>>5022649
>Two kids in a trench coat

>>5022652
(As much as this quest values freedom, the act of splitting consciousness among two hosts is I'll advised after previous experiments :D )

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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.

>>5022666
supporting cowboy.

Vet who has changed life paths to become a circus clown after feeling deeply dissatisfied with their life.

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>>5022666
>>5022675
+1 for cowboy

>>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?

>>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.

>>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.)

>>5022752
>ENTER
>Through the door

>>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.

>>5022784
>>5022759
(Sorry about the longer wait anons, carving a pumpkin takes a bit longer than I thought)

You decide to waltz into the store, putting on your best 'Cowboy Swagger'. You head straight for the prize, even while a cashier gives you a strange look.

You reach out a hand and are amazed; REAL. LEATHER.

You have to have this. Going without isn't an option.
But with despair, you realize it's 44.99 USD, of which you have none of....

>What does a man have to do to be a cowboy around here!?

>>5022837
>LEAVE
>That's it
>Just leave
>Wow

>>5022849
+1

>>5022849
>>5022854

(Remember anons, you have a lot of freedom, I'm not stopping you from getting that hat)

>>5022849
This. Tip hat to clerk as we leave. Maybe start running if it looks like they're gonna chase us.

>>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)

>>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

>>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

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>5022899

>>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?

>>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

>>5022900
Shame

>>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

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?

>>5023094
What's the mission, boss?
Where was I before I came here?
And who are you?

>>5023094
>Well hoss, I don't mean to bellyache none but I'd sure appreciate it if you'd tell me what that task IS.

>>5023106
>Oh and by the by, did I bite the dust back there on account of that kitty cat or was it one o'them spirit visions?

>>5023100
>>5023106
>>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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>>5023165
(Ahem, forgot image)

>>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

>>5023165
>>5023167
Check under the rug for secrets

>>5023189
Ooh, this. And check under the bed

>>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)

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

>>5023238

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

>>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?

>>5023531
Examine these books on the shelf, see what we're dealing with.

>>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?

>>5023549
>Look in the drawers
>Leave room again

>>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?

>>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)

>>5023648
Second door

>>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.

>>5023691
Downstairs. There's hat-stands at front doors. If not, maybe a small closet or something

>>5023691
Go back in our room, grab whatever trophy is the best combination of heavy and swingable, then head downstairs.

>>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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>>5023710
>>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?

>>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])

>>5023739
It's mighty rude of us to be creepin' around this kind woman's home like some varmin, say Howdy to her!

>>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.

>>5023739
Set the trophy down and say howdy to goat lady. She made a pie, she can't be that bad.

>>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?

>>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.

>>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.

>>5023804
Backing >>5023843
When there's ranches all over the place out WEST, a cool glass of milk can be a livesaver

>>5023843
+1

>>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

>>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?

>>5023886
this is so cheesy and I love it +1

>>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

>>5023886
+1

>>5023875
I think some guy grew me in a lab.

>>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

>>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?

>>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.

>>5023933
Wait wait I got a better one. Arthur Morgan.

>>5023931
Del...bert. You can call me Del for short.

>>5023935
Delbert Morgan.

>>5023939
Delbert A. (Arthur) Morgan?

>>5023940
Mighty fine handle there

>>5023931
Anthony Oakley

>>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?

>>5023967
Locate a mirror.
It is time for us to bear witness to the physical actualization of our own existence.

>>5023975
Second.

>>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!

>>5023967
T pose at Kris to assert dominance

>>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

>>5024051
>Yell "This isn't my first rodeo, ya varmint!" (Actually it is) and grapple with Kris.

>>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.

>>5024051
>YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE (engage in honorable wrastle combat)

>>5024051
>Fuck if I know
followed up by
>Knee to wherever we can reach

>>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.

>>5024095
We might not be nine, we could just have chronic babyface

>>5024095
>>5024081
>>5024063
>>5024061
>>5024054
"No clue. REEEEEEEEEEEEE!" You yell with the full might of a cowboy as you try and wrassle Kris off of you.

And by 'wrassle', you mean flail your arms in his face and kick him in the nads.

He drops the trophy and releases you to hold the damaged items, leading to your swift escape!

...or it would have, if Kris didn't lunge for your legs and drag you backwards.

"What do you even mean, no clue!? You're... you're different! You're like that thing!" Kris says, as he uses one foot to hold both of your hands down together, and his knee on your stomach.

Sadly, spirit doesn't equal a physical advantage.

>Ouch

(Sorry for the wait, guys, had errands)

>>5024137
Spamton was better than Jevil!

>>5024137
>"Pardner, I think you oughta lay off the whiskey, I haven't one iota of what you're talkin about. What 'thing' are ya referrin' to, anyway? How's about we resolve this little... confliction of ours with words instead of a brawl, huh? It just ain't right to attack yer fellow man in his sleep, not unless yer' an outlaw."

>>5024147
Support, but say reckon instead of think

>>5024147
+1

>>5024147
+1 but say howdy an obnoxious number of times.

Is Delbert actually southern, or is he a kid hopped up on too many wild west flicks?

