onegreeneye | OPEN RP POST (wip)

OPEN RP POST (wip)

This is a general catch-all post for anyone who wants to thread with Ginko in his original setting - or at least something resembling it. Want to play an AU? Post-jamjar? Unexpected interdimensional travel? It's all good! In addition, if you want to thread something with mushi and such but in a more modern setting, I'm totally open to modern-day AU's. I'm fine with prose, brackets, whatever.

Please note that I'm totally open to using this post for action, fluff, whatever, but not smut. If you have any additional questions about the setting or types of mushi, just message me on this account!

(here's a placeholder for if i ever get around to putting actual prompts on here)

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"Oh. ...that's a lot of people. It must be very loud."

They nod, looking up at the sky. "Mmm...it's only been snowy once. And I didn't know if some of the people coming through were nice, so I didn't talk to them."

"That depends on the village. Some of them can be pretty loud, but some aren't too densely populated."

Then he pauses where he is. "...I thought you said you had always lived here?"

They shrug with a soft hum. "'S long as I can remember, at least."

"...Right."

Less than a year. As long as they can remember.

Looking at them, he would guess they're about ten, give or take a couple years.

He starts walking again.

Frisk jogs ahead a little bit, oblivious to Ginko's thoughts. Further ahead the river narrows and becomes much more turbulent, rocks jutting up in places and creating rough currents.

"Do mushis have villages, too?"

"Uh... not really. Some live in villages, among humans. Some mushi are social, but they don't have their own villages, exactly, even then."

"Why not?"

"Because it's not how they live. And they can't really build houses, anyway."

"Oh."

...

"What if I made them little houses?"

Ginko gives a quiet snort of laughter.

"I suppose you could do that, but I'm not sure how much use they would get from them. Mushi usually do just fine finding their own places to live."

"But not all of them! I'm gonna make some tomorrow."

Well, nice that that has been decided...?

The riverbank starts to grow narrow and steep the farther they go, but still wide enough to make their way along in single file. The water laps on the rocks, but Frisk is nimble enough to not lose their footing. "A little farther, then there's another secret path, okay?"

...Well alright then. He guesses he won't argue with that if they really want to... make mushi houses.

He sticks close behind them, eyeing the river cautiously. "Alright."

His foot slips a little on a particularly damp rock, but he manages to regain his footing a moment later. "--ah, dammit."

Not like they have a whole lot else to do out here. At least it will keep them amused.

Frisk turns back when Ginko slips, and frowns before going back to take his hand in a firm grip. "Don't fall, okay? I'll help, just hang on."

"Right... look, I'll be okay, just-- if I fall, I don't want you falling in too, okay?"

He doesn't pull away, but he doesn't grip back, either. He takes a couple more cautious steps forward.

Frisk holds on tighter, frowning and shaking their head as they lead him along.

"I won't let you fall!"

"Frisk--" He frowns, his shoulders hunching slightly, and casts another glance at the river.

He stays as close behind them as he can, making it a good few steps further. He's getting a little more used to keeping his footing as they go, and it's seeming a little more like they might be able to get past this river without incident.

And then, whether the rock under his shoe falls out of place, or is just too damp to get a grip on, his footing is suddenly gone.

Frisk yelps when Ginko suddenly topples, reacting on instinct not to get out of the way, but rather to try and catch him before he hits the ground. Of course, there are many problems with this, not the least of which is that Ginko has about four times the mass they have.

All that Frisk really serves to do is provide a tiny bit of cushioning for his chest when they go down.

Unfortunately, that bit of cushioning doesn't do a lot to stop his head from smacking full-force into the rocky bank. He lies motionless where he lands, blood leaking from his forehead and onto the smooth rocks below.

Frisk's head took a bad knock as well, and they have to blink the stars out of their eyes before they can even start to try and get free from under his motionless body.

"Ginko! Ginko!" Frisk struggles and squirms to get out from underneath him, finally getting free and shaking his shoulder to try and wake him. "Ginko, wake up! You gotta wake up!"

Panic rises in their chest when they notice the blood, and they let out a small whimper. No, no no no, he can't be, he can't--!

Maybe if they didn't close their eyes so fast, they would notice he was still breathing.

This time Frisk snaps awake much more abruptly, lying still for a moment before sitting up and reaching for Ginko's arm. They grab on and wind their arms tight around it, pressing their face to his shoulder.

"No more falling."

Ginko jumps slightly when Frisk grabs hold of him, starting to raise his free hand without quite being sure what to do with it.

"What? I didn't fall, what are you talking about?"

Frisk just shakes their head, clinging on a little tighter.

"'M gonna keep you safe this time. I really will, promise."

He had started to wonder for a moment if they had just had a nightmare or something, but... this is strange. After a moment of hesitation, he places a hand carefully on their back.

"...Frisk, what do you mean, 'this time'? What's going on?"

They sniffle, and a few tears leak off onto his sleeve.

"We...we got down to the river. I was gonna take you from there to the meadow, but...it got slippery. You fell."

They look up at Ginko with a guilty expression. "I tried to catch you, I swear I did."

"Was... this a dream?"

Somehow, he doubts it. He pulls his sleeve over his hand to wipe at Frisk's face.

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