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werecat1234 · 6 months ago

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Multiverse Madness Chapter One

Here we go!

The multiverse was a big place. Countless AUs strung up in an almost endless void, like millions of white pages hanging from a ceiling while someone desperately tries piecing together bits of evidence, trying to make an impossible connection. It's all inconclusive though, with no clear answer, just endless harmonic chaos. There's good AUs and bad, positive and negative, complete and abandoned by creators who lost inspiration along the way... and then there's the glitched ones.

Gateways to other realities inside of those altered realities, timelines merging into each other through should-be impossible connections, and even ones glitched from so many Resets that impossible things are made obtainable. One AU in particular, was very unlucky in that regard. It was a genocide loop, a Sans forced to remember timelines over and over, nothing changing, until finally... something happened. Something changed. Something that would effect the entire multiverse in ways no one could predict or expect.

A tear in reality was ripped open, a wormhole that acted as a gateway between multiverses itself, one that would possibly never form again, and the worst possible thing came through that cracked open door just before it could slam shut and become one with the wall again. The Sans of the AU flinched as sparks came from a wall inside Judgement Hall, the sparks every color inside and out of the rainbow, the wall warping and swirling in on itself in a black void, and in a bright burst of energy, everything flashed white...

Sans opened his eye sockets, seeing the place of his soon to be death colored monochrome, all except for him, and something floating in front of him. It was a yellow triangle with one eye and a black top hat, wearing an orange prison outfit, and where the numbers should be was scorched off.

"Hey there, name's Bill Cipher! You wouldn't happen to know where I am, would you?" The triangle asked, voice echoing slightly.

He sounded friendly, but if Sans knew anything, was that that could easily be a trick or an illusion. Flowey was the same way, but Sans knew how filled with bad intentions he was, so this strange triangle could be no different. Something about him didn't feel right..

"uhhh... the underground?" Sans answered like it was obvious.

"What do you mean?" The triangle- Bill- questioned.

"i mean you're in the underground. judgment hall, to be more specific..." Sans replied.

"Huh, looks like I'm in another timeline then, maybe another multiverse! Eat it Axolotl!" Bill started laughing, sounding relieved and insanely gleeful, putting Sans a bit on edge.

He was aware other timelines and realities could be real, even other universes entirely, but if this guy was from another multiverse... that might explain his confusion. Sans had several questions, but right now he needed to try and act casual. If he could do that and act like he wasn't on edge or wary of this guy, maybe he could find something out about him?

Sans looked side to side in confusion and unease, and he asked, "uh... who?"

"Oh nevermind that! Look kid, uh... sorry, I don't think I got your name." Bill trailed off.

"it's sans. sans the skeleton." Sans answered after a moment.

"Sans...." Bill mused to himself, before saying, "Nice to meet you, Sans!"

"yeah..." Sans said, looking down.

Whether or not this guy was trustworthy, something else had finally happened, and it was moments away from his soon to be death. That is, before the timeline started over again, and Sans doubted the visitor would still be around.

"Hey, why the sad face?" Bill asked.

"it's nothing, just... i'm about to die, that's all. at least for now, before the timeline restarts and everyone gets brought back to be killed again." Sans sighed.

"That sounds... fun." Bill muttered, looking him over, before questioning, "How many times has that happened now?"

"too many. i've tried everything to stop it, everything but something drastic, but nothing's worked. i'm just hoping the brat will get bored and let everyone rest in peace..." Sans responded.

". . . What if I could help you with your problem?" Bill offered, and Sans looked at him in confusion.

"what?" Sans asked.

"Look, kid, I might not look like much, but I'm one hell of a powerhouse! At least, outside of the mindscape, which you're currently in. Right now you're passed out in the hallway. Anyways, what I'm trying to say is I can help you. All I need is one teeny tiny favor from you." Bill said, his eye turning glowing cyan with a dark blue pupil as he said the word 'favor', his voice deepened and echoing more than it had been.

". . . what kind of favor?" Sans asked after a moment of thinking.

Sans barely knew anything about this guy, and what he did know was speculation. He was a prisoner of some kind, probably a fugitive from another multiverse, and Sans had no clue of who this guy was other than a name, no idea where he was from, and he didn't even have a speculation of what Bill was capable of...

"I can't do anything to effect anything outside of the mindscape, however, if I had a vessel..." Bill trailed off.

"you... you want a vessel?" Sans questioned, narrowing his eye sockets in suspicion before they widened in realization.

"Yup! Way I look at it is you're gonna die anyways, and... well... If you sacrifice yourself to me, I'll make sure you rest peacefully for all of eternity, and I'll stop the one responsible for this. No more pain, for you or anyone else here. So what do you say?~" Bill asked, holding out his right hand, which burst into blue flames.

"i... everything will stop, right? you'll stop them for good?" Sans verified, on the fence about this, but he was desperate.

"You have my word." Bill replied.

This might be his only way to save everyone; his only way to end the genocide loop. If he accepted Bill's offer, everything would stop. No one would suffer, the loop would end, and... Sans could finally rest. He was already dead countless times over anyways, and the only other way of stopping this... would be to kill everyone himself for the LV, something Sans didn't want to do... This was his next best option... he just hoped it was the right one.

". . . ok." Sans relented after a few moments, shaking his hand...

Then everything went black.

Bill opened the eye sockets of his newest puppet, picking himself up off of the tile floor, looking down at his new hands. Skeletal, with blue sleeves of a jacket covering the arms. He breathed out a laugh, it echoing through the corridor, and he grinned. He could feel his magic thrumming through this vessel, the mind of this body staying in a deep slumber, going deep down into the deepest recesses of the soul Bill had taken over. It was even deeper than the faint screams Bill always heard, forever trapped in a peaceful slumber, allowing Bill to do however he pleased.

"Now we're talking..." Bill grinned, snapping his fingers to change his outfit to something much more stylish.

A black suit appeared in place of his new body's old clothes, yellow threads glinting in the light coming through the windows, Bill now wearing a yellow shirt underneath it, along with a tie. The suit had a hood that came over his skull, the inside a bright yellow while the outside was pitch black. Black shoes replaced the gray slippers, and he made a black top hat appear hovering over his head, and he looked in his reflection at his appearance. Much better... Bill stretched a bit, cracking his spine and knuckles, and he heard the doors opening, his now yellow eyelights looking over at the new arrival.

It was a teenage human with yellow skin and glowing red eyes, brown hair, a blue and pink striped shirt, blue shorts, and dark brown boots. The human looked at him in confusion, their head tilting in bewilderment.

"Sans? The hell are you wearing?" The human asked, tilting their head.

"Sorry, kid, but Sans isn't home right now! You the one he told me about? The one who keeps killing everyone over and over?" Bill questioned, already knowing the answer.

"What's it to you?" The human spat.

"Wow, someone's cranky... Anyways, I made a deal with him, and I kinda need to follow through... but I'm guessing it's a yes, that that's who you are, so hey soon to be corpse! Name's Bill Cipher!" Bill introduced himself, doing a dramatic bow.

Bill got a better feel of Sans's magic, combining it with his own, and the corridor was shrouded into darkness. Sans's magic was powerful, filled with untapped potential, and once Bill combined his own with it, fusing the two together into one and using Sans's power as a gateway to access his own... . . . This human was in much more danger than they would ever realize... mostly because they were about to be dead. Bill floated a few feet above the ground, blue fire bursting to life in his new hands while the human looked up at him in unease.

"Now, how about we get this over with?~" Bill offered, grinning as he summoned multiple of Sans's attacks, using his powers to block off the human's powers to reset the timeline, and he killed the kid in seconds.

Bill spent a while in the lifeless universe, learning more about it, the multiverse, and most importantly, how to travel to other universes. It took a while to hone in his omnipotency in an entirely new reality, but once he did... he learned so much. He learned about countless worlds, different variations of Sans, and he even made a few friends along the way along with multiple enemies. Well, mainly one friend, and another was a sort of acquaintance, but Nightmare was so much fun to tease! Then, Bill learned of something that caught his interest: The Multiversal Rift.

It would allow him to create a multiverse-wide Weirdmageddon; an endless chaos for all eternity across near infinity. He needed it. Downside, though, was it was guarded closely by Ink, and somehow the stupid, forgetful guardian made him unable to locate it; only know it existed. Ink himself wouldn't be a problem, but he had allies, and Bill, while he was powerful... couldn't take Ink, Dream, and Blue on by himself. He'd need help. Luckily, he knew just who to go to...

Bill teleported himself into the AU Nightmare had turned into his lair, corrupting the AU down to the very fabric of it's codes, twisting and corrupting it into something dark and evil. Bill honestly liked this AU, at least, outside of the castle, where it was all an evil forest with blood waterfalls, corrupted foliage, and it had some amazing views! Bill used to visit it, but Nightmare always found him, and Bill always jumped at the opportunity to mess with him... which always resulted in Bill getting kicked out. It was always fun, though!

Bill had specifically teleported into the throne room, somewhere he knew Nightmare always was, and Bill could admittedly see why. The walls were cobblestone, along with the floors and ceiling, but there was several undying torches attached to either side of the walls, a large chandelier with the same flames descending from a short chain attached to the ceiling, which was very tall. The floor had a teal carpet leading from the front of the throne to the exit of the castle, as this was on the first floor of the large building. There was a door back behind the throne room that led to a hallway, which led to more of the forest around the back of the castle, and there was more doors that led to different areas, be it a library, a ball room that was never used, the staircase upstairs, and of course, the dungeons.

Bill had explored the castle a few times while Nightmare had been off spreading negativity throughout the multiverse, and then left before Nightmare knew he was there. That is, except for a few times, in which cases he got kicked out, but Nightmare had threatened to drag him down to the dungeons the next time he showed up. Bill needed Nightmare for this plan, though, and he knew Nightmare had what it took in order to pull this off, and besides... Bill had made preparations for the beginning of this plan a few years ago, he had to see it come to fruition.

"Nighty!!" Bill grinned, hovering a foot or two above the ground, looking at Nightmare from where he was seated on his throne, expression immediately turning into one of annoyance once he saw Bill.

Nightmare looked like a classic Sans, or at least, the outline of him with some added goopy tentacles, but his form was made entirely of black goop, it constantly dripping down his form like tar, only to merge back with his body. He only had a left eye socket, the right covered with the goo, and his left eye socket had a glowing teal eyelight within it. He had white teeth, but otherwise he was completely covered in black, tar-like goo. Bill knew Nightmare could shapeshift; he'd seen him do it, but for some reason, he preferred to have this form as his default, finding it the most comfortable.

The throne itself was black, sharp edges on either side, like claws coming out of the chair, sharp edges glinting in the torchlight. The cushions of the throne were teal, one for the seat and another for the back rest. Apparently even goopy, eldritch like beings needed to be comfortable when they sat on their coccyx for hours at a time, doing nothing but spreading an aura across the multiverse or leaving when absolutely necessary.

"what do you want, cipher?" Nightmare asked, tentacles twitching in annoyance behind him.

"Awww, did you miss me? Admit it, you missed m-!" Bill was cut off by Nightmare.

"enough!" Nightmare snapped, before ordering, "get to the point of this damn disturbance. i was busy."

"Busy fantasizing you had a reason to sit on the throne of an empty castle other than boosting your ego?" Bill smirked.

Nightmare sharpened a tentacle, and in a flash, he was hovering the tip in front of Bill's throat, glaring daggers at him.

"if you don't have a reason to be here other than annoy me, leave. now." Nightmare glared, "actually, you're due a dungeon trip... i should probably follow through on that..."

"Ok, fine! Relax! I'm not here for no reason!" Bill spoke up, holding his hands up defensively, "I want an alliance!"

". . . are you serious?" Nightmare asked, his tentacle retracting back into Nightmare's form.

"Yes!" Bill replied.

"no." Nightmare denied.

"Wait a sec, hear me out! You hate the Star Sanses-"

"and that name. so stupid..."

"- and I hate them, and I know you've been strug-... uh... 'having difficulties' dealing with them. You can't spread Negativity as easily, and it's wearing on you! I can see it!" Bill pointed out.

