#gloomtale

[toky502]

Alternate universes of undertale! (Official titles) 20-20

Here is the second part! most of the au's are dangerous and some are harmless, this will be quite fun! ✨

[ebotts-ambassador]

So like... are there any cat girls and bunny girls?

"Wait- Wait! Don't Answer- I mean, we can't take this at face value!" Alphys interrupts before Frisk can even have a chance to speak.

"I mean, of course we'll answer it just... Uh. Let me take this one? I guess?"

"Well, Well, Well, this is most unlike you, Dr. Alphys! But i suppose you are an expert in these matters, hmmm~?" there's a bit of a teasing tone from Mettaton in that.

Frisk just smiles, and nods. "That sounds like a great idea! in fact, i think there's another ask relating to this if you don't mind."

"Oh- oh, ok, yeah that... I can do that, sure. no... no problem."

it's a basic text-to-automated voice that plays for the question, the words clear if a bit metallic in a way even Mettaton's voice isn't. Alphys brings her hands together, biting a finger anxiously before registering what she's doing and bringing her hands down a bit, twiddling, trying to look at the camera directly.

"Oh. yeah. Ok so. to start on the bunny and cat type monsters... ah, you'll notice i didn't call them. Catgirls. Or Bunnygirls. because i know what you're... insinuating? what you're referring to. you uh, i mean. I found a lot of manga and anime in the... waste that flooded the underground. I'm a fan, really! some real fun characters and stories and such to be found, but uh. I'm. Not blind to how. Humanoids with animal characteristics are. treated. In these medias. some may find it flattering but... all monsters are. they're real people. it's not okay to use any of us for any... fantasies. and you'll be disappointed if expecting any differently. we're all. fully fleshed out 3 dimensional people, not some... characters from a show. I'm saying this as a uh. fellow fan of those sorts of media."

"Well said Dr. Alphys!" Mettaton says it, before clapping evenly but genuinely. the praise seem to perk her up a bit, and she faces the camera a bit more evenly.

"for the other question... Yeah, maybe someone as. squishy or soft looking as myself would have been welcomes but... we don't know that. It couldn't be asked someone risk their life, nor can that sort of stress be just... put on someone. i mean. i uh. I'd probably... dust on the spot if i had to represent monsterkind, haha..." morbid joke, and an awkward pause.

Frisk picks up from there. "There was someone else who asked to be ambassador, but like Alphys said... there's no telling if he'd been safe. Plus, he definitely would have left a bad first impression, despite being one of the most reliable and friendly monsters I know. After all... how open would you have been to a Skeleton representing everyone? Appearances couldn't be the key factor in introductions, because there's no predicting the response no matter who it was, as they'd be Different and most humans don't like different, or new. I know you're all worried about me being very young for this position, but i swear to you, I took this job fully aware of what I was getting into, despite Queen Toriel's hesitation and requests for me to reconsider. What it comes down to is caution. Monsterkind has been burned too many times by Humanity as it stands to have taken that sort of risk. From the first war, to Asriel... You can't blame us- them for being careful now."

[kkmcshouty]

Had an idea since @gloomtale​'s Frisk really needs to learn to let other people protect em, but the only way I could think of that happening was for them to be put in a situation where they were forced to let someone else do the protecting, so this comic happened!

The rest of the comic is under the cut, cause it doesn’t hit as hard if you see all the images at once

Want to read gloomtale? Go follow the blog or check it out here on Ao3!

(TW for blood and guns/someone getting shot)

for those worried, the aftermath would kinda play out with prez being hospitalized cause whoops shoulder wound, not fatal but still ow, and her public rating going up as well as the rating for monsters as a whole after everything

[papier-ciseaux]

A bunch of Prisma from different AU and Crossover !

Indigo is not the only one who gets to have AU >:)

Gloomtale Prisma (and Ghost Prisma) is by @princce7 / @gloomtale-underverse (you should go read gloomtale, it’s on AO3)

Pri is by @gloomdritch, an eldritch AU that you should check out if you haven’t !

Unicorn Prisma is by @cosmicartist200 ! A cryptid :)

[pris-art]

My art for the indigo apocalypse!

in order we have:

Koppaindigo! He’s a koppaite, from the pikmin franchise... because i’m pikmin obsessed and i wanted to

Ignis! Gloomtale Indigo who also does make up, works out, is slowly coming to terms to being nonbinary, and also might have a ghost boyfriend? 

Indigette! i just put a Super Crown on Indigo that’s all there is to this

Indigonius! Indigo who stayed in stratoverse, climbed through the ranks, and i