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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!)
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>>5022649
>Two kids in a trench coat
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>>5022652
(As much as this quest values freedom, the act of splitting consciousness among two hosts is I'll advised after previous experiments :D )
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>>5022649
Older 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.
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>>5022666
supporting cowboy.
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Vet who has changed life paths to become a circus clown after feeling deeply dissatisfied with their life.
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>>5022675
+1 for cowboy
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>>5022692
>>5022686
>>5022675
>>5022666

You 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?
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>>5022706
Take 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.
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>>5022717

You 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.)
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>>5022752
>ENTER
>Through the door
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>>5022752
Enter. 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.
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>>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!?
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>>5022837
>LEAVE
>That's it
>Just leave
>Wow
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>>5022849
+1
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>>5022849
>>5022854

(Remember anons, you have a lot of freedom, I'm not stopping you from getting that hat)
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>>5022849
This. Tip hat to clerk as we leave. Maybe start running if it looks like they're gonna chase us.
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>>5022871
I 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)
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>>5022849
>>5022854
>>5022871
>>5022872
You 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
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>>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.
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>>5022891
You 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
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>>5022898
I'm sorry anon, the vote came in too late
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Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>5022899
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>>5022901
It 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?
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>>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
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>>5022900
Shame
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>>5022978
We can still get it!
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>>5022974
You'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
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>5023021
Lucky hat don't fail me now
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>>5023033
You 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 HAVE
QUESTIONS
OR
CONCERNS
ABOUT YOUR TASK?

>Do you?
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>>5023094
What's the mission, boss?
Where was I before I came here?
And who are you?
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>>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.
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>>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?
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>>5023100
>>5023106
>>5023119
While 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?
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(Ahem, forgot image)
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>>5023165
>Locate lucky hat
>Examine trophies
>Explore rest of the house
Guessing our kitty stabbin' stick was disposed of but we can probably get something better
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>>5023165
>>5023167
Check under the rug for secrets
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>>5023189
Ooh, this. And check under the bed
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>>5023192
>>5023189
>>5023180

You 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)
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>>5023225
Loving it so far. I'm the guy who responded to every prompt. Pretty based of you to update this diligently.
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>>5023238

(Thanks anon, I'm glad you like it :D )

>>5023225
The 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?
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>>5023531
Examine these books on the shelf, see what we're dealing with.
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>>5023533
You 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?
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>>5023549
>Look in the drawers
>Leave room again
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>>5023621
There'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?
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>>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)
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>>5023648
Second door
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>>5023663
Since 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.
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>>5023691
Downstairs. There's hat-stands at front doors. If not, maybe a small closet or something
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>>5023691
Go back in our room, grab whatever trophy is the best combination of heavy and swingable, then head downstairs.
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>>5023691
Yell 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!"
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>>5023708
You 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?
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>>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])
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>>5023739
It's mighty rude of us to be creepin' around this kind woman's home like some varmin, say Howdy to her!
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>>5023742
30 min to an hour is good
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>>5023739
> her being in some nightclothes
HOT
MILF ACQUIRED

>"HOWDY MA'AM! MAY I HAVE MY HAT BACK PLEASE?"

>>5023742
eh, it's cool.
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>>5023739
Set the trophy down and say howdy to goat lady. She made a pie, she can't be that bad.
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>>5023739
Also 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.
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>>5023745
>>5023769
>>5023773
>>5023780
You 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?
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>>5023804
Accept 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.
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>>5023804
Take 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.
>>5023825
No 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.
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>>5023804
Backing >>5023843
When there's ranches all over the place out WEST, a cool glass of milk can be a livesaver
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>>5023843
+1
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>>5023845
>>5023843
>>5023825
The 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
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>>5023875
To 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?
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>>5023886
this is so cheesy and I love it +1
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>>5023875
I have no fucking idea what's going on, but I ready cowboy stuff.
>>Or do cowboy stuff
Do some sick gun play
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6cDTVKHsek
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>>5023886
+1

>>5023875
I think some guy grew me in a lab.
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>>5023903
We dont have a gun, yet. We should probably get some nerf revolvers to practice our gun spinning tricks.
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>>5023919
We need some vintage Mattel Fanner 50 cap guns
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>>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 Delta
But would that even fly as a name here?

