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seertale · 4 years

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Monsters of the Underground

Sans: SeerTale Sans(about 8) is a shorter(3'5") and fluffier Sans. His eyes are blue(left) and red(right). He wears a black t-shirt and keeps a gray non-zip sweatshirt tied around his waist in case he gets cold in the snow. His boots are navy blue and he wears khaki shorts. He loves his brother, Papyrus, though he gets nervous around those bigger than him unless he knows them. This includes Asgore whenever he visits with his dad. Despite everything, Little Scientist is often the smartest, sometimes smarter than his father, and likes to dress up in a lab coat and pretend to be a scientist when at the Lab with Gaster. This gives him the nickname, "Little Scientist."

Papyrus: SeerTale Papyrus(about 7½) is tall and lanky, a few inches taller(becoming 3'8") than Sans. His eyes are yellow(left) and red(right). He finds shirts to be annoying sometimes and you can often find him running around with no shirt on, though his usual shirt is white. He rarely wears sweatshirts but wears salmon boots and light blue jeans. He is quite outgoing and likes to talk to strangers, often helping Sans open up to certain people. He'd do anything for his older brother and wants to, for some odd reason, be a pirate(?) when he grows up, so he is often called, "Young Pirate" or "Papyrite" because Sans tried making a pun with it. He'll sometimes carry around a fake plastic sword and, when he feels like playing, will point it at something and yell at the top of his nonexistent lungs, "Drop and give me your booty!"(still, ?) This confuses strangers but Sans usually answers the call and pretends to be a scientist that Papyrus captured to track down the buried treasure.

Gaster: SeerTale Gaster(6') is still the Royal Scientists, though he has not fallen into the core yet. When he is at work, he is decked with a suit under a lab coat in case he needs to take it off for something professional. At home, he wears casual black sweatpants and a blue hoodie that will later be given to Sans. His eyes are purple(left) and orange(right), causing Sans to often stand to Gaster's left and Papyrus to the right. His skull has not cracked yet either, though he made the holes in his palms diamonds instead of circles(for effect, as he claims). He is reserved but protective and trustworthy. When he goes to work, he often leaves his kids to be watched by Grillby, though he will sometimes take Sans to work with him when Sans is feeling a bit blue or green.

Grillby: SeerTale Grillby(5'9") is a flame monster who runs a restaurant in Snowdin town. He likes casual clothes, usually being found with an assortment of hoodies and jeans. His fire fades from red to blue(top to bottom, not stripes), but doesn't seem like something special unless you're new(there are a lot of colorful things and any relatives that he has are about the same: fading from one color to another). He is kind and will do anything for anyone, including pay Sans and Papyrus to have them run around and take orders, if only to keep them distracted so they don't break things. If something bad were to happen, you can see him in front of everyone with a weapon he never really wants to take out again. His armor is sitting on a rack somewhere in his home. Both his armor and his weapon are made to have his fire curl around them and prevent people from hurting him as easily(only his magic fire is dangerous), though he never wears his armor these days.

Asgore: SeerTale Asgore(7'5") is the king of the underground. His armor is purple and said to be a dyed diamond. His tridents glow indigo and he keeps the crown crest on his chest in black, sticking out against his light blue cape and clothing. He is upset with humans most of the time after they killed his children, Chara and Asriel, but he struggles to keep a grudge sometimes, more focused on killing humans only when one falls. When there is no human, he is more focused on keeping all of the monsters safe and some science projects that his science team is working on, including artificial souls and bodies. The grudge with humans changes when he finds out about Marintha being a Soul Seer, letting her live in his castle and guide children who fall. He promises not to hurt them while they look for other ways to break the barrier.

Toriel: SeerTale Toriel(7') is the goat mom of the underground. She wears the royal robes(blue with a black crest on the front) no matter where she is. Often being distressed when the two most recent humans leave without her knowledge, she does her best to keep up on whether or not Asgore has claimed the two souls. She eventually goes back to the castle when she finds he let Maritha live in the castle to guide children and he promises not to harm them. After that, she works alongside Marintha, often visiting the ruins to get any fallen children while Marintha guides them to different spots.

