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spraytaleau · 3 months
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  For Spraytale's birthday, I figured I'd give a bit of lore. Enjoy.
The lights buzzed in the lab with bulbs that all needed to be replaced soon. Hand written notes covered the desks and corkboards. The handwriting was complete chicken scratch, it stretched the definition of legible. Flasks and vials of unknown liquids lined the work table. The quiet tick of the clock kept time as it's face read 2:15.
   Gaster leaned forward in his chair contemplating what he was looking at, his hamds meeting at his chin like they normally did when he was lost in thought. He had already re-examined his findings numerous times, not being able to believe what he saw in front of him.
   Alphys gently knocked on the door before entering with a fresh pot of coffee. "H-hey, it's k-kinda late, a-and I thought y-you could use some c-coffee" she stuttered. She knew Gaster always stayed up late working, but he usually stopped around midnight. Both of them drank entirely too much coffee, but it's good for keeping someone awake.
   He rubbed his eye sockets, fighting off sleep. "Yes, thank you" he replied. Right as she filled his mug he downed the whole thing, the warmth and caffeine a balm to his weariness. He leaned back in his chair a moment before looking back to Alphys. "Have you heard of multiverse theory?"
   Alphys looked at him slightly confused, "yes?", she wasn't really sure how to react to that question. It was part of her curriculum in college, but she never put alot of thought into it.
   Gaster gave her an exhausted look. It's not often that Alphys saw a skeleton monster with eye bags. He held readings from his most recent machine, a photon reader. Even if it can't get any visual light, it can detect photons. Atleast, that's what Alphys understood about it.
   "There are photon hotspots where there should be nothing."
   Alphys had to look at the readings a second time after hearing that, and then a third. Just as he said, there was the evidence. In what should be a dark void of nothing, were areas absolutely filled with photons. They were like faraway cities in the darkness. And the individual locations varied slightly.
   There was something moving in each of them.
   "S-so what d-do we do ab-bout this?" Alphys asked. She started nervously shifting from foot to foot without realizing it. Thoughts of classroom discussion start filling her head. Theorizing as to possible consequences to this possibility were played around with. Reasons why it would exist, and whether or not contact would be a good idea.
   "I don't know"
   She stood there nervously for an awkward amount of time, her scaly feet were starting to get cold. "Well, w-what if we send a m-message?" she suggested. Even if it's not a good idea, she couldn't stand the silence for any longer.
   ".....it's possible." Gaster answered. "Although, it might make us a target." He pushed his glasses back up, he really needed to get them adjusted.
   Alphys almost asked why, but stopped when she thought back to her class on a different subject. Some other students thought it was interesting to debate as to why aliens haven't contacted anyone yet. Theories varied from them not existing to something called the Dark Forest Theory.
   Her professor was trying to get the class to settle down, so they agreed to explain it if everyone stayed quiet. Essentially, if there was something very dangerous in the universe, then others would be doing the smart thing by not sending out signals detailing where they were or that they exist at all.
   Alphys looked down while thinking, "so d-do we ig-ignore this?"
   Gaster poured himself another cup of coffee into his orange cat mug. He didn't know the name of the character, but it was a gift. "I don't know" he replied bluntly.
   Alphys flinched at his answer, he was always the one with the solutions. To have him not know what to do unnerved her. She started to become even more unsure of herself.
   Gaster must've noticed, he downed his coffee and continued. "These other universes might be friendly, they could even be in the same situation as us concerning the barrier."
   "So w-what you're sa-saying is..." she started to ask.
   "If that is the case, we could pool together our collection of human souls and break both barriers. One at a time" he answered. His mug was still warm from his last cup of coffee. He held it for a bit to warm his hands. He considered getting another cup, but held off.
   "H-how do we de-decide wether to con-contact them or n-not?" Alphys asked. She considered pouring herself a cup. Just the smell was making her awake and alert though.
   Gaster finally gave in and poured another cup. "I wish I knew"
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   Some kind of morning talk show was playing on the TV as Gaster sat in his recliner. He put down his mug of coffee, this time in a baseball mug, on the end table so he could read the newspaper. The sound from the TV made for good background noise.
   A large chunk of the Underground collapsed recently, and there was reports about it everywhere. Though resources were limited, efforts were made to help survivors. Some of their stories were in the paper.
There was a note about how one child teleported himself and his brother to safety.
   Gaster nearly fell out of his chair when he read that. He had to read it again to make sure he was seeing it correctly. He sat slack jawed as he read the rest of the article. This child was so young, they were still in stripes. His brother he saved was even younger.
   He put the paper down, considering his options. Was the irresponsibility of sending a child into danger worth it to potentially set everyone free?
   Would he forgive himself if he did that to someone?
          Would he forgive himself if he didn't try to break the barrier that had trapped them for thousands of years?
   He looked again that the paper long and hard, weighing the ethics of each option. What if he trained the kid to do this when they got older? What if it was safer than they thought? Could he make something to assist in case of emergencies?
   No matter what he did, he would likely regret it.
   He sighed heavily, resigning himself to what he felt he had to do. He picked up his phone and texted Alphys.
   "Locate and contact Sans Serif. Hire him for the lab."
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Frisk ends the encounter with Shyren and has a new ringtone.
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spraytaleau · 2 years
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Shyren and Frisk hum together
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The text tool is hard to use for placing text right where I want it. I might only use it for fight scenes.
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spraytaleau · 2 years
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Update❤
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spraytaleau · 2 years
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Sorry for the unintended hiatus. I have returned.
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spraytaleau · 3 years
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Suddenly! A hotdog stand... also someone forgot to clean the snow off the roof of the stand.
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Chapter 3: Waterfall
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Frisk finally enters Waterfall, they get separated from Chara though.
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Update🎶
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Apparantly I timed this part perfectly because tomorrow is Let Papyrus Say Fuck Day.
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Update🎉
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Update time🎶
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"Time to split up gang!" - Fred from Scooby Doo
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Update time🎶
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Spraytale update
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I've started drawing with medibang. Hopefully it can help me out of the massive art block I've been having. I might upload panels individually from now on.
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