>What is a name but a jumble of letters and sounds?
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>>5023931
Wild 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.
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>>5023933
Wait wait I got a better one. Arthur Morgan.
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>>5023931
Del...bert. You can call me Del for short.
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>>5023935
Delbert Morgan.
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>>5023939
Delbert A. (Arthur) Morgan?
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>>5023940
Mighty fine handle there
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>>5023931
Anthony Oakley
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>>5023956
>>5023943
>>5023940
>>5023939
>>5023936
>>5023935
>>5023934
>>5023933
You 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?
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>>5023967
Locate a mirror.
It is time for us to bear witness to the physical actualization of our own existence.
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>>5023975
Second.
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>>5023975
Thirding
Remember: 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!
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>>5023967
T pose at Kris to assert dominance
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>>5023975
>>5024009
>>5024032
>>5024037

You 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
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>>5024051
>Yell "This isn't my first rodeo, ya varmint!" (Actually it is) and grapple with Kris.
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>>5024051
>touching me
What 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.
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>>5024051
>YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE (engage in honorable wrastle combat)
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>>5024051
>Fuck if I know
followed up by
>Knee to wherever we can reach
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>>5024051
backing >>5024054
Delbert 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.
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>>5024095
We might not be nine, we could just have chronic babyface
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>>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)
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>>5024137
Spamton was better than Jevil!
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>>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."
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>>5024147
Support, but say reckon instead of think
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>>5024147
+1
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>>5024147
+1 but say howdy an obnoxious number of times.
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Is Delbert actually southern, or is he a kid hopped up on too many wild west flicks?
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>>5024177
He comes from the empty void, so he's a southerner, northerner, westerner and easterner all at the same time.
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>>5024177
(He isn't southern, but by God does he have the spirit of a cowboy.)
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>>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
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>>5024187
I don't know what you're babbling about, I just really like cowboys.
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>>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?
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>>5024187
>doe breaker
>https://vocaroo.com/147ESfyp2fqb
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>>5024196
>>5024187
(I hate you magnificent bastards lmao)
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>>5024190
It is time to surrender ourselves once more unto the sweet oblivial embrace of the nothingness of our sleeping psyche,
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>>5024201
+1
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>>5024190
Reckon we should get us some shut-eye.
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>>5024190
>Get some shut eye
God 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.
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>>5024222
IT would be great, and if asked we can just cover and say "uhhh fuck we're amish"
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>>5024222
I'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.
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>>5024222
I like how you think pardner, also checked
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>>5024245
I 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 deltarune

A 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?
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>>5024238
Ah, but "Guy from present doesn't understand modernity" is fresh and new!
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>>5024222
>>5024238
I 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.
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>>5024249
That 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"
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>>5024253
If 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?
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>>5024255
Either that or he was a poorfag. Like, poorer than Susie. Would explain how he died.
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>>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.
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>>5024267
We're too young for that. We're like Frisk age.
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>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 quest
Writing now :D )
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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....
LOCATED
THE 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 ASK
BEFORE I GO?

>DO YOU?
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>>5024313
What in tarnation is the specific issue?
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>>5024313
>Stop speak'n that big city sciance garbage and speak english
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>>5024313
Boss, ya better not leave me for dead. It gets real lonely out on the fields, ya know?
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>>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
KNOWN
BY NOW. BUT WITH YOUR CONDITION...
ANYWAY.
SUBJECT BETA HAS BEEN...
FADING IN AND OUT

I 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?
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(Almost forgot; for your convenience, a map! >>5023094 )
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>>5024343
Head 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.
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>>5024360
Sadly, 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.
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>>5024385
>Buy it, but make sure to pay him back later.
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>>5024389
This. 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.
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>>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.
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>>5024405
>>5024389
>>5024430
I 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.
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>>5024496
No 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.
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>>5024510
Oh. I guess wasn't reading correctly. Yeah, I still agree.
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>>5024385
What 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.
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>>5024385
Ask 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.
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>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].
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>>5024804
While 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.
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>>5024385
Acquire the root beer with your money.
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>>5024385
Take the money but leave an IOU
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>>5024874
Sans isnt giving us money.
We need to use the 5 dollar to buy the root beer.
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>>5024882
Take the root beer and leave an IOU
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>>5024883
I don't think sans will accept it.
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>>5024884
This is the same guy who tells Grillby to just put everything on his tab.
He might accept it.
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>>5024885
He gives Asgore free pickles. What you should be asking is how likely it is he'll know we're working for his dad.
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>>5024885
That'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.
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(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 important

All of these have varying levels of importance)
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>>5024932
>Del's cowboy voice is a total larp: its an obvious impression, but he's got the spirit
Through hard work and [Hyperlink blocked] we shall perfect it!
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>>5024932
Well 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)
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>>5024932
>>Del's cowboy voice is a total larp: its an obvious impression, but he's got the spirit
clearly, the most important of the three
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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!
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>>5025022
God damn fucking spooky scary skeletons.
We just wanted some root beer, asshole.