Muffet: Seertale Muffet usually wears a white to pink fade silk dress(spider silk to be exact) and doesn't seem as intent on killing humans for being "stingy with their money". She still runs a cafe but will only attack if you tick off her friend, Grillby, or attempt to hurt someone. You can donate often in your time in the underground and the spiders will deliver treats and food to you for free in battles if you happen to be in one. She is kind and a wonderful cook, often working with Grillby to sell treats and food, thanks to complaints from numerous humans about her only selling desserts. Unlike in UnderTale, She does not sell a spider doughnut for 9999 gold.

Undyne: SeerTale Undyne is much more peaceful in this world, though still able to duplex a boulder. She doesn't wear her armor as often, finding herself able to defend easier with just her spears. She wears a red tank top and leggings. The royal crest is on the shoulder of her armor to mark her as a royal guard. She may be aggressive towards humans but, once she finds out Marintha is a Soul Seer, she changes to protect any humans from those like Elinada. Being kind to almost all monsters(except Jerry) and protective over everyone she cares about, she will throw herself in front of Grillby, if Grillby happens to be there. Her spears remain blue to remind her of Waterfall, the spot she likes most.

Alphys: SeerTale Alphys is quite smart and likes to help teach Sans about certain things. Her scales fade from yellow to orange(top to bottom) and she is usually adorned with a lab coat, though if she wants something else, she will wear a nice looking dress. In SeerTale, she is more confident, being capable of getting rid of her stutter without much of a problem. She still has a crush on Undyne and loses some confidence when talking to her, but eventually gains enough confidence to successfully flirt with her.

Mettaton: SeerTale Mettaton is the rectangle he is, just changing his board to be more colorful. He finds little sympathy for Marintha until he finds out from a broadcast by Asgore that she is a Royal Seer.

Elinada: Elinada(16 years, 4’7”) is a murderous human who was pulled down into the underground by Maritha. She was the one that pushed Marintha into the underground. She knows what the humans have done to the monsters and has the sense to kill anyone and everyone who isn't a monster. She has pretty dark brown hair, with practically black eyes, and what was naturally tan skin that got pale from the underground. A dark hoodie was pretty established, and she has light denim jeans. Wears grey and white sneakers. She knows that Marintha is in the underground and attempts to hunt down and kill her, not knowing that she’s blind.

Marintha: Marintha(18 years, 5’) is the human who is pushed down into the underground and found to be a Soul Seer. Her left hand was burned off when some boys pushed her into a fire(whether it was accidental or on purpose is unknown) and replaced with a cybernetic one. Because of the fire, a scar from the burn goes halfway up her forearm and she doesn't really like being touched by Grillby due to him being a fire monster. She has blue eyes and brown hair and usually keeps the scar and hand a secret, hiding it with long sleeves and gloves or pockets until she decides to open up. Her attire when she falls is a galaxy sweatshirt tied around her waist, dark blue jeans tucked into black and gray boots and a gray t-shirt. Once the armor is made for her, it is crafted to look like a galaxy when the light shines on it just right to express her ever-growing knowledge due to her being a seer. Its helmet is shaped to have wolf ears as if to help her blend in with monsters. The chest piece has a blade-proof soul container for her soul to rest if she ever encounters a battle. This is so, if her body is not saveable, a monster can pick up her soul and they can put it into a new body, much like with Mettaton. The shoulders have spikes coming off them and her gauntlets are adorned with small barbs to cause more damage when punching someone, only if needed. The Royal Crest is adorned on the chest. Everything else follows the main shape of her body but remains extremely flexible, allowing her to move quickly if she needs it. They tested her armor so it is gaster-blaster proof for a short period of time. Marintha is kind, even through her blindness, though she can sense which soul is who. This is how she properly avoids enemies unless she has guards with her. Once she becomes the Royal Seer, she guides the children Toriel bring around the castle, bringing them to different spots safely and making sure they don’t encounter Flowey, all waiting for the barrier to break so they can go home.

Soul Seers: here

Monsters of the Underground: You are here

Prologue: here

Chapter 1: here

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topazshadowwolf · 7 years

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Dadster (Chapter 7)

The Great and Wonderful Dr. W.D. Dadster

With the best story title, ever, if he must say so himself. Clearly it will go down in his-story

An Undertale Fanfiction by: Topaz Shadowwolf Undertale is owned by: Toby Fox Rating: Teen for mild cursing, violence and to give me some wiggle room for later down the road Heads up: Cursing, violence … not all sure, still in development AO3 Ch 1 Ch 2 Ch 3 Ch 4 Ch 5 Ch 6

Random notes: Hey! I know it’s been awhile since I posted a chapter of this story. I just was feeling a little discouraged. Anyway, I’ll try to get back to writing this story more often because I really love it.

