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Who wants to voice act GT, Figure Sans, or cotton candy? Tell me your steam name and I will friend you. Then tell me what Character you want to voice act, and from any recording, I will turn it into an mp3 and it will be used.

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Voice actor needed
Who wants to voice act GT, Figure Sans, or cotton candy? Tell me your steam name and I will friend you. Then tell me what Character you want to voice act, and from any recording, I will turn it into an mp3 and it will be used.
Figuretale Part 4 ~~~~~~~~ 'If I want to make mommy happy,' Fika thought, 'The place where she skates could be a good place to start. She always is happy when she's there... unless daddy is too. Then she isn't happy at all...' Fika had been skipping along the sidewalk of her hometown for around 10 minutes, determined to get to the skating rink, and even more determined to find a good source of happiness for her mother. Of course, not telling her mother she was leaving was a bit of a risky choice, but she figured it would be worth it in the end. She started spinning with her skips, mock skating with a smile as bright as the sun. But as she was about to open the door, she realized the true terror of the situation. She wad too short to open the door. Of course, that didn't stop her. At least... it didn't for the first fifteen minutes of trying. She had made a valiant effort, jumping and pushing on the door in a mad effort to get it to swing open. But alas, despite her efforts, it would not budge. She even had to catch her breath afterwards, worn out. But just as she was about to give in, to let the evil door triumph over her, a young man walked over to her. He looked very familiar, yet not. And the more she looked at him, the more he looked like... the more he looked like daddy. Of course, she'd only seen him once or twice, just glances, but he looked exactly like daddy. He noticed her and smiled, swinging the door open for her. She blinked up at him before walking in, giving him a rather skeptical look. He returns her glance with a confused one, genuinely puzzled on why she was giving him a death glare. He cleared his throat, and spoke clearly. "Is there something wrong?" "..." ~You look like my father~ He looked at her, shocked for a minute before shaking his head, trying to keep an open mind. He knew sign language well, as he had studied it in a college course, but he was a bit nervous about the possibility of offending her. But soon enough, he got over his anxiety and spoke to her again. "I'm sorry... I don't have any children." ~Then why do you look like him?~ "I look like him...? What does he look like?" ~He looks like you... but meltier I think...~ "Meltier... oh.... I see.... you're Sour's child...." ~Sour? Is that daddy's name?~ "Yes..." He sighed, looking away. "I'm his brother." ~Brother? Daddy has a brother?~ "Yes. My name is Sugar. It's nice to meet you." ~My name is Fika~ "Fika.... that's a nice name." ~Thank you...~ There was an awkward silence before it hit her like lightning. Mother had been happy with a man before... and this man seemed nice... so why couldn't she be happy with a man again? Yea... that might work... <apologies for the Hiatus on this. I've had some serious writer's block. But I hope you enjoyed! Fika by: @missladytale Sugar by: @sugartalesans :3>
FIGURETALE CHAPTER 2 ~~~~~~ Sour was having a relatively good time, skating by himself. He never really enjoyed skating with other people in his way, as they were more of a nuisance to him than anything else. He had always despised people invading his space and halting his progress. SHE had started out fine... but had eventually grown annoying and always had something to say about his nature. HE thought he was fine. <and perfect in every way> And soon, as he finished landing a quadruple axel, there was the sound of another pair of skates on the ice. 'Who could be here?' He thought curiously. 'No one ever comes on the ice when I'm here...' He turned to face the skater, his face black with faked rage. "Who DARES impede my progre-" "I do. And if you'll stop being selfish, other people can skate as well. It is a public rink, Sour." It was HER. The only one who could stand up to him, the only one who even held the chance to keep him in line. "Melon... well... it's certainly interesting seeing you here," he mused, stopping his movement. "Interesting is one way to put it," she said frostily, then starts heading away. He grabbed a hold on her shoulder, gaining him a slap in the face. "Don't touch me, Sour." He held his face, the sting of the slap and the words slowly fading. "You didn't have to slap me, Melon." "I don't see how else to get through to you that I don't share feelings at all for you anymore. And besides, you deserved that after being such a b*tch to me...." "...Well, maybe, if you don't want any memory of me, you'll hand my Fika over to me." Melon snapped a bit inside, at that moment. "FIKA IS MY DAUGHTER! NOT YOURS! AND SHE NEVER WILL BE! IF YOU WANTED TO SEE HER, you COULD be a decent individual for once! Maybe then I'd let you visit." And with a huff, she took off. <chapter 3 should be released sometime this week!> Melon by: @missladytale Sour by: @sugartalesans