I guess we can go check out the pizza place.
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>>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 kitchen
That's the kind of twist I expect from Toby Fox
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>>5025027
We 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?
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>>5025022
>cattle rustling
You 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
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>>5025022
>Ask the skeleton if he's hiring.

>>5025033
If I had to guess I'd say we're just about to start chapter 1
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>>5025046
+1
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>>5025041
>>5025033
>>5025032
>>5025027

There'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?
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>>5025046
>>5025033

(Nah, we're in Chapter two. Your arrival caused some... changes, though. Maybe there will be more?)
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>>5025058
Ask for employment, we need that kromer yo
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>>5025058
Ask for employment, we need that kromer
>>5025061
I would have preferred us finding that out on our own instead of you spoonfeeding it to us
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>>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."

>>5025064
It'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.
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>>5025068
It's just the principle of it.
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>>5025064
(Sorry anon, thought you'd want to know what you were getting into beforehand
>>5025062
>>5025068

You 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?
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>>5025094
I guess we should go the school and wait for Kris to leave.
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>>5025094
Well, i suppose we should go back home to give back the dollars we took.
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>>5025098
Oh 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?
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>>5025098
We 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.
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>>5025094
How much money do we have? We still need a shirt, plus we need to get change for the $10 bill.
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>>5025106
We're not getting a shirt for $5 in a sleepy small town. Maybe we can buy another root beer?
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>>5025108
Sleepy 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.
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>>5025109
Yeah now that I think about a can of fuckin a&w shouldn't cost any more than 50 cents to a dollar
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>>5025112
I can't believe Sans would do this to us.
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>>5025112
Inflation is very [bad]

invest in [kromer]
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>>5025112
It 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.
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Also, we could maybe just ask for change for our 10 dollar bill and keep the remaining 5
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I thought he was called Sans, not Scams.
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>>5025094
GO FIND krisp!
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>>5025125
>>5025123
>>5025122
>>5025119
>>5025114
>>5025112
>>5025109
>>5025108
>>5025106
>>5025102
>>5025100
>>5025098
>>5025097
There 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.
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>>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?"
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>>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?
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>>5025143
Switching to this.
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>>5025143
+1 This is smooth.
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>>5025143
+1
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>>5025143
+1, our polite western manners cannot be denied by anyone
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>>5025143
>>5025144
>>5025154
>>5025156
>>5025157
>>5025160
You 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.
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>>5025196
Assure Noelle, who is probably Kris's girlfriend, that this Susie gal and Kris are probably just planning some school project.
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>>5025199
+1
Either that or World Domination, or something.
Wait, that's not a cowboy thing.
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>>5025196
>Dell is a monster girl appreciator
Seems 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.
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>>5025199
>who is probably Kris's girlfriend
?
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>>5025203
I think it's supposed to be Dell assuming she is.
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>>5025209
But why would he assume that?
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>>5025212
I 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.
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>>5025196
Do not self-cuck. Proceed to library. Ask her if she's ever had any dealings with a certain hornswogglin' bag of bones.
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>>5025221
This. +1
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>>5025221
Mhm 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.
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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.
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>>5025271
Remain calm, no bird is going to beat your wild west charm. Get a fun book.
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>>5025271
(Forgot image

On another note; while I was looking for this I realized how much Noelle fetish art there is out there. Wow. )
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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
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>>5025271
>Look for some Dime Novels, something to do with cowboys, preferably. Ignore the bird, he is MEANINGLESS.
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>>5025284
This, and see if we can find some good ideas for revenge on skelly
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>>5025288
>>5025284
>>5025275

You 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?)
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>>5025334
I'm enjoying it and having fun.
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>>5025334
I don't really know shit about Undertale or the other one, just stayed for the cowboy kid and have no regerts
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>>5025346
incredibly based, anon
>>5025334
I think it's great, ???
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>>5025334
I'm having fun.
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>>5025334
Been fun just reading i wonder if we will transform into a big cowboy down here
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Would be funny if we become like an archer and have to use fucking bows instead of guns
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>>5025346
This makes your desire to antagonise sans all the funnier.
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>>5025557
Impossible, our soul’s [Hyperlink blocked] is too strong, we shall conjure the BIGGEST of irons.
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Good so far hope we end up a gunslinger in the dark world
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>>5025557
That 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.
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Can't wait to meet the biggest of shots
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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.
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>>5025779
Good idea Anon!
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>>5025550
I'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.