Chapter 6: I... I wasn’t expecting that, honestly...

Gaster doubted it was over. He won a battle but not the war. Chara knew about his son and his secret lab. How long did he have? That would depend on Chara. In all truth, he didn't know if she would try anything else, or if he was just being paranoid. But he felt he needed to move from this lab and hide all sensitive documents.

As far as he knew, he still had a few locations in his lab that the human child knew nothing about. They were nothing but simple closet like spaces to store equipment and documents. Is it suspicious? Oh yes! Had he known another scientist with a lab like this he would wonder what they were up to. But Gaster trusted himself.

Well, yes, he did somehow beat the odds, create a life with the intent on turning said life into an instrument of war. But he clearly had enough moral fiber to turn back from that project. Thus, he reasoned, he should be allowed to have a work space like this. A shame it might no longer be so private

He gathered every note he had on Sans and opened the top drawer of the filing cabinet. Lifting the false bottom, he stored all that precious data away. Burning it might be a better option later, but right now he would have no means to cover up the smell of smoke or reasonable place to hide the ashes.

(Besides, there is always the off chance he might want another.)

Picking Sans up, his ethereal hands grabbed up all the baby items and shoved them into the hidden closet spaces. He would have to hide everything for now, and hope to move it to his new location later. Luckily Sans is easy to entertain and sleeps a lot. A few hours without toys should pass fairly well.

There was nothing he could do for the makeshift crib or children’s bookcase. He will just have to think of a reasonable lie for both if Chara leads Asgore here. Luckily for him, the king will believe nearly anything he tells him. If all the children's books and blankets are hidden away there won't be any evidence against his claim. Now he had a new problem. Moving Sans through the facility unseen, and (more importantly) where to move him.

After some thought he decided on wing A. No one used that lab wing anymore. It was the first wing of the true lab, after the decision to not expand the upper level. It wasn't until he justified the need for more space that the other wings added. So, all the equipment was old, and the offices were small, compared to the newest ones.

Destination decided, he then bundled the small skeleton up and placed him in a box. Perhaps it wasn’t the most dignified way to move his son; but, feeling rushed, it was the only answer he had. Sans, luckily, was ready for a nap now that his dad is here and whatever trauma he went through was over.

The two made their way through the facility, mostly unbothered. Gaster was happy for this. It appears his mood from earlier left an impact. Unfortunately, this was not to last, a bird looking monster in a lab coat approached with a feline, dress in CORE engineer uniform.

“Sir,” she trilled, “I know you are busy, but you need to see these numbers.”

“It can wait,” he said, walking passed.

“No, it can’t,” snapped the engineer. He quickly moved in front of Gaster and waved the papers in his face. “Now, ya might have this lot bowing to ya as if yer the king, but that ain't going to work with me!”

Gaster was taken aback by this, “Clearly. Make your point, but lower your voice, if you would so kind. I have a skull ache.” In truth, he felt Sans move in the box. Last thing he needed was his son waking and crying.

“I don't care if yer head pops off! My workers are in danger, have been in danger. The CORE is overheatin’ and anytime I ask if ya know, they turn me away.”

“Let me see those,” Gaster said, handing the box he was holding over to the bird monster. He took the papers and read them over. He was surprised by the readings. “There seems to be more strain on it.”

“There's more monsters than there used ta be,” the engineer said, “more things usin’ energy too. We are maintainin’ her well, but she can't keep this up. And I don't think I need to tell you what could happen if she broke.”

“No, you don't,” he thought for a moment, “for now we will have to limit energy use. Shorter day cycles too. I won't kill monster kind to have less light for a while, considering we nearly spent a year in the dark.” Gaster then looked at the Head Engineer of The CORE, “I will look for solutions in the meantime.”

“Thank ya,” the feline nodded and turned away, mumbling, “‘bout flippin’ time, gotta do everthin’ m’self.”

