, yeller bellied bandit, but..." You pull back the hammer. "Country Boys make do. Now, tell me just why you made that dumb lil' decusion?"You lower your voice like you're some spaghetti western hero.Thisissocoolthisissocoolthisissocool"N-now see here, ya got day... ya kind gentleman. M-money's real hard ta come by, gotta getchyer fill while ya can, right?">WE JUST NEED MORE MONEY, DELBERT.
>>5032008That's not an excuse, but we're not a priest. Ask him where the hell we are (this region, that is)
>>5032008Tell Birdbrain to fetch that shootin iron. "Now I couldn't help but hear you said 'we'. Where's yer pardners at? Would be a dang shame if they was waitin to bushwhack us. Tragic turn of events. For you."
>>5032029>>5032013You narrow your eyes at him. That wasn't a good excuse. "Now, where in the sam hill are we?" You ask your current captive. "Yer in the Fourplains, s-sir." He says, trembling. What kind of name was that? Sounded pretty unoriginal. "Berdly, get hi-" you start to say, but you realize he's nowhere to be found. Did he even come over the hill? "M-my friends have him! That's why ya can't hurt me none, right? Cause they'll hurt him all over if ya hurt me!"You didn't like Berdly much. A lot of people probably felt the same. But like Hell you were gonna let some two-bit outlaw take an innocent bird!"And where are ya buckaroos?!""J-just up the trail! There's a little camp!">They got Hose- I mean, they got Berdly!
>>5032037Grab his gun before he can get to it. Have him lead us to the camp, walking a ways ahead of us. Any funny moves and we ventilate him.
>>5032037Tell him to get on his belly an hand behind his back. We'll tie him up with his bandanna, take his gun, check him for other weapons, then go rescue Birdley. Unlike this lawless cowpatty, we got honor and class. Ain't no honor in killing someone who can't defend themselves none.Now, if he was really looking to ear some dark dollars, cowboy like him couldn't been a bounty hunter or shoot, maybe some deputy.Interrogate him for numbers, layout, etc. We don't want to hurt him or his friends, but if he cares for any of them he'll tell us the truth, else we might have some "accidents".
>>5032037Tie him up and go get berdly
>>5032037We have acquired two guns now. That's like....double the shot! Dont forget to take his gun holster so se have some place to put his gun. Does he have an ammo belt, or ammo for his gun? I dont even know if we need to keep track of all these bullets of his.Important question but what kinds of guns do we have and the bandit had? Single action revolvers? Double actions?
>>5032538Why would we use a darkner gun? We already have our fancy mindgun we can summon.
>>5032561Two guns are better than one, plus we can spin two revolvers, which is double impressive for the ladies. Specifically Noelle.
>>5032615It's a darkner's gun, it's not fit for us.
>>5032655Says you? You're arguing over a gun? And you're argument is "I dont like it?"
>>5032667Yes, all lightners get their custom equipment in the darkworld, they don't use other stuff.
>>5032697But they literally find stuff in the Dark World to use.
>>5032697Just because we didn't find it in a chest/buy it from a shopkeeper doesn't mean it isn't a perfectly valid weapon!
>>5032707I'm pretty sure it does.
>>5032719What about the Devil's Knife?
>>5032726Isn't that just Jevil in a weird form?
>>5032719Pretty sure you got shit opinionGot em
>>5032729You get it from defeating an enemy, it's good enough for me!Also the reason that that the fuck squad never takes any weapons is because no one uses the kind that they do. I think there's one(1) enemy in deltarune that uses a sword, for example.
>>5032808I think it's so Deltarune doesnt become q turn based looter and you dont have to spend ten minutes organizing your inventory.
You leave a boot on his 'throat' as you grab his revolver. Studying it for a second, you cringe. It was rusty as all heck, and you were scared for yourself if you tried to fire it. Throwing it away, you try to pull the outlaw up, but you can't. Slightly embarrassed, you yell at the outlaw to take you to Berdly, or so help you pa...You walk with your hostage at gunpoint down the trail, there's no sun, but you feel the metaphorical heat of frontier justice. You reach a wooded area, but it's too sparse to be called a true forest. "Dammit, they got Soo!" You hear an accented voice yell from behind a tree. You were going up against a whole gang!? Your heart pumped from excitement. If only Noelle could see you now...>It's like a western, but you're small and technically not human
>>5032834Use Soo as a meatshield and start shooting guns out of their hands or holsters. Where Berdley you dang banditos!>don't like revolver because it's rusty>not feeling deep regret and empathy for the uncared for gun>not wanting to collect and clean themEmersion broken. Can we still collect the guns to clean later?
>>5032834We have a weird broken soul, don't we? Can't we use it to like...maybe dodge the attacks? Otherwise, just shoot their guns. That's the best we can do.>>5032868Using a meatshield ain't very cowboy like. That's what banditos do, and we're not a bandito.
>>5032871I don't have many references, but I don't see how cowboys don't use meat shields, or wouldn't in our case.
You hold still in the trail. Squinting into the forest, you can see a few figures behind trees, holding long sticks, which are probably rifles. You keep Soo close, still on the fence on the whole meatshield idea. You take aim, and fire! It slams into the tree, and you see leaves drop as the whole structure shudders....your number one enemy; cover. >This is a bad situation, but the power of cowboys flows within you
>>5032928The trees shuddered? Well, keep shooting them until the trees until the outlaws fall. I don't think we can run out of magical boolets.
>>5032928shoot all of the trees! Continue using Soo as cover since we don't have any.