>>5025779
Sounds like a plan, but what about the goat boy?
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>>5025856
>I'll be somewhat disappointed if we dont turn into a six foot something tall ruggedly handsome gunslinger
You 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.
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>>5025864
I 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.
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>>5025879
>artificially created
Well, 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.
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>>5025856
The most well get is a clothes change and a weapon
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(Early day boys! Writing, but don't let me stop you from speculating, it's cool when you guys do that)
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>>5025918
For his neutral special, Del wields a Gun
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>>5025925
Speculation is one of the best parts of quests imo, I love slow but steady information gathering
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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?
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This is pretty much it, if we mix and match the colors a little. Imagination, baby)
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>>5025982
Go into one of the alleyways, hope we don't run into any snake-oil salesmen.
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>>5025987
This

>>5025986
We still a baby boy?
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>>5025986
YEEEEEEEHAW
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>>5025998
(Yup, just using the gentleman there as a clothes model)
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>>5025999
I edited it a little more and made him shorter.
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>>5026007
>>5025999
(This is peak cowboy right ovah heyah, SHOOOWEEEEE BOAH!)
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>>5025982
Do you plan on adding options or is this quest write in only?
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>>5026020
Yeah, i've gotta say ,it's usually a good idea to put some ideas.
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>>5026008
Now, I'm not exactly very good at spritework, but I also made this.
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>>5026025
Pretty cool, but at the same time Del's supposed to be younger. He probably looks more like Frisk or Chara.
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>>5026025
>>5026007
>>5025999
Oh yeah, it's all coming together.
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>>5026027
His 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.
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>>5026020
(Write-in Only, though it's more of a story choice. Excluding battles though, lol)
>>5025998
>>5025987
https://youtu.be/3vbR8nUn3LQ

You 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
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>>5026028
But why are WE blue? Isn't that Kris's thing?
>>5026027
maybe we get taller because we feel like we should be
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>>5026049
>But why are WE blue?
Red would look too sus.
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>>5026048
>ACT
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>>5026050
SHUT
>>5026048
>Act>Pet Kitty
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>>5026030
>His sprite is shorter than kris
What? 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
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>>5026025
(Hey, that's a good ass sprite, man :D )
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>>5026056
Wrong one, this is what i meant
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>>5026059
Maybe have the hair color match up to the outline color as Kris' does.
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>>5026061
Yeah, that looks great.
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>>5026061
And one final edit to make the cowboy hat look more cowboy.
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>>5026065
I can accept being blue if we're not bald
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This would be the comparison, the sprite is in fact apparently smaller. Though i'd say he looks more 11 than 9 here.
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>>5026048
>ACT
>PET
We 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.
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>>5026069
As another comparison, he's actually around the same height as Chara, just with less terrible proportions.
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>>5026069
I feel like we aren't actually nine, but just look as such due to malnutrition and unfortunate genetics
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>>5026072
Cowboys don't have cats, they have horses.

A reindeer is fine too
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>>5026048
>ACT (pet)
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Technically, female Reindeer are called Cows
YEEEEEEEEHAWWWWWWWWWWWW
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I made my own version of Del but i just took Frisk's sprite and fucked with it
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>>5026076
Actually, 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.
>>5026077
I meant that we look 11 due to the height. We are definitely a child.
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>>5026082
That 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.
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>>5026082
This has the right levels of smugness. Well done.
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Made Del a little shorter
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>>5026076
(No wonder Chara ate those fucking flowers, looks like they ate everything else.)
(Er, anyway)