Gaster started to make his way again, looking over The CORE’s recent temperatures and maintenance reports. He was sure he had developed a strong enough coolant. Were they using a bad batch? Nope. The engineer's report states they not only check the quality of the coolant, but switch it as well.

“Sir, your box?” The bird monster called out to him.

Box?

SANS!

The speed at which he turned nearly left him dizzy as he all but ran back to retrieve his son. Sans must have made a sound or moved as the bird monster started to lift a flap. Before she could see in, he placed the reports and his hand on the top of the box.

With an empty socket stare, he said slowly, “Thank you, for bringing these concerns to my attention. And thank you, also, for holding my box.” The bird hesitated, “I believe this is when you say, ‘you’re welcome.’”

“Oh, uh, you’re welcome, Doctor,” she said, surrendering the box to Gaster.

He looked at her for a moment, not wanting to leave it at this. After all, she did make sure that this was brought to his attention. The safety of monster kind is more important to him than providing them with energy. If no solution is found, he’d rather shut The CORE down than have it break.

He lit his eye sockets, giving her two white dots to look at verses empty darkness. “I have a task for you. Find everyone who turned the engineer away. I have made myself available, and by no means would I be too busy to deal with any problems with The CORE.”

Having lights in his eyes again seemed to relax her, “Of course, Doctor. I’ll get on that right away.” With an approving nod, Gaster turned to resume moving Sans to the A wing.

Just as he was rounding the corner a voice called out from behind him, “Doctor, you have a, uh, royal visitor.”

“AS EXPECTED!” Gaster called back, “tell our king that I will be there right away!”

“D-doctor, about that-”

“Just tell him,” he said picking up his pace. He needed to stash his son somewhere, stat. Luckily, King Asgore was not an impatient monster.

He was most of the way down the hall when there was a loud pop. From above green, shimmering, magic bullets, in the shape of stars and planets with rings, filter down before fizzling out of existence. With Gaster’s health already at full, any that touched him did nothing.

A black banner unfurled before him, the words “Welcome To The Space” was written in large, white, painted letters. (Squeezed in at the end was “Department”. Gaster didn't see it till later). Around the words was an almost accurate depiction of the night sky.

“Welcome, Doctor Gaster!” A dark blue, monitor lizard monster with bright green stripes said. “My name is Doctor M. R., the current head of the Space Department by default. Since, you know, you never assigned anyone else here.”

Space Department? When did his lab have a Space Department? He thought hard as she continued talking. And then he remembered the day he assigned someone to a nonexistent department. (You know, back at the beginning of the project to make a weapon) The information he gathered, about the social requirements for a young monster to grow up stable, was hers.

Before now, he didn’t notice she was leading him down the hall to lab A-1. In it was a few interesting inventions. As he looked around he started listening again, “Now, I know I have been fudging the numbers. Claiming there are 3 people in this department, but that is the least amount of people required for a department to be valid. It is annoying trying to collect the check though, as each time they have no idea I’m working here. Which is fine by me, really, I don’t mind working alone. But, moving on, I only take my pay and use the rest to fund my experiments. Making this, over all, the cheapest but among the more useful departments. Seeing has how space travel is currently out of the question, I feel I have enough time to fully explore how space travel would be possible. Also, how we could potentially colonize a new planet.” She waved a hand over to a variety of plants, “Those are some surface plants that were brought down as seeds. As you can see I cultivated-”

“How much of this does Asgore know about?” Gaster asked, sure that Asgore never would have funded this “department.”

“Uh… well, not much. I keep my reports to him very vague. And use…,” she hummed a soft tone before continuing, “words that may go over his kingly head. Not an easy task, mind you. On paper this is the ‘Astro-exploratory, Quantum Physics and Mechanics Department for a Brighter Tomorrow.’ I thought the end part added a nice flare.”

“How did you know I was coming?” Gaster looked at Doctor M. R.

She waved her hand to a screen, on it was several views of the hall, rooms, and even the lab they were in, “my monitors. I have the entire wing under surveillance for just this moment.”

“For… just the moment I might walk down here?”

“I have to make sure to give you a proper welcome,” she smiled big, humming to herself in contentment. As Gaster continued thinking in silence the lizard fidgeted nervously.

