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Back when I ran my Gaster blog, @speechinhands I put quite a lot of time and effort into not only his character, but also his backstory. While I never had the chance to fully explore it, I still absolutely loved writing and developing him. I don’t want all that hard work and determination to go to waste, so… I decided to dump what I’ve done for him upon an unsuspecting OC.
So! Introducing Marius the scientist. I’m still developing him a bit; I’m not entirely sure if I want him to be completely deaf yet or not, and I’m not sure what I want his body to be made of… But overall I’m very happy with his design, even if he looks a bit frightening. I suppose that works out well in the end.
Of course, I can’t make an OC out of my Gaster without making an ACTUAL OC version of his wife, Segoe Script. She’s a bright and colorful alien, whose species is yet to be named, that crash landed on Marius’ planet. He agreed to help her try to get back home, though repairing her ship took quite a lot of time–which allowed the two to get to know each other much more.
An alien that spreads and creates color falls in love with a grayscale creature. How cute!
I’ve still got a lot to make for Marius and his story, but I think these will suffice for now.
Flowers in Waterfall
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“s nice I’m guess ” She averts her gaze,shifting from one foot to another and murmuring a quiet “Thank you”,which seconds later the flowers all start repeating ‘thank yous’ over and over. “Why are you picking them..?”
Gaster fell silent; small talk wasn’t his strong point in the first place, and it didn’t help that the gray monster didn’t seem to much care for his conversation... Then again, he was never particularly good at telling. As the flowers echoed on and on with the girl’s politeness, his eyes started to drift.
Drawn back, he looked back to Goner, “Oh,” he puffed before clearing his throat, “I’m mostly collecting their seeds,” he explained, pointing to his hearing aids, “You’d be surprised how useful the entire plant is, especially for something like hearing aids!” it was tempting to go off and explain how it worked for the monster, but he restrained himself, hoping silently that she’d ask a question or two.
A fun quick little Napstablook & Gaster animation to the Ghost fight track. All characters and music are from Undertale. http://undertale.com For more info on me, check out: http://joelerhart.com
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(( I might be thinking a bit too rashly right now, but I may step down from this blog indefinitely. Although my Gaster muse has been returning to me, it doesn’t particularly seem as though anyone is really interested in this blog anymore. I guess it doesn’t help that I’ve been quiet, but still... Not as if I ever had a major following. Either way it’s been pretty discouraging, right from when I started.
I’m not entirely sure if I want to stay within the Undertale fandom, either. I know not everyone is a part of the toxic side, especially with those I’ve had the absolute blessing of interacting with, but it’s just sort of... Building, I guess. I don’t really know how else to say it. It’s tiresome, I suppose you could say.
I won’t be leaving this blog right yet, I’ll still keep it around. I might do what I’ve been doing with @catsandplastic, where I’ve kept it around, even if I haven’t written for it in a very long time. Check in now and again and try to work at it, if at all possible. In the meantime however, you can find me whenever I have the muse or the chance to write at @astarrymusenight, which is my multimuse blog. Since my work on Gaster here is so big, I probably won’t be moving him there like I did with most of my other muses.
Anyway, thanks for sticking with me this long. If you still want to see me hang around speechinhands a while longer, please don’t be afraid to speak up or contact me! I am a literal ball of wool and chances are I’d like to talk to you. ))
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Gaster’s super secret tree testing technique
blep c:
Papyrus should get his robot to guard, 24/7 pfft
* Papyrus considers this for a moment.
* “HM... YES! MR. ROBOT WOULD BE A VERY GOOD CANDIDATE TO GUARD THE TREE AND GIFTS!”
* Signaled by his name, the robot arrives at Papyrus’ side. Hand to his chin, the skeleton ponders it further.
* “HOWEVER... IF I AM TO BE A PART OF THE ROYAL GUARD, I MUST!! LEARN HOW TO REMAIN AT MY DESIGNATED POST!! YES! I HAVE DECIDED THAT THIS IS VERY GOOD TRAINING FOR MY DAYS TO COME AS A ROYAL GUARD!”
* He gives Mr. Robot an affectionate pat on the head.
* “YOU CAN FINISH HELPING DAD MAKE DINNER, MR. ROBOT! I SHALL REMAIN HERE AND PROTECT THE GIFTS FROM THAT ANNOYING CANINE!”
Protect your presents from the dog. He absorbed mine.
* “Well, Papyrus has taken...”
* ”... Extra precautions this year.”
Does Hotland celebrate Gyftmas the same way Snowdin does? (And, pssst, any gift plans you want to share in secret?
* “The entire Underground celebrates Gyftmas, although unlike Snowdin, we only celebrate it once a year, rather than all year around. In Snowdin, they’re always dressed for it, and gifts are usually put under the Gyftmas tree whenever someone wants to give something to another villager. But they usually but on a bigger display for the actual holiday!”
* “Nothing to talk about.”
“The Window” - Thrice
Flowers in Waterfall
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a magical hand,solid black and clawed closes around gasters as the child pulls herself up,nodding as he inquires about what she was doing here,“Yes..the echo flowers,gathering a lot of them..besides I like it here..”
Once the little monster was on her feet, Gaster retracted his hands and shoved them into his pockets. He watched and listened to her for a moment before his eyes drifted back to the flowers she dropped. Stooping low, he started to pick them up for her.
“Ah, we’re here for the same reason, then,” he mused as he rested the flowers neatly in the crook of his arm, “Waterfall is a nice place to visit, regardless.”
He still seemed a bit nervous around the gray monster, but once he collected the fallen flowers, he handed them back to her with a small smile.
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*The birb looks down today.
* Gaster isn’t entirely sure what bird you’re talking about…
* But he gives Vivaldi some love and attention!
sans needs his calcium pills
* “we have some in the fridge, i could just get that.”
* “eventually.”
* “just stop throwing pills, it’ll take forever to clean up.”
* “and by that i mean don’t make papyrus’ job harder.”
(I'm imaging Sans rapidly teleporting on each arrow. Then promptly falling asleep standing up for the rest of the song.
* “THIS IS WHY HE CAN’T GET PAST THE “BEGINNER” SETTING!!!”
Flowers in Waterfall
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Goner stared up at the other,before nodding slowly,her mouth still closed around the flower she had been pulling when she fell,once the other asked if she wanted help she nodded again. He seemed to be being polite this time,which was nice of him,She supposed.
Stooping lower, Gaster held out a hand. Even though he was earnest, his hand appeared to be trembling slightly. He couldn’t help but feel foolish, being so fearful of another monster like this.
Although, that hardly stopped him from spurting out a question, “Wh-what brings you to Waterfall?” he inquired. His eyes drifted to the plucked flowers that were now scattered about the ground, “The flowers?” it looked as though she had picked quite a few of them.
