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reblogging again bc I already got some from really cute people, but it makes me unreasonably happy to read these from you SO KEEP ON SENDING THEM
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So. This surfaced on Facebook and… here ya go.
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DungeonTale is a medieval fantasy AU of that awesome game that’s Undertale by Toby Fox.
It all started with “I want to draw Asriel and Chara with an armor” then it evolved into a project with all the characters already redesigned (I’ll post them as long I make prettier and more detailed sketches like these ones) and an alternative plot that I’m still writing, whatever
While I try to write (and translate) everything down, let me share with you some facts and the guidelines of this story.
Character Designs
[Frisk and Toriel] ♥ [Chara and Asriel] ♥ [Sans and Papyrus] ♥ [Undyne, Alphys and Mettaton] ♥ coming soon -> [Asgore and Gaster][DungeonTale tag] ♥ [Official AU Blog]
Plot and characters’ insights are under the cut!
Sans and Papyrus, ready to report!
It took me longer than usual to complete these two, but I admit that I like the result.
I tried to make their design a bit cleaner and simpler than how I had represented them in the rough sketches.Obviously I updated their bios on the characters’page of the blog, so if you want to know more of their role in this AU, go here!
Final Character Designs
[Frisk and Toriel] ♥ [Chara and Asriel] ♥ [Sans and Papyrus] ♥ [Undyne, Alphys and Mettaton] ♥ coming soon -> [Asgore and Gaster]
MTT, Undyne and Alphys! (and that little shadow of Gaster)
As I said on the blog, I took me far too much time to complete all of them, again. Medieval armors are VERY hard and let’s not talk about Alphys’s anatomy, I had to redesign her clothes at least four times before finding a satisfactory result.
Mettaton was the easiest, had clear ideas about him from the start.
(I swear that the liquid behind Alphys isn’t neither coffee nor chocolate! It’s Gaster!)
As for their backgrounds, I have a lot of material to be translated, I’ll try to add it as you finish it, so keep an eye on the page dedicated to the characters’ bios!Final Character Designs
[Frisk and Toriel] ♥ [Chara and Asriel] ♥ [Sans and Papyrus] ♥ [Undyne, Alphys and Mettaton] ♥ coming soon -> [Asgore and Gaster]
I really have a lot of feelings about Hatchworth honestly… Protect him from me, he doesn’t deserve this.
Robots don’t have dreams.
That’s what The Spine told Hatchworth when he first mentioned the horrible dream he’d had while in sleep mode the night before. Hatchworth frowned as The Spine waved his concerns off, only repeating himself as Hatchworth tried to tell him. He thought maybe The Spine would understand, maybe have advice for him. The silver automaton’s flippant reply stung Hatchworth more than he thought it could.
To the man in the car across the street - I saw everything. I saw how you parallel parked like a decent human being, nice and snug with the car in front of you, realizing he had a “no parking” zone in front of him, and thus plenty of room to pull out forward. Little did you know that the man that would pull up behind you wouldn’t give you the same courtesy, pulling up within a half inch of your rear bumper, effectively trapping you between two cars.
I saw your look of frustration as you came back out to your car and realized the situation. And then, your look of resigned determination as you entered your vehicle. The red of your brake lights released and you gently bumped backwards into the offending car. A slight pull forward, careful enough not to tap the innocents in front of you. Another reverse and satisfying bump to the luxury car behind you. Your shitty 90’s Cavalier didn’t care. Another slow ease forward. And then, totally unnecessarily, one more hearty bump to the douchebag mobile before you head off into the night.
I saw it all…
…and I approve.
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Years ago in my high school AP economics class I was assigned to sit in the corner of the room where I was flanked by a handful of very popular, very lazy kids. After every exam the teacher would announce (much to my chagrin) my “high score” to the class.
After a particularly challenging exam where I only scored 93%, the teacher announced that the guy to my right (let’s call him Matt) had ALSO scored 93%, his friend behind him 90%, and the friend behind HIM 90%! Needless to say I vacillated between self-doubt and suspicion for a few days before I finally “congratulated” one of the 90%‘ers on his score. With an impish grin he admitted that his friend Matt had been cheating off me for months and “thanked” me for helping “so many people do so well” in the class. The petty revenge gears started turning in my head for what seemed like ages before I replied “no problem, I’m just glad to help!”
At the next exam I put my my paper in very clear view of Matt. He had been told that I was now willing to “help” him and his friends. I circled all wrong answers while making a special mark for the correct ones. Just before the time was up, I quickly changed my answers back when nobody was looking, turned in my exam, and smugly walked back to my seat.
What I didn’t know at the time was that the cheating conspiracy didn’t just involve the kids sitting next to me, but that my answers were written down and forwarded to the next 4 periods, all of which took an identical test.
One week later a record 22 people failed the exam. Matt empathetically remarked “Oh man, did you fail too!?” I flipped over my sheet: 100%.
Nobody ever cheated off me in that class again.
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U no they ded.
Now waiting for any Pines Twins to turn up at Beach City
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