“If Asgore were to walk in now, what wouldn't you show him?” Gaster said and watched for her reaction.

She pointed her index fingers at him as if they were guns, in a playful manner, while she smirked, “don't you mean: what would I show him?” When Gaster was slow to respond, she cleared her throat, “I mean, I have a few things that don't fall in the more… theoretical… it is hard to prove this departments worth, but I assure you, Doctor, if you don't shut this de-”

“Who said anything about shutting this down? I CLEARLY had reason for creating this department,” Gaster bluffed his way through. He then handed the box containing Sans to her. “Keep him safe and make sure no one knows about him, or I will shut this down. Understand?”

“Yeeeees?” She looked a little confused, then looked at the box as he started to walk away.

“Give away my secret and I will do the same to you.” Gaster added, loudly, as he walked down the hall.

“Your secret is safe with me!” She called back, almost singing it. She said something more, but he didn't have time. Asgore may be a patient king, but he won't wait forever.

Doctor Melody Of The River (or M. R. or just Dr. R. as she often signs her name) had poked her head out of the lab and said, “Wait! Did you say him?” But Doctor Gaster obviously didn't hear her or cared. With a sigh, she walked over to a table to set the box down.

On her way there, she could have sworn she a sound… a very distinct sound. The kind of sound that anyone with a strong paternal instinct reacts to. Setting the box on the table she opened it, and, despite knowing what she heard, was surprised.

Two, half opened eye sockets looked up at her with two fuzzy eye lights. The small skeleton wiggled, as if trying to stretch, but the blanket he was wrapped in was preventing such movement. In the effort, he made a few small grunts before sighing and giving up.

“Who puts a baby in a box? Come here, you,” River reached in and picked the child up. Last she heard, Gaster never remarried after his wife died. To top that off, there was no rumor of a lover of any kind, and she was certain she heard he was the last skeleton alive.

So then… where did this one come from?

(In truth, she had an idea. After all, she worked with theatrical science. She knew something can’t just appear from nothing, and she heard the rumors of Gaster hurting his hand doing something no one knew anything about. Still, even to her, it seemed farfetched.)

A light and a beep let Doctor R. know someone was walking down the hall. Glancing up, she saw the human child of the royal family on the monitors running this way. Well, it is a good thing Doctor R. had researched many different monster types. She knew the perfect hiding spot.

Gaster hurried to the upper lab, and what he saw was not King Asgore. No, that was, definitely, not the King. But it was indeed a “royal visitor.” A very annoyed and angry one. One that he would not have kept waiting for this long had he known.

“Your Majesty,” Gaster said as he walked forward, keeping a calm demeanor.

Queen Toriel’s burgundy eyes, like two garnets, looked right at him with a glare that nearly made him recoil. Chara chose well in picking this boss monster to confront Gaster. Asgore was not a bad ruler, but he was very tolerant. Toriel, on the other hand, was the type who won’t stand for nonsense, and was a mother bear when it came to defending her children.

“Cut the crap,” she said with a snarl. She bent over slightly to stare Gaster right in the eye sockets. She made sure she wasn’t looming over him as she glared with a flame in her eyes, that he knew not to ignore. Gaster respected that about her, when it came to matters like this, she didn’t use her position and height to intimidate. As if she needed those to threaten someone, especially someone who knew her before being underground. “Right now, I want to talk like we did back during the war. No titles, no obligatory niceties, and none of that sugar coating or dropping of relevant details you do for my husband.”

Well, this is happening…

Placing his hands in his lab coat pockets, Gaster looked back at Toriel. “Then, Toriel, what can I do for you?”

“Why did my child come home, crying, saying you threatened them,” Toriel stood back to her full height and looked down at him, most likely to spare her back.

She wanted him to be straight forward with her, then that’s what she’ll get. With a casual shrug he said, “What was your child doing unsupervised in my lab?”

“That doesn’t give you the right to terrorize them!” Toriel snapped, “They came home, looking as pale as a ghost!”

So, Chara made the transition from ‘her’ to ‘them.’ Fine, he’ll respect that. “You’re lucky they didn’t come home just a soul.” Toriel snarled and Gaster continued, giving her a deadpan stare, “My lab is not safe for children.”