"is there a point to this other than insult me?" Nightmare asked in irritation.

"Yes, I'm getting to it!" Bill replied. Jeez, so impatient... "Look, I know how to solve that problem!"

"so you want to work for me?" Nightmare asked.

"No, I want to work with you. I know where you can find some monsters to work for you though. I know three timelines who normally would hate each other, but in these specific circumstances, will get along! I'll tell you where the timelines are, and I'll help you find more in the future. All I want in exchange is for you to help me get something from Paint Splatter. It's a Multiversal Rift, and when broken, it'll let anyone go to any AU at any time. Endless chaos, endless negativity for you, and it'll drive Paint Splatter crazy!" Bill pitched.

". . . these timelines you mentioned... they're powerful, right?" Nightmare questioned after a moment, and Bill smirked.

"Yes! Yes they are! One in particular, if you manipulate him right, would do anything you told him to, and I'll bring you to him right now if you want, but only if you accept my deal!" Bill verified.

". . . so you want a multiversal rift, and in exchange, you'll help me deal with my stupid brother and his allies, and you'll help me get powerful allies on my side to spread negativity?" Nightmare summarized, seeming suspicious.

"Yup! So what do you say? Wanna make a deal?~" Bill asked, floating over to him and holding out his left hand as it burst into blue flames.

"no doublecrosses, no treachery?" Nightmare narrowed his eye socket.

"So paranoid. No!" Bill reassured.

". . . fine." Nightmare relented with a sigh, shaking his hand.

"Then it's settled, come on!" Bill grinned, teleporting them both to the first AU he had in mind for Nightmare.

They both arrived in Snowdin, Nightmare jerking his hand away from Bill once they got there, sending Bill a glare, causing him to stick his blue tongue out at him with a raspberry. Nightmare then smacked Bill into a wall with a tentacle, Bill falling onto the ground after the collision, and he laughed at the pain the body he was possessing experienced at the impact. Bill pushed himself off of the ground and walked back over like nothing happened, brushing the snow off of himself casually. The wind was carrying dust as it gushed past them both, Bill holding his hood up a bit more to block it from hitting him, and Nightmare was indifferent to it, letting it dissolve once it touched him.

"who are we looking for here anyways?" Nightmare asked him, wanting to get straight to the point it seemed.

"It's a Sans. His Determination broke due to brainwashing and torturing by the Chara of this timeline, and he's genocidal and sadistic." Bill answered.

"i don't need a murderer." Nightmare crossed his arms.

"He'd only kill who you told him to, and when you told him to. The way Chara's controlling him is by making him think that they're 'best friends', and that because of that, he needs to do whatever they tell him to. He thinks he's a tool. All you've gotta do, instead of just forcing him to do what you want, is make him want to do what you want. Manipulate him. Insert yourself into the narrative, make him think you care about him, even if you can't actually care, and then he'll do whatever you want, no matter what it is. Just play off of the work Chara already did to him!" Bill told him.

". . . i can do that alright." Nightmare said after a moment of thinking.

"Good, because he's coming. Oh! He likes feeling new things, so lead with that! Have fun, Nighty!" Bill smirked.

"i'll kill you if you call me that again." Nightmare hissed, "and i might still follow through with the dungeon thing if you don't stop."

"So rude." Bill snickered, vanishing from sight and leaving Nightmare to recruit him.

Nightmare could sense the Sans's emotions, so it didn't take him long at all to locate him, finding him with relative ease. He was leaning against the side of a building, and Nightmare got a good look at him before he approached him. The Sans was wearing a dark blue jacket with a fluffy tan hood, a black turtleneck, white shorts with a black stripe on each side, and blue sneakers. What got his attention most, though, was the black liquid dripping from his empty eye sockets, and the glowing red target soul hovering outside his chest. Nightmare could sense the skeleton had seen him, and he melted into a puddle on the ground, zipping forward and reforming in front of the Sans. His hands were in his jacket pockets, and Nightmare could tell he was gripping the knife in his left pocket based on looking at it, but Nightmare was far from concerned about it; it wasn't like it would do him any good.

"who're you?" The Sans asked him, sounding curious, but his voice had a hint of wariness to it.

"someone who can help you feel something new." Nightmare responded.

"that some kinda pick up line?" The Sans asked with a smirk, and Nightmare sighed in mild irritation, holding back some hostile urges.

"no, it's not. my name is nightmare, and i'm not of this world. i'm the god of negativity i come from another universe entirely, and i've come to offer you the chance of a lifetime." Nightmare clarified.

". . . i'm listening." The Sans responded, sounding much more intrigued now than he had been before.

"i spread negativity across the multiverse; pain, suffering, you get the idea. however, i have certain enemies who are making that difficult, and an... ally of mine, informed me you would be a good ally to obtain." Nightmare informed, before continuing, "your job would be to work for me, fight by my side, and spread negativity in any universe i tell you to. in exchange, you would have anything material you wanted, a room at my castle, and access to power beyond your wildest dreams."

"i'll go check with chara and-" The skeleton started, but Nightmare cut him off.

"no. i want you specifically. you're stronger than they are, and i value that over them." Nightmare denied.

"really?" The Sans asked.

"really." Nightmare nodded, "what will it be? i'll only offer once."

The skeleton was still clearly hesitant, his mind warring between effects of the brainwashing that Bill had informed Nightmare of, and between something telling him to turn against Chara, to leave them. Nightmare could sense the Sans felt something was missing, that he was longing for something that he couldn't identify, and... well... Nightmare had an idea. He sank his aura into the skeleton's mind, repressing the need to stay with Chara and reinforcing on that temptation to accept Nightmare's offer. It didn't take long for him to help the skeleton 'make up his mind' on the matter, Nightmare only using minimal magic to sway him, and it hadn't taken too much to turn him against the human of this world.

The Sans looked off to the side for a moment, and Nightmare smirked slightly as he saw the knife be released from within the skeleton's left pocket.

"ok... i'll work for you." The Sans vocalized the answer Nightmare had helped him decide on, and the goopy skeleton's smirk sharpened.

"good choice. you'll need a new name, and you'll need to pack anything you want to keep. you won't be returning here." Nightmare informed.

"i don't have anything i want to keep, and uh... a new name?" The Sans asked in confusion.

"yes. the multiverse is a big place, you need something special to be called." Nightmare explained.

"hmmm... what about killer?" The Sans suggested, "for some reason it... just feels right."

"very well. killer it is." Nightmare nodded, and Killer smirked.

"what about chara? what happens to them?" Killer asked.

"they'll remain here. if you're worried about your... friendship with them, i assure you, you won't miss it." Nightmare replied, but he knew Killer had a different idea in mind.

"actually... i was gonna ask if i could kill them before i left." Killer said, and Nightmare smirked.

"of course." Nightmare responded.

Nightmare was actually enjoying this, knowing what was about to happen, and that if he'd done this to one soul, that he could do it to others as well. Nightmare had never attempted skewing positive emotions before, or directing negative ones elsewhere, just amplifying negative emotions as much as possible... It was nice to know he had access to this little trick for future instances where he could use it as an advantage... Nightmare's good mood was dampened a bit when Bill teleported over, and Killer gripped the knife in his pocket again, but Nightmare held up a tentacle to prevent hostility, as entertaining as it would be to let it play out...

"he's an ally, don't worry. what is it, cipher?" Nightmare questioned, hiding his annoyance for the most part.

"I couldn't help but overhear, and I can actually help with the killing them thing. I can shut off their ability to Reset the timeline, so you can kill them permanently." Bill informed.

"that... would work. how can you do that?" Killer asked.

Bill snapped his fingers, "Like that."

"damn..." Killer muttered.

"go ahead, killer. give me a demonstration of what you're capable of." Nightmare smirked, and Killer nodded.

Bill vanished after that, likely to spectate, and Killer started heading through the rest of the snowy area, Nightmare walking next to him. Nightmare could sense Killer growing bored, not fond of the silence, and as expected, it didn't take long for him to start a conversation to pass the time.

"so, uh... these enemies of yours... what're they like?" Killer asked.

"well, our enemies are annoying, positive, optimistic pests that deserve to be taken down a peg. or a million. especially my damn brother." Nightmare answered, putting emphasis on 'our'.

"your brother?" Killer questioned.

"yes. his name is dream; my opposite." Nightmare grumbled.

"so he's like papyrus?" Killer asked.

"i suppose." Nightmare replied, "why? will that be an issue?"

"not at all. i hate him already." Killer smirked, and Nightmare chuckled, grinning.

"good. his friend blue, who is basically you with papyrus's personality, is the most annoying monster i've ever met." Nightmare told him with a sigh.

"yikes..." Killer muttered.

"yikes indeed." Nightmare sighed.

"so, umm... what's the multiverse like?" Killer asked.

"it's huge. not infinite, but huge. you'll get to see it all for yourself, so i won't spoil much. basically if you think it can exist, it exists, and if you think it can't exist, it exists anyways to spite you." Nightmare responded.

"huh." Killer said thoughtfully.

More silence ensued, only broken up by the sound of their footsteps on the snow, and this time Nightmare started a conversation, "you were friends with chara, correct?"

"kinda, yeah. it's a love/hate type thing." Killer replied.

"so why do you want them dead?" Nightmare asked.

Sure, he had seen the inside of Killer's mind, hell, he'd altered his emotions in order to get him to agree to work for him, but he'd only built on what was already there. Killer had already been against Chara to an extent, and Nightmare wanted to know why. This Something New AU Sans should be brainwashed to join them, but the same part of him telling him that something was missing was also telling him to turn against them. Nightmare wasn't concerned about Killer betraying him, though, not when he could do much more than expand on or repress certain emotions and thoughts on things.

"i don't entirely know... it feels like a piece of me is just... done with them. since i was 'born', they were the only thing i knew, but... i don't know... i just..." Killer seemed to be struggling with his words, trying to find an explanation, "it's just this feeling that i want them gone... that i want to turn against them for reasons even i don't know... it started a while ago and the feeling's just been getting stronger."

"i see... you know, in these types of universes, they're responsible for a lot of torture done to you." Nightmare informed, "it could be part of you wanting to turn against them because of that."

"maybe... i don't really remember much... i know i was someone else before, i know part of who that is is in my head, talking about decades of pain... i've been hurt since i started feeling rebellious, though. i mean hell, i've tried turning on them before, but..." Killer trailed off.

"then let's put an end to them before they can harm you further, shall we?" Nightmare offered, and Killer nodded a bit, "now that you work for me, i will prevent any further harm from coming to you from them. your time with them is over."

"like freedom?" Killer questioned.

Freedom from them, but not from me.

"yes, you're free." Nightmare told him.

Killer was silent for a few moments, before asking, "you gonna be a better friend than they were, then?"

This right here was what Bill had mentioned; playing off the brainwashing that Chara had already put into place... This would make things much easier in the long run, even though Nightmare did not do friends. In fact, he was slightly tempted to strangle Killer for insinuating they'd be friends, but this was all part of the process of getting Killer unwaveringly on his side like Bill had said.

"yes, i suppose so. i... never had a friend before." Nightmare replied.

"so it's a learning experience then. got it." Killer nodded.

"indeed." Nightmare verified, "i know how it works, but i've never experienced it."

"i can help with that if you need it." Killer offered.

"i can manage." Nightmare responded.

Killer stopped walking after a moment, Nightmare following suit a moment later, giving Killer a questioning look.

"chara's up ahead." Killer explained, and Nightmare nodded as the Chara of this universe came into sight in one of the caves in Waterfall.

"Partner!" Chara called out, before seeing Nightmare, asking, "Who's that?"

"that's nightmare." Killer replied, and Nightmare saw him grip the knife in his left pocket.

"Ok... Why isn't he dead? I told you you can kill everyone this time around." Chara questioned, seeming agitated.

"because he works for me now." Nightmare smirked.

". . ." Chara burst out laughing, uncontrollably in hysterics for a few minutes before pulling themself together, "Oh my god, that's rich! Partner, kill him, won't you?"

Killer didn't though, instead stepping towards them, which only caused Nightmare's smirk to sharpen.

