THE SENTINEL FROM THE SURFACE

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[sentinelfromthesurface]

"Yeah I lied I killed him."

[sentinelfromthesurface]

“...”

“Why the fuck are you people still following this blog? It’s still dead as shit. Quantico’s busy living it up on some tropical island with his robot buddies.”

“Come follow me instead, I have guns.”

[sentinelfromthesurface]

So I’m making it official as of now.

This blog is over. I don’t want anything to do with this fanbase anymore and I’ve lost my muse for this character entirely. This blog will be archived and you can go ahead and unfollow if you wish.

As for what happened to Quantico?

It escaped. It went to the surface, it found the railgun, and it went to some secluded corner of the Earth to live in peace. Away from the Underground, and away from Humans. Maybe Knight-Knight went with him, but that would be up to her mun. A very paraphrased story I know but I honestly can’t bring myself to go ahead and write out the ending I’d always planned for it.

If anyone wants me I am available on @aliascomrade and @drtoaster

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[lilpanickylegs-deactivated20230]

yeah, im getting kicked out lmao. its honestly a huge mess and i have two weeks to find $1,300 and $700 by the 20th.

please reblog, literally anything helps.

[sentinelfromthesurface]

Unfortunately pal with a post like that you kinda fall into the shitty person category yourself. Far more good than bad here, but you want to be a negative nancy about little things and badmouth a whole community for it. Good riddance.

“That’s not to say there’s not good people her. here have been some brilliant RPers on her and I appreciate every single one of you.”

I even included both the spelling mistakes for authenticity.

Now I’ll admit, my previous post did focus on the negatives, but that’s because it was a short post that was just to outline why I haven’t been posting, and what I dislike.

 I said there were good people on here. I’m in a group chat on Skype full of them, and Undertale has given rise to one of my most popular OCs, one that people seriously seem to enjoy. There’s good fan art, good story ideas, there are good aspects, and I admit I did gloss over that in my initial post. So there you have it, there’s good stuff.

There’s just also a lot more shit than I’m willing to deal with. This fandom has basically made me regret enjoying something to the point where I feel ashamed to admit I enjoy it. Not necessarily the entirety of the fandom, but a good deal of it.

But if that makes me a “negative nancy about little things” who will  “badmouth a whole community” then so be it. 

I’ve honestly run out of fucks to give mate, and if you can’t even bother to come off anon and face me then I can’t even be bothered to try and dredge up some facade of caring about your opinion of me.

TL:DR; didn’t badmouth the whole community, did gloss over the good stuff admittedly, more garbage than I personally am willing to deal with, I’ve run out of fucks to give.

[sentinelfromthesurface]

Yeah I know literally the post before last said I hadn’t abandoned this blog but let’s face it I kinda have.

Basically I’m sick of this fandom and the amount of garbage in it.

That’s not to say there’s not good people her. here have been some brilliant RPers on her and I appreciate every single one of you.

But what as once a decent fanbase with great ideas has degenerated into an utter shitshow. One that’s taken a great game with loveable characters and taken a huge fucking diarrhea dump on it.

Between shitty people and shitty aus and shitty Sans spam I’ve kinda had enough. There are more reasons but I don’t wanna delve deep.

The long and short is don’t expect pots from Quantico any time soon. I honestly don’t know if I wanna be involved in this fanbase anymore.

[sentinelfromthesurface]

i am curious have you heard about babyabbiestar's au candytale if so what candy do you think quantico would be in that world

((Take your au tresh and get outta my house

Seriously there’s such a thing as too many AUs. I’m honestly sick of the amount of Undertale AUs.

It’s half the reason I’ve abandoned this blog.))

[sentinelfromthesurface]

((Heyo.

Not abandoned this blog.

Will try and make time to do some replies soonish))

[sentinelfromthesurface]

Like this for a starter ??))

[beoman90]

The canine monster held out his paw and shaked the robot’s hand “Nice ta meet'cha Quantico sorry fer da thing a said b'fore; I had an argument with a friend'o mine and a was a lotta nervous… Aanyway ar'ya some kinda robot or somthin’? A didn’t think there was others besides Mettaton. And ya said ye'r a sentinel…so it makes ya some sorta colleague of mine? After all I’m a Royal Guard” Kaynine smiled, and pointed a finger on the back of his singlet, where a delta rune can be seen.

[sentinelfromthesurface]

The Sentinel gave a slow nod, seeming to take no hard feeling for what the canid monster had said. It didn't seem to have taken offence in the slightest.

*"You apology is unnecessary, but accepted all the same." *"Affirmative. I am a human made artificially intelligent machine." *"Perhaps a little too artificially intelligent, hence my abandonment of the humans and their cause."

It shrugged, looking a little embarrassed as it was questioned about its title.

*"As much as I would like to say so, I am not affiliated with the Royal Guard. I considered joining but..." *"As something of surface origin I feel it would not be my place, in a way."

[sentinelfromthesurface]

-[Closed for journal-from-the-void]-

[journal-from-the-void]

*Travis blushed, a bit and smiled as he was complimented by the metal man* “Aw shucks, aint no need to be talkin me up”

*When told about the weapon, Travis cocked his head, and crossed his arms* “hmmm a piece of you is frozen in the side?…maybe i can help, where is it?”