You shoot at the trees like a a madman; if you can make em shudder enough, you can probably drop one or two on em!Your fire is returned twice fold, and Soo is shrieking his head off. Dust is kicked up around you, as the men probably don't want to shoot their comrade. One shot rings out louder than them all, and the gunfire goes quiet. "He dropped an apple on my fu-" "Excuhyuse me, pal. Looks like you have a friend of our's; but you're... a mite underhanded." A suave but drawling voice calls out to you.>Kahblam
>>5032962>Gimme the Bird, and your friend keeps his kneecaps! Nice and slow, hands empty.
>>5033341It was almost perfect, and you soiled it, SOILED IT.
I don't think a post of mine has ever been so popular!
(Sorry for the late start date anons, writing now. Here's a Berdly with a funny, relevant filename for your patience)
You stare down into the wooded area, and you see him. If the others are wearing 10 gallon hats, he has a 40 gallon. Two feet of hat stretches into the sky, combined with a most tantalizing, shiny big iron at his waist. His spurs were gold, and the size of your fist. You ignore is smug talk, and stare him down. "Hand over mah bird, and yer friend here keeps his kneecaps." You growl out. All is silent for a moment. "But Soo's a retard!", a voice from the trees yells.Your captive shakes in his boots as he can feel his worth as a hostage plummet. "K-kill yourself Inco! At least I pull my weight! You just look at pictures of men dressed like wo-" "Are you two doing this got dayum nonsense right now!? You're both equally invalid." "Eat shit, Un!" The captive and first voice scream in unison...Until the leader fires into the air, with a blast louder than all others. "Ahem. Noaw; I've got a proposition for ya, bud. I can't give ya yer... avian-type feller back..." "Just yet. Y'see, I need a little favor from ya..." >Metaphors are great
>>5033808>"Well, pardner, and what's to stop me from continuing to shoot ya till your hats turn into sieves? What is it you even want?"
"Yeah? Well what's stoppin me from riddlin' ya with bullets and turnin yer hats to seives?" You ask, as the leader places a cyber-cigarette in his mouth. "See, boah... we still got yer friend. Ain't sayin we'll touch a feather on that blue chicken's head... yet. Y'think these are all mah boahs? Sure, I had more in the 2000s, but dayum if the Fourplains ain't still alive!"He gets some cheering for that statement. "So; I need ya to do me a favor. Y'know what a 'Moderator' is, boah?"You nod, knowing this despite never hearing that word before. "Good. Deal with our little jannie problemo, in the best way ya can, and you can have yer pet birdy free of charge. If ya don't... it'll be harder on ya."Your brows furrow as you weigh your options.>Heavy-handed!
>>5033859JANITOR WITH NOTHING TO EATLOOKING FOR POSTS TO DELETEA FAT MAN ON THE VERGE OF DEATHALWAYS SHORT OF BREATHUNEMPLOYEDAND SHORT OF BREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATHHHHHHHHHHHH(to the tune of https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3472Q6kvg0)this was a /v/ the musical DLC song, but it got wiped from youtube for some reason. damn shame I tell ya what>Accept the offer. You are a cowboy of your word. You will deliver.Everybody loves an anon that delivers and is legit.
>>5033862seconding, let's bag us a jannie
>>5033859>Accept the offer. You are a cowboy of your word. You will deliver.
>>5033859Accept, but we want something in turn. A horse. We're gonna need a horse from them.
>>5033859>Accept the offer. You are a cowboy of your word. You will deliver.Fair enough, though i do hope we get to have some cowboy adventures with berdly. Everyone else is having their own thing, Susie with Ralsei and Kris with Noelle.
>>5033859>Accept the offer. You are a cowboy of your word. You will deliverLet's get to work.
Refuse and shoot.One doesn't negotiate with terrorists.
>>5034167True, but at the same time, i hate jannies.
Your heart fills with hatred at the word 'Jannie'. You've never met one before, but you just know they're horrible... maybe you two aren't so different after all. You stare into his eyes, and push Soo forwards. "Deal." Their leader nods approvingly. "Good, good'un. Travel to the west for a while; you'll catch em soon enough." You see Soo skirt off into the brush, and you feel the eyes on you slowly leave. Walking in the direction that you assume to be westward, you feel... strangely empty. You finally place the word. Lonely. You were very lonely. You missed Noelle. You missed Mrs.Toriel. You kinda missed that Berdly. You even missed Beta. Or at least, what Beta could have been.Why didn't he like you? It's not like you came here on bad intentions, you came to help him! You and Beta could have had some sorta cool sibling relationship. And then you had your weird soul to worry about. What did it mean? That Yankee called it 'broken'. How can a soul... be like that? It isn't fair. It really isn't fair. For some reason, the cool breeze of the Fourplains feels biting cold. >Oh hey, almost forgot your life has kinda sucked up till now. A very bad day and a half.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SOOOOOONTHERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE
>>5034639Lay your weary head to restDon't you cry no more[Guitar solo]
>>5034639>>5034723Support. Start singing vaguely western and western related music terribly
>>5034626>"I may be lonely, but pops is watching me from above the clouds.">Hum Country Roads during the journey, wondering if pops feels lonely too
>>5034639>>5034723https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHZkzv2HBYMOnce I rose above the noise and confusionJust to get a glimpse beyond this illusionI was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
>>5034723We should probably hold off on the part about laying our head to rest for now and wait until we aren't in the dangerous darkworld or have noelle's shoulder to sleep on
...Things suck right now. But they'll get better. They have to. Then, you can lay your weary head to rest, and cry no more. Da na na na! Heh, but seriously, you comforted yourself in those thoughts as you trudged onwards. You eventually find a trail that goes westward, and continue on it. Better to avoid any... cyber rattlesnakes off the path. It isn't too long after your emotional moment that you hear... horses? Heading down the trail you were on! >HORSE
>>5035472Turn around and hit em with the Marty Robbins stance
>>5035489>>5035479You lean forward slightly, summoning your revolver and pointing it downward. You leave one hand out, and take a step. This pose, you realize, has one power above all others; it makes you seem cool. The hoofbeats draw closer, and you see two 'men' riding along the path. They have a similar 'Rayman-esque' design of the outlaws from earlier, but their shadowed heads disappear behind bowler hats, with holes cut for their eyes. Their average outfit looks to be more in the line of a business suit rather than the rough cowboy outfit. They notice you, and stop just in time, dust flying up around you at their quick stop. "You,", he stopped to cough, "are on Jannie Moderation Agency territory, leave at once." He had a strange monotone to his voice, but there was strangely no malice. His partner glanced from you to him. Maybe you could tell these Jannies to take their friends and leave the Fourplains?>less of a metaphor, more of an obnoxious simile
>>5035516Shot it in the eye
>>5023967The fact none of you even so much as came close to a suggestion that sounded something akin to Pecos or Bill shows me y'all ain't nothing but a bunch a lilly livered sissies. It makes me sad.