"no." Killer refused.

"'No'?" Chara quoted, growing angry, "Do I have to remind you what happens when you say no to your best friend, Sans?"

Killer tensed, breath hitching for a moment before he said, "you're not my best friend anymore. we're through."

"Bullshi-!" Chara was cut off as Killer flung them back and into a wall with blue magic, withdrawing the knife from his left pocket.

"i'm done with your crap, chara. nightmare's my new friend now, and you... well... you're about to be dead." Killer smirked.

"Dead?! Sans, you can't kill me, you know that! You've tried that countless times, some even recently for some stupid reason! Why do you think now is different?!" Chara hissed as a sharp bone stabbed through each of their shoulders, pinning them to the wall.

"my name's not 'sans' or 'partner' anymore. it's killer." Killer responded, summoning a massive black Gaster Blaster, shooting a black blast of raw magic, disintegrating them completely.

Nightmare stood there in silence, before slow clapping, a wide grin on his face; he was impressed. Killer turned towards him, Broken Determination pouring from his eye sockets as he looked back at him, fists trembling.

"well done." Nightmare praised, and he sensed the negativity coming from Killer, and he asked, "what's wrong? you killed them. you wanted that, didn't you?"

"i... yes, but... they're gonna come back and i... they'll..." Killer trembled where he stood, the knife falling from his hand and clattering on the ground as he shook.

What was wrong with him?

Killer's soul turned into an upside-down heart as the emotions grew stronger, crashing down on Killer like a tidal wave with such intensity it surprised Nightmare. Killer was having a panic attack, and Nightmare, as much as he was tempted into enjoying it and increasing his suffering, remembered what Bill told him about Killer and what he viewed as friendship. Nightmare needed Killer to care about him, and he needed to make Killer think Nightmare cared about him in return. He'd need to do something he would rather be killed than do, but... he needed a loyal ally, and this was his best way of getting it and ensuring the other two Bill had mentioned followed suit. There was no other reason for Bill to teleport him here first other than for him being the key.

Nightmare sighed, approaching Killer as he fell to his knees, hyperventilating, and Nightmare forced a calming look onto his face, trying to seem comforting and reassuring while his sinister intentions lurked behind the mask. He slowly reached out, grabbing Killer gently as he pulled him against him in a hug, keeping his grip loose but firm. He felt Killer still, before Killer latched onto him like a lifeline, clinging to him like glue. Nightmare knew he'd made the right choice, and he wrapped some tentacles around Killer next, keeping his grip gentle and loose. Nightmare muttered false sweet nothings to him as Killer buried his face into Nightmare's shoulder, and Nightmare absorbed his negativity.

He fed on it, before starting to drain it, much to his dismay. It was absolutely delicious, but he needed Killer to spread it for him more than he needed him to experience it for him. Nightmare wrapped a tentacle around Killer's soul, squeezing it gently as he drained the emotions from him, and Killer's breathing hitched a second time. Nightmare pressed down on it, morphing it to it's target shape like it'd been earlier, removing the emotional state, and when he sensed the second consciousness that had been awakening, Nightmare grabbed it and shoved it deep into Killer's mind, preventing it's return for a long while. Nightmare felt the negative emotions rapidly decline and then vanish, along with the strength of the grip Killer had had around him earlier, settling for simply loosely hugging him.

Looks like he had a way to keep Killer's emotions in line...

"are you alright?" Nightmare asked in a faux caring tone, using a tentacle to wipe away some of the transparent black tears as more Broken Determination started to fall.

"i... yeah, i.... i'm ok.... thank you." Killer answered.

Don't throw up, Don't throw up, Don't throw up, Don't throw him, Don't throw him...

". . . you're welcome." Nightmare replied, pulling away from the hug and pulling Killer to stand up. "now, shall we get going? i believe you still need a tour of my castle, along with picking out a room. you can decorate it however you please once you get some rest as well; you seem to need it."

"ok..." Killer agreed quietly, and Nightmare surrounded them both in his tentacles like a cocoon before teleporting them both out of the AU in a swirl of black liquid.

Bill could get back on his own.

Upon arriving at the castle, Nightmare retracted his tentacles away from Killer, who was looking around the dimly lit hallway of the cobblestone walls. He'd teleported him near the main living space of the castle, where the skeleton would probably spend a lot of his time.

"follow me." Nightmare instructed as he started walking, Killer following right behind him.

Nightmare took a right down the hallway, leading to the large, empty kitchen. It had dark gray drywall walls, light gray tile flooring, multiple empty black cabinets, black tabletops with dark gray wood tables and chairs. It had two large ovens, a microwave, two fridges, and a breakfast table between it and the living room. There was a few overhead lights, which Nightmare turned on by flicking a switch on the wall with a tentacle. There was a few closed windows in front of the sink, along with some on the other side of the kitchen, which had drawers and shelves that were for foods for when the kitchen was stocked.

"i'll stock this full of food for you tomorrow. i don't need to eat, so i've never had a use for it until now." Nightmare told him.

"i could get the food if you wanted me t-" Killer was cut off by Nightmare.

"no. you've yet to be in an au other than this one and your old one. you can get food later. in the mean time, i'll get the food." Nightmare said, and Killer nodded after a moment, "good."

"i really don't eat food anyways..." Killer mumbled.

"well you'll need to in order to heal from injuries. i'm aware you don't feel much pain, as otherwise you would've been feeling it earlier when we touched, but you still need it to recover hp." Nightmare told him, and Killer didn't say anything else.

Nightmare kept walking, going out of the kitchen and into the living room, Killer once again following close behind him. Nightmare turned off the kitchen lights and turned on the living room's. The living room had dark gray carpet, black couches, side tables, an empty entertainment center, a large bookcase with a few books on it, and the left wall was mainly taken up by multiple closed windows.

"i won't show you everywhere in the castle, just the important areas. you can explore on your own time. come on." Nightmare said, and he kept walking, Killer turning off the lights before running to follow close behind him.

Nightmare opened a door, heading down another dimly lit cobblestone hallway before opening the last door on the right, walking through it. From there was a long, broad hallway with multiple plain black doors on both sides, an ornate black door all the way at the end of the hallway.

"pick a room, each is a bedroom. i use that ornate looking one for storage or an office, as i don't need to sleep." Nightmare told him.

"i don't exactly sleep either." Killer informed, "but a room would be nice... i never got to relax all that much."

Killer walked down the hallway, glancing in a few of the rooms as he walked, stopping at the door to the left of the one Nightmare said he used for an office. He looked inside it, before looking back at Nightmare, asking, "this one?"

"sure." Nightmare nodded, following Killer as he entered the room.

It had black carpets, cobblestone walls, and a dark oak bedframe, side tables, two bookshelves, a large wardrobe, a desk, along with a few chairs, along with a long black couch. The mattress had a black sheet and pillows, along with a fluffy black blanket.

"is your favorite color black?" Nightmare asked.

"no, but i can't stain much in here." Killer responded.

"ah." Nightmare nodded, before saying, "well, get comfortable, and i'll wake you in a few hours. then i'll show you the other main areas of the castle. if you wake up before i come get you, my throne room is the other door at the end of that hallway."

"ok. umm..." Killer paused for a moment, before saying, "thanks, boss."

Boss? Nightmare had to admit, he liked the sound of that.

"you're welcome, killer. rest well." Nightmare told him, exiting the room.

Once he closed the door, Nightmare's face split into a malicious grin, and he walked down the hallway, tentacles swaying behind him in satisfaction. It was almost too easy... As much as he hated the pathetic facade, the thought of wrapping Killer and likely others around his fingers, to be used at his disposal... it was beyond entertaining... He could get used to this...

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promise-keeper-papyrus · 7 months ago

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My headcanons of US Monsters...

Asgore: Misses his wife and children (Monster Kid and Frisk), has regrets and he's aware of his mistakes, like in UT.

Toriel: Thinks that she's doing the right thing, even though it hurts her heart. Does a better job at hiding her guilt and depression then UT Asgore. Acts a bit cold with everyone, except close friends... She can't hide her guilt anymore when Chara defeats her, but she's angry at Asgore for abandoning the kingdom.

Papyrus: A depressed guy trying his best to stay optimistic and promises to give Chara a place to stay at his home (which he keeps if Frisk doesn't destroy his brother). He hates smoking but loves sweet, like lollipops (which are mistaken for cigarettes). Somewhat less lazy and helps his brother with the puzzles/traps (which Papyrus loves).

Sans: A guy that ignores his negative feelings and the negative things in his life, but he's positive to the point where it's unhealthy and he's either in denial or delusional; he thinks that always staying happy will eventually give everyone a happy ending. Still loves puns and pranks. He wants to be in Royal Guard to pay all the bills better.

Undyne: Passionate, hot-headed scientist that wants to hunt down Chara, while Mettabot wants to truly help Chara, until Undyne uses a remote during the final battle to control the 'traitorous robot' into attacking Chara; Undyne acts hotheaded as a way to cope with her guilt in creating the amalgamates.

Alphys: Anxious warrior that pretends to be Chara's friend, so she can strike Chara down when they reach Hotlands, but begins to feel kinda guilty about it as they bond.

Mettabot (Napstablook): Actually wants to help Chara, despite his quirks.

Temmie: Monster Kid's favorite plushie toy brought to life by the Kid's dust, and acts like UT Flowey; Monster Kid was Toriel's and Asgore's adopted child as was Frisk.

Asriel: A clone made with Toriel's and Asgore's magic and created by Undyne and Mettabot (or US River Person, before they entered the void; I think River Person + Gaster switched places), so Toriel could have a child and heir again.

Chara: Sweet, but smart and sassy.

#toriel #asgore #papyrus #asriel #chara #undertale #underswap

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xmyheart-hope2dye · 2 days ago

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Was kinda sad today, so I’m gonna yap about one of my characters (midnight me: turns out I didn’t want to yap about 1. Got carried away). I got so much wip shit I need to do, but it’s 11 pm. I’ll do it tomorrow… probably… wouldn’t count on it.

Anyway, I wanna yap about one of my Sanses that I made around a year ago. So, last year, I couldn’t stop thinking about The Princess And The Frog (the Disney movie) and Undertale. Why? Because Sans and the shadow man (Dr. Facilier) have pretty similar lines to do with shaking hands. Yes, Sans says [* turn around and shake my hand] while Facilier says “Won’t you shake a poor sinner’s hand?” (I love his VA sm. Not joking, his VA’s one of the reasons I like Husk from Hazbin so much… and he’s also a magician cat).

So, this random thought/connection prompted me to make a whole ass Sans based entirely off of Dr. Facilier. If Bill Cypher gets to have a Sans, so does one of my favorite Disney villains. Also, I think Undyne would be Maui from Moana. You could say I started a whole au of characters in Undertale with Disney inspiration.

Obviously, Alphys would be Yzma (my other favorite). Or maybe Gaster’s more suited for that? MK could be Todd inspired (The Fox and The Hound) - making Frisk Copper because why not? Doomed friendship, it fits (cuz I think humans wouldn’t actually be too approving of human-monster friendships at first).

I’m thinking either Scar or, better yet, Mufasa for Asgore, and I can’t currently decide who Toriel would be (so many Disney moms she could be based off of… except I’m kinda thinking to go the Mother Gothel route… like Bambi’s mom turned to Mother Gothel situation). Asriel could very well be Thumper, Chara could be Bambi, and Flowey should be the Cheshire Cat.

Nah, y’know what? Gaster’s the fucking Mad Hatter. He ain’t no queen like Yzma.

Napstablook would have to be… hm… I actually might have to take a ‘Which Disney character are you’ quiz and put myself in Blooky’s incorporeal body to figure this one out. Or I could make them Bambi and make Chara Flower instead (the skunk from the same movie. Always loved that little guy, never realized he was a guy as a kid). I might have to play around with the Bambi trio for a bit.

Mettaton is CLEARLY Eve from WALL·E (I have an autocorrect for that? Cool!). Mad Dummy’s Mo, and maybe I could somehow manage to make Blooky the plant instead of a Bambi character??? Idk, I watch so many movies that I just feel like there’s a character for Napstablook that I’m not thinking of. I was gonna go with Kronk but… why? Blooky and Alphys don’t know each other? Let alone work with one another? This is weirdly difficult.

