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Name the Fallen Human.
"Chara"
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Darkness. All she could see was darkness. The girl's thoughts were fuzzy and muddled, all a blur in her head. Then, in an instant, the memories came flooding back. She remembered where she was, and what she was doing. Her eyes flew open in an instant. Her beautiful pink and red eyes. Her right eye was a beautiful sunset pink, and her left eye was a bright ruby red. She was generally short, at around five feet and three inches tall. She had lightly tanned skin and slight rosy cheeks, and semi long wavy dirty blonde hair. She wore a sleeveless light pink, almost peach turtleneck sweater, a hot pink fluffy jacket over the sweater, a short skirt that was a lighter pink than her jacket, but not her sweater, that sat on her hips with a white band to separate itself from her sweater, brown boots, and black tights, as well as white, slightly cartoonish gloves on her hands. She was lying on the ground, on top of a bed of golden flowers, likely buttercups. Her entire body ached, but luckily, no bones were broken. She looked around, and saw a child next to her, younger than her, but not by much. They had goldenrod skin, short, messily cut brown hair, narrowed eyes, a rather blank expression, and were a bit shorter than her. They were wearing a light blue sweater with two pink stripes in the middle, brown shorts, black leggings underneath, dark brown shoes, and lastly, a bandaid on their cheek. She slowly stood up, her joints letting out small pops as she did so, stretching a little to help the aches. She crouched down next to the child, prodding them on their shoulder.
"Hey, are you alright?" She asked, sounding genuinely worried. Then, the child moved, and they looked at her. Their narrowed eyes widened a touch, but not by much. They cocked their head in confusion, and sat up. They pointed at the large hole above them, where sunlight was shining through, and then pointed at her, cocking their head again. "Did I fall with you?" She asked. The child nodded. "Ah. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I did." She replied, reaching her hand forward. The child grabbed her hand, and the girl helped them up, now off of the flower bed. "What's your name?" She asked them. They took a small breath. "Frisk." They replied, their voice soft. Their voice could've been female or male, either way, she couldn't tell the difference. Frisk then pointed at the girl. "My name?" Frisk nodded. "My name is Pink." Pink replied, a smile on her face. Pink looked around, taking in the sights of the cave they were in. She looked at the flower bed to inspect it. "A flower bed of buttercups. Looks like it broke your fall." Pink did not flinch at the sudden voice in her head. She knew who it was, clear as day. Chara. She paid them no mind, but was sure that they knew she was aware of them. Then, Frisk pointed at a hallway in the cavern they were in. "You want to go over there?" Pink asked. Frisk shook their head, and pointed at themselves, then at Pink, then back at the hallway. "You want us both to move on?" Frisk nodded, putting their fists at their hips. "Alright then." Pink answered, smiling a bit.
She and Frisk walked forward, and into the hallway. They walked into another cave, of which had a patch of grass in the middle, along with a flower. The flower looked like a buttercup, with six large petals across the head, and a green stem. But one thing was different about the flower. It had a face. Frisk and Pink both walked a bit closer, when the flower began to speak.
"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower!" His voice was filled to the brim with sickening sweetness, feeling almost forced. "You two are new to the underground, aren't ya? Golly, the both of you must be so confused!" Flowey spoke, a friendly smile on his face. "Someone should really teach you how things work down here! I guess little ol' me will have to do!" Flowey remarked, smiling brightly, though not with his teeth. Pink could see tiny little fangs protruding from his mouth, and his eyes held a faint glimmer of red. "Ready? Here we go!" Then, with a flash of light, a red heart appeared on Frisk's chest. Pink felt a warmth on her own chest, and looked down to see a heart on her own, except it was different from Frisk's. Half of it was red, the other pink. "See those hearts? Those are your SOULS, the very culmination of your beings!" Flowey explained, looking intently at the two. "SOULS start out weak, but can grow stronger with LV!" Frisk cocked their head in confusion, while Pink continued to stare on. "What's LV stand for? Why, LOVE, of course! You both want some LOVE, don't you? Here, I'll share some with you!" Then, white, almost bullet-like seeds appeared around Flowey. "Down here, LOVE is shared through..." Flowey trailed off, thinking for a moment. "...little white...'friendliness pellets'." Pink didn't like the emphasis he put on them. She knew what would happen if she or Frisk touched them, they would be hurt. "I'll share some with you! Go on, catch as many as you can!" And with that, Flowey flung the pellets at Frisk and Pink. Pink quickly dodged, and pulled Frisk away from them. They let out a small yelp as Pink grabbed them and pulled them away. "...hey buddy, you missed them." Flowey said, his eyes narrowing a bit. "Let's try that again, shall we?" He again flung the pellets at the two, this time a bit faster. Pink dodged the bullets, extremely cautious. Frisk dodged as well, a bit unnerved. "Is this a joke? Are you both brain dead? Run. Into. The. BULLET-" Flowey cut himself off, his eyes going wide. "Err, friendliness pellets!" Knew it. Pink thought, smiling a touch. He sent the bullets at them again, and once more, both of them dodged.
Then, his facial expression quickly soured, his eyes turning pitch black, and his fangs coming extremely prominent. "You know what's going on here, don't you?" Flowey instantly abandoned all of his sickening sweetness, his voice now a growl. "You just wanted to see me suffer." He snarled, his voice growing more and more horrifying by the second. Frisk was standing beside Pink, shaking. Pink was standing strong, hostility burning in her eyes. Then, vines and bullets surrounded the two. "DIE." Flowey shrieked out the word, laughing hysterically as the bullets and vines came closer and closer. Frisk was shaking, and Pink was too. Pink knew what would come next, but she couldn't help be afraid for what was happening now. Then, in an instant, the attacks were gone. Flowey looked confused, when a ball of pure fire flew across the cavern, nailing Flowey in the face. He was knocked away with a cry of surprise and pain.
"What a miserable creature, torturing such poor, innocent youths..." A motherly voice rang out, and someone stepped forward. It was a woman, but something was different about her. She was a goat! An anthropomorphic goat woman. She had snow white fur, long floppy ears on the sides of her head that faded to gray on the ends, small horns on the top of her head, deep scarlet eyes with black eye lashes, fangs protruding on her mouth, large feet and paws, and she was wearing a robe, almost a dress of a sort. It was a bright purple with white sleeves, a white symbol on the chest area, and white lining around it. She was quite tall, looming over Frisk and Pink. She had a kind look in her eyes. "Oh dear, neither of you are hurt, are you?" She walked a bit closer. "I am Toriel, the caretaker of the Ruins."
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