>>5024177
He comes from the empty void, so he's a southerner, northerner, westerner and easterner all at the same time.

>>5024177
(He isn't southern, but by God does he have the spirit of a cowboy.)

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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

>>5024187
I don't know what you're babbling about, I just really like cowboys.

>>5024169
>>5024160
>>5024155
>>5024147

"Y-yknow Kris, ya should lay off the, ow, whiskey, pardner. I ain't got one eye-ohtah of whatch- Kris you're gonna break my hand- of whatchyer talking bout."

You take Kris's silence as a good thing. Maybe he was listening?

"'Sides, attacking a fella when he's sleeping, it-"

Suddenly Kris let you go.
"You should go to bed. It's late." He says, his voice a strange monotone compared to the panicked whispers of earlier.

Kris feels... way more familiar now.

"Delta?"
"Go to bed."

>Hey, we finished our cowboy task!
>now what?

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>>5024187
>doe breaker
>https://vocaroo.com/147ESfyp2fqb

>>5024196
>>5024187
(I hate you magnificent bastards lmao)

>>5024190
It is time to surrender ourselves once more unto the sweet oblivial embrace of the nothingness of our sleeping psyche,

>>5024201
+1

>>5024190
Reckon we should get us some shut-eye.

>>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.

>>5024222
IT would be great, and if asked we can just cover and say "uhhh fuck we're amish"

>>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

>>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?

>>5024238
Ah, but "Guy from present doesn't understand modernity" is fresh and new!

>>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.

>>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"

>>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?

>>5024255
Either that or he was a poorfag. Like, poorer than Susie. Would explain how he died.

>>5024259
>Poor as shit
>Only had old movies growing up
>Dreamed of running off into the wilderness and living the [Frontier Life]
>Read a ton of books on survival and the like
>Spent every hour of every day building an encyclopedic knowledge of cowboy and cowboy behavior
>Exclusively jacked it to magazines that heavily featured cowgirl position and the appropriate hats once he started high school.
Makes a lot of sense. The question is there magically going to be an issue of New Mexico Minotaur monthly hidden under Kris's bed to compliment the stained Dragon Drawing book under Az's.

>>5024267
We're too young for that. We're like Frisk age.

>have to postpone update because of [Unspecified Emergency]
>come back hour or so later and there's still conversation

(I have the coolest anons in my quest
Writing now :D )

You decide to get some rest, like Kris/Beta said so.

But deciding on something and doing something are two different things. Especially after... that.

When you eventually fall asleep, you are greeted by a familiar sight: the black space of wherever you came from.


AH. YOU HAVE LOCATED BETA?
WONDERFUL. TRULY WONDERFUL.
HAVE YOU....
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?

>>5024313
What in tarnation is the specific issue?

>>5024313
>Stop speak'n that big city sciance garbage and speak english

>>5024313
Boss, ya better not leave me for dead. It gets real lonely out on the fields, ya know?

>>5024325
>>5024322
>>5024318

>You're frustrated over him not using proper, red blooded American English, and instead using science mumbo jumbo

...
WELL.
I CANNOT FAULT YOU.
YOU WERE 'BORN' YESTERDAY.
HA.

>You don't even know what in the Sam Hill the 'task' is!

HM. I THOUGHT YOU WOULD HAVE
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?

(Almost forgot; for your convenience, a map! >>5023094 )

>>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.

>>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.

>>5024385
>Buy it, but make sure to pay him back later.

>>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.

>>5024389
>>5024405
+1 both of these. We're in need of a root beer, but we'll pay back this Serial fella later on, with interest.

>>5024405
>>5024389
>>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.

>>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.

>>5024510
Oh. I guess wasn't reading correctly. Yeah, I still agree.

>>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.

>>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.

>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].

>>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.

>>5024385
Acquire the root beer with your money.

>>5024385
Take the money but leave an IOU

>>5024874
Sans isnt giving us money.
We need to use the 5 dollar to buy the root beer.

>>5024882
Take the root beer and leave an IOU

>>5024883
I don't think sans will accept it.

>>5024884
This is the same guy who tells Grillby to just put everything on his tab.
He might accept it.

>>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.

>>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.

(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)

>>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!

>>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)

>>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!

>>5025022
God damn fucking spooky scary skeletons.
We just wanted some root beer, asshole.

I guess we can go check out the pizza place.

>>5025027
+1. Stop by Ice-E's P"e"zza. Your #1 stop for a piping hot p"e"ece of p"e"eza. Surely they must have a job for a youngster itching to make some dough
>inb4 they literally have us make dough in the kitchen
That's the kind of twist I expect from Toby Fox

>>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?

>>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

>>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

>>5025046
+1

>>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?

>>5025046
>>5025033

(Nah, we're in Chapter two. Your arrival caused some... changes, though. Maybe there will be more?)

>>5025058
Ask for employment, we need that kromer yo

>>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

>>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.

>>5025068
It's just the principle of it.

>>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?

>>5025094
I guess we should go the school and wait for Kris to leave.

>>5025094
Well, i suppose we should go back home to give back the dollars we took.

>>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?