Oh! Before I forget to mention, Papyrus would either be one of Sans’ “frie on the other side”, or he’d be one of the Tangled knights (their armor is SO COOL). Honestly, could be both since Sans (I named him Dr. Facile) is supposed to have all his friends as shadow people as well. Shadow Papyrus isn’t the actual one, just a random shadow Facile makes. Hell, Papyrus could even be the head knight/commander/whatever in Tangled. I just wanna draw him in that pretty armor. He deserves a shiny battle body.

There are more I could do, but I’m honestly losing ideas because my social battery was drained today, meaning my energy is pretty low. Perhaps the gay knights could have like a Cinderella situation? One being the others Prince Charming (though not actually a prince, just a metaphorical one. Cinderella will have to be a guy, maybe just call him Cin or something. Burgerpants and Nice Cream Guy… Lady and Tramp. Don’t ask why, just let it be known Nice Cream Guy would be Lady.

I’m open to counter-proposals and suggestions since I am STRUGGLING to think of Disney characters rn. But Facile? Not changing my mind on that. He doesn’t act too much different from Facilier, just a lot less ‘I scam people for money’ and more ‘I scam people for fun’. Both are admittedly pretty bad, but it’s not supposed to be anything too (a joke, y’know? Since that’s what Sans is all about). Apparently it’s serious enough that I considered him to be on Nightmare’s list of possible new hires… 🧐 (by hires I meant Nightmare was supposed to kidnap him to try and force Facile to be a Bad Sans, which I think the Stars also did if I remember correctly).

I love the older Disney movies even though I won’t be watching any of the newer ones *cough cough* Snow White and Lilo & Stitch *cough cough*. I never actually… liked Snow White, even the old movie.

Like… you telling me this random ass prince found an unconscious girl in the woods and decided “Yep. I’m gonna kiss her”??? What if she’d just been napping on a human-sized Tupperware dish outside?

Don’t get me started on the seven dwarves. Where were they when that creepy old lady came by with an apple in the middle of nowhere? Mining? I genuinely don’t remember, I don’t watch that movie. Little me had good taste in movies. So if I hated any movies at all, I usually had a good reason. The Nightmare Before Christmas was only scary as a kid because that kind of stop-motion scared me shitless until I watched Flushed Away and Boxtrolls.

I won’t ever watch Where The Wild Things Are ever again, but 9 was actually really good (was terrified of the animation as a kid, an example of my misjudgment). Just about everything scared me when I was little (even a cardboard tree in the Spirit Halloween entrance once), but Where The Wild Things Are is just… *shudders*. They literally kidnapped a child! And wouldn’t let him go home when he decided he wanted to! Unless I’m remembering wrong.

Wait, I’m rambling again. Whoops. Uh… sorry to any moots that see this post. I’m bored and tired, which is not a good combo.

Also, I swear I’ll draw more OCs-turned-cats, I’m just telling myself to do too much. Though I would like some of the OC references sent to me, please, since I can barely find them half the time. Even just a recent drawing of the OC would help plenty. Heck, now I’m actually kinda tempted to turn Lime (persona) into a cat, just because I do it to everyone else’s OCs.

Oki, baiiiii!!!

#kat rambles #oc #undertale fandom #undertale au #old disney #napstablook #sans oc #papyrus #undyne #alphys #monster kid #asgore dreemurr #asriel dreemurr #toriel dreemurr #undertale guards #burgerpants #nice cream guy #cw swearing #cw cussing

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amooo1023 · 3 years ago

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My masterlist and rules.

This masterlist might get updated, so if you see something new in here then you know why.

What I will write:

Reader x (character)

(character) x (character)

Bendy x male reader. (He is literally my only exception to writing male readers NOBODY ELSE)

LGBTQ+

Fanfiction in general.

Headcanons, oneshots and scenarios.

I probably will post chapters of something.

Self inserts, platonic or romantic.

Yandere stuff, masochism, sadism, kidnapping and gore.

What I won’t write:

Racism, pedophilia, incest, necrophilia, sexism, misandry, homophobia, transphobia, body shaming, gerontophilia, ( honestly it depends if the character is a supernatural being then I guess it is okay. Again it depends.)

OC x reader, OC x OC, (real person) x reader, dream sexual, Gijinka!(character) x reader, childlike! reader, yandere x yandere. Yandere! reader. (I don’t know how to write yandere readers sorry) Female readers or male readers. (it’s also just kind of not needed since I never need to use third person pronouns and never mention how the readers body looks like.)

(Because yandere x yandere is boring and you don’t really have to do anything with the dynamic. In my opinion.)

Short nickname ideas for (character) x reader or too short headcanon/headcanons.

Smut or sexual shit in general.

What fandoms I will write about!:

Stardew valley ( Krobus, Dwarf.)

A hat in time ( Snatcher, DJ grooves, Conductor.)

undertale ( Flowey, Sans(CNR), Papyrus, Mad Mew Mew(mad dummy), Muffet, Napstablook.)

deltarune ( Ralsei, Susie, Kris, Jevil, Spamton, addisons, Sweet, K_K, Cap’n.)

portal and portal 2 ( GLaDOS, wheatley.)

fnaf (Fnaf 1: Freddy Fazbear, Chica, Foxy, Bonnie. (I write for all of the animatronics, it's just that the writer is lazy. But they will all probably be platonic because dead children. Except for security breach because the animatronics don't seem to have dead children possessing them.))

arcane ( Jinx, Sevika, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko.)

kirby games ( Magolor, Marx, Meta Knight, Susie, Daroach, Taranza, Zero 2.)

paper mario ( Dimentio.)

sam and max

helluva boss ( Fizzarolli, Asmodeus, Blitzo, Verosika, Stolas, Robo fizz.)

hazbin hotel ( Alastor, Vaggie, Charlie, Niffty, Angel dust, Cherri Bomb, Sir Pentious.)

gravity falls ( Bill, Pyronica.)

batim/bendy and the ink machine ( Bendy(any form), Boris, Alice Angel, Twisted Alice, Sammy Lawrence.)

animal crossing ( Tom nook, Isabelle, Redd.)

ddlc/doki doki literature club ( Yuri, Monika, Sayori, Natsuki.)

fnf ( Hex.)

woy/wander over yonder ( wander, lord hater, peepers, lord dominator, sylvia.)

Toh/The owl house ( The collector, king (platonic only), Vee. )

Amphibia ( Cloak-bot, Frobo, Grime, Darcy(the core), Marcy, Sasha, Anne )

dhmis/don't hug me I'm scared ( Tony, Colin, Sketchbook, Red Guy )

Hollow Knight (Hornet, Quirrel, Grimm, Lace, Mask Maker, Divine, Absolute Radiance, Pure Vessel(the hollow knight) Oro, Mato, Tiso, Sheo, The Collector(platonic only), White Lady, Brumm )also silksong is never coming out (joke)

Poppy Playtime (Boogie-bot, Poppy, Huggy wuggy, Mommy long legs, | and no I do not have a fetish)

Howl's Moving Castle (Calcifer)

The Ghost And Molly McGee (The Chairman, Scratch.) Don't judge me.

COTL/cult of the lamb (Helob, Leshy, Kallamar, Heket, Shamura, Narinder, Sozo.)

More fandoms!

When asking me please specify if you want it to be platonic or romantic, what the scenario is and how the reader is going to be like. I will not make female or male readers as it is supposed to be okay for anybody to read no matter the gender. If you want me to write about an unhealthy relationship or just a fluffy normal relationship please write that in your ask or you might not get what you want. This is highly suggested when asking me or I might not answer your request and even if I did answer, you might not get what you wanted.

Request queue: 14 requests

Drafts: 7

REQUESTS BOARD

Note:

Yes, I am a licensed robot fucker and monster fucker. Damn it I'm simping for bugs now help. ALso here is my ao3 account https://archiveofourown.org/users/Amooo1023/profile.

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quotes-of-dreamland · 5 years ago

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hgtyhuvjgvbgb i was JUST about to send in my hc that Dark Nebula = Bill Cipher, but you beat me to it. anyway, what are some of the mods' voice headcanons?

Mod Taranza: how many of you are MLP Fans? Taranza sounds like Thorax. Void is a mix of Kirby and also Crona from Soul Eater. Meta Knight sounds like he does in the anime. Marx is Mod Susie’s impression of him (yes, I’m counting that, you have a good voice, no objections allowed). Magolor... Interesting fact actually, I think Magolor sounds like the voice used for Marx in “Something about Kirby Super Star” from TerminalMontage; that voice, but except with a few different inflections and not such a high pitched laugh. Lor sounds like Glados. And finally: Nova. Jenna Marbles. Nova sounds like Jenna marbles. I take no objection to this

Mod Susie: Have you ever heard Flowey speak? Have you ever heard Peridot speak? Then I have great news for you about my hc voice for Marx. Because I just throw on my best Flowey/Peridot voice and say stupid clown related shit and the crowd* goes wild

*the crowd is Mod Ribbon, and apparently Mod Taranza too. Maybe I should record some Marx lines for ya’ll to listen to.

Bandana Moddle Dee:

OKAY, so Gooey sounds like a higher pitched Chef Kawasaki (KRBaY Voice).

And Marx sounds like higher pitched Jevil.

#mod taranza #mod susie #bandana moddle dee #anon asks

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sudoscience · 5 years ago

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New In Town: Background Info

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Although it's never explicitly stated by the games, I'm going to assume the story is set in the US, or at least a country like it. The existence of monsters likely altered the course of several events in human history, so it's possible things are actually radically different. For the purposes of this story, I'll assume most things are still the same unless stated otherwise, (e.g. the American Revolution was still in 1776, and World War II was still in the early-middle of the 20th Century.).

Let's also just go ahead and say the story takes place in 201X for now.

[For the record, I pronounce 201X as "twenty-ex-teen". I guess you could say it "two-oh-one-ex", but why would you? I also assume it refers to the whole decade, so, for example, when I say "the early part of 201X", that could mean anywhere between 1 January 2010 and 31 December 2014.]

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Humans and Monsters (Current headcanon)

Humans and Monsters (Old) (Preserved for posterity)

Footnotes

Master Post

Humans and Monsters

Humans and monsters have always coexisted relatively peacefully, at least as well as humans and humans. There have been some smaller wars over land and resources, but nothing like the war in Undertale (hereinafter "The War").

Someone still remembers that other universe, though. The universe where monsters freely used magic. The universe where a monster could absorb a human SOUL. The universe where the monsters were sealed underground and later systematically slaughtered by a human child. Perhaps that someone is W. D. Gaster. Perhaps it is Chara. I haven't decided yet. Until that time comes, I'll call that person Individual 1.

Individual 1 remembers the world of Undertale, but the version they remember is the one in which the genocide route takes place. After that world is destroyed, Individual 1 uses their DETERMINATION to bring the world back. They restore the world to long before The War takes place. Individual 1 convinces the King of All Monsters (who is probably someone other than Asgore) to strictly curtail the use of magic. It is Individual 1's belief that the only way to prevent The War from occurring is if humans never learn that monsters can absorb their souls. This is why we don't see evidence of magic in Deltarune.1

Sometime in 1965, a man in Twin Falls (Bill Hammond) learns of the monsters' hidden power. He attempts to alert the government, but it's years before anyone in power takes him seriously. Most people view him as a crackpot; he's this universe's Alex Jones. However, he begins to gain a following among the commoners, who take to calling themselves the Arcane Enforcement Unit. Hate crimes against monsters become more frequent, and the government establishes the Directorate of Inter-Species Relations to combat this.

Hammond's influence grows, and he runs for president multiple times, though he rarely gets more than 2% of the vote. In 1996, his campaign performs surprisingly well, but he is assassinated. His following was strongest in Twin Falls, and it once again becomes a hot spot for anti-monster sentiment, only this time it extends to humans who are considered "monster sympathizers", including Kris's birth parents and eventually Rudy, who is born around this time.

