Good Evening, Beauties And Gentlebeauties!!!

Under construction indie RP blog for various Mettatons, but mainly Underfell. Please read the rules and verses before interacting, I track the tag "deadlyshowtime." Icons used, none of the art used is mine. If you'd like your art taken down, please message me, and i'll be sure to fix that for you!

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Starter call!

((Like this post for a starter with UF!Mettaton?))

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Its been like. Four months.

This blog, previously underground-showtime, has changed into a mainly Underfell AU Mettaton blog. I’m sorry for not being here, but i just keep losing the ability to reply. Anyways, i’m here now, and fully able to RP!! This blog is still semi-selective, so i will only RP certain things with mutuals. For now to get this started, maybe lms for a starter?

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((* IM SO SORRY I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO GET ANYTHING DONE OVER THE WEEKEND I PROMISE I'LL GET THE STARTERS AND PENDING REPLIES DONE.))

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@gastfromthepast

@sansouls

Mettaton was never really sure why he continued to wander certain areas of the underground, like the old labratory. Maybe it was lingering curiousity combined with regret of not exploring them before. Perhaps it was something more. Perhaps the very essence of the place itself, some force, wanted more people to notice it. Either way, Mettaton had found himself here, and he wasn’t quite sure why.

Turning the corner, he wasn’t exactly expected to see the skeleton just standig there, muttering something to himself and not noticing that a robot had just walked into the same area as him. Mettaton, unsure of what to do, reached out to try to get his attention.  

“Hello? Are you from around here?”

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The man in black took in a sharp breath as he heard Mettaton speak, and he seemed to turn around in the blink of an eye. White, uneven pupils look the robot over warily, almost cautiously. Somehow, Mettaton looked… familiar.

Gaster, a bit unsure of himself, slowly lifts his hands to sign. Although he didn’t quite know if the other would understand, it was one of his only means of communication. ‘Hello..?’ But, how to respond to the second question? ‘I.. am from around here, yes.’ 

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Mettaton jumped slightly at the sight of Gaster’s face. He wasn’t quite expecting a skeleton, much less one that looked...like that. He fumbled on his words, not exactly sure what to do or say. The other didn’t seem to be able to speak, or possibly understand what Mettaton was saying. He did notice, however, that he was moving his hands around in what appeared to be sugn language. Mettaton silently cursed himself, he had meant to learn it recently for some of his fans, but he never had the chance...and now it was, disadvantagious, to say the least.

“Ah...I’m sorry...I can’t understand you...but, are you okay, are you from around here, do you need help? This is quite an...odd area to be in.”

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@basileus-hircum

@tendergardenruler

Mettaton grinned. Of course the king might want his presence, he was one of the most adored idols in the entire underground. But it was slightly troubling to him, and he couldn’t quite put a finger on why. Perhaps the king wanted help becoming more liked, with some well-made propoganda Mettaton could fix it! Or perhaps he was so moved by his last preformance, he just needed to congratulate him in person!! With that thought in mind, Mettaton burst through the doors of the king’s court, full of energy and power.

“Hello, Mister Dreemurr! I heard news that you wanted to see me?!”

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Mettaton smirked, flattered by the spider’s words, however passive aggressive or insincere they might be. He leaned over, absolutely sure that she genuinely cared, or at least had interest in his presence. In hearing her “discount,” however, his smirk faded slightly, reappearing as an idea came into his head.

“* Is that really the best you can do, dear? Surely you can see the publicity that might arise when news of my shopping here get out! All my most adoring fans would crowd this place and all the spider bake sales, willing to pay much more than I did. Strategy over direct money, dear.”

He surely did hope he wouldn’t have to pay the entire price. Sure, he did have the money and much more. But honestly. That price??

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   Eyes narrowed in annoyance with his comments. Was    her discount not good enough?   She had taken a whole    gold off the price, a better discount than she’d given the    human that passed through.   However,   rather than be    insulted,   she contemplated the option.   He  was quite    right on that,  after all.   If he got more people interested    in   her   situation,      then   they’d    have   the   money    necessary and more.   She might finally get  to  get the    spiders of of the things they’d always wanted. 

   Arms   folded  over   her   chest,    fingers   tapping   in    contemplation. It wasn’t a bad offer, not in the least bit.    Perhaps,   she  could even get him to do  an  ad on the    bake sale as well, get everyone to support their cause.    It was so smart,  she hated that she hadn’t thought of it    herself.