>>5026072
>>5026056
>>5026054
>>5026053

You 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!
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(We've got some great sprite artists ITT, tell ya hwat)
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>5026089
And here's a comparison of the two with Kris on the side.
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>5026089
Let us PET it.
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>5026089
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>>5026084
No 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.
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>5026089
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>>5026089
i added some shadows cuz i forgot that
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>>5026095
On mobile rn, but if you exit this sprite we should be golden.
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>>5026048
>pet
>let it sniff your hand first though
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>>5026106
*edit
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>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?)
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>>5026048
>Alley Tasque
You mean Background Tasque? lmao
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>>5026135
Do 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
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>>5026137
(I was going for an 'alley cat' joke lol)
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I wonder how Berdly would react to this cowboy toddler coming in to steal his girl
hello ASC
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>>5026142
support
>>5026135
too early to tell, but it looks good
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>>5026146
Berdly 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.
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>>5026150
Yes 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
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>>5026152
Female Reindeers are still called cows, not does.
Perfect for a cowboy.
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>>5026153
ah yes, she shall be our milky milky sloshy sploshy booba cow GF
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>>5026135
Keep searching for Noelle. Maybe look for some vittles to regain some health.
>GUNSLINGER
Wait, do we actually have a big iron?
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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"
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>>5026146
(
>hello asc
Sorry man, that isn't me :(
>>5026155
>>5026153
Instead of Doe Breaking, I will now say Cow Rangling. Thanks terminology anons!)
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>>5026201
Go right, acquire TRASH.
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>>5026201
Grab that there trash bagel, looks like good eatin'
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>>5026201
A 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
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>>5026201
A 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!
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>>5026201
CLICK NOW!
ACQUIRE BEST HOBO FREN
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>>5026201
Changing vote. Eat the bagel first, then go follow the signs.
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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.

>MAX

You 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
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>>5026290
DO NOT [play] into his [scheme]
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>>5026290
Ask 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.
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>>5026290
Ask 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?
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>>5026315
+1
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Did a quick edit in mspaint, what do you guys think?
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>>5026315
+1
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>>5026323
It's pretty cool, though i'd say it feels a bit too...strong? The colors, that is.
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>>5026323
You gave him a fedora, which is fine if we're going to a party, but a bit too fancy for day-to-day

remember, we're from when fedoras were still cool
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>>5026327
I just took the colors from the other sprites in the thread
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>>5026329
No, 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.
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>>5026333
Lmao I mean it is the dark world after all
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I made a Light World variant of our boy.
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>>5026338
Niccce
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And a few hatless variants.
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>>5026106
>>5026348
These type of eyes would work better i think
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>>5026106
Those eyes look kinda cursed.
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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.
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>>5026479
Try to get him to scram?

Also, what's our soul's color?
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>>5026479
Fucking run
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>>5026479
Shoot him
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>>5026479
Uh throw a dollar at him and run
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>>5026479
Ask 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?
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>>5026549
>murder
You mean justified self defense?
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>>5026549
It's justified self-defense. But nonetheless, +1 I'd like to see what the guy wants.
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>>5026479
>ACT
>FRIENDSHIP
Nothing 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.
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>>5026479
>You won't get my heart shaped ass you gosh darned puppet ass dollar seller!
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There's already r63 art of Spamton. No one asked, and I don't care.
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>>5026549
>>5026635
+1
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>>5026549
>>5026635
+1
I hope he can teach us how to fire [[BIG SHOT]]s
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>>5026694
There's already vore art of Spamton.
Suffer the knowledge as I do.
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>>5026482
>>5026488
>>5026489
>>5026523
We'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

>>5026797
Lovely, my day is ruined.
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>>5026549
Support, While this guy is clearly crazy, everyone in our Italian Cowboy Movies is also crazy.
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>>5026889
i 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
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>>5026925
>>5026924
>>5026889
>>5026797
>>5026781
>>5026696
>>5026694
>>5026673
>>5026635
>>5026558
>>5026557
>>5026549
>>5026523
>>5026489
>>5026488
>>5026482
https://youtu.be/1kFwnXu2FE4
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>>5026934
3 easy payments of 19.95? That's a bit too much my man
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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?
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>>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.
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>>5027010
Ask him what the hell is a kromer
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>>5027025
support
with a hint of
>>5027031
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>>5027068
>>5027031
>>5027025

Oh, 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]?
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>>5027115
[Refuse] to give Kromer

We are not buying his snake oil. We have more important stuff to do.
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>>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
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>>5027132
>>5027128