>>5035516>Squint hard>"See I can't do that. Yew ain't got the awthoritay to sen' me on my way. You're gonna need ta take me to yer moderator."
>>5035516>"We don't need none of that partner, but I got some info for your big boss.">run as administratorWe could try and convince the jannies to take them to their leader (if they have one), that'll make it easier for a peaceful or violent solution.
>>5035558Then teach us the true ways of the Cowboy, anon.>>5035574+1
>>5035574+1>>5035558Don't have to be all retreads, anon. Even horses need new shoes.
(Can't post tonight due to irl issues, but don't worry guys, Tomorrow we'll be able to)
You squint hard, harder than you've ever squinted before. "Y'see, I ain't doing that. Yall don't have the authoritah tah make me. I've gotta see yer moderat- uh, yer biggest moderator. Yessiree." You were getting red in the face as you squinted with all of your might. "Is it defecating?" The other Moderator asks the first, but the first replies in the negative. "No, he lacks the sight and smell of feces. This user will not be banned." Turning back to you, he speaks once again in his quick, monotone voice.b"Have you gone through the proper appointment scheduling?""Er, yeah." "Proceed in second on my partner's Trojan Horse." You feel a joy swell up in your heart... a horse! You were gonna ride a horse! Look at us now, pa!The two continue on their way, never even leaving the trail. Slowly, you come upon what looks to be a neatly organized row of tents, with a larger one in the middle. "Curfew is at 8:00 PM. We expect you gone by then." The Moderator says, forcing you off his horse before you can compute, letting you fall with a thud.As he rides off again, you mutter a small "Jannie." You're in between the two main squares of smaller tents; a path branches off way behind the camp itself, while the main path leads to the larger tent. >Jannies glow in the dark
>>5037426discretely appraise everything and everyone around you. No telling this could end up becoming a shoot off. Keep an eye out for any tied up Trojan horsies in case we need to make a get away.
>>5037501You take a quick look around. For a campsite, this place is too damn clean. The tents are pristine, the air has a lemony-scent, and you're 25% sure the dirt is sanitized. Buzzing around the camp are multiple moderators, doing Pa knows what. The path to the side seems barely travelled, while the path to the main tent is littered with uniform footprints. Staring at the outskirts, you see a line of Trojan horses, all facing a trough filled with a green liquid. Overall, this place was too clean to be comfy. >campgrounds are supposed to smell like nature and bear shit, not ferbreeze
>>5037531We should look around to find the big boss, that's what we came here for, ye?This would be easier if we had a few options, honestly...
>>5037766Yea, it’s a bit too open ended.
>>5037531>investigate the green liquid, what even is this juice? Could be useful info for the future, might help us blend in if it makes us glow.
>>5037872+1 this>>5037531Also pet and befriend horses. Horses are silly creatures.
>>5037783>>5037766(I would normally, but the open-endedness has a story related reason to exist)>>5038025>>5037882>>5037872You make your way around the Jannies milling about, heading straight for the horses. Er, Trojan Horses, you mean. You stand next to the last one in the line, closest to the main path. "Hey there," you take a quick look, "Girl" You lose yourself in petting the horse, in a subdued happiness. Wait, weren't you here to do something? Right, the Green stuff. You dip a finger i- YEAOW! You jump back, wiping the finger off on your pants. It doesn't look too burnt, pretty red though. Was that some kind of acid?As if it wanted to mock you, the Trojan Horse you had finished petting took a long drink. ...Intimidating. Shaking your head, you remember your current goals. 1. Deal with Jannie's to save Berdly2. Find Noelle3. Deal with Beta and his gang4. Eventually marry Noelle5. Find out how to get your Pa to attend said wedding. There's still the option of the main path to the tent, and the small side path around the back. You, sir, are one busy cowpoke.>Duty calls
>Check the main tent. Practice an angry glare for intimidation purposes.Do we look blue like Kriss?
>>5038077+1, And i think we do
>>5038077( >>5026358 right here anon) >>5038094You walk down the main path, bumping into many milling moderators (alliteration is fun). Along the way you practice the glare and squint combo, throwing on a growl for good measure. Throwing up the cloth entrance, you step back and gag as you're hit with the scent of disappointment and body odor. Stepping inside, you see nothing but a pile of... clothes? The clothes turned around.It wasn't a pile of clothes. It was the biggest jannie anyone's ever seen. Dear God. "Do you have an appointment?" He says, in a out-of-breath voice, as he digs into a bowl of what seems to be Chicken Tenders. A large screen is to the side of him, like a chalk board sized tablet. Average Yankee; ya guess. >Neet Tent
>>5038146>There's redditors raiding the border boards! You need to get out there and give 'em hell!
