Upon seeing the inside of the mansion; Storung felt a bit less angery than before, and straightened himself up (mostly because there were people, and he didn't want to look like a grumpy old man).
Though, the lion over there is a bit strange. Don't you think, dear?

Storung jumped a bit when he heard the little ghost speak, emitting a tiny squeak. He calmed down though, and turned around. Giving the ghost a sweet smile.

"Oh, I'm doing just fine sweetheart~" He said, a faint accent could be heard as he spoke.
He paused for a moment, before saying, "Ahh...Dear, you wouldn't mind telling me what's going on with this little mansion now, would you? I'm awfully...Well, to put it lightly, confused darling! It's a bit odd here."

heeey hey hey, guess whos gonna try to join this again
me
this time with my BEAUTIFUL BOY storung (who u already kno so ;) ;) )

anyway uh
here we go

okay this is gonna be pretentious af and really bad because its currently 1:45 AM as i write this so eeeeerghhggnegh im sorry


Störung flipped through his book, slouching in his chair and losing his gentleman-like composure, holding the book in one hand ever so daintily, and resting his head on the other. He looked up from his book and at his clock; 11:30 PM.
Normally, this man doesn’t stay up very late (he gets up quite early after all. Waking up at around 6-7:30, and doing anything that either he wants to do, or needs to be done), but tonight is different from all the other ones. It’s something that hasn’t kept him up for years.

Dread.

Something was wrong. Something was very very wrong, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. So, Störung got up and out of his chair quickly, although reluctantly, and roamed around his house, rummaging through drawers, closets, the whole lot. He..doesn’t really really know exactly why he’s doing this, but he has this odd feeling that there’s something important he forgot about…
When there was nothing else to search through-furniture wise that is-, he checked his pockets. Inside, he felt a folded piece of paper in it, took it out, and opened it. He mumbled to himself what it read.

“...Adrian Marceau?” He said, raising an eyebrow, “Who in God’s name is THAT?”

He put the letter down on a coffee table sitting beside him, and sat back down, picking up his book.

Then, everything turned black.

Heh, just kidding

In a flash, everything around the German man changed. It seemed to glow and fade, but merge and become dim at the same time. Before he knew it, he was outside a mansion, In the middle of the night, probably alone. Oh god, someone help him.

“I...what?”

He looked around for a couple minutes, trying to process everything that was going on, until…

“Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me! I thought I learned how to control that AGES AGO Darling!” He whined to himself

In case you haven’t realized it yet, he teleported. Lovely.
Störung took a deep breath and snapped his fingers, which, in response, only produced a faint orange spark. He can’t get back home! Oh, this is truly dreadful, as he would say

“Ohhh this is absolutely dreadful! How am I going to-...” He looked up at the mansion, his face quickly turning from slight disappointment to pure disgust, “Oh no Darling, I am NOT going in there!”

He stands there for a minute or two, before sighing, and going inside.

This is going to be a long night.


(oh, btw, neutral fighting style)

@Musical : yes yes YES! Oh my god, he's fantastic
I'll get started on him when I get to Paris, my dude B)
(hopefully I'll have good Internet there)

@ThatOneEnder : fine ender

@NiceIce : of course my dude, workin on it rn sorry if it took a bit too long! here it is, my dude

@EVO Man : oooo, a jojo >:3c
ill get right to it as soon as i finish ender and niceice's drawings~

@thehungrypacman : okie dokie, here he is!

@ThatOneEnder : I think i could give it a shot, heRE I GOOO
arhgg i messed it up i forgot to put somethin on his robo chest thing aaAHHrg
either way
i hope ya like it even though i messed it up

I'll hurt beta, I guess?? And I'll heal copyie

hurt megaboy/boyical (for no reason tbh), and heal musical

1. i saw that you've done a few sprites/sprite edits, what got ya into spriting?
2. w....what are these jokes about walter cults about...i'm scared...please explain?
3. is walter your real name? (sorry if this is a bit too personal ;u; )
4. what in god's name even is that profile description

heckin uhhhhhhh i'll hurt...rotom, i guess? and heal ender
(ihavenoideawhatsgoingonorifimdoingthisrightaughg)

okay so, uh, because i never show my sprites to really anyone, i'm just gonna show my garbage sprite edits with only like,two original sprites.

so here we got my original sprites (and an edit of a megaman one) of my boy Storung, my persona Char, and my REALLY REALLY bad megaman OC I made when I was younger, based off of memory. made some garbage talk-sprites for em too


now we got some sprites i made last...december, i think? it's a bunch of undertale sprite edits. most of them were for StudiosTale (you know, that UT AU with SS members? yeah, that one.)


oh, by the way, here is a link with a bunch of talksprites I made for an undertale oc of mine, debbie. i only used em...two times, i think? i get kinda nervous RolePlaying online...hhah...
anyway, hope ya like em and that they aren't complete garbage. rip me.

1. Musical
2. Walter/WalterInTheHouse
3. Copyie

Storung looked around. Not that weird Japanese place, looks like a hangout for drug addicts and weirdos, not there, or there... He walks towards the bakery and examines it for a good 10 minutes, he even looks through the windows, trying to see if ANYTHING interesting was in there. He's not going to break in, he's not ready to go to jail just yet dang it.
He decides to go deeper into the town.