You'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!
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>>5027178
hold up now partner, we don't need a second thread, /qst/ is extraordinarily slow
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>>5027178
>In thread two!
Uh wut, it's prety standard to wait atleast until bump limit has hit until you make a new thread
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>>5027178
Wait for the bump limit bruv.
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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.
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>>5027236
Actually, he just dived back into the can.
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>>5027209
>>5027206
>>5027205
(Sorry fellas, first quest that didn't flop, still very inexperienced

Also I thought the standard way to do it was to wait until 300 replies?)
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>>5027178
So it's one of those rectangle garbage bins.
>tipped on its side
Oh 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.
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>>5027266
When it comes to a normal quest, no, at least not with text based ones. You do see it happen with drawquests a bit, though.
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(Alright guys, we'll get back into it in an hour or so

We'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)
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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?
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>>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.
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>>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.
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>>5027909
Clearly, our wish to be a cowboy was so great, we became a rootin tootin cowboy in real life.
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>>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?
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>>5027957
>Look around to see if there's anything that might help us
>Try to get to know 'er more
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>>5027957
Obviously 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.
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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.
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>>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
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>>5028113
>>5027988
>>5027973
You 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!)
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See if there's a way around the cars.
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>>5028140
See button, touch button. That's the law.
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>>5028140
>Just cross the road. It worked in 1880, it'll work today!
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>>5028140
Press the street button so we can cross the street
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>>5028155
>>5028148
>>5028143

Maybe 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.

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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 Noelle
Took Forever To Find You
Now 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.
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>>5028206
Protect our dame from the blue machine.
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>>5028206
>What does a tin woman want from my dear Noelle? Answer or I'll dent yer skin lady!
>Point yer gun at her
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>>5028206
What is your schedule ???
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>>5028231
>>5028224
You 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-"

"Queen
Deer Noelle It's Queen
Anyway
We're Gonna Spread The Dark World Everywhere
Rule Over It All
Listen To Well-Made mistakes
It'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 Then
I Can Just Take You Against Your Will
That'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 Easy
Good Thing Too
I 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)
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>>5028271
The bullets are vaporized. Try fanning the hammer.j4dwd
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>>5028271
I don't know any cowboy insults, but we should hurl some of those.
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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!
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Also can't we just shoot the top of the cage.
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>>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.
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>>5028271
>"Did Noelle Kidnap A Lightner Kid?
>Based.
okay that made me chuckle

>Scream ''Ye gosh darn BITCH!''
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>>5028271
>LET US OUTTA HERE YOU GOSH DARN, PIECE OF JUNK. GOOD FOR NOTHING, BUCKET O BOLTS
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>>5028304
That works as an insult.
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>>5028271
>>5028304
Add a:
>HUNK O TRASH, SPEED TALKING, LILY-LIVERED, YELLER BELLIED HARLOT
in there somewhere
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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!!!"

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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 Noelle
It'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.
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>>5028363
This is our chance, comfort her with some smooth western lines
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>>5028363
Take 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."
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>>5028363
Break/shoot the thing connected to us. Utilize our autistic rage and destroy every object in this room.

>>5028365
>>5028426
We'z still connected to a thing fellas.
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>>5028470
Consarn it. Supporting. THEN we give Noelle the pep talk.
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Ask Noelle if she can do anything. A magic trick? Actual magic? Anything?
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>>5028470
I don't think we should have an autism fit and destroy everything.
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>>5028593
Yeah 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.
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>>5028623
I think we should just talk to Noelle first before going destructive.
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>>5028363
backing >>5028591
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>>5028685
QM?
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That wasn't meant as a response to a post.
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>>5029554
>>5029553
(Sorry, sorry, we're on today, just had a couple issues yesterday

We've got a longer time since it's the weekend, so today's gonna be a good day for us

Writing now)
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>>5028470
(Sorry anon, the 'furry things' were connected to another 'thing', my mistake in the grammar)
>>5028365
>>5028426
>>5028497
>>5028591
>>5028593
>>5028623
>>5028634
>>5028685

This 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?
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>>5029678
Well, we should look at the room where we are. Maybe we can break out the door? We have a gun, after all.
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>>5029678
Shoot 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?
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>>5029678
There 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.
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>>5029740
>>5029695
>>5029691

Suddenly, an idea pops into your head. You have a gun; you think so at least

Stating 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
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>>5029761
>And who are you, pardner?
He's a chicken, he can't take our girl.
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>>5029761
Grab Noelle's hand and go. We don't need him to bust us out of the joint.
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Ask if he's the friend of Noelle here.
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>>5029767
>>5029821
>>5029824
No no, I got an idea.