>>5038214Ohh, you have a plan. "Sir!" You say, putting on a panicked voice. "There's Redditors, they're invading the blue boards! They're raiding! You haveta stop them!" The accent was dropped to better show your 'distress'. He let out a groan, then tapped his screen. "Ugh. For the last time; Redditors increase the board population, thus increasing activity, thus improving board quality. Come back when you've got ACTUAL news." He chortled, putting on some show about magical girls on the screen as he dipped a tender into a bucket of honey-mustard. Grumbling, you stomp back outside. Your hatred of Jannie's is growing by the minute. You try your best to think up another plan. Suddenly, from behind the main tent, you can hear something clatter.>WHAZZAT
>>5038232>Check It!On the way, check and see if they have any... media, up. Maybe we can use their affection against them.
>>5038299>>5038269(Sorry for being a bit late on this one; had dinner and a shower) You creep around the side of the tent; sticking to the smaller path. Peeking around the back you see... It's that damn Carpetbagger, Spamton! Once again you find him in the garbage, this time it's the camp's collective trash heap. He seems to be rooting through it for items. Okay, just take a step ba-A very inconvenient stick has screwed you over. His head whips around to you, as if his neck had nothing holding it in place. "HEY, IF IT ISN'T THAT LIGHTner [red dead redemption]!" You immediately summon your revolver. "RELAX, I'VE [thunk] FOR A LONG WHILE, AND CAME TO A [revelation]." He says, as his body revolves to face the same way as his head. "TRYING TO SELL ME A [defective object]? YOU'RE JUST AN [honestsalesman], LIKE ME! THAT'S WHAT GETS YOU [Big], COWPOKE! GET AS MUCH [kromer] AS YOU CAN [free shipping]!" You take immediate offense to his implication. "I ain't some low-down snake oil seller! I didn't know mah... y'know, soul was all like that. And I didn't even try to sell it to you!" He does his strange laugh again. "AH, YOU SOUND LIKE THAT [little sponge]! HE AND I DID SOME [deal] TOO! NOW..." He pointed to an assortment of items he had laid out on the ground. "[Ripoff] GOODS, STRAIGHT FROM THE [blob]! WHAT DO YA SAY, COWPOKE?" Did... did he mean something from the Jannie leader? Maybe you could find something to blackmail him with, into.... well, helping you solve the whole jannie problem.You take a long while to comb through the collection; but you finally find it. 'Naked Wrestling Magical Girl Senpai Buzzword!', was written on the top of what looked like a comic book. Flipping through it, it's nothing but girls wrestling. Pfft, who'd like something like that? Way too girly for your taste... but it's a perfect tool to blackmail that tub of jannie! He wouldn't want anyone thinking he was a sissy."How much for this?" You ask, holding up the comic. Spamton is vibrating as he lists off random numbers, his hand ready to shake on a new deal. "12 43 583 9345 8472 14 2 5 49 233-" You didn't check, but somehow you know you have... 43 Darkbucks. Did that increase since... a while ago? >roll 1d40, may good prices flow your way. First come, first serve.
Rolled 29 (1d40)>>5038322
Clearly our human is too young at the times if girls wrestling doesn't interest him. Unless these are ugly girls.
Rolled 28 (1d40)>>5038322>>5038397Maybe the good parts are blurred out
>>5038322I just realized why Delta's "soul" is so fucked into pieces.It's because each fragment is made out of (you).
You grasp his hand just as he says 29. "Deal!" "DEAL!" You pull the wad of cash from your pocket, and like a vacuum, he sucks the Krom- er, cash into his mouth, coughing it back up. You quickly look behind you for any painful dollar signs; when you turn back, you see Spamton scuttle off into the grass. Like a rat. You're sure you won't see him again. Completely.With the Wrestling Girl magazine, you walk back around, ready to blackmail that fat ja... wait.>What are you even going to blackmail him into?
>>5039056This is a blue board right? Blue boards are rent supported to have wrestling girls, and we found this in the jannies trash. He could get into some serious trouble.Go talk to one of the admins or moderators about this. Maybe we can get him fired.
>>5038397The only girl Del has eyes for is Noelle, obviously.>>5039060Good idea.
Ohhh, you have a good plan. You waltz into the center of the camp, with all the swagger a gunslinger can allow. "HEY BOAHS!"You hold up the Wrestling Comic. "LOOK AT WHAT YER BOSS THREW AWAY!" You yell, as you throw the book into the center path. All traffic stops. The world stands still. "Pornographic content is against the rules." One says. "But it was posted with permission from HQ." Another pipes up. He's answered with a Magical bullet to the face, and falls back with an 'OOF'. It's less than a second later, and bullets are flying, the whinnying of Trojan horses can be heard. Of course, you know from experience that these things aren't fatal; they're more like a punch. But you still crawl below the storm of bullets as you make your way to the horses. "Hey, hey girl, remember me?" You say, petting the same Trojan Horse from earlier.It whinnies, but in more of a 'What the shit is happening' type of way. "Eyup, we're leaving!" You say, attempting to hop up on her back, and falling off into the mud. Thankful that no mod was there to see your embarrassment, you jump on successfully this time, and goad it to lightly trot back east... ------Slowly, you leave the path and come across the slight spatter of trees. You hear yelling, a lookout telling their boss of your return, you reckon. You, for one, are ecstatic at the idea of having your own horse, and are already brainstorming names. >'A Horse With No Name' is taken, any alternatives?