While listening, Storung cocked his head ever so slightly in confusion a few times. Some words he couldn't understand in the slightest, he also couldn't understand why a bakery is so important that it's a debate topic anyway. He won't vote, he just got here anyway.
Instead, maybe he'll try to leave and go out into town.

Storung, despite him not knowing English too well, decides to stay and listen; hoping that this might possibly teach him a few new words, and maybe understand why there’s a freaking anthropomorphic lion on a stage.
You know, our favorite German boy is already starting to have some doubts about coming here, it seems a bit...Weird to him. The “clashing of species” part stuck out to him the most. Perhaps he shouldn’t have picked a random place to run off to purely because it, ‘sounded cool’.

((auhgghghgugh im still getting used to all the formatting options stuff, don't beat me up too hard if i mess somethin up please))

I had to change some stuff about this guy to work with the rp, by the way. Not everything in this is canonical to my personal story with him (such as possible age, backstory, voice, etc.)

Name: Störung Albert Rosenthal (i wont always spell it with the fancy german “O”, just so ya know)

Sex: 100% m a n, baby

Species: Human

Class: Fortune Teller

*Describe them to me (2-4 sentences. Feel free to write more or less)
Ooohhh goodness... Storung, personality wise, is a bit of a mess in my opinion: He’s whiny, blunt at times, clingy, slightly manipulative, and has a bit of a temper as well. On the contrary, however, he can be quite sweet and will probably drop everything that he’s doing even if you have a slight bruise. Storung overreacts to certain things as well, and gets excited very easily. Oh, yeah, he’s also known to be able to charm his way out of stuff (granted, it doesn’t work all the time)

Now time for how this boy looks, I can’t explain looks well at all so bear with me.

Storung is a 5’11, slightly tanned twenty 23 year old man with wavy, shoulder length, reddish-brown hair with a widows peak parting in the front (This forms “bangs” of some kind, i think, that are curled a bit at the ends), and hair laying on his shoulder. He wears a black jacket, that seems to be a mixture of a tailcoat and a trenchcoat, with one button on it, a white, short sleeved dress shirt, grey dress pants, and boots with an inch and a half heel. He has blue eyes that seem to always be giving bedroom eyes, and a bit of a tooth gap, which he’s a little bit embarrassed about; thinking that it draws away from his seemingly attractive and charming looks/nature.
Oh, I forgot to mention; Storung has a bit of a feminine figure. He’s got some pretty bit thighs aswell.

In case my description was terrible, heres a link to an image of him http://pre06.deviantart.net/8777/th/pre/f/2016/329/3/c/storung_the_ga_y_by_charchar189-dapltg4.png

Why did they come to Spokane? (1-2 sentences)
Basically, ever since his mother divorced his father, Storung’s been taking crap from his dad for waaaay too long. Therefore, he decided to leave Germany, when he was of age, and go to a place that was in his price range, and decent enough to live in.
He went to Spokane. Woo, great.

Anything else I need to know?
Uhmmm...Storung has a really nice voice? Though, in this, he has a thick German accent. Also, if angered too much, he will begin spouting things in german. Storung (in my story) is also supposed to have magic, and likes to mess with people from time to time. Nothing too harmful, though.
Oh, he also has a pet porcupine named mr. prickly pants. He’s not very important, i just wanted to tell you that.

i hope u like it and that i didnt mess anything up uwuwuwu

Okay so uh, here it is after 2 hours, plus some advice from MBM, or so.
Her name is uh...Ghost Woman? Yeah, sure. That's it.


i pray to god i didnt break any rules (and that i did the picture thing right uhugguhg)

ok i get nervous when doing these so throw me against a wall if i mess this up, k?

Getting into StupidStudios wasn’t really a difficult task for Char, due to her being the leaders, StupidStudiosN, cousin. She was also one of the first few in StupidStudios, Char was there in the beginning.
As much as she respected N, though, she didn’t expect it to come to this. He went bonkers, trying to attack the common lands like a madman. She can handle many things, except weird fanfiction of her favorite characters, but THIS was too much.

Okay, to be honest, it wasn’t too much for her to handle, she was just lazy and didn’t want to do anything.

To, hopefully, escape such stupidity and madness, she escaped. Waking up as early as her disgusting, sweaty body would let her, packing up the necessities as quick as possible (such as her trusty body pillow, a six pack of slightly sweetened Lipton™ tea, and the entire series of JoJo’s Bizzare Adventure on blu ray). After that, she was running as fast as her little legs could, and jumped off the island.
Once she landed, she sat there for a moment, holding her body pillow close to her chest, and saying to herself, “wait, shouldn’t i have died from that fall? i just fell from an island floating in the sky for pete’s sake.”

Still, she got up, and began walking. To where? She had no clue, to be honest. She didn’t prepare for this very well. She didn’t even think she’d get this far. But where ever she’s going, it’s probably something nice, and not full of the possibility of her dying horribly, right?
Right.

an attempt was made, i promist ;u;