#the math expert himself: aleph-0 (oc)

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temptation: the desire to do something, especially something wrong or unwise.

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decided to just put these two in the same post LMAO. why u so green professor aleph ⁉️💀

(half-assed, but trustworthy translation for the string of text in arta's ref: "what is this? why am i suddenly getting rizzed up?? :v")

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yk? when i was working on aleph's doodle aleph-0 actually started fucking playing. like it came up on shuffle (since i shuffled the playlist it's in) and it just. it's so fucking funny. anyways more sillies

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WHAT.

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Though I feel a little overwhelmed...

lil smth i wrote. there's these birthday letters in hi3 and i wanna write smth similar to that lol. none of the rgverse characters have birthdays...yet. but yea lol :333

also this takes place after the main story, whom i still haven't rlly thought out the rewrite of yet LMAOOOOOO

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Hello, Ars!

I know this is a bit silly, but I have decided to send you a little letter just because I have the wanting to tell you about something that happened today. Maybe once this letter gets to you, it might as well already be the next day, or the day after that. Who knows, though?

I know I could've typed a text message to you since the technology these days are very advanced, but I still find myself confused when it comes to this really unfamiliar technology, so I figured I'd rather write a letter instead. I hope you don't particularly mind that, Ars!

Either way, the thing I wanted to tell you is how at the school I teach at today, we celebrated Teacher's Day. It's a rather stupid occasion, in my honest opinion, and even I myself am a teacher! But this isn't about how I think Teacher's Day is stupid. This is about...something else related to that.

So you see, all of the other teachers got a lot of gifts from their students, for sure. They got bouquets, a bunch of new stuff, etc etc. I got some too, and that's the deal here.

I feel grateful for all of the gifts my students gave me, but at the same time, I can't help but feel a bit overwhelmed too. There's just so many that I had to bring home with me today. There was a lot to the point where I had to go home with a taxi instead! I usually walk home, so that was something new to me.

Though I feel overwhelmed...I can't help but feel...loved, in a sense. I know I may sound a bit...cheesy, if that's the right word, but I just can't help it. I feel loved. It's not like I didn't grew up with loving parents, no, no, no! I just...feel like that wasn't enough. Not to be ungrateful either, but the days prior to this one was rough and stressful, so receiving all of these gifts and wishes make me feel motivated again.

I hope that maybe one day, once you rule the Cantate Kingdom, you'll feel the same thing from your citizens too. :)

How has your sister and parents been lately? How has Abstruse been lately? What about Arghena? I heard she's been causing a bit of a ruckus, but I know she's trying her best to change herself.

I'll be waiting for your answer, Ars. ^^

— Aleph-0.

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two days ago was actually national teacher's day here in indonesia. tho since it was on a saturday, my school only managed to celebrate it today lol. here's an aleph, since he's a teacher himself~

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HI GUYS I'M SICK 😔😔😔 so don't expect too much "serious" art from me until then. anywayssss aleph

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HAIR DOWN YAAAA

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i say, "dump dump!" "dump dump~" "DUMP!"

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OKAY THESE ARE THE LAST ONES. FOR NOW AT LEAST. these are redraws from faruzan's collective miscellany and character demo videos!

what a stupid old woman /aff

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aleph: i think you all find me annoying in a sense. i don't know, though...

miracle: what.

pamolia: ...what?

pupa: what the fuck.

hikaru: WHY ARE YOU ALL SAYING WHAT??????

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ale ale and pupapa

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even more :3

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proseka stamp redraws #1 lol

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what'cha thinkin' about, professor?

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An Odd Night At The ThunderRiders' Base (Part 2)

dawggggg

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One knock.

Two knocks.

Three knocks.

And then silence.

A knock could be heard again, and then another knock, and another knock, and finally, one final knock, before the door opens with a creak...for some reason?

"Hello~? Anyone home? Hellooooo??????" Jakarta—I mean, Arta's voice could be heard as he and a few other people stepped into the building. "...Eh, no response." He then concluded, a sigh following his sentence. "Well we can't lose hope yet, youngster. Surely enough we'll find someone here." Aleph-0's voice was then heard.

"Hm, but where could they be?" He then asked in curiosity, scanning the lobby(?) of the base that they're in right now. "Maybe they're in the meeting room. Just my guess, though." Technicolour guessed, though he does feel slight uncertainty.