Paul and Judy Harper are DISR employees in Twin Falls. In 2003, the year Asriel is born,2 the DISR begins a joint operation with DHS and FBI to infiltrate the AEU, which is now suspected as a terrorist organization. The Harpers are assigned to the team, Operation Golden Flower, as undercover agents in 2005. In 2007, Judy becomes pregnant. Later that year, their cover is nearly blown. In order to keep their child safe, they begin making arrangements with some old friends of theirs, the Dreemurr family in Hometown. Their son is born in December,3 and adopted by the Dreemurrs immediately. A few months later, Paul and Judy are killed; their death is not publicized classified in order to avoid jeopardizing the operation.

In the early part of 201X, an AEU supporter named Noah Trey Ullman is elected mayor of Twin Falls. This is when things really start to go south. Ullman incites violence against monsters and monster sympathizers. They usually stay out of the majority monster neighborhoods, but they tend to target monsters who are known to affiliate with humans. This is what prompts Rudy to move to Hometown.

Humans and Monsters (OLD)

Humans and monsters have always coexisted, but there's always been a lot of tension between them. For most of their history, they've lived more or less independently of each other. As humans began to industrialize, they began to expand and encroach on monster territory.1 Interactions with monsters became more frequent, as did altercations. While there hasn't been an outright war between humans and monsters, there have been frequent skirmishes, akin to the US and the Native Americans. There was a period where humans sought to make use of magic, primarily by employing the monsters. The monsters were often subjected to inhumane conditions, and uprisings, while infrequent, were not unheard of.

Knowing that a monster with one or more human souls could become a being of great power, this practice was eventually outlawed. Humans became reluctant to hire monsters at all, and most monsters eventually relocated to their own settlements. These are similar to Indian reservations, with the distinction that they are not considered sovereign. In order to keep things under control, the government created the Directorate of Inter-species Relations in the mid-19th Century. Under the pretense of fairness, the DISR banned the use of magic about 100 years ago;2 this would theoretically allow more monsters to be hired, so long as they weren't being exploited for their magical abilities. In practice, because magic is so central to a monster's existence, this drastically changed the monsters' way of life. Initially, smaller acts of magic were allowed, but as more monsters moved into settlements, their interactions with humans became less frequent, and the humans became more fearful, having only the legends and rumors to inform them rather than their own experiences. Eventually, all magic was banned, and the Arcane Enforcement Unit was created in 1956 to enforce said ban.

Of course, some monsters remained in the human cities. They felt they still had ties there, and refused to move. They are largely relegated to their own neighborhoods, and the AEU does its best to "gently encourage" them to relocate. Other than the AEU, very few humans interact with monsters.3

What happened five years ago?

There was a change in leadership at the AEU, and they became much more aggressive in their policing.

[I think this was a separate subsection because I originally planned on writing more, but now it seems pretty silly to have a subsection with just one sentence.]

Footnotes

Notes for New Info

There are several reasons I decided to scrap the old backstory, but this was probably the main one. I really liked the theory that Deltarune takes place after the Genocide Route, and I wanted to expand on that. I'm no longer sure I buy that theory, but I still think it's a cool idea. ↑

As noted in the "Headcanon for Existing Characters", I originally planned for Asriel to have started college early, which would further demonstrate how exceptional he is, and also factor into the resentment Kris wishes they didn't have of him. This is also his first semester of college, which is why Kris is so worried he'll have changed. I think I'll keep him a freshman, but increase the age gap between them. When Asriel gets back from college, he'll have just turned 19, while Kris will be turning 14 very soon. I'm assuming he's returning for Thanksgiving Break (and also that Thanksgiving still exists in this world), and this is the first time he's been back home since he left for college. ↑

Yes, Kris's full name is Krismas (no, not really). Their birthday is 22 December, and Asriel's is 15 September (unless there's an official birthday listed somewhere, in which case it's that). I hope it's okay if I write that Kris is biologically male, even though they identify as non-binary. Since I've already changed their pronouns in the main story, this is probably the only time it will ever be mentioned, unless maybe they go swimming or something. I got the idea from @caretaker-au and how they represent Chara as male non-binary (is that the right way to say that?); I know some people find that blog to be problematic, but I think that was more to do with them drawing porn of Chara and Asriel, not because they drew Chara as biologically male. (For the record, I was not aware of that when I started following them, especially since Tumblr banned porn a year before I even bought Undertale.) ↑

Notes for Old Info

Another reason I dropped this: I'm pretty sure this was inspired by @wolven0ne-universe's "Long Road" AU. Actually, there's a lot that was inspired by Long Road, even in the new backstory: the decision to have multiple OCs, the way magic supposedly works, humans exploting monsters for their magic, a shadowy organization that abducts monsters because of their magical abilities, etc. Some of this is attributable to the fact that I never read fanfics prior to playing Undertale, so some of these were "inspired" by Long Road simply by virtue of it being, like, the second fanfic I ever read, ever. (The first was "Flowey is Not A Good Life Coach".) Anyway, my point here is that I dropped this backstory in part because I didn't want it to be too similar to Long Road, not because I suddenly stopped liking Long Road. ↑

Here's an additional reason I changed the backstory: I wasn't sure if this was a believable timeline. I feel like it's plausible that human society would forget that monster magic involves a lot more than just a monster's ability to abosrb a human soul in just 100 years, but that doesn't seem like nearly enough time for monster society to forget that monsters can use magic. Plus, if monsters and humans have coexisted for all of human history, and monsters have been using magic for like 99% of said history, that seems like it could have created a lot of ripple effects that I would spend way too much time thinking about. Like, what if the existence of magic resulted in the first Industrial Revolution happening in the 15th Century? What would Earth look like in 201X if that were the case? I just didn't want to deal with all of that. ↑

Other than wanting to believe that Deltarune takes place after the Genocide Route, the next most important factor in my decision to scrap this backstory is that it's just really dark. The story has enough potentially depressing shit that I didn't need to add a monster Trail of Tears on top of it all. Plus, I was worried it might come across as racially insensitive. ↑

#New In Town #deltarune theory #deltarune fanfic #story notes

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danguy96 · 6 years ago

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Undertale Dream Voice Cast

I know it’s a little late to do something like this, but in case Undertale ever does get something like an animated series on Netflix or something, here’s some personal picks I have in mind for the voice cast, and sometimes even what kind of voices I have in mind for them.

So, here it goes:

Flowey - Tom Kenny (sort of sounds like Spongebob, but becomes more “twisted” and sinister after he reveals his true colors)

Toriel - A tie between Susan Egan, Teresa Gallagher, or Nicole Oliver

Sans - Bill Fagerbakke (Who else could it be? Although, it’d sound more like if Patrick were just laid back and lazy, and less on the stupid side)

Papyrus - Either Richard Horvitz or Rob Paulsen, but either choice needs to do a vague Skeletor impression

Undyne - Either Maryke Hendrikse (Revy from Black Lagoon), Jennifer Hale, or Erica Mendez doing a slightly gruffer Ryuko Matoi

Alphys - Minty Lewis (Eileen from Regular Show), Kari Walgreen, Shelby Rabara (Peridot, but less assertive and bit stuttery), or Lara Jill Miller (sounding like a slightly less high-pitched Lisa Loud, and without the lisp)

Mettaton - Eric Stuart or J. Michael Tatum, on the voice acting side of things, but if I had to pick someone else outside of mainly voice actors, I’d have to pick Christian Borle

Asgore - Patrick Page (I know there are other choices like Kevin Michael Richardson, Fred Tatasciore, and Travis Willingham, but after hearing him in the Broadway cast recording of Hadestown, I think he’d be a great choice). Other than him, Clancy Brown is another good choice.

Gerson - Bill Farmer (basically Hop Pop from Amphibia)

Muffet - Grey Griffin/DeLisle or Andrea Libman, in one of the most “cutesy”, faux-polite voices either can manage

Burgerpants - Alex Hirsch, sounding almost exactly like Grunkle Stan (the joke being that working at MTT-Brand Burger Emporium has aged his voice, even though he’s 19)

Grilby - Ted Danson (the joke would be that he still has only one or two lines of spoken dialogue)

Napstablook - Not quite sure, but two choices was Phill LaMarr, sounding like a more openly depressed Wilt from Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, or Jason Ritter sounding a bit like Dipper Pines, only grown-up and depressed. Oh, and as suggested by one friend, Aaron Dismuke is another pick which could work.

As for kid characters like Frisk, Chara, Asriel, and Monster Kid, I was thinking for the latter two, I’d actually get either actual child/teen voice actors to voice the latter two, or at least someone who can sound like a young kid (two choices I had off the top of my head I had for the voice of Asriel were Nicholas Cantu,one of the actors who played Gumball in the Amazing World of Gumball, Zach Callison, with a voice which could sound like a slightly less deep voice for post-time skip Steven).

In Frisk and Chara’s case, I was thinking they’d be voiced by the same person, but Frisk wouldn’t really fully speak until at the end of the series, and to tell them apart, their voices would still have some differences to them, in spite of being played by the same person (for example, Chara’s voice in flashbacks sounds a bit more bitter than what we first hear of Frisk’s voice, from the years of abuse they faced on the surface, even sounding slightly “gruffer” at times). Both of them would also be played by a voice actress who can make it seem like either a girl’s voice or a young boy’s, in order to keep the ambiguity of their gender.

One person I thought who could maybe take up the role of Frisk/Chara could be Christine Marie Cabanos (the voice of Madoka Kaname), but, again, they’d be directed to make it sound ambiguous as to whether either character is a boy or a girl, but they wouldn’t be too high-pitched.

There’s other characters too, but that’s all I can think of, right now.

Oh, and Bonus Voices:

Asriel’s God of Hyperdeath Form - Either Bryce Papenbrook or Yuri Lowenthal

Every Temmie (except Bob) - Temmie Chang

Bob the Temmie and the Annoying Dog - Toby Fox (the only thing Bob would say is “Hi, I’m Bob”, and the Annoying Dog only barks)

Dr. W.D. Gaster - Mark Hamill

Please share your thoughts on this, and if you have any suggestions of your own, especially for other minor characters, feel free to share them.

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undertale-rho · 7 years ago

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Underearth: Book 1 - Chapter 13

The inside of the cavern was rather dark, at least in comparison to out there. The pathway of the cave ran along the river at the entrance. Frisk noted that the large blocks of ice that that one wolf Monster was throwing into the river were floating by, carried by the current. Just a little further in, the river and the path went their separate ways. Some ways down the path, Frisk found numerous Monsters in a room, one of the notable ones was that Monster Kid from earlier. When the Monster Kid caught sight of Frisk, he turned around to talk to him.

"Yo! Are you sneaking out to see her, too?"

Frisk just gave a blank stare to the Monster Kid, unsure of what to say.

"Um... yeah, yeah I'm sneaking out too." He finally said.

"Awesome! She's the coolest, right!? I wanna be just like her when I grow up."

Coolest, huh? I know someone that would be willing to debate that any time.

"Oh, um, hey, don't tell my parents I'm here. Ha ha.

"Sure." Not like I know who they are anyway.

A bit further into the room, Frisk spotted Sans relaxing behind a sentry station.

"Sans?" Frisk said in slight surprise.

He opened one of his eyes and saw Frisk.

"What? Haven't you seen a guy with two jobs before?" Sans said in his typical non-serious tone.

"No, not really."

"Heh, fortunately, two jobs means twice as many legally-required breaks. I'm going to Grillby's, wanna come?"

Frisk took a quick look around. I guess it wouldn't hurt to go.

"Yeah, sure."

"Well, if you insist... I'll pry myself away from my work..." he said sarcastically.

He stood up and walked around the sentry station over to where Frisk was standing, then gestured forward.

"Over here, I know a shortcut." Sans said with an outstretched arm, offering a hand to Frisk.

Frisk took his hand. Just then, Sans's eyes began glowing a very dark green color and Frisk suddenly felt uneasy. He closed his eyes and when he reopened them, they were in Grillby's.

"Fast shortcut, huh?" Sans said when they arrived.

"Uh... yeah."

Sans turned towards the counter. "Hey, everyone."