>>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.

>>5025106
We're not getting a shirt for $5 in a sleepy small town. Maybe we can buy another root beer?

>>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.

>>5025109
Yeah now that I think about a can of fuckin a&w shouldn't cost any more than 50 cents to a dollar

>>5025112
I can't believe Sans would do this to us.

>>5025112
Inflation is very [bad]

invest in [kromer]

>>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.

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.

>>5025094
GO FIND krisp!

>>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.

>>5025140
>Take hat off to introduce self
>"Howdy, madam. I'm just waiting on somebody, though I do appreciate the concern for a stranger like myself. My name is Delbert Arthur Morgan... or just Del for short. May I inquire as to your own?"

>>5025140
>H'llo there missie. Ain't there any problems with me, no, ah reckon a'm waiting for a lad named Kris. Reckon you might know him?

>>5025143
Switching to this.

>>5025143
+1 This is smooth.

>>5025143
+1

>>5025143
+1, our polite western manners cannot be denied by anyone

>>5025143
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>>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.

>>5025196
Assure Noelle, who is probably Kris's girlfriend, that this Susie gal and Kris are probably just planning some school project.

>>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.

>>5025199
>who is probably Kris's girlfriend
?

>>5025203
I think it's supposed to be Dell assuming she is.

>>5025209
But why would he assume that?

>>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.

>>5025196
Do not self-cuck. Proceed to library. Ask her if she's ever had any dealings with a certain hornswogglin' bag of bones.

>>5025221
This. +1

>>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.

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.

>>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. )

Also, i just realized we're going to get to see the "prequel" part of chapter 2, when Noelle and Berdly first arrive in cyber world. That's going to be pretty interesting

>>5025271
>Look for some Dime Novels, something to do with cowboys, preferably. Ignore the bird, he is MEANINGLESS.

>>5025284
This, and see if we can find some good ideas for revenge on skelly

>>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?)

>>5025334
I'm enjoying it and having fun.

>>5025334
I don't really know shit about Undertale or the other one, just stayed for the cowboy kid and have no regerts

>>5025346
incredibly based, anon
>>5025334
I think it's great, ???

>>5025334
I'm having fun.

>>5025334
Been fun just reading i wonder if we will transform into a big cowboy down here

Would be funny if we become like an archer and have to use fucking bows instead of guns

>>5025346
This makes your desire to antagonise sans all the funnier.

>>5025557
Impossible, our soul’s [Hyperlink blocked] is too strong, we shall conjure the BIGGEST of irons.

Good so far hope we end up a gunslinger in the dark world

>>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

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.

>>5025779
Good idea Anon!

>>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?

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>5025856
The most well get is a clothes change and a weapon

(Early day boys! Writing, but don't let me stop you from speculating, it's cool when you guys do that)

>>5025918
For his neutral special, Del wields a Gun

>>5025925
Speculation is one of the best parts of quests imo, I love slow but steady information gathering

For a while, it's dark. Really dark. Feels like home, if you're being honest.

Then you fall flat on your face.

Peeling yourself off of a blue tinted sidewalk, you stare up at a dark sky, latticed by neon green lines. Giant buildings surround you, speckled with neon signs.

You slowly stand up, spurs jin-

Spurs!?

You jump up and stare down in delight; at a pair of cowboy boots, with some big ol' silver stars for spurs.

Going upwards, you wore jeans, neon green in color. Above that you had a white undershirt, with a vest, also in neon green.

Tentatively, you pull off your hat... looks like the color there switched too; it followed the neon green streak, except the band itself was white.

Sure, you're happy at the fact that you've got a full cowboy outfit, but did it have to be... y'know, in such a pansy color?

Wait, where was Noelle?!
Your mind instantly goes to the worst; bandits, warring Indian tribes, and....

Carpetbaggers!

You've got to find her!

Looking around this area, you've got a main street to go down, with a whole bunch of alleyways branching off.

Eerily familiar...

>Where do we go, gunslinger?

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(Forgot image

This is pretty much it, if we mix and match the colors a little. Imagination, baby)

>>5025982
Go into one of the alleyways, hope we don't run into any snake-oil salesmen.

>>5025987
This

>>5025986
We still a baby boy?

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>>5025986
YEEEEEEEHAW

>>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.

>>5026007
>>5025999
(This is peak cowboy right ovah heyah, SHOOOWEEEEE BOAH!)

>>5025982
Do you plan on adding options or is this quest write in only?

>>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.

>>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.

>>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.

>>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

>>5026028
But why are WE blue? Isn't that Kris's thing?
>>5026027
maybe we get taller because we feel like we should be

>>5026049
>But why are WE blue?
Red would look too sus.

>>5026048
>ACT

>>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

>>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.

>>5026061
Yeah, that looks great.

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>>5026061
And one final edit to make the cowboy hat look more cowboy.

>>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.

>>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.

>>5026069
I feel like we aren't actually nine, but just look as such due to malnutrition and unfortunate genetics

>>5026072
Cowboys don't have cats, they have horses.

A reindeer is fine too

>>5026048
>ACT (pet)

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

>>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.