#epidemictale

[drowzeewitchy]

I lost motivation for a while but it's finally out, the third installment!!

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Update on Epidemictale

We got the design plan done for Toriel now - I will talk with the others and see if they want to release some information about the story and character but we’ll see in do time

[icybeanheadcanons]

Epidemictale

Monsters and Humans lived peacefully on the surface with no signs of rising tension until the year 1347. The year the bubonic plague first arrived. At first it only seemed to infect humans... Monsters were quick to help their friends, and the humans were grateful. But within a couple years was when the first monster had fallen ill. Just like that, monsters were getting sick left and right. The more monsters that got sick the more humans that got sick. In blind rage the Humans blamed the monsters for the disease and sealed them away underground in hopes to prevent the spread of the disease any further.

Asgore assigned W.D. Gaster to tend to the epidemic, warning him to proceed with caution. Gaster's team was composed of himself, Alphys, and the fallen child, Chara. Alphys was a matron or rather a nurse. Chara was the keeper of records. They poured themselves into their research but the virus that had begun affecting monsters was rapidly evolving and changing. Still they continued on with great desperation.

When the King Asgore and Queen Toriel's child - Asriel - fell ill, the need for a cure had entered into a need for crisis. Chara began trying to urge Gaster forward to do more drastic experiments on patients, but he denied. The experiments were too risky and crossed a line in the treatment in patients. They needed more tender care than what Chara wished for. Outrage she went behind his back, and tested an experiment on one of the patients. The patient died faster, and Chara fell ill. In a blink of an eye Chara was gone.

In mourning Asgore demanded Gaster take more drastic measures while Toriel was the opposite. The patient only died faster. If Gaster did this for every patient they would be wiped out before they knew it. This lead to their falling out, and Toriel moved to the ruins. Only those who are healthy are allowed in the ruins.

Gaster was working over time since the loss of a coworker and friend. It was his way of mourning and trying to make everything right with Chara, but more so himself. Before he could reach a critical break through, Gaster fell ill and was the first of where the disease had morphed once again. He was driven insane and he jumped into the core.

Years later the epidemic was still going. Undyne was charged with killing the most contagious patients and anyone who was violent. Those who were willing to receive treatment is brought to the care center in Hotland. The spread of the disease lessened but it was still an alarming threat.

Papyrus was the only one able to make out Gaster's scribbles (he has bad handwriting and his phrasings are odd, a sign of his declining health) and made the major break through. Monsters improved, but were not healed completely. He was assigned to be the next doctor.

Sans joins in the efforts as a matron as well, helping Papyrus through everything. He was going to take up the weight of being the bearer of bad news but Alphys took it from him instead. She thought with the fact Sans was always with Papyrus this would terrify the patients and cause distrust in Papyrus. She bears the burden of distrust now, which makes her anxious.

When Frisk comes down to the underground, Toriel warns them about the epidemic but this merely fills them with determination. Frisk wanted to help. They become the new keeper of records, filling in Chara's place.

[drowzeewitchy]

The next installation of Epidemictale!! Whoo!! This was a pain to do oh my god the backgrounds.

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First part for Epidemictale.

Cover and first 4 pages.

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Happy Halloween from the Epidemictale Skelebros!!

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Here's the Undyne for epidemictale!! Poor Undyne has a very stressful job.

[icybeanheadcanons]

How would a poly relationship with Doc and Pixie work?

This will be set after they reach the surface again because they’d be comfortable doing the Dating Thing.

Pixie is the one who cooks, Doc cleans.

Doc is meticulous in everything he does. He’s just gentle overall, when he holds you it’s like he’s trying to be careful not to break you. Not because of strength or you, but because it was from how fragile his patients were that he has this habit.

Pixie always seems to look worried about something. He is worrying about something. Mostly about whether he remembered to do something correctly, (or at all.) cover him in kisses and it’ll help ease his troubled mind.

Pixie loves puns as any other sans does, but he’ll end up laughing really hard for hours if you tell him one because he hasn’t had the time to enjoy jokes for a really long time.

There are medical, physics, and all sorts of other books littering the house. They never stop learning and both are super eager to learn. They’d been down in the underground for a very…very… long time. They’re trying to absorb as much info as they physically can.

Doc works as a family doctor, but mostly works with kids. He’s on your case about staying healthy for various habits and will help try to wing you from them. Free checkups though!!

When you’re sick Pixie is always hovering nearby… Then again… When isn’t he hovering nearby?

Pixie has a habit of waiting hand and foot on you and his brother. It’s just instinct that he doesn’t even notice he’s doing.

Doc and you like to make a lot of jokes (most the ones Doc tells he looked up) to make Pixie laugh. Pixie’s laugh is sweet and light.

Pixie’s voice is on the lighter side, a bit more feminine. He’s a bit insecure about it and often seeks you for comfort. He’s very shy about it and will probably bury his face in your shoulder when he tells you he’s feeling insecure.

Doc likes to just… flop over and lay his head in your lap to rest. He’s tired, and stressed. He might just nap there.

When you go out shopping you have to remind Doc and Pixie that you do not live in a community where you share things for free (that’s what the underground was like) and that you have to pay for the stuff.

Doc and Pixie are just adorable to watch as they learn about a new piece of technology. Their eyes light up and they both become curious as they start to experiment and test as to what it does. Cell phones seem to blow their minds.

Pixie is constantly making apple pie and other things. You introduce him to the internet and his search history consists of apple themed recipes and various odd google searches.

Pixie is asking you constantly asking you advice for things. Is this right? Is this looking okay? He likes to have reassurance.

Doc adores to cuddle with you after a long day at work.

You guys just share the same bed, and you get to be in the middle (just like for everything else) while they both aggressively snuggle you. You’ve woken up in a tangled mess far more times than you can count.

Doc has nightmares. A lot. Most of them consist of the events of the underground. The patients he’s seen die. The patients that had gone crazy and tried to kill him. The patients that had killed some people… That sort of thing. When he wakes up he doesn’t scream, just jerks slightly. He cuddles you to ground himself. You’re a reminder that he’s not underground anymore and your presence is just overall soothing to him.

Pixie is your aggressive support/cheerleader for things. When you do the same for him he blushes and does that cute soft little giggle. It’s precious and good.

Getting gifts for Pixie and Doc is super easy because they’re always super excited to even get a gift. Especially new things. Everything they had used to be handmedowns.

Pixie is learning to sew, and he tries to make you things. Sometimes they’re good sometimes they’re bad. He is well aware when they’re terrible but at least they’re something nice to laugh at. He also likes to think of them of just steps to learning what DOESN’T work. His optimism is precious and pure.