"Greetings Sans" said a rather large-mouthed Monster in one of the booths.

"Hiya, Sansy~" said a very drunk bunny in another booth.

They both walked towards the counter a bit before a fish-Monster started talking to Sans.

"Hey Sans, weren't you in here for breakfast a few minutes ago?"

"Nah, I haven't had breakfast in at least half an hour. You must be thinking of brunch."

Everyone laughed, but Frisk didn't understand the joke, if there was one.

"Here, get comfy." Sans said to Frisk, gesturing to one of the stools in front of the counter.

Frisk sat down on the stool. As he sat down, there was a farting noise coming from the seat.

"Whoops, watch where you sit down. Sometimes weirdos put whoopee cushions on the seats."

Frisk just glared at Sans.

"Anyway, lets order. Whaddya want?"

"What is there to get?"

Just then, a red bird-Monster chimed it. "Well, there's some fries, then you've got a burger. Beyond that, no idea. That's just what I always order."

Frisk contemplated between the two options given. "I think I'll take fries."

"Hey, that sounds pretty good. Grillby, we'll have a double order of fries."

The fire-Monster behind the counter, Grillby, walked off into the back room.

Sans then turned towards Frisk.

"So, what do you think of my brother?" Sans asked Frisk.

"Well, to be honest, he's kind of annoying." Frisk answered.

Sans suddenly got a bit defensive.

"Hey, pal. Sarcasm isn't funny, okay? My brother's a real star. He's the one who pushed me to get this sentry job. Maybe he's a little strange, but sometimes it's nice to have someone call you out on being lazy. Even though nothing could be farther from the truth."

When Sans finished his sentence, Grillby came out of the back room with two plates of fries.

"Here comes the grub." said Sans.

Sans then pulled out a full bottle of ketchup from his blue jacket. "Want some ketchup?"

Frisk looked at the bottle. "No thanks, I don't like ketchup."

"More for me."

Sans then proceeded to chug the entire bottle of ketchup without even pausing. Once finished, he put the cap back on and stashed it in his jacket before facing the fries.

"Anyway, cool or not, you have to agree Papyrus tries real hard, like how he keeps trying to be part of the Royal Guard."

Frisk nodded at Sans's statement.

"One day, he went to the house of the Head of the Royal Guard and begged her to let him be in it. Of course, she shut the door on him because it was midnight. But the next day, she woke up and saw him still waiting there. Seeing his dedication, she decided to give him warrior training. It's, uh, still a work in progress." Sans then paused for a second. "Oh yeah, I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?" Frisk responded.

Just then, it seemed as though the entire world except for where Frisk and Sans sat faded away until it was only them.

Sans asked his question, eyes completely closed. "Have you heard of a talking flower?"

Frisk just gave Sans a blank stare, his thought drifting to Flowey. "Y-y-yeah."

"So you know all about it. The Echo Flower."

Frisk almost choked on one of the fries. That wasn't what he was thinking at all.

"They're all over the marsh. Say something to them, and they'll repeat it over and over."

"What about it?"

"Well, Papyrus told me something interesting the other day. Sometimes, when no one else is around, a flower appears and whispers things to him. Flattery, advice, encouragement... predictions. Weird, huh?"

"Yeah, it is." Frisk said, thoughts drifting back to Flowey.

"Someone must be using an echo flower to play a trick on him. Keep an eye out, ok?"

"Most definitely."

"Thanks."

As Sans finished saying thanks, the world began to fade back in until it seemed as though nothing was wrong. Sans then got up from the stool, eyes now open.

"Welp, that was a long break. I can't believe I let ya pull me away from work for that long." he snickered a slight bit. "Oh, by the way. I'm flat broke. Can you foot the bill? It's just 10,000G."

"What? Are you serious? I don't have any money at all!"

"Heh, just kidding. Grillby, put it on my tab."

He then walked towards the door before turning back towards Frisk.

"By the way, I was going to say something, but I forgot."

Then why say anything at all? Frisk thought as Sans left Grillby's, leaving him behind.

Frisk looked around Grillby's. On the left side from where he was looking, there were two booths with one occupant each. On the right side was this large table. Nobody was sitting at it, but there were cards all over it.

"Sansyyyy.... come back and sit with me..." The drunk bunny said, apparently now noticing Sans had left. "Everything's so fun when you're around!!! Especially today when everything's s-s-so quiet!" The bunny then fell on the table and passed out.

"Huh, she's right." the bird-Monster said "Where are those canines? They're usually here by now. Something feels really off."

Frisk then hurried out of the building.

They aren't talking about those dogs I killed, right? They were trying to kill me, I was fully justified.

Frisk began walking back towards the cave he was in. Eventually, he reached it and made it back to Sans's second sentry station.

"Hey, kid, let's hang out again sometime." Sans said when he saw Frisk.

Frisk looked over at Sans. "Yeah, lets." he said before walking past, deeper into the cavern.

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stripestheboar · 8 years ago

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Why Him?

@bublp0pr, my boy. My beautiful bouncing baby boy. You are an absolute saint for being as patient as you are. Thank you for sticking around through all my shit. Hopefully you enjoy this.

It took a bit of planning, but it’s finally finished. The ultimate crackship. My boy..... enjoy.

Word Count: 4,257

Summary: Flowey finally discovers someone who can make him feel something for the first time since his creation. However, it may not be all that he was hoping for.

Flowey considered himself a being higher than all others. With his gift to turn back the clock, he didn’t see a reason why he wasn’t. After all, he was practically immortal, wasn’t he? Why should he be considered as low as them if there was no way to truly be defeated.

Okay, well, there was Sans, but we’re just going to pretend he doesn’t exist at the moment.

Undyne, is another, but for now, she’s non-existent as well.

Oh yeah, and Frisk, but we can just throw them into the non-existent pile, too.

Also Asgore, but that’s only because- okay, we’re getting off track here. All that you need to know is that Flowey is a hard ass.

Anyways, Flowey was the self-declared most powerful monster in the Underground, and all due to his lack of an actual soul, thus leading to a lack of compassion for most of the monsters in the Underground. Even when Frisk brought him up aboveground, he still found himself lacking any real joy or excitement for the time. His pessimism had him convinced that any minute Frisk would decide to go back on their word and screw the entire world over with another reset. Any semblance of joy that he felt was short, shallow, and almost artificial, just like every other “emotion” that happened to slip past. Even when it was becoming increasingly apparent that he wasn’t going to change his ways anytime soon, everyone was still so adamant over sticking by his side no matter what. It was frustrating, really, just to see all these monsters with better lives and more potential waste their time on him. It almost made him physically ill just to experience it. Even Sans refused to give up on him, and he had practically given up on himself already. But just because Flowey was annoyed with it didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy it. He had promised to stop his torment of others, after all, and when Frisk was involved, he just didn’t seem to have the will to break it. He just wanted to see how everything would play out. Yeah, that’s why. The only one he knew would truly understand what should be done in these types of hopeless situations was Chara, but she couldn’t exactly speak as of now.

However, like with most rules or laws of the universe, there is somehow an exception to everything. It took nearly a year after the Pacifist End to get to that exception, but it eventually came. No resets had come, and now he was faced with a factor he hadn’t expected to see ever in his lifetime.

When Flowey had first seen him in the Underground all that time ago, there had only been a passing glance. No torture had really been involved, as usual, as this monster in particular was a naturally passive, but had the negative trait of being rather… unbearable. Despite that, after each and every time he loaded a save file, he could feel something begin to bloom inside him. He couldn’t describe it, as he just didn’t know what it was. But, with time, he soon discovered that this feeling was much unlike the spite and malice he held towards most, but instead like the feeling he had whenever he had been around Chara, the only person he had really felt a connection to. And yet, there he was, unable to help the sense of a true bond forming between himself and this… thing. He hated him with every fiber of his small being, and yet this monster was somehow able to make his soulless being melt at a simple glance and smile in everything he did. It infuriated him to no end to not know why he held such an attraction to this monster. He hated everything about him, but at the same time wanted everything to do with him. This monster was like no other. He made Flowey feel a happiness or joy he hadn’t fathomed in years. He made him feel a sort of compassion; it was love, even. As much as he hated to admit it, he felt love for this crude monster. He was the one that could bring Flowey into happiness, and yet they didn’t even know each other. He was short, a bit on the wider side, and did nothing but laze around and complain. He was perfect. He was amazing. He was everything Flowey needed to feel complete. He was his soulmate.

He was Jerry.

Now, Flowey knew just how repulsive this urchin was; almost no one could bear to stand him. However, he found himself unable to bear his attraction as time went on, the feeling of spiritual need for this monster in order to make him feel something was undeniable. And so, it was decided: one simple meet up couldn’t hurt, right? After all, Jerry must’ve been a lonely monster. He should be bowing and kissing his roots for even allowing him to spend time with him.

Guilt struck Flowey at that moment, one of the biggest downsides to this whole ordeal. Even thinking bad of this monster made him regret ever thinking of it in the first place. It was torturous, really, but he was convinced that a simple date with Jerry would cause those wretched emotions to subside some.

And who knew? Maybe it would all be worth it in the end.

Fourteen months to the day of their ascent up to the surface, Flowey finally decided that it was either do it or live a life craving love and affection he could never get. He had found Jerry at an internet café, idly clicking things on the computer while occasionally glancing down at his phone with a bored look. He didn’t even seem to notice when a small flower broke through the floorboards next to him and cleared his voice.

“Howdy, Jerry,” Flowey began, catching the monster’s attention. The slightly bigger monster turned in his chair, breathing heavily as he looked down at the flower. “You may not know me… you may not even bother to care who I am. But, I know you.” He looked down at the ground, taking in a large breath. “I’ve been watching you, as creepy as that may sound. And I, well…. I have this strange feeling for you. A feeling that I can’t tell just really what it is or what it means, but it makes me feel… complete, you know? It may be hard for you to understand, but I just chance, you know? So… I can’t believe I’m saying this but, will you go on a date with me?”

He closed his eyes, the fear of rejection rising up within him. Actual, genuine fear rushed through his stem and his roots, not wanting to be denied the chance to be happy again. The feeling was almost euphoric, really, but he didn’t know what he would do if he was turned down.

He sat there, the silence only staged off by the various humans and monsters typing up on their computers. Jerry said nothing, and Flowey feared that this would be his end. He didn’t want his chances to end here, mere days after he had gotten his first taste of love and joy in years. The fear continued to well up as Jerry said nothing, but he couldn’t bear to look up at the small monster. All these years of being alone with only himself to relate to had left him hungering for any type of emotion, but for the first time, heartbreak was what terrified him the most. He was scared.

The seconds ticked by. Jerry continued to keep silent, only increasing the tenseness within Flowey’s roots. He didn’t know what the monster was thinking, but at this point, he was dying for any small bit of closure. So, with an inhale, he forced himself to look up.

Jerry wasn’t even looking at him. He was on his phone, typing away at something while Flowey sat there dumbfounded. ‘What the hell?’ he thought to himself. ‘Had this buffoon even heard a word of what I said?’

“Hey!”

Jerry blinked and looked down in confusion. “Huh?” he mumbled, his voice annoyingly nasally as he took his eyes off his phone for those few rare moments. “You. Me. Date!” Flowey demanded, making it as simple as possible. Jerry merely wiped his nose. “Does your house have Wi-Fi?” he asked, glancing at his computer. “Yes! Yes my house has more Wi-Fi than you can shove up your fat litt- ahem.” Flowey closed his eyes and cleared his voice. “Yes, my house has Wi-Fi. I’ll even give you the password. Just one date is all I ask. How’s that?”

“Sure. Whatever,” Jerry shrugged, logging off of his computer and getting off his chair. “Where are we going? Hopefully not somewhere lame.” Flowey felt something die inside of him as he realized this may have been the biggest mistake of his life.