      “ Hm… Very well. If you advertise our cause,            then i’ll give you one for half off. Quite the            steal,   really.   What  do you say,   darling? ”

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“Now we’re talking, dear! Of course, it might be even better if the owner herself appeared in the advertisment! A TV commercial, perhaps. But you want people to know the face of the business as someone they can trust! Especially if we’re putting it as high-end, luxury food! Trust me, people will pay anything for that price as long as it has that name.”

Mettaton grinned. It was nice to have something else to talk about on TV, especially if he was helping out a young local business. It had so much potential, and he needed to go out of his way to help it grow! He just had to. He was so excited about the idea, he even almost forgot what he had even come here for in the first place.

“Oh, thats right. I’ll take a croissant, too.”

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@balefulblossom

Mettaton frowned. He couldn’t for the life of him remember a flower growing right outside hotland...it was quite an oddity. There weren’t any more flowers or even many plants there at all besides the lone flower. He didn’t want to try to pick it, but he at least thought it was worth noticing. He began to walk past it, continuing on his way, until he heard a voice.

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please ignore this this is awful

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((Wowowowowow what a pICKLE MY MENTAL STATE IS!!!))

((Wowee. For the moment, can any Mettaton RP blogs following me just kinda...refrain from interacting for now? I promise i'll get to you guys in a bit, but for now...just kinda...im sorry,))

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((It might be a bit until i can post the greeters, i didn't expect nearly as many new followers as i got.))

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@dynxii

Mettaton sat patiently, lying down on Undyne’s piano. He hadn’t done this in so long, and the novelty never wore off. Of course, he was slowly running out of grapes, and he might have to go see if Undyne had any in her fridge. He didn’t even really have a good reason to be here, besides his own amusement and want for attention. 

As she walked in, Mettaton resumed his grape eating, looking up to see her sigh. “Really dear? Don’t look so shocked, you’re the only person in this entire underground with a working piano in their living room.”

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“Dynasty decapitated, you might just see a ghost tonight.”

New Mettaton/EX/NEO RP/ask blog!

* Mun has 2+ years of RP experience, 1 on tumblr!

* Mostly OC/Multifandom friendly.

* Not 18+, semi-selective.

* Paragraph format, no icons as of yet.

MUN || RULES || VERSES || HOME

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YOU

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good thing ghosts can go through walls

unfortunately robots can also go through walls

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Thank you for help me draw with that idea Heheheh,Mettaton will crush everything in front of him just for one single hug from Blooky

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Anonymous asked: Could I have a starter for hapstablooky? 

 Hapstablook couldn’t wait much longer. As much as they loved their cousin, they had to be back home in time for dinner, right? It was getting cold, and Hapstablook didn’t want to have to reheat it later… 

 Hearing a knock at the door, they excitedly rushed to open it, relieved to finally be able to serve their dinner. “I was wondering when you were coming home,” they began…

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Hapstablook watched as the door opened, eyes widening at the sight of the one inside. “W-wait a minute!” Hapstablook said, looking down, then in front, then down again.

“You aren’t…. but how… this isn’t…”

Was that… another of them?

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Hapstablook tried their best to hold in a scream. It worked, somewhat, but they still emitted quite a terrified squeal frim seeing their double. This wasn’t supposed to happen, ever! Right?

They quickly floated out to where te other was floating, moving around them and looking up and down as well. It couldnt be...it was exactly them.

“Is it? This...i mean...i guess?” They managed to babble.

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@gastfromthepast

@sansouls

Mettaton was never really sure why he continued to wander certain areas of the underground, like the old labratory. Maybe it was lingering curiousity combined with regret of not exploring them before. Perhaps it was something more. Perhaps the very essence of the place itself, some force, wanted more people to notice it. Either way, Mettaton had found himself here, and he wasn’t quite sure why.

Turning the corner, he wasn’t exactly expected to see the skeleton just standig there, muttering something to himself and not noticing that a robot had just walked into the same area as him. Mettaton, unsure of what to do, reached out to try to get his attention.  

“Hello? Are you from around here?”

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Undyne : * WHAT? You broke into Napstablook’s cousin’s house!? That’s… That’s…! Hey, what was their name, anyway?

* Papyrus remembered of how happy the little ghost was during their little concert.

Papyrus : * HAPPSTABLOOK, THE HAPPY GHOST.

Undyne : * Okay, that’s DEFINITELY wrong.

Papyrus : * IT’S NOT WRONG. IT’S JUST MY HEADCANON.

(( I spent a whole day to draw all these things :’) At first, I wanted to give up but I said “Fuck I’m going to do it”. Also, I can’t draw Papyrus haha…

Inspired by this headcanon by @underwhale and this one by @rainy-days-and-tiramisu ! ))

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((I still owe three people starters, ill get to them first thing in the morning, promise!!))