>>5039105+1 its a cute name. Very marely.
>>5039105I like it
>>5039105Unless someone comes up with something better, I vote this.
Clint Westwood for a name works.
You pet the back of her head, as the perfect name pops into your head. Patsy Cline! You congratulate yourself on your country music knowledge, as one of the outlaws from before runs out, waving his floating hands. You click your tongue and say, "Woah, girl." You have to hide it because it doesn't look cool, but you're absolutely brimming with joy. You sit straight and give him a small "Howdy." The outlaw squints his eyes at you. "How in the hell'd you get a hor- nevermind. Boss said ta dee-rect ya to camp." He pointed right, jumping back when Patsy tried to bite him. "Dammit! It's two miles that way, get goin!" Snickering, you move onwards. Slowly, but surely, you come across a circle of wagons, with a menagerie of Trojan Horses outside. There's a small break in the wagon circle for entrance. You climb off of Patsy, and with a heavy hand you place your own hat on her head. Can't lose her in the crowd. Now, you stand at the precipice of the outlaws camp; your little task is done and the payment is a bird. Taking a good look, you see that the middle wagon is the largest, but the third clockwise has a table and an outlaw sitting at it, smoking a... Cyber cigarette? >Your sub-journey is almost over, cowboy.
>>5039661Wheres Birdley! Yal better not had done something weird,
>>5039665+1Hand over the birdman and nobody gets hurt
Check if the bird is okay first and ask how was he captured so fast.
(Sorry for the late update, got busy around the end of the day)You summon your pistol, and fire a shot into the air. The current absence of your hat gives you plenty of heartache, but you ignore it. "Ah-HEM!" All eyes are on you, even a couple tent flaps flip open so the occupants can get a look. "Naow! I've done my fair share a' work! Gotchyer problem settled. Now I want my Bird! And if you did anythin' weird, I s-" "And haow exactly didjya solve our lil 'problem'?" Another yells, with the jangle of giant spurs; the leader of the outlaws had exited his tent. "The jannies are fightin' eachother. Thanks to me." You say, pointing to yourself. Gawd, you looked cool. "They ain't gonna be botherin anyone no more." You could hear a pin drop. And then a cacophony of whoops and cheers breaks the silence. Except for their leader. He moves closer and whispers, so you can barely hear him above the din. You get a good look at his shadow 'face'. "Didyew really? How 'solved' is it?" He's pretty intimidating, but you keep your resolve. "They're fightin' each other while we're talkin'. They won't bother yall for a while, at the very least." He's silent for a minute, but shakes your hand with vigor. "Well, looks like ya really did earn that little birdy! Follow me, we tied him up to a tree. Wouldn't stop whinin." ----------------‐‐-----------"Come on, please let me go, I'll give you my Dad's credit card please let me go-" Berdly was begging for his release even as you walked up. Two ropes bound him to a tree, and a blindfold covered his vision."Damn it, shut it already!" He says, grabbing hold of Berdly's beak. He gets the message. "....Hey Berdly." You say. Man, this was awkward. "Del!? Er, good you came, I was just about to absolutely school this imbecile!" He copes, as the outlaw's leader cut him down. >Anything to say to your newly-rescued comrade, or your... kinda-ally?
>>5039869>The current absence of your hat gives you plenty of heartache, but you ignore it.Wait when did we lose the hat!?Shame on ya, offerin ta give way ya pa's hard earned credit info! ya should learn ta be a man some times, uh real man. Take it from me. I'm nine years under my shoulders and I'm more man then mosta the dirty dang onions drinkin, kale salad eatin, daisy dancin pretty boys! Now come on, we'z gotta do somethin bout that dirty damn Queen- wait....Queen, bandits, a recently bout of jannie infighting.....How does yal fell about help in raiding that dang dirty queens palace? Tons oh loot no doubt, and no jannies to stop us. It's take we layed down the real law in these lands!
>>5039869>Ya might want to pay more attention to your surroundings next time, pardner. Now let's go find Noelle.
>>5039873We didn't lose the hat we put it on our horse in the last update.>>5039876+1
Ask how did he get captured so fast, and if he saw Noelle somewhere.
(Sorry for the late update guys)Berdly, now free, rips his blindfold off. The 40-gallon hatted outlaw walks off, his hat disappearing last. You miss your own. "Next time, ya might wanna take a little looksee at yet surroundings." You grumble, but your light voice doesn't help you in that regard. "I was! It's just... they..." he coughed into his wing, and changed the subject. "Did you find Noelle out there?" Huh, he actually had an emotion besides smug there. You scowl. "I didn't look yet. I had another problem." You wave your hand vaguely in Berdly's direction. Berdly smartly bit his tongue, and kept silent. You've half a mind to pour into him about being a coward, willin' to sell his Dad's credit card out, but you decide against it; you're mad enough. ------You're galloping among the streets of the City on the back of Patsy, with a yelling bird on the back hanging on for dear life. Pa, this was great! Just the wind in your hair and the.... absence of sun in your eyes!Sadly, as the streets revert into alleyways, you have to let Patsy run off; but you know in your heart she'll be back. You follow Berdly as the two of you call for Noelle, and Berdly calls for that Queen. You may not like the fella too much, but you're in this together now, if you like it or not. You turn a corner, when-"B- Kris!?" You yell, staring in shock at your sibling(?), as he just... stood around as if he didn't attempt to kill you. At least you're pretty sure he meant to. "Ah, Kris, NOT the lifeform I was looking for...">Reunion
>>5040772Say we forgive Kris for maybe kinda not but also trying to kill us, then shoot him in the foot before he can react. We'll call things square then.Ask if Noelle is okay, and who was his goat girlfriend.