"It's...really dark in here...I can't see anything." Pamolia muttered, reaching into the pocket of her jacket and pulling out her phone, before turning on the flashlight. It's completely silent in here. No sound could be heard as the rest of the group stepped inside. "H-how scary..." Pamolia then muttered again, her legs already shaking a bit as she looked around.

"Hmph. There's no time to waste. We might as well get to the meeting room quickly. Besides, just being in this exact area gives me the creeps for no reason." Pupa said, before adding, "It's like I'm entering an abandoned place." "Haa....! D-don't say that! Now I'm even more scared...." Pamolia told him.

"Alright. Let's go." Aleph commanded, and the group then ventured further inside of the base, before going up a staircase. Along the way, Arta decided to be a little shit and try to make some conversation.

"Hm~ I never knew that the base got affected by the power out thing." He started, and for some reason, to Aleph, what he said is rather dumb. "Well obviously! Not every building around here is immune to getting their electricity cut out."

"I-I know...! It's just that- maybe they could've done it during daytime instead. If it's nighttime, then the atmosphere is a little..." Before Arta could finish his sentence, he shivers in fear. That made Pupa sigh in annoyance. "A little what, huh?"

"Uh, a little..." And there Arta goes, not being able to finish the sentence. The spirit felt even more annoyance by this. I mean, obviously, why wouldn't he be? It was Pamolia's turn to sigh. "Enough. I just want to get to the meeting room already..."

"Well luckily for you, it seems like we're almost there!" Aleph announced happily, pointing towards the sign hanging on top of a door in the distance that read: "Meeting Room". " Oh, Amazing Mighty fucking BLESSED US! FINALLY!" Pupa cried out in relief, and the loudness of his voice made Pamolia cover her ears. Well, only one of her ears, since her other hand is holding the flashlight so she can't exactly use it to cover her other one.

After a little more walking, the group finally made it infront of the meeting room. Aleph then knocked on the door.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

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"...No response." The math teacher's answer made the others anxious. "H-huh? What do you mean...?" Pamolia asked, feeling fear eat her again. "Yeah! That's impossible! Surely there should be other people around here if the door is unlocked!" Arta pointed out. "Well I guess Pamolia and Jakarta are right. Didn't you said Trojan gathered us here for...something? So it would be weird if there's nobody at all here." Pupa explained, crossing his arms as he tried to think of the possibilities.

Aleph, too, thought about it. It's weird. He got that text message from Trojan for a reason. So...where is everyone else? "How...odd. Let's just try going in instead. We're probably jumping to conclusions right now." He concluded. "Delusional." That was the only thing Pupa said as he looked at Aleph with a deadpanned expression. That comment was enough to make Aleph annoyed.

"Shut your mouth for a bit, will you, Mr. Pupa? At least have some hope that there are other people around here." He then said, before reaching to the doorknob and then turning it, before pushing the door open. And to everyone's surprise (this is sarcasm)...

Nobody in sight.

Well except one.

"Eh? Ars?" Arta muttered out in shock. "Wh- Wow! Just wow! Is he really the only person here?" Pupa asked. But his question was met with silence. "Ugh...whatever...! Let's just help him! He seems unconscious..." Pamolia suggested.

After a little while, the group finally managed to get Ars onto the couch. I guess all they need is Pupa's super cool levitation powers, but that's besides the point. Aleph turned his head to look at Ars, who is now lying on the couch, still unconscious. "There doesn't seem to be any injuries on him. What do you think, Technicolour?" He asked.

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"Technicolour?" The group then whipped their heads around the room, only to find no sight of the man with icey blue hair. "Goddamnit! We lost him! Now we have to find him!" Arta complained. "Ugh! I'll try to find him. You guys stay here with Ars. Make sure he's okay." Pupa said, getting ready to leave the room. However, Aleph immediately grabs his hand.

"No! Let me come with you." He demanded, and the light in his eyes were enough to make Pupa go silent. He froze in place, staring back at Pamolia's math teacher in shook. Pamolia and Arta could only look at them, before sharing glances at one another, unsure of what to do.

"...Mr. Pupa?" Aleph calling him managed to bring Pupa back to reality. "O-oh! Uh, n-no. You can't come. I- I don't want you in danger. Plus, Pamolia and Arta needs someone to watch over them." He told the math teacher. Arta was rather taken aback by the last part, though. "I—hey! We're not kids anymore, y'know?!" However, his comment goes unnoticed.

"Don't worry, I'll be alright. It's not like this place is haunted or anything." Pupa then said, before walking over to the door, and there he goes...