[Open] Unreasonable Behaviour

[vvaylon]

A . (for your character to end up a snack or escape and spread the word; indicate which in your subject line!)

He’s found the underwater lake. It’s nice, for the most part, but just like the fish in the river the fare is disappointingly slimy and unappetizing. Seeing as he hasn’t found the kitchen yet (a shame!)  he turns to the next source of food—those wandering about the castle. The first to go is a small white cat lazing about on a chair; tufts of fur remain on the floor, and he continues on. The castle is large enough to  send him on af ew circles; but finally, he sees someone down a hall, and makes his lumbering way towards them.

B. (for your character to lay a beatdown on Croc, or for Croc to lay a beatdown on your character….)

He takes to roaming the halls during the night. It’s quieter, the birds are asleep, he has free rein; it’s daresay, nice. He’s still angry. It bubbles up in his chest like a red foam, leads to clawmarks being engraved in the stone, chairs turned on their head or otherwise made into splinters.

Croc is a simple man, sometimes. Sometimes he likes to scheme and plot, and finds himself quite adept at that! Other times… well, other times, someone’s just gotta get their head caved in. Said someone is going to find a big, scaled surprise in the library.

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B (lmao beat this kid into the stone for me)

[mercybutton]

Flowey wanted a quiet night to think. To watch the stars pass and think about the castle, and home, what he'll do, what will happen if... when will they get out? He didn't say why he wanted to spend a night by himself in the garden, he knew Frisk would just pester him to talk about it if he did. And he knows they can handle themself--no one in the castle, as far as he can tell, has it out for either of them.

Frisk wanders by themself in the castle--having slept for most of the day, they've just been walking around at the unholy hours of the night, quietly humming songs that roll across the walls. They recognize the musty scent of aged leather and paper as they walk into the library. They are lightfooted, but are not trying at all to be stealthy.

Their hearing is quite sharp, though. Do with that what you will.

B (For Beat on Kotetsu)

[oldmantiger]

This is a weird dream.

But it's not the weirdest one he's had, and after the past few days, Kotetsu knows he should probably expect a few weird dreams while he gets his head on straight and figures out life. A lot of his heavier dreams involve wandering around lost. Wandering around lost in a library isn't so much of a stretch. He doesn't spend a lot of time in there anyway.

He looks a little unsteady on his feet as he moves - he heals quickly, as a NEXT, but he hasn't had much time. Occasionally, he'll wince and press a hand against his chest. But otherwise, he picks up a book here or there, flips aimlessly through a few pages, and inevitably sets it aside after a minute or so. Mostly, he's just waiting to wake up.

A (leading to an escape)

[sansational]

Sans is just getting up from his favorite windowseat after a nap. He stifles a yawn, and it takes him a second to fully register the sounds of someone coming towards him from behind. Someone...rather big.

He looks around, and his eyesockets widen in shock to see something like Croc bearing down on him. But in the next second, Sans simply isn't there. In fact, he's right behind Croc, looking somewhat perturbed. As much as a skeleton can look perturbed.

"so very sorry about that." He doesn't sound sorry. "was i in your way?"

b. OOPS SORRY i should jump in on this, or should we plot more? this can be a rough start anyway

[trombones]

Yeah.

Sans had seen enough.

Even after the white fur, he had seen enough. Sans wasn't really the type to play hero. He was actually going to go check on his friends, the other kids, make sure they were still okay this late at night. The skeleton was checking the library when he catches the claw marks and other telltale signs.

Welp.

Said big, scaly surprise wasn't far from the evidence. Sans stood behind him, not sure if he had been noticed yet. His sockets narrow, and he stays still.

"Hey."

B (lol sorry my guy is inedible. feel free to wreck him as much as possible though)

[mettaton_rex]

Mettaton liked Duchess.

He wouldn't have gone so far as to call her a friend, yet. But she was charming and a good actress and she always called him your highness - he's missed that, okay - and someone took her away just like everything else in his life and he is going to find whoever's responsible for that and they are going to die.

He's followed the trail of destruction here (not letting himself wonder whether someone capable of gouging marks like that into stone could do the same thing in metal, and what that much killing intent could do to a monster's SOUL, it doesn't matter, they're going to pay for this) and now Croc is going to find himself confronted by a furious robot. Wearing a crown, and a fur-trimmed cloak that sweeps the floor behind him, just to make very clear to his opponent who he's dealing with.

"Well. Are you the awful creature who murdered my co-star?"

B for someone getting beaten.

[ojisankink]

Croc isn't the only one who's good at plotting. A certain newcomer is basically known for running on analysis. Granted, right now, only one specific thing is on his mind. And that is protecting Kotetsu.

Barnaby can be very much hyperfocused when he wants to be. His movements, actions, words can all be molded to fit whatever role he needs to take. Right now, he's silent and swift, moving through the hallways towards the crocodile monster. He was frustrated he hadn't been transported here with his hero suit, but now he considers it a blessing that he can step without the sound of clanging metal. He can definitely get the jump on him this way.

Croc's only warning that someone is approaching is a few quick footsteps and a faint blue glow before Barnaby's leg slams into his side with the force of a runaway bullet train.

A...? Probably eaten. Make him suffer

[tinyprotector]

Yukio has recently been confident enough to wander the castle halls. From what Kuro has figured out, there aren't any actual demons in the castle, and none that are particularly threatening. Yukio still wants to keep to himself as much as possible, but he at least feels comfortable taking a book out of the library so he can find a more comfortable place to read.

He hears thumping behind him as he's walking to one of the lounges. He immediately stiffens up, but tries to force himself to stay calm. Maybe it's just a really big but also really friendly monster? He turns around to come face-to-face with Croc.

He can't help the gasp that slips from his mouth, nor his wide eyes and shaking hands. The book he was carrying falls to the ground.