[sentinelfromthesurface]

*"Not a part of me per say." *"The device is called a Railgun. It was a key factor in my escape from the facility where the humans kept me."

*"During the fall from the mountainside, it was lost to me. However, my recent endeavour to create a drone to explore the surface, has revealed its location.* It sounded quite proud of itself for making this discovery, but slowly grew nervous, optics darting back and forth.

*"If I show you the pictures I have taken with the drone, I must ask you not to reveal them to any others." *"At first I felt I should share the images of the surface with the Monsters down here..." *"But now I fear it will just make them mourn their lack of freedom further."

[sentinelfromthesurface]

Okay now, fair warning.

I have a full on project due in Monday for college. I’ve done virtually no work on it. I need to finish it.

I’m basically gonna take the next three whole days to bust it out.

This means no replies, and little activity chat wise for a good two to three days. Please be patient with me during this time and normal blogging should resume shortly after.

[generalsinner-deactivated201704]

Nodding as the machine explained itself, A. silently stretched his back, popping the vertebrae back into place. Not searching for Sans nor Paps then.

*Quantico, huh? nice name. and coming from the Surface, nontheless?

A little smile blossomed as what served of eyes to the machine seemed to curve -he couldn’t be too sure, as his own eyes weren’t really in a good shape anymore.

*I’ve known them since forever, but I haven’t been back here in quite a while. It must have been years since I last step foot in Snowdin, so I think they forgot about good ol’ me.

Stepping closer to the robotic being, A. slowly morphed himself back to the tallest height he used in the Underground, be it 5′9. A slight pout formed on his face when he realized he was still too short to even reach its chin. Not fair. And here he had thought he was one of the tallest around there.

still too tall, Quan. can i call you Quan? is that alright?

A. had always been told he was too friendly with strangers, but this gigantic mass of metal seemed to be a good kind of machine; was it alright to give it a nickname after less than five minutes of talking? Shruging internally, the ‘skeleton’ soldiered on with another smile, bouncing on his toes as he turned around and started walking in direction of Snowdin again.

*i come from the surface too, but i fell down a long, long time ago; most of the younger monsters like Sans, Papyrus and even Undyne weren’t even born yet.

[sentinelfromthesurface]

It nodded in return, pointing upwards as if to further affirm its claim.

*"Affirmative. I originate from the Surface. I was created by the humans for defense..."

It decided not to mention what it was built to defend against. That topic could make things turn sour very, very fast even if it did explain it no longer served its intended purpose.

*"Intriguing. Are you a relative of theirs? Your form appears similar. I have seen family groups of monsters share similar traits before." *"It would seem a fairly logical conclusion that you may be a relation, considering you noted that you have known them 'since forever'."

It watched curiously as he began to shift and morph. It seemed outwardly unphased by the development, but the sensor in the centre of its visor began to blink, as its tactical scanner activated and recorded this new data.

*"My height is necessary. It allows me to carry all the required equipment to function within my frame."

It seemed to consider, then nodded.

*"Quan is a suitable abreviation. It is, as you say, 'alright'."

It immediately moved to follow after him, metal feet crunching in the snow. It was too curious now to simply let him leave, particularly considering his last statement. It needed to head back towards Snowdin anyway. It had wandered far from its home and should probably be heading back.

*"Intriguing. I have never heard of a monster coming from the surface." *"By my estimation you must be of similar age, or older, to Gerson. He owns the shop in Waterfall." *"He was a powerful warrior during the human-monster conflict. I assume you are aware of him."

[beoman90]

Kaynine was just taking a walk after a big argument with his friend Filch. He didn’t noticed the robot until they spoke to him.

“ It’s very funny ye'r askin’ ta me to identify myself…normally a’m da one who makes da questions ‘round here… Aanyway, the name’s Kaynine who ar'ya? ”

The dog monster was trying to identify the strange individual

[sentinelfromthesurface]

*"Is it not commonplace to ask a new acquaintance their identification?"

The mechanoid tilted its head as it spoke, its optics flickering as it seemed to blink at him. It didn't recognise this 'Kaynine', and had yet to hear his name mentiond before. This person was entirely new to it, and it liked that. It made Kaynine far more interesting.

*"Greetings, Kaynine." *"I am Quantico. The Sentinel from the Surface." *"I have taken up residence in the underground in the past few months."

The Sentinel offered its hand to shake.

*"It is nice to meet you."

[sentinelfromthesurface]

-[Closed for journal-from-the-void]-

[journal-from-the-void]

*Travis grinned at the joke, although this one was less sincere than his previous* “I could sure as hell try, but I dont think i have ever Rangled Cows before. Bandits and Scavers sure, but no actual cows”

*The Cowboy smiled up at his friend* “so tell me. what exactly are you looking for these days. Maybe i can help with my so called wisdom”

[sentinelfromthesurface]

*”So you are more akin to the Cowboys depicted in popular human culture. Most are renowned for their bravery and their feats of ‘daring do’.”

It seemed to smile again.

*”To be synonymous with such symbolism is impressive.”

It did have an answer, but it seemed... almost nervous, it glanced around, before leaning in and speaking in a hushed tone.

*”I have located my missing weapon, frozen on the mountainside of Ebott. I am attempting to devise a way to retrieve it. Thus, I can hopefully assist in the defense of the underground. Aside from that, I am practicing with my current armament.”