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~An Undertale RP Account~
Frisk Demure is much like her last name. Soft-spoken and shy, somewhat timid. She enjoys gentle hobbies such as gardening, sewing, drawing, and cooking. Due to abuse she suffered as a child, her growth was stunted and it caused her to have a slightly sickly disposition, getting sick easily. But despite it all, she continues to persevere, trying to live her life as best she can.
Her whole life, Frisk had strange and vivid dreams, even waking dreams. Some sort of psychosis, she believed as she got older. Memories of her, but not her, doing things she never did, meeting monsters she didn't know. Sometimes saving them, sometimes murdering them. It traumatized Frisk and for the longest time, she believed she was the cause of her parents hatred towards her and that's why they would beat her and starve her. The day she turned 18, she blacked out during one of the beatings and when she woke, her parents were dead in their room, murdered by an intruder who never knew Frisk was unconscious in the closet.
With a new sense of freedom, Frisk used her inheritance and began to carve out a living for herself. She survived on selling her handicrafts online and at local yardsales and fleamarkets and craft shows. It wasn't a fancy life and she was no means wealthy, but she enjoyed it. ....now if only these strange visions and fake memories could stop...
Her whole life, Frisk had strange and vivid dreams, even waking dreams. Some sort of psychosis, she believed as she got older. Memories of her, but not her, doing things she never did, meeting monsters she didn't know. Sometimes saving them, sometimes murdering them. It traumatized Frisk and for the longest time, she believed she was the cause of her parents hatred towards her and that's why they would beat her and starve her. The day she turned 18, she blacked out during one of the beatings and when she woke, her parents were dead in their room, murdered by an intruder who never knew Frisk was unconscious in the closet.
With a new sense of freedom, Frisk used her inheritance and began to carve out a living for herself. She survived on selling her handicrafts online and at local yardsales and fleamarkets and craft shows. It wasn't a fancy life and she was no means wealthy, but she enjoyed it. ....now if only these strange visions and fake memories could stop...

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