>"Well, if it isn't Kris. I get ya didn't imagine i'da survived that fall, huh? You shouldn't underestimate a cowboy. Where is Noelle? What did ya o wit' 'er?"
"Betchya didn't even IMAGINE I'da survived that lil fall there, huh? Yes gonna learn not tah underestimate a cowboah!" You say, posing and aiming your revolver directly at Kris."Now; where's Noelle? You better not ha-" Berdly cuts in. "Yeah, and where are the rest of the C+ gang anyway?" He said, suddenly getting the smuggest look he's had. Yet. Delta/Kris kept up his usual tired monotone. "They're... around.""Kris, don't tell me- you got abandoned? Haha!" He laughed, giving you a light elbow to the shoulder; a sign to join in. "Ha." You grumble, which you're sure Noelle would find cool and gritty instead of cute. Very sure."HAHA! That's what you get for trusting Susie!" Berdly smirks. "Where's Noelle and Queen?" Beta/Kris replies, a bit pointedly. "That's what we're trying to ge-" a wing clasps over your mouth, and you glare at it's owner. "T-they're awaiting our return, probably retro-gaming, waiting on the character select screen! Listening to groovy menu music!" "Brdly m gnna bte yr dmn wng ff." You say, before Berdly quickly removes his wing. "Sigh." He says, looking suddenly annoyed. "Wait, why did you say 'sigh'? What in sam hill does that applah to?" Berdly switches glances from you to Beta/Kris. "It seems....that to find our respective teams.... we'll have to.... make an uneasy truce..." You hear noise from the alleyway, and brush it off as city noises. "....Okay." Kris/Beta replies. Berdly, looking pleased with himself orders your new trucee to not be late, and begins his walk southwards. You and Berdly are technically in this together, like it or not. But leaving Beta alone to scheme sounds horrible. What if he finds Noelle first and does hurts her? She'd be defenseless!>Fly with the birds or stay with the edgy teenager?
>>5041400>does hurts herKill me
On one hand, staying would allow us to spend more time with Noelle. On the other hand, it would be interesting story-wise to have some more adventuring with burghley here.
>>5041400Birdley owes us for saving his hide, so I say all three of us should go looking for Noelle and everyone else.Warn Kris and Berdley of any sketch ghoffer salesmen.
>Go and spend time with our bro. He seems confused.He's met Spamton already.
>>5041400>go with Berdly, he'll get in trouble again. Kris can handle anything on his own.
>>5041400>Go and spend time with our bro. He seems confused.
You hesitate for a second. But you make your choice in the end. You point two fingers at your eyes, and point them back at Kris/Beta. You had your eye on him. And quickly, you ran off after Berdly. He's walking pretty fast, but with some effort you keep pace. "Hey, Delbert?" He asks, "what exactly happened while I was... y'know." There wasn't even a hint of his usual smugness. "Back when them outlaws had ya?" "Yeah." >How do we condense our whole mini-adventure?(Sorry for the late post, Halloween prepping, etc)
>>5042549>"Had to go help 'em deal wit' a janny. Big, fat, smells, eats chicken 'tendies' nonstop... Nasty varmint.">"Way I went 'bout it was provin' he was doing wrong ta his moderator goons. Magazine 'bout musclegirls wearin' almost nothin' in his dumpster. They took the bait, rod 'n all!">"Left the gunfight on Patsy Cline. I'm gonna miss that horse... such a beaut... (sniff)">"...An' now... we're here wit' ya a free nerd! Er... bird! Same thing!"
>>5042604Wait a second. Don't we still have our horse with us? +1 btw.
"Well, first I had tah deal with a buncha Jannies, and their leader was a bigun, had a whole bucket of 'tendies' and mustard. 'Course, I found a comic book full of naked girls wrasslin. Real pathetic, readin' somethin' so girly!" "Wait, you found his he-!?"You continue on despite his interruption. "Then a good old fashioned gunfight broke out, and I made my lil' getaway on my new Trojan Horse! Named her Patsy, she's a real beaut! 'Course, couldn't take her this far into the city. But I got the feelin' she'll be back anyhow. And now yer free, Ner- I mean, Berdly!" Berdly's general smug brought itself back to life. "Well, of course you got out of that without a scratch on you. My intelligence is rubbing off! But..." he coughed lightly into a wing, "let's... keep the 'captured part out of the story when we tell Queen and Noelle about our escapades, alright?" You shrug. -------------------You'd rather fall off a horse than let Berdly direct you anywhere ever again. You've gotten lost once, twice, even three times! Do those even stack? Seething in silence, you let the bird find his own way out of this mess. Somehow, that involved making his way through a maze of crushed cheese. Suddenly, you heard it; soft, but it chilled your heart just the same. Noelle was screaming somewhere. Somewhere close. You instantly take off, barreling towards the noise with Berdly close behind. And WHO-FREAKING-ELSE would you have found, other than Beta- oh, sorry, 'Kris', fumbling with some control panel? Glaring daggers at your sibling(?), Berdly pretends he wasn't as scared for Noelle as you were. "Ah, Kris, stuck on this puzzle I see? I thought I heard Noelle calling for help, but..." he smirked, "I get what that sound was now, Kris. It was your brain calling for help!"Ooh, that was good. Crap, now you have to think of something better to really burn him with!>If it isn't third degree, WE DON'T WANT IT!
>>5042834>Crap, now you have to think of something better to really burn him with!Who birdley?Says the chickity that cried lamb til as saved ya sorry hide.I'unno bout burning Kris, hes still kinda our bro.