“They said you threatened them,” Toriel’s fangs gleamed as she exposed more of them when her lips curled back. As a skeleton, he tends to notice teeth, horns, and other bits of bone that protrudes from his, more fleshy, fellow monsters. Yet, before this moment, he never considered how sharp Toriel's fangs appeared.

(Despite Toriel's and Asgore being “goat monsters” and having some resemblance to the herbivore; calling them as such can result in a short sightedness. After all, what goat has large paws? Or fangs? This is something Gaster is learning.)

“L-Lady, I mean,” Everyone who wasn't watching with interest now was. Not only did Gaster, the proud, self-secured, skeleton he was just stutter, but he took a hesitant half step backwards while holding out his hand defensively; clearly wanting to escape.

But that notion was denied, as Toriel reach out and grabbed him by his coat, holding him in place. “Why, old friend,” she uttered venomously, “are you trying to flee? Perhaps you are guilty of something?”

‘This is how I die,’ Gaster thought, ‘surrounded by backstabbers who’d rather gawk than help. All the while Sans, my son… Sans!’

What would happen to his son if he died here? (Not that Toriel would actually kill him. Well, she might have, had she wittiness what occurred earlier.) He didn't want Sans to be orphaned. What would they do if they figured out his secret? Would they treat him as the child he is? Or as the thing he was originally going to be?

Gaster narrowed his eye sockets, glaring back at Toriel, “Are you insinuating something? Is there a crime you think I am guilty of?”

“According to Chara, you have a child locked up in a secret lab downstairs,” Toriel’s hand was trembling with pent up rage.

“Nonsense! While I will confess to having my own private section of this facility, I would never lock up a child! Monster or human, at that.”

Toriel watched his face carefully, looking for any hints of lying. Not seeing anything she released him, “It didn’t seem like something that Chara would just make up. Children have their imaginations, but that is beyond what I’ve normally heard from them.”

Gaster straightened his jacket, calming his nerves further in the process. “Well, if I had to guess,” he started, looking down at himself before looking back up at the Queen, “your child misunderstood what it is I am working on.”

“Is that so?” She folded her arms, face relaxing slightly, but the anger was still present. “Well, then, why don’t you show me what it is you are working on? And this ‘private section.’”

“Of course, if you would follow me,” Gaster turned, his gut instincts were right about moving labs. Toriel will be more skeptical, and thus, harder to convince than Asgore, but she can be reasoned with.

As they descend into the lab, Gaster ignored the stares as he passed by his workers. Let them gawk. This was a make or break moment, and his son remaining hidden would depend all on a monster he knew nothing about.

“Hello there, Chara,” Dr. R. sang out more than spoke, “It is an honor-”

“Where is it?” Chara snapped.

This was intriguing to the lizard monster, and she tilted her head, “Where is what?” Dr. R hummed, “Wouldn’t have happened to hear of my latest project? And here I thought it was kept a secret.”

“I’m talking about the thing Gaster brought you,” Chara huffed.

The lizard monster brightened up, “Oooh that! Well, I’m surprised you would find interest in it. But if that is what you want to see, if you would just follow me~”

With a simple wave of a claw like hand, she gestured for the human child to follow. They walked together from the lab and down the hall a short way. Dr. R lead the human to a room with filing cabinets, “Now, I put that box in one of these….” She hummed, “but I can’t remember which.”

“He was just here, how did you forget?” Chara sighed, “Look, I don’t want to hurt it, I just want to see what it can do.”

“Not sure I understand,” Dr. R. frowned, “But the box is somewhere in here… Shall we look?” She smiled brightly, and the human sighed and started opening drawers. All the while Dr. R. hummed an unheard song, sometimes singing a lyric or two.

Just Chara’s luck, the box was in the last cabinet checked. It was time wasted, but there was something that needed to be confirmed, and only by interacting with the thing would Chara know. Taking a deep breath, eager to relax, Chara reached over to lift the box flaps.

#Undertale #Fanfiction #Gaster #Sans #Toriel #Random Characters #Chara #One character that might seem like an OC but really isn't #Kinda is now #but that wont always be #Asgore was supposed to show up #But he had kingly things to do #Random tag #another random tag that has nothing to do with the story #Not sure what I'm doing with my life #The Door's next chapter is almost done #And I hope to finish up False Hope soon

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