>>5029761
>how do ys do lily's lady. You friends with Noelle?
https://youtu.be/H6cDTVKHsek
Introduce 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.
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>>5029847
That's cool and all, but if we fail we'l llook like a dweeb, and we didn't practice.
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>>5029761
>Howdy thar bluebird
As we grab Noelle and leave, ignoring him further
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>>5029852
We'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.
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>>5029821
>>5029824
>>5029847

You 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
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>>5029904
>Now what in darnation are you speaking about, birdy?
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>>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!
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>>5029927
Are 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.
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>>5029932
You 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.
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>>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 Army

The part about not serving royalty is reasonable, but not the one about america. Cowboys don't serve no republic either.
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>>5029927
>Viva La

So 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.
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>>5029904
Resummon 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
>>5029966
I kinda agree sorta ish. Lets not mention democracy.
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>>5029904
Queen? 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.
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>>5029904
>>5030004
Wait just one goldurn cotton-pickin minute. He touched our hat.
He TOUCHED our HAT.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1BEbWACiC5w

Tell 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.
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(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 Them

Lmao 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!
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>>5030042
>GO EVEN FASTERRRRR
HI HO
SILVER AWAYYY
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>>5030042
>SPEED AHEAD TO PROTECT OUR DAME
AIN'T NO GODDAMN CITY-SLICKER GOING TO HURT OUR WOMAN
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>>5030042
SHOOT AT THE QUEENS CHAIR!
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>>5030047
>>5030045
>>5030065
You 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 enemies
Three 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?
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>>5030042
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHY ARE WE YELLING
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>>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 carts
Aw yeah, time for cowboy boss fight.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pG0DGTtdtb4
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>>5030178
Kinda spicy. +1
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>>5030178
+1
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>>5030178
support 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
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https://youtu.be/KLL85CsYO84

You 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 Work
Burgley 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.
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>>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.
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>>5030235
Clearly 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.
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>>5030271
+1
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>>5030264
Wait. We're falling for the Queen's schemes. We should flee with Noelle with Birdly and the queen do their own thing.

>>5030284
We don't like the queen, but I don't see reason why we should be fighting Kris.
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>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.
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>>5030318
We can't exactly flee, and i'm pretty sure Del doesn't know that they're not trying to attack Noelle.
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>>5030325
We 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.
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>>5030271
+1, but throw a couple of shots at the queens chair for forcing Noelle into this
>>5030324
They threatened Noelle, it's not over till nobody's moving
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>>5030271
Support but let's change Beta to Kris, no need to make people think he's weird or something
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>>5030355
Yeah, good idea
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>>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
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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.
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>>5030473
(Sorry for taking a monumental amount of time, guys, sorta lost track)
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>>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!"
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>"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
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>>5030491
support, but divert one from queenie to Berdly for calling us a 9 year old, we're at LEAST 12... I think.
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>>5030491
Shooting them seems a bit weird, we could just call them dumb.
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>>5030499
>>5030501
discuss?
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>>5030505
I 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.
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>>5030491
>Fire 4 shots at Ralsei
>"In the West, ya learn quick to shoot the sawbones first!"
Support this part
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"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.
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>>5030553
Uhh...Pa? Creator? Shadowy voice from the void? Is that you?
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>>5030553
No! It's cool! You cant tell me what to wear!
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>"I was wearing this when I arrived! And I can summon guns! *try to do that to show off* Isn't that cool?"
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>>5030670
Support and spin the gun but accidentally trigger it so it shoots away like a rocket
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>>5030676
>>5030670
support
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>>5030670
+1, I wonder if Gaster is gonna get Papyrus vibes from us
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>>5030670
>>5030676
+1
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>>5030670
>>5030676
+1
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(Sorry anons, it's been an awful weekend for me; I'll more than likely be on a bit later tonight
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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?
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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
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>>5031185
>"The Song ain't bad, pardner, but you can stop singing it now."
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>>5031185
>Quietly go ''Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Staying ali~ve''
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>>5031185
Tip your hat and thank the little lady. Shes cute, but I dont think we'd make a good fit for her.
We funny boy!
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>>5031197
+1
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>>5031197
Yeah this.
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"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."
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>>5031185
Did 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
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>>5031197
+1
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>>5031185
https://youtu.be/sXj1aaRCIcY
Dont forget to say no homo, even if it is CPR.
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>>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?
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>>5031793
Go help the cowpoke
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>>5031793
Let's go check it
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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.
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>>5031858
>KILL
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>>5031858
We can will our gun into existence with our mind, can't we shoot his gun out of his hand?
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>>5031882
+1 time for some gunfu
CONSEQUTIVE. C. Q. C.!
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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
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>>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
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>>5031903
also this post is the 469th. nice
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>>5031925
Fair enough
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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.
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>>5032008
That's not an excuse, but we're not a priest. Ask him where the hell we are (this region, that is)
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>>5032008
Tell 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."
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>>5032029
>>5032013