“Well, yes, I had an idea,” the flower offered. “How about to my house? We can get to know each other more before we go on our first date.” Jerry just shook his head. “Nah, I have a better idea. Let’s go out to Mettaton’s Burger Emporium. I’m pretty hungry right now.” Flowey’s smile faded some at the thought of going to such a costly fast food place right now, but he just sucked it up, replaced the dull expression with a fresh smile, and gestured to the door. “This way, then. It’s just a few blocks away, so we can talk while we-“

“Wait. You want me to walk all the way there?” Jerry interrupted, his already fat lips sticking out some like a duck’s bill. Flowey blinked in confusion, not exactly expecting that response. “Well… yeah. That’s okay, right? I mean, it’s just a short walk. It’s not like you’ll-“

“You didn’t even bring a car?” Jerry scoffed.

“I… I can’t drive. I’m a flower,” Flowey said slowly. However, he knew he had to fix this. If not, Jerry would surely reject him here and now. “Well, I can get us a ride! In fact, I know someone who knows a shortcut there!” He quickly pulled out the phone Toriel had gotten him for his birthday, quickly finding Sans’ number. As much as he hated that trash bag, he needed to salvage this already disastrous meet up. Jerry just sighed and got back onto the computer. “Make it quick, dude.”

Once the skeleton’s number was found, Flowey was quick to call him. After a few rings, Sans answered, which was a surprise. He usually just ignored the phone calls altogether.

“Hey,” Sans greeted in his usual slow drawl. “Watchya need, weed?” It took every ounce of strength not to berate Sans right there in the middle of the café. “Tra- Sans, I need a lift to Mettaton’s burger place.” He heard the other’s signature stunted chuckle of the other on. “Heh. Alright then. But it’s gonna cost ya.” Flowey grimaced, his inventory already empty of any G that he didn’t want to spend on their food. Glamburgers were expensive, after all. “I don’t have any money,” he growled, making sure his voice was low so he didn’t discourage Jerry fully. “It doesn’t cost much. Just a simple ‘please’ is all I need. Oh, and add a ‘Sans is the ultimate punmaster’ at the end there for good measure” The plant’s reaction was immediate. “What?” he hissed. “C’mon, Sans. Cut me a break!” “Oh it’s just a few words,” Sans mocked. “Flower you going to survive?” Flowey felt his patience thinning. “Sans, just pick me up now!” he spat, only to be met with the sound of crinkling tin foil on the other side. “Oh no, I think our phone connection is dying,” Sans said in mock anguish, squeezing the crumpled up tin more on his side of the call.

“God damn it, fine! Please pick me up and you’re the ultimate punmaster!” Flowey exploded, seething in anger due to his already short temper.

“Heh, alright. I’m convinced.”

The call was soon dropped, and within seconds, Sans entered the café, his grin cockier than usual. “Alright, weed, let’s get a move on. Tori’s making pie. I wanna be at her place before it gets cold.” He looked around, his vision skirting around Jerry. “So, who’s your ‘friend’? It’s not the Ice Cap, is it? Those things really need to learn to chill. Heh.” Flowey gave an annoyed sigh and gestured to his date. “It’s Jerry.” Jerry just gave a wave from his computer, still focused on Undernet. The tops of the skeleton’s sockets raised some, but he gave a slow nod. “Him? Alright then. C’mon Jerry.”

Jerry merely grunted as he continued to search on his computer. Flowey sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. “Jerry! Now!” he demanded, making the monster sigh and get down from his chair, waddling over to Sans and wrapping a small, thin hand around Sans’ thickly-boned one. It was clear from the skeleton’s expression that he had only now realized just how greasy Jerry’s hands were. He seemed to grimace, his actual permanent grin not fading as he quickly bent down to pick up Flowey. The flower dislodged his roots from the cracked surface of the wooden floor and latched around Sans’ arm. And with that, they walked out.

They soon found themselves in front of the fast food place. The moment Sans was able to shake Jerry off of his hand, he wiped his carpals all over his jacket to get the grease off. He set Flowey down, who quickly planted himself down in a nearby potted plant. “I should need you in about an hour or so. Stand by your phone, okay?” Flowey told him, only to get a chuckle in response. “Heh, sure thing. A ‘thank you’ would be nice, y’know. Well, enjoy your… whatever.” Sans spun on his heel and promptly walked off.

The two walked inside the cooled restaurant, the smell of greasy Glamburgers and fruity Starfait hitting them instantly. Flowey didn’t need to eat magical foods, but he definitely could, so he thought that just downing one small meal wouldn’t be so bad. They got into line, Flowey latching into Jerry’s arm so he didn’t have to keep breaking the floorboards and having to make Toriel pay for damages. Jerry didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he didn’t even seem to notice, just texting on his phone. Flowey was the more disturbed one, really, as he could feel his roots beginning to soak up the oily substances and sweat that just seemed to coat Jerry’s entire body. If he had a gag reflex, it would definitely have been triggered by now.

The line shortened fairly quickly, and by the time it was their turn, Jerry was still on his phone, texting away. A quick nudge from Flowey caught his attention, and he looked up at Burgerpants, who watched him with a twitching, forced grin. “Welcome to MTT’s Burger Emporium!” he forced out in phony enthusiasm and excitement. “What can I get for you two?” Flowey looked over at Jerry, giving him a polite smile. “How about you order first, huh?” Jerry just nodded and looked up at the menu. “I would like uhhhhhhh……” He gazed dumbly up at the words displayed on the screen, a small hand placed under his fat chin as he thought of what to order. “Give me… hmm… well…….. can you give me uhhhh….. no…. well, I want a….”

This went on for a good minute before Burgerpants forcefully turned his attention to the flower. “I’ll give him a minute. And what would you like little buddy?”

“I wanna fucking die,” Flowey sighed. The cat monster just sighed and nodded in agreement. “Same.” He pulled out a flask, unscrewing it and takin a quick swig of its contents. “Same.”

So, Flowey ordered a Starfait, deciding to just have something to keep the poor man busy as Jerry continued to stare like a buffoon up at screen. Finally, his date ordered three Glamburgers, and two orders of Fab Fries, telling Burgerpants to leave off he salt because he was watching his weight. He was somehow oblivious to the truck loads of irony. Once their order was served, Jerry got pissy when he realized that his Glamburger had cheese on it, something he had allegedly ordered to leave off because he was lactose intolerant. Burgerpant disputed the fact that he had said this, only making it worse for him. When he tried to tell Jerry that it was all magic food anyways and the cheese wouldn’t even have any affect off his body, he was ordered to make it again. Flowey, all the while, was just sulking by himself.

“That’ll be five-hundred G,” Burgerpants sighed, his expression twisted into one of anguished impatience as he eyed the angry mob of hungry customers behind Jerry. However, he wasn’t getting out that easy.

Flowey took out the needed G and handed it over, watching the cashier subtract the money from the total. He glanced at his date, who blinked and glanced back, not paying for his food. Flowey furrowed the little brow he had. “Well? Aren’t you going to pay?” Jerry gave him an annoyed look. “Pay? I don’t have any money.”

Flowey wilted over and sighed in defeat.

A bit of digging around for G and a bit of convincing Burgerpants was what it took for their tab to be paid off. Flowey was drained of money as they took their food and walked away, ignoring the mob that soon overwhelmed the poor cashier.

That entire transaction had taken thirty minutes.

Ha, just kidding.

It was an hour.

Finally, they were sat down at a table, and Flowey was ready to drink a gallon of weed killer to end it all. Still, all he needed to do was look up at Jerry to find hope rising back up inside him, urging him to not give up and continue forth. Still, he couldn’t help but stare as Jerry was gobbling down his meal, picking up each individual fry and stuffing his mouth with it. And then, after each fry, he would stick out his tongue to slowly lick up each of his stubby fingers to lick off the grease and crumbs, his surprisingly long tongue working between each and every crack and crevice, before he would eat another fry and start the cycle over again. It was so disgusting, and yet so… beautiful.

God, kill him now.

This must be some prank. It had to be. It was a prank from Chara. This was some giant middle finger to him from the grave, as one last “fuck you” just to mess with him.

And it was almost like a blessing.

He mentally slapped himself. No, no it wasn’t.

So just watched Jerry, absolutely disgusted, and yet unable to tear his gaze away in fear it would be disgracing his love.

“You gonna eat that?” Jerry grunted, gesturing to the Starfait. Flowey blinked and looked at it, only having remembered it just now. Well, it did sound pretty tasty…

“You can have it,” he sighed, pushing it over. Damn it, Flowey. Jerry didn’t say anything more as he took the cup and downed it without a second thought, making weird slurping noises and he poured it all down his gullet. After he was done, he smacked his lips noisily and ate the rest of his food. This was what love looks like. This was the perfect monster.

“Alright, so to your place?” Jerry asked, pulling out his phone to type something with his wet, still greasy fingers. “Yeah! Sure thing!” Flowey said, uncharacteristically enthusiastic, pulling out his phone and calling Sans again. It didn’t take as much prodding as it did last time to get him to come. Once again, Sans sauntered through the doorway and forced himself to grab Jerry’s hand, wincing at how wet his palms felt. Flowey grabbed onto him as well, almost wanting to apologize to him.

In no time, they were at Toriel’s home, where the boss monster lived with Flowey and Frisk. Upon entering, Sans was quick to shake Jerry off and wipe his hand off on his jacket. “Sans? Is that you?” they heard from the kitchen, the smell of freshly baked pie hitting their senses. This seemed to attract Jerry the most, because to Flowey’s horror, the small monster immediately waddled over to the kitchen to grab a slice. Needless to say, Toriel wasn’t expecting to see him come over with a hand out expectantly.

“Oh, you must be Jerry,” Toriel hummed. “I’ve… heard about you. What are you doing here, dear? Did Flowey bring you here?”

“What’s that?” Jerry instead asked, pointing to the pie he could just barely see over the high counter. “Oh, er, that’s pie, dear,” she told him politely, folding her hands at her front. “It’s already cooled down and ready to eat. My child, Frisk, and I already had a piece, and I was just about to cut Sans one. Would you like a slice?” She reached for the pie cutter, but she wouldn’t need it. Jerry was way ahead of her.

Sans and Flowey walked in just in time to see Jerry stick his hand into the part of the pie tin that had a slice already removed, sliding his fingers under the crust and removing a large chunk of the dessert. He immediately began gobbling it down bear-handed, once again licking his fingers once he was done. He waddled back over to Sans, who just stared at him with that grin frozen over his face. Toriel didn’t even look like she believed what she had just witnessed.

“Okay… not gonna lie. That was probably the most disgusting think I’ve ever seen,” Sans stated bluntly, watching Jerry skitter over to the pantry to raid it for chips and snack, before going over to the TV with his chips to watch something entertaining with his wet hands all over the remote. Flowey slowly looked up at Sans. “I’ll give you five G to pour a bucket of weed killer onto me,” he offered. “Make it fifty G and you’ve got a deal,” Sans sighed, walking in the other direction. Toriel looked as though she was about to offer him some pie, but stopped when Jerry came back over and carved out another piece with his greasy hands. Flowey really hand no choice but to detach himself from Sans and latch onto Jerry again, forced to hear the monster’s heaving breathing as he shoved potato chips into his mouth and licked his lips of any salt and crumbs. Oh god, how he wanted that tongue to lather against his petals and-

Okay, okay, hold on just a minute.

Flowey stared wide-eyed straight ahead, bewildered at his own thought. This had to be the work of Chara. No god was evil enough to bestow this curse upon him. It just wasn’t right, even for him. He looked up at the ceiling, wanting to cry and scream at the same time. “Of all people, Chara,” he hissed to himself, feeling tears enter his eyes. “Finally. Finally someone makes me feel something again. And it has to be Jerry?” He closed his eyes, bowing his head. “This is your fault, isn’t it? Even in death you can’t stop playing jokes on me and making life hell. What? Is this payback for back then? Ha. Ha. Very funny. Bet you feel real proud of yourself right now.”

“Yo, can you shut up?” Jerry commented to him. “You’re talking over the show.”

God, why did someone so repulsive have to be so beautiful?

Toriel didn’t bother them again. Flowey sat there in a sort of limbo state, listening to Jerry noisily smack on his chips. Eventually, it grew dark, and Jerry got bored of their channels. He got up, a mess of crumbs and crumpled up chip packages spilling onto the floor. “So, like, this whole date was pretty lame,” Jerry shrugged, yanking Flowey off. “But, you guys got good Wi-Fi and lots of snacks. So, like, how about a second date? Tomorrow?”

