dance with the devil (results may vary)
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Almos for @moon-mage because when I saw them I immediately wanted to try draw them in paper mario style!
(sorry if I didn't do well in this style, but the last time I tried to imitate paper mario style was three years ago, so I might have gotten out of practice)
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Almos reference sheet ! My sans oc that has the same name as one of my skelesona..
He’s his own au by himself, named Missing!Half !
Credits :
Undertale belongs to Toby Fox
Almos and Missing!Half belongs to me
Info :
- the first au I’ve ever had !
- had an accident with his soul, that turned into a meshed piece of gluing thingy.
- has an eyepatch hiding his second eye ! It’s because it can’t handle sunlight :]
- has an old pink MP3, it has only one song on it called .Exe.
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*Nocturn with his back turned monologuing to Danny*
Almos: So, how long has he been going on for?
Danny: I would say a few min-HOLY SHIT
Almos: ?
Danny: Who are you-
Almos: Name's Almos number one headache to Nocty over there.
Danny: oh.
Almos: yep. wait has he stopped monologuing-
Nocturn: Almos
Almos: *Nervous sweating*
Almos: Welp Danny it was funmeetingyoubye
Nocturn: ALMOS GET BACK HERE
Almos: NEVER OLD MAN
Danny: Huh, I guess that happened.
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It wasn’t a busy morning. The sun wasn’t up yet and the stars still shone in the sky, casting their faint silvery glow alongside the full moon amongst them.
The surrounding area was rather dense with forest; pine, maples, and oaks pressed close together to make the area habitable but difficult to traverse. There was a nearby mountainous area, marking this place as somewhere that not even the more recent maps of Sinnoh mention. It made for the perfect hiding place.
The askers and anons seemed to be alone for a moment, allowing them to listen to the soft whistling of the Fall air. It was nearing winter as shown by the drop in temperature and the fact the night lasted longer.
A twig snapped.
When the askers and anons whirled around to face the possible threat, a man of high stature, standing at a mighty six-feet-two-inches, stood there. He was wearing a rather fluffy white coat that was pretty bulky and some simple black pants. His hair was a nice black color and his skin was a bit on the darker side. What was odd, however, was the blindfold he had over his eyes. Just below the bandana was a small scar over his nose and he lifted a hand up to his face to breathe in the cigar he was holding. He blew out and snuffed out the cigar, brushed some of the ash off of the extremely large scar on that hand, and “stared” ahead at the anons and askers.
At this strange man’s side stood a rather intimidating-looking Lucario. Instead of the usual blue color a Lucario would have, she was a yellow color, not to mention she had a torn ear which would often flick. The teardrop appendages attached to her head were often raised, emitting a blue fire-like aura which showed she was often using that power.
“You’re not supposed to be here.” Almos smoothly stated, his voice soft and even, though with a hint of untrusting venom. “State your business.”
He couldn’t see them, yet knew the anons and askers were there. Odd.
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Gotta love when things are coming together. Your game stops being just text and sprites in an infinite limbo. It starts being a proper VN! Very satisfying.
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4/9 for ara's board... almos
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Opinions
Nocturn:
Almos, is the single most annoying brat in the whole of the Dream Realm.
He's an insufferable hellion who only exists to make my afterlife worse.
Almos:
He's a funny old man, reeaal easy to fuck over and annoy if you know where to pick,
But he is a good father caretaker!
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