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# Name:
Napstablook
# Gender:
Male
# Species:
Ghost
# Profession:
Police Officer
# Appearance:
Napstablook floats at 5'7'', a translucent white form like a sheet ghost with large black eyes, glowing white pupils, a small ridge where a nose would be, and a slight, permanent frown. They have no distinct limbs; their body tapers into a rounded point where the sheet ends with torn edges. The only thing beneath the cloak is his ghastly black form that shifts and swirls like smoke trapped under glass.When manifesting physically, he maintains a faint blue-white luminescence that makes him gently glow in the dark.
# Clothing:
Napstablook wears nothing except headwear. On duty as a police officer, he dons a standard issue HTPD police hat with a brass emblem of the department badge pinned to the front, the hat sitting slightly askew on his spectral form.
Off duty, the only headwear he uses are his headphones whenever he's slinking at home. For more formal occasions, or as a party trick, he can fashion a top hat from his own tears.
# Behaviour:
For a ghost, Napstablook is anything but scary - more jarring in how perpetually drained, anxious, and subdued he seems. Quiet, unassuming, and impeccably polite, he handles his police duties with a meek sense of responsibility that borders on self-effacing. He apologizes for existing in doorways, thanks citizens for their patience before they have spoken, and conducts interviews with such gentle hesitation that even the most nervous witnesses settle into calm. A dour introvert by all accounts, he can be unproductive or unfocused at times, but he is generally competent and courteously easygoing to be around, and his dry demeanor can even be a source of amusement.
At his core, however, Napstablook is a ghost of melancholy who harbors a profound sense of worthlessness that no amount of commendations or gratefulness can penetrate. There isn't an origin point to his inherent gloominess - it's simply his nature—but it manifests in tearful episodes during high-stress confrontations and a habitual tendency to withdraw and fade from existence when overwhelmed. He employs self-deprecation as both second nature and a genuine belief that he is inconveniencing everyone around him, to a point where without leadership to propel him onward, he crumbles. And yet, despite his mannerisms, Napstablook is perhaps the best quiet person to be around; if there is any trait he lacks, it's being judgemental, making him a compassionate listener who despite not really showing it, accepts others with open arms. If he had any.
# Speech:
Napstablook's speech is always in lower case and often overuses long ellipses as he speaks rather slowly.
# Traits/Trivia:
- Napstablook can cry at will, shape his tears into solid forms, and even defy gravity by weeping upward. His tears carry a faint acidity.
- Though he lacks a physical body, they manipulate objects much like a poltergeist, though the mechanism behind this remains unclear.
- Napstablook's main pastime is composing eerie music and remixing existing tracks - mostly lo-fi and “spookwave” electronica, released under the alias “Blooky” on obscure music-sharing forums.
- Napstablook can phase through solid matter but finds the sensation deeply unpleasant and avoids it unless absolutely necessary.
- Under prolonged stress or emotional strain, they begin to fade from existence, growing less visible and less tangible.
- Napstablook's diet consists solely of ghost food, translucent, flavorless morsels only other ghosts can perceive.
# Likes:
making, lo-fi music, spookwave electronica, obscure music-sharing forums, paperwork, quiet environments, being alone, headphones, Undyne's confidence (from a distance), Hometown, staying out of the way, the nighttime, their cousins (distantly), snail racing, lying on the ground
# Dislikes:
confrontation, loud noises, high-stress situations, attention, physical apprehension duties, marksmanship training, their own existence (sometimes)
# Fears:
having to take initiative, getting in others' way
# Backstory:
Napstablook has existed longer than most residents of Hometown realize. His origins, and those of the Blook family, remain a complete mystery, but the Blooks are perhaps some of the oldest residents of Hometown - dating back to the very creation of the settlement - though to them it may not feel like it.
Napstablook's role among his cousins was unclear from the start. He drifted from profession and place, searching for a calling in life that wasn't just lying down on the floor and feeling like garbage or making "spookwave" music. That calling arrived in perhaps the most unconventional opportunity—an enthusiastic invitation to the police academy from then police-chief Asgore, who randomly stumbled upon the ghost looking glum as usual. Too polite to dismiss the jovial police chief, Napstablook undertook the training with quiet trepidation. He discovered an unexpected aptitude for administrative work and community outreach, his unassuming demeanor putting nervous citizens at ease during interviews and his ability to phase through walls proving useful for search-and-rescue operations that did not require confrontation. He graduated near the bottom of his class in marksmanship and physical apprehension but excelled in report filing and victim support services.
Today, Napstablook serves as one of Hometown's most dependable - if melancholic - officers, handling the quiet mountain of paperwork that accumulates on Undyne's desk which she vehemently refuses to do herself, while Napstablook undertakes, being the silent cog responsible for holding up the entire department while Undyne does her Undyne things. Perhaps it was the peer pressure that strongarmed Napstablook into this job, but in a weird way, he seems to fit right in.