No. No. No no no no no, for the love of all things sacred, no. He couldn’t bear another day. He just couldn’t.

“Sure!” he said cheerily. “I’ll pick you up at two?” Mother. Fucker.

Jerry gave a nod. “Sure, whatever. I might be asleep, though, so just wait outside for me until I wake up, okay?” He looked out the window. “Ugh, I don’t wanna take the bus home. Can I sleep over?”

“Yeah, of course you-“ Flowey’s acceptance was cut short as Toriel soon walked up to the two, grabbed Jerry by the giant lump protruding from his head, and promptly went to the door, throwing him out without hesitation and slamming the door, locking it. Ignoring the pawing she heard at her door, she walked over to her son, gingerly picking him up in her arms. Flowey wasted no time in leaning against her bosom, his eyes wide as he realized what he had just done. He had a second date tomorrow.

He had a second date tomorrow with Jerry.

“Shh… there there,” Toriel whispered to him, listening to her son burst into tears. He knew now there was no hell, as nothing could ever be more wretched than this.

God, why did he have to end up with someone so lovable and amazing?

#Flowey #Jerry #Crackship #Undertale #love #humor

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transbilliam · 7 years ago

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hm can you give sorta in depth explanations on why whos who in your undertale it au cause i dont get some of your choices

SURE!!!!! here it is -

georgie and bill’s choices are kind of intertwined. georgie as frisk is really good because frisk is a child affected by the evil caused by violence - frisk’s interaction with flowey is a good parallel for georgie’s interaction with pennywise. then, at the end of Ittale when georgie meets bill (frisk meets asgore) it’s a good moral dilemma for bill/asgore; he knows he has to kill georgie/frisk, but he doesn’t want to, at all.

mike is toriel because he’s the heart of the group, the most caring and selfless. he does not do things for himself; rather, he wants to help others. mike/toriel have a good moral compass and sense of right and wrong, and want to make things right and care for others.

richie is sans because richie and sans both use humor to cover up their darker personalities. if you read book!richie, you will see some passages that seem almost morbid in the way that richie covers up his insecurities and darkness with humor and voices. same with sans. sans is depressed but he still keeps an outwardly humorous personality.

bev as undyne and ben as alphys works perfectly... bev is strong and a warrior (the muscle) JUST like undyne, she also is a bit impulsive. alphys and ben are both a nerdier type and both go through the arc of wanting friends and eventually finding them. plus the alphys/undyne dynamic is JUST LIKE benverly

stan as mettaton doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, but originally i had stan as sans and richie as mettaton and me and @gay2012 fought it out and they won lol

eddie as burgerpants - eddie really stumped us, there aren’t really ANY characters - or at least main characters - that match up with eddie’s personality, like AT all except for maybe undyne. but i think the stressed nature of burgerpants’ personality matches up with eddie, even if burgerpants isn’t a main character!

#ittale #anonymous #answered

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0poole · 5 years ago

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Edge of Tomorrow VS Groundhog Day VS Undertale

So me and my family just recently rewatched Edge of Tomorrow, which naturally led us to rewatching Groundhog Day (Except it was my first viewing, apparently it’s one of my parent’s all-time favorite movies) and while doing that I realized Undertale deals with a similar concept to the two films. And, since I’m so in love with basic concepts taken to their natural extremes in stories, I really feel like talking about it. I don’t really know what there is to get out of me talking about it but hey I feel like doing it anyway.

So yeah, I love stories that revolve around one simple, basic concept. You don’t need any interstellar wars with deep political intrigue or complex interpersonal relations to hold up a story if you just say “hey, here’s a weird thing that’s going on and here’s what happens because of it.” From there, you could basically do anything and keep me interested.

Obviously all the stories are good ones, but I definitely think there’s a hierarchy in how the idea is dealt with.

Edge of Tomorrow is probably the worst of the bunch, mainly because it feels like the “Time Travel” aspect of the movie is just a sort of tool inside of a normal alien-action movie with the shitty alien hive mind plot device that I actually can’t stand at all anymore but that’s a rant for another day. I still like the movie, obviously, because I like the concept and the aliens at least look really cool, but after watching Groundhog Day I’m realizing there’s some iffy-er feelings about it. First of all, the thing I realized without even having to watch GHD is that they really try to explain too much. The whole problem behind that is that, even with the explanation, it still makes no sense what so ever. Apart from the hive mind device, I also hate it when alien species are presented with “biological superpowers” like they just naturally evolved to control time somehow. Obviously until we actually meet any aliens all bets are off, but as far as we know that is completely ludicrous. The whole “Time Travel” ability is so supernatural that, even when they say “That’s just how the aliens are and getting dissolved by their blood gives you the same power too but only while you still have their blood” is so contrived that you just think “Okay. Sure.”

I feel like, if you’re to explain anything like this, you really have to make it realistically work or just forego it all together. If you try to give rules to something, all you’re doing is giving Youtube movie reviewers the ammunition to dismiss your whole movies because of plot holes. For example, the plot hole of the main girl character somehow knowing that getting your blood replaced removes your power even though she would have to die to truly be sure. When you try to explain everything, the viewer expects you to explain that too, and as far as I remember it was just a “It felt like it was gone.” Also, spoilers, at the end of the movie when Cruz woke up in the helicopter after destroying the center of the hive mind, it sort of confused you because you weren’t really sure where the starting point for the “Time Travel” starts. If he just woke up on the ground like he did before, you’d just accept it, but changing the location and time makes you think there’s something else at work, and therefore we should at least have some idea of what it is. That one’s kinda just a side affect of the quirkiness of time travel though, especially because he went back in time to right about when the aliens died as a whole even though he technically did that in the future, and yet his current time is seemingly drastically affected by it because he somehow got a higher rank after destroying them... It’s just a mess, and it feels like a mess because we expect an explanation, even though it would just be arbitrary anyways. Again, since something like this just can’t be explained well, trying to explain it just doesn’t feel satisfying.

But to be fair, the one thing I loved about both of the films is the editing as the main character gets into a routine with his infinite day. The way they shrink everything down in time slowly but surely, and then when emotions strike high they show us most of the generic events again. Really, it’s one of the few times you can confidently say that the editing was the best part of the movie. Usually it’s just the acting, plot, characters, etc, but you rarely get something where the editing is in the forefront.

Also the glowy spaghetti aliens looked cool.

But for Undertale, I really only realized it sort of used the same idea as I watched Bill Murray kill himself a dozen times. Unlike the films, Undertale of course could be more meta about it and say the “Time Travel” is just video game logic applied to the canon story itself. Also, the events are being experienced by multiple characters, including the player. It was basically one of the selling points of the game, because the idea of video game logic as a plot device wasn’t really as well known as it is now (thanks to it itself for popularizing it). It didn’t really have to explain much because it was sort of built upon what we already know, i.e. that we die in the game and reset time to our last save point. All they had to do is just say “Hey, that’s called ‘Determination’” and that’s it. When you have Determination, you come back from the dead and keep going. Considering they didn’t try so hard to explain that in detail, you can somewhat pass off the little things, like why the stars specifically are the points at which you come back, etc. When you don’t try to explain things so hard, “plot holes” just become irrelevant details.

But the bigger selling point for Undertale is the characters, and Sans especially is the one made the most interesting out of the concept. Flowey did have the power, and he just went full psychopath on everyone just to see what happened, which naturally is another key point of the game. Him being completely devoid of emotion and sympathy also made him relatively interesting, but Sans being completely unable to control any of it was basically why I like him as a character. Naturally a lot of these characters are sort of one-off personalities, which is definitely fine because of how fun and well written they are. So, you see Sans and you’re like “Okay yeah, he’s lazy and makes jokes. That’s him.” But then you fight him, and say he’s so lazy because he can’t muster up the courage to do anything because he knows that when the player resets the game he’ll just go back in time like he never did it. That’s basically the next ideal step in exploring the concept. GHD is the most basic version of the idea, where the guy that time’s focused around just does whatever he feels like, EoT is when the guy uses the power to save humanity, and UT (or just Sans’ character) is about how a person without this power would react to someone else using the power. It’s actually seriously interesting, and a perfect way to explain a character’s personality. Also, you can’t disrespect an amazing battle theme.

But, as you’d expect from the order, Groundhog Day is the king of them all, because it is just pure concept. Literally nothing supernatural happens to Murray (and yes I refer to characters by their actors sometimes sue, me) to cause the “Time Travel,” and literally nothing supernatural happens to him to stop it. All the movie is is just “This is happening and this is how he reacts.” Frankly, for something like this, that’s the ideal. You go to the movie in order to see what happens when a guy has to relive one single day no matter what, and that’s it. No extra bells or whistles. You get exactly what you came for, and you get it in such high quality it’s perfect. No one has to care why it’s happening.

First of all, I love how it’s focused around Groundhog Day and the weather as a whole. Weather is so unpredictable that even the professionals have to assign a percentage to it. It’s one of the least predictable things we know of, and that’s exactly why it’s perfect here, because it shows for absolute sure what’s going on. Murray can predict everything, so he could even predict the most unpredictable thing in these circumstances.

Second, it’s a great mish-mash of two key elements of the concepts from both EoT and UT. From EoT, he used his knowledge of the day to his advantage, like anyone would, but using the knowledge differently at different times (i.e. knowing he’ll meet an old friend, to remembering his name, then to punching him in the face, then to buying out his insurance, etc). From UT, he feels like it is happening out of his control, so you get the middle-late section of the movie where he spirals into a deep depression, and throughout just changing his personality. It all feels so natural. At first, you’d totally say “Yeah, I’d do that if I were in his shoes” and towards the end you’d say “Yeah, that’s probably how I would end up if I were actually in his shoes...” I mean, personally I’d go the skill-learning route first but that’s besides the point. You come in wondering what would happen to the guy, and you get exactly that. It just feels right.

Plus, it was just written extremely well, both in the natural progression of his character and in the humor. I’ll always die on the hill of movies having to make you laugh before they can make you truly cry. It lets your guard down. I swear, the day where Murray realizes his actions have no consequences is one of the best parts of any movie I’ve seen. It was so hilarious and fun, even though internally you’re a bit like “What an asshole.” Then you get to the montage of him nonchalantly killing himself, and you really just feel bad for him. Considering humans, as you’d guess, experience a full range of emotions, showing his full range makes him feel so much more human, making him easy to sympathize with. Then, with the cathartic solution at the very end (which is where I usually cry to be honest, not sure why), it feels so good to see him break out of the giant loop of emotions he went through, especially since he seemingly got the best possible ending out of all of them, where he didn’t brute force his way into his love’s heart, and found the goodness inside of him by ignoring his personal interests and consistently doing things to the benefit of others, even though he knows he’ll just have to do it again tomorrow. I’m not sure where to fit it in cleanly but the turning point of him realizing he can’t do a single thing to save that homeless man’s life was seriously heartbreaking, because he felt even more out of control than he already did.

But yeah, this post was pretty much just a stealth way of me saying how much I like Undertale and Groundhog Day and also mentioning how much I hate the hive mind alien plot devices.

Seriously. What kind of alien species would evolve to be that dependent on a single being? Surely one wrong move means their extinction, right? How could an entire species exist that long under that principle? I would kill for a movie that makes it seem like their aliens are a hive mind, but then once they kill the “queen” the drones all turn on the heroes and wail on them, and after they’re done they just biologically convert one of them into a new queen. You know, like how it actually happens in nature. Every cliche needs exactly and only one instance where another form of media points at it explicitly and laughs, and I’ve yet to see that for this damn hive mind cliche. At least go the Alien route and make the enemy a single organism, so there’s no funny business. I mean I’d also kill for more movies like Valerian where there are so many normal, human-tier aliens that just exist together in a society like actual sentient (sapient) beings. Baby steps, though. I just want good aliens.

#edge of tomorrow #groundhog day #undertale #rant #rambling #opinions #time travel #poole

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