Sour skated on the near empty ring, no one else there liking his smug and cocky disposition. ~he looks like a peacock.... strutting around, thinking he's all that~ ~What a showoff....~ ~How that boy must have been raised...~ He disregarded their thoughts and looks, and continued to jump and spin on the smooth ice. He was OBVIOUSLY the only one that mattered there, the only one who had the motivation to take the art of figure skating to competition. Well, except for her. But he wanted to put those days behind him, to forget about her. He was OBVIOUSLY much to talented for her, and she must have not been able to take it. He had that effect on people a lot. Ever since the rink had opened seven years ago, he had come and skated. He had been the best in his age class for all of these years, and had recently won the skating championship in the capital. He had known he would win there since the beginning, and he continued to practice so he could dominate the championships this year as well. But as he spun, someone caught his eye. A young skeleton with a scowl on her face was sitting on the benches, earphones covering the sides of her skull. She didn't look to be enjoying herself at all, and reclined on the benches in boredom. He stopped his spin, turning to face her and get a better look. Funny, that skeleton looked a bit like HER. A lot, actually. He may have actually assumed it was her if it were not for the disinterested scowl on her face. He glided over, leaning on the side of the rink. "Hey." She looked up, her face twisted into a frown of annoyance at being disturbed. "What do you want?" "Do you skate, pretty thing?" "I'm not a thing, for your.... whatever is in your empty skull. And no, I don't skate." "That's a shame.... you look like you'd be good at it. Maybe as good as me." "Well, I don't care. I'm only here because my sister is." "That's fine... that's fine.... but if you ever want to try it..... I can help you, cutie." The other skeleton flashed him a look of disgust, her lips curling into a snarl. "Don't call me that, you pervert." "....well... I wouldn't put it like that, but whatever. What's your name?" "....Why should I tell you?" "Because I asked." She sighs in annoyance, putting her hands in her pockets. "Rotten. What's yours?" "Sour. I look forward to seeing you again..." "..." Rotten glares, giving him a look before Sour smirks and pushes off the wall, going back to showing off. ".....I'm staying home from now on...." Sour sans belongs to @sugartalesans Rotten sans belongs to @missladytale Figuretale belongs to Mua =^-^=
Just a little preview of Figuretale Rotton's competition design! Hope you like it! Rotton sans by: @missladytale Figuretale by: Mua
And now.... Figuretale Sour!!!!! I've been working on him for a while.... and he's finally done! I hope you like him! Sour sans by: @sugartalesans Figuretale design by mua =^-^=
FIGURETALE PART 3 ~~~~~~~~~~ Rotten unlocked the door, opening the silver handle with a click. She walked in, heading strait for her room. Melon, on the other hand, walked strait into the kitchen where she knew her child always was. The child that came from her worst enemy, but at the same time was her joy, a bright light coming from darkness. Her beautiful Fika. Fika whipped around when she saw her mother out of the corner of her eye, smiling bright. Melon smiled as well, Fika's presence calming her already. Fika dove into a hug, Melon catching her and kissing her on top of the skull. Fika backed up after her hug meter was sufficiently filled, smiling up at her mother. Melon smiled warmly at her daughter. "How's my precious daughter?" ~Good,~ she signed, her hands moving swiftly and delicately. ~I missed you, mommy...~ "I missed you too, Fika." Fika smiled brightly, and started boiling water, the kettle's silver shine reflecting the sunlight. ~How was your day, mommy?~ Melon really did not want to answer that question, and sighed as she tried to think of something else to say. "Oh, it was fine..." ~Mommy... I can tell that you're lying...~ "N-no, Fika.... I'm not lying... my day was fine." ~...Was it daddy?~ "...." Melon froze, not wanting to say yes, but also not wanting to lie to her daughter. She desperately tried to think of an alternative, but could not. "...Yes.... it was...." ~I thought so.~ "...please don't worry about it, Fika. It's all in the past... I'm trying to move on so I can be happy... happy with you." ~Mommy, are you crying?~ It was then Melon realized she had tears crawling down her cheeks and splashing onto the floor. She sniffed and wiped them away quickly, embarrassed that her daughter had witnessed her being so sentimental. Fika, on the other hand, grew determined to fix her mother's problems. She wanted her mother to be happy too, and her little mind told her that she could do it. She would find someone else, someone better. Fika would make her mother happy. <Sorry it took so long to get this part out! I got really busy! But I hope it was worth the wait!> Melon, Rotten and Fika belong to @missladytale
Figuretale!!!
Figuretale is an AU i'm starting. It doesn't have any original characters, but may gain one if there's a lot of support! I've already drawn Sugar and Melon in this AU, and I'll post a fullbody reference of Sugar in a bit! Figuretale: an AU where I draw different AU sanses as figure skaters! I hope that this AU is something you'll enjoy!