>Tell Berdly that interrupting someone during a puzzle is very rude. Shouldn't he know that if he's so smart? Help Beta if he seems to need help.No random encounters so far, heh.
(Happy Halloween, anons :D)
>>5042937Our first interaction with him was getting our ass kicked, the next he tried to kill us. In character I haven’t the slightest clue why Del would consider him his bro.
>>5043152Yeah, i don't know about trying to back him up here. Del hasn't had much of a reason to like Kris at all.
>>5043152>>5043395Dad said its our job to watch him
It was told that he's our sibling and behaving erratically and we must learn why, yeah.
>>5043400>>5043535He said to watch him, doesn’t mean he has to like him. It’s a bit jarring to me that people are voting to back Kris up when in character Del shouldn’t like this guy at all.
Even with the chocking attempt, he's less bad than Berdly.
>>5042834https://youtu.be/IvYwqr9sPQ4If we best up Spampton, will we get to keep his robot body and kromer?>>5044057The fact that Beta isnt Berdley is reason enough. The bird man's ego makes me amgry.
>>5044186I mean the only thing berdly has done to Delbert is call him a hick, Beta has attempted to kill us twice. Sorry if it switch currently phonefagging
(Got lots of conversation this time around, I like, I like. Also, hope you guys had a good Halloween :D )You're torn. On one hand, Berdly was your current ally. On the other, Beta is technically the only family that exists here. On a third hand, Berdly is annoying. On a fourth, Beta beat you up and tried to kill you. To avoid another nosebleed, you lean against the back wall, next to the chasm. Maybe that puzzle would open it? Mumbling about Berdly being a hypocrite and a little about his rescue and all the trouble he made you go through. You leave Beta out of it though. Pa said to watch for him, and find out just what was going on. But what even was it? With Beta beating you up, then goin' monotone, then trying to kill you... You ponder this while Berdly and Beta measure IQ points. Or whatever those two are doing. Suddenly, the Chasm is filled in with a bridge, and Berdly is storming across. Sticking your tongue out at your 'sibling', you follow behind as your Feathered 'Friend' rants about how 'Kris pretends he's so great', then, 'Kris just wants to USE Noelle for school!' >Do you butt into his ranting?>Did you come to a conclusion from your earlier pondering?
>>5044485Ask what exactly is his relationship with Noelle
>>5044488Yeah, we should probably ask that.
The projecting is strong on Nerdly. >Ask him how he reached the conclusion that Kriss is using Noelle.
>>5044854>>5044488+1in true to Toby Fox fashion he'll just spout quirky lines and dodge all of our questions blatantly unless we grab him and point the gun at him
How do I quote someone? And what I'm new at this. As for Berdly being evasive, that's a NPC tradition predating Undertale.
>>5045300>How do I quote someone?Click here to reply to a specific post. Select text before clicking to quote. Alternatively, after clicking copy text from the post you want to quote and paste it on your post with a ">" in front.Welcome, newfag. You should have lurked moar.
>>5045350I can't believe I forgot the pic
(Sorry for the long wait, came down with something.)You look at Berdly as you two walk. "How d'you reckon that Kris is gonna use her?" Berdly scoffs. "Kris has always been jealous. He's going to try and get Noelle to do all of his work, so HE can be top of the class instead o-..." Berdly trailed off as he seemed to have a small mental realization.Squinting at Berdly, you come to one of your own. Does he.... does he...!?!?"And what's yer... relationship," you put as much venom into the word as you can, "With Noelle like?"Berdly coughs into his fist as his little realizational trance is broken. "Hem, well... Delbert, I'm going to entrust you with some very personal information about dear Noelle..." You clench your hand into a fist, ready to crack a beak. "Mhm." "She... has a crush on me. An obsessive one, in fact." Berdly says, with faux 'sagely wisdom'. ...what?"Of course, the signs are there." He continues, "One time, when Susan had so brutishly shoved my head into my lunch; Noelle was blushing like crazy! She probably saw the chance to nurse me back to health, but as I had no true injury-" You tone Berdly out for your own mental health's sake. You were really the only sane man in her life, huh? ......Why does that feel ironic? Anyhow, you think of old country songs as you and Berdly pass through older roads, cones littering the ground. The pathway cleared out into a space the size of a medium barn. Berdly stopped, to assess the two paths; one to the north, another to the east. "Hm. We should obviously g-"Berdly is cut off by an angelic (in your fine opinion) voice. "Uh oh." You and Berdly turn back around to see Beta, and-"NOELLE?!""Noelle!? What are you doing with Kris?" You shout, with Berdly following up. >Damsel in distress? Call a cowboy and his bird.
>Did that good for nothin' blackguard force you to follow 'im?
>>5045481>(YOU'RE WATCHING "NERD UP", THE WORST SHOW ON DELTARUNE.)
>>5045481Ask then what have them been up to. The fuck why did we split up anyways? What was the point?
>>5045737+1, the big city is just a place with a lotta narrow "mountain ranges", and you can get lost real easy
"What in the sam hill have you two been doin'?! B-Kris! Didjya force Noelle inta this!?" You yell, summoning your gun into your hand. Noelle stuttered as she tried to explain the events of the past... thirty or so minutes to you two in a very short way. "W-we... have a truce." Berdly laughed. "Ha! But that's impossible. It'd be double trucies." He says, referring to your team's uneasy truce with Beta. You nod to show team solidarity, despite not knowing what makes 'double trucies' so bad. "Y'aint gotta worry none, Noelle. We know exactly what ya wanna say." You step forward, spinning your revolver around until it fell, grabbing it just before it hit the ground. Noelle looks relieved. "Really? That saves us a l-lot of ti-""You'd say to help you escape from Kris!" Berdly cuts in. And for once, you don't hate the guy. "Yer speaking my language, now, Berdly." You didn't have a third person view of yourself, but you're willing to bet a nickle that you looked cool as heck!"Kidnapper! Looks like our truce..." Berdly started..."Is a bum deal!" You finish!>You feel it in your gut; this is different from a normal fight.
>>5045737(It decided which side of the battle Del would be on when it inevitably started)
>>5045764The actual fuck is going on now. Why are we fighting.
>>5045865(What do you mean, anon?)
I tihnk the issue is that in the incoming fight, Nerdly is dumb enough to attack Noelle to "save" her. Delta wouldn't be as dumb and wouldn't immediately stop the fight to call out the bird. I dunno how would Kriss react to us. What would his "Act" be?Also, what's the whole deal with double and triple trucies? An American thing?Lastly, is there a way to bypass the captcha thing?
>>5046090The moment Berdly does attack Noelle, we should immediately call him out on it.
>>5045764SHOOT THE FUCKER>>5046090I think Delta would be more so leaning towards not liking Kris. I mean, his first impression of him was being literally choked.
>>5046276Not liking him is fine, but Del won't attack Noelle as Berdly is about to do, as I doubt this is a genocide playthrough.BTW, was the whole thing with the giant horrible statue after this segment, or before?>During combat, try to shoot at Kriss' feet to make him dance. If Berdly does something stupid, stop and call him out.
(Sorry for the shit schedule the past couple days; thankfully now I'm feeling better.)Beta/Kris takes his first turn; pulling out a small shield, and holding it in front of him. Noelle took her turn next, stuttering, "G-guys, I like how you're so ready to save me...b-" "Ain't no Thang, Noelle! Just doin' what a man's gotta do." You say, just so she knows that she doesn't owe you and Berdly anything for this."Right! Once this Neanderthal's finished, we can go find Queen, and begin our Smartopia!" Berdly announced, as he summoned a laser-HalBIRD to his hands, striking a pose with it in front of him. You had no clue what he was talking about, but even you had to admit that the spiel was kinda cool. Even with the eternal smugness on his face.He swung it around over his head, and small, foot tall tornadoes formed around him, and flung themselves in Beta and Noelle's direction. Beta dodged them, but a stray tornado whacked Noelle in the face with an "Oomph!" "Berdly, open yer darn eyes!" You yell at your feathered ally. "You try and control seven of those things at once!" He whispers to you, trying to save face. ...wait. Berdly used some sort of special attack there... could you do the same?Aiming for Kris, you focus INCREDIBLY hard, and pull the trigger thrice. BANGBANGBANG!The first two smash into Kris' Shield, knocking him back two feet! The last punches into his leg, forcing him onto a knee. YEEEEEEEEHAW!>What are your plans for the next turn?
Can we do something to stop Berdly from hitting our dame Noelle?
>>5046447Tell Berdley that he's full of crap about that Smartopia, and so is the Queen since she call us a pet. We're just doing this for Noelle.Also shoot Berdley on the foot for hitting Noelle. That's no excuse to hit a lady. After chastising him, try doing a special move.
>>5046522+1; I wonder what the players would think, having this other weird kid cowboy human here against Kris and being based
>>5046522Anon, you're just acting out of character. Del doesn't even know what a smartopia is. And quite honestly, this thing of turning around and shooting our 'allies' in the middle of a fight is cringeworthy.
>>5046561>cringe worthySure? What I understand is helping Berdley in any capacity is helping the queen, whom wants to do something evil, I think? What was it she want to do again? I just dont like her.Plus Berdley hit Noelle which needs to be rectified with a warning shot. It's not like we'll kill Berdley anyways.
>>5046584It's cringeworthy because it's halfbaked. You shoot at your ally and continue fighting? No. If we want to stop Berdly, do something like slap the back of his head...if we could reach it, that is.
>>5046632Then verbally call him out? Chastise then special move
>>5046649That would be better yes
"I don't give a lick how ya do it; just keep yer weird attacks away fr'm Noelle!" You whisper-yell back. "Do you two need a minute?" Kris asks in his usual tired tone."No!" You and Berdly yell in unison. The battle rages on!Kris stands sideways, and holds his sword close. He's planning something, you can tell. Noelle tries once again to speak."L-look, this is all a mis-" Berdly flashes what he thought was a heroic smile. "Of course; not defeating Kris on the roller coaster was a mistake! But don't worry, Noelle. Del and I WILL defeat Kris!" Noelle says something after that, but she's too quiet to hear.He raises a hand to the air, summoning... A-Grade papers!? How the heck did he even have that many?!The mass slammed down into your enemy, this time leaving the captive unharmed. Finally, you tried to use your special move again. BANG BANGBANG Pink!Ptank!Ptonk!Kris hit the bullets with the flat of his sword, sending the first to back into your forehead, leaving a nasty bruise and stars in your eyes. "Del!" You hear someone shout. Why are there so many stars? Why are there so many sheriffs? There seems to be three Betas and three Noelles, now. >It's fading. Fast. What do we do?
>>5046765Try to regain your bearings and steady yourself. It wouldn't do for you to pass out right now.
>>5046780Yeah, we can't lose twice in a row in front of Noelle.
>Spam E to recover.It seems Kriss is not using ACT against us, unless the deflecting the bullets thing counted.Fucking annoying capcha. Do channers deal with this every day?
>>5046765now, we have to somehow recover, and then look out when Kris is going to parry our bullets
>>5047071Return from whence ye came, foul vermin.