You 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!
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>>5032037
Grab 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.
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>>5032037
Tell 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".
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>>5032037
Tie him up and go get berdly
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>>5032037
We 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?
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>>5032538
Why would we use a darkner gun? We already have our fancy mindgun we can summon.
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>>5032561
Two guns are better than one, plus we can spin two revolvers, which is double impressive for the ladies. Specifically Noelle.
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>>5032615
It's a darkner's gun, it's not fit for us.
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>>5032655
Says you? You're arguing over a gun? And you're argument is "I dont like it?"
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>>5032041
+1
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>>5032667
Yes, all lightners get their custom equipment in the darkworld, they don't use other stuff.
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>>5032697
But they literally find stuff in the Dark World to use.
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>>5032697
Just because we didn't find it in a chest/buy it from a shopkeeper doesn't mean it isn't a perfectly valid weapon!
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>>5032707
I'm pretty sure it does.
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>>5032719
What about the Devil's Knife?
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>>5032726
Isn't that just Jevil in a weird form?
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>>5032719
Pretty sure you got shit opinion
Got em
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>>5032729
You 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.
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>>5032808
I think it's so Deltarune doesnt become q turn based looter and you dont have to spend ten minutes organizing your inventory.
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>>5032824
This.
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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
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>>5032834
Use 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 them
Emersion broken. Can we still collect the guns to clean later?
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>>5032834
We 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.
>>5032868
Using a meatshield ain't very cowboy like. That's what banditos do, and we're not a bandito.
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>>5032871
I don't have many references, but I don't see how cowboys don't use meat shields, or wouldn't in our case.
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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
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>>5032928
The trees shuddered? Well, keep shooting them until the trees until the outlaws fall. I don't think we can run out of magical boolets.
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>>5032928
shoot all of the trees! Continue using Soo as cover since we don't have any.
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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
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>>5032962
>Gimme the Bird, and your friend keeps his kneecaps! Nice and slow, hands empty.
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>>5032981
+1
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>>5032981
+1
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>>5032981
+1
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>>5032981
+1
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>>5032981
+1
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>>5032981
+1
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>>5032981
-1
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>>5033341
It was almost perfect, and you soiled it, SOILED IT.
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I don't think a post of mine has ever been so popular!
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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
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>>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?"
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>>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?"
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"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!
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>>5033859
JANITOR WITH NOTHING TO EAT
LOOKING FOR POSTS TO DELETE
A FAT MAN ON THE VERGE OF DEATH
ALWAYS SHORT OF BREATH
UNEMPLOYED
AND 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.
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>>5033862
seconding, let's bag us a jannie
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>>5033859
>Accept the offer. You are a cowboy of your word. You will deliver.
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>>5033859
Accept, but we want something in turn. A horse. We're gonna need a horse from them.
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>>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.
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>>5033859
>Accept the offer. You are a cowboy of your word. You will deliver

Let's get to work.
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Refuse and shoot.
One doesn't negotiate with terrorists.
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>>5034167
True, but at the same time, i hate jannies.
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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.
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CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SOOOOOON

THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE
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>>5034639
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more
[Guitar solo]
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>>5034639
>>5034723
Support. Start singing vaguely western and western related music terribly
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>>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
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>>5034639
>>5034723
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHZkzv2HBYM
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
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>>5034723
We 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
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...
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
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>>5035472
Turn around and hit em with the Marty Robbins stance
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>>5035479
Good idea
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>>5035489
>>5035479
You 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
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>>5035516
Shot it in the eye
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>>5023967
The 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.
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>>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."





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