achievementhunter: (and you were a plot device)
Chara Dreemurr..? ([personal profile] achievementhunter) wrote in [community profile] solnet2016-07-16 11:52 am

[Text] Haha freaking out what do you mean no one's freaking out this is fine-

Greetings, fellow soldiers.

With the current state of things, now is a good time to remind ourselves of appropriate levels of respect for each other. Absolute strangers potentially learning your deepest secrets is not something that sits well with myself; I imagine that I'm hardly the only person who feels this way.

I invite anyone else who may have issues with others attempting to discuss said memories to opt out of such social situations through this network post. In my own circumstances, I would prefer that you kept it to yourself.



In other news, Sans is missing. Perhaps he has also gone on vacation, perhaps not.

Please remain vigilant. If you have any further information in regards to the disappearances, or have noted someone else who does not appear to be available via their phone, feel free to share that particular information.



[Private to Frisk, Asriel, Maka, Hilda, Rin Tohsaka, Toriel, Wade, Zuko]

Please remain in contact throughout the day.

I'd hate to go to the trouble of locating you.
souldeterminant: (my mother told me)

[personal profile] souldeterminant 2016-08-07 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[He wouldn't be. Frisk turns over the possibility in their chest, testing the way it squeezes between their ribs. Who the reassurance is coming from. How much of it, really, comes from a place they're a little bit too attached to. Then they let it go.]

[Sans wouldn't be. That does sound like him.]

[They catch the pillow full-bodied, clasping it against their torso as they twist and release it onto the bed. Tug it into place at the headboard, where it looks a little cleaner without the stains to the cover. Frisk leans over the bed, back turned to their Partner, and begins straightening the sheets methodically.]

[After a few moments of busy silence, they slowly draw up. Fold the lip of the blanket downwards.]


I used to do this before.

[Before.]

Let me start helping.