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[gase-lanna]

Contextual wise (ic-ly)

For those undertale oc blogs (underblogs?) that I’ve been interacting with I’ll say this once: *deep breath* I am just a wanderer, I do hail from a different universe, however, but I’m also saying I’m stuck *here* I’m not a bad person nor am I a “hyuman” I send this post as a form of “announcing” myself

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Fight the Flower

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@spiidertale

[*She had reappeared out of the archway she had formed within the parlor before and ended up in the deepest part of the Snowdin Forest, oddly close to where she picked the berries earlier. But she shook her head as she held it within her hand paws and staggered on her feet, trying to get the voices to stop.]

"Y o u a n d I h a d a n a r r a n g e m e n t . . ."

" A n d y e t y o u t u r n e d y o u r b a c k o n m e . . ."

" D i d y o u r e a l l y t h i n k t h a t t h e y c a r e d ?" 

" A l l t h e y w a n t e d w a s t o h o l d y o u b a c k. . ."

"N o n e o f i t m a t t e r s a n y w a y s. . . W h e n i t i s a l l o v e r, i t w i l l a l l b e R E S E T . . . W o n ' t i t?"

*G͠-̛G͘et́͡ ̸͟o̵͘u̸͡t͘͞͡ ͏͡o͘f̷̷ m̵̀͟y̴͢ ͘͢h̵e̡a͜͝d́͢!͠͞ 

[*The little girl cried out as she growled, soon charging and ramming her head into the trees. With the flower’s influence, her tiny nub of horns had grown and curled back, like that of an adult, not hurting as much as it would. But each time she did it, it became more and more clearer that he wasn’t going to leave, not with her agreeing to it.]

[*She fell to her knees in the snow as she looked down and hid her face under her mess of head fur, black tears streaming down her face and trickling to the ground. Keno was right..]

[*And now...she was fighting a losing battle, all alone.]

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*Slips a mint treat to Poppy* Don't tell Grillby.

*Mr. Grillby!!

*Those weird people are trying to give me bad things!

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About the Past

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[*Poppy hummed happily and skipped along the road, snow crunching underneath her paws. Her brother was going to be home late again so, she wanted to spoil herself with some dinner. After all, Doggo did say she could use his tab...but she had money of her own. So she grunted with opening the door and slipped inside, grabbing onto the tall bar stool and try to shimmy up.]

[*It took a bit for her to grab hold and climb up with her small size, wagging her tail and looking up.]

*Hi Mr. Grillby! May I order a hamburger and strawberry milkshake please?

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*T...thank you Mr. Grillby.

[*Even if she should of stayed home, she managed to pull herself up onto a bar stool, curling her tail around it. This was probably the coolest that the restaurant was ever.]

*Really, thank you Mr. Grillby..

[royalsentrytarma]

Honestly I been thinking about the opening song of the anime series Overlord. It is quite catchy.

“Can someone give me the answerTo my questionWhere’s my soul?It’s like a virus in my body while I’m dreamingWhen I wake up all that’s left of me are bonesI’m in a panic! Get out hurryOh there are mysteries and many miseriesDead or alive, I’m on the brink of self-destructionAs I’m roaming from left to right to hellAn invitation to come disappearWe’re dancing one, two, three steps on this dark stage”

Nice! I really like this choice and, going by the lyrics, it definitely fits with the darker turns Tarma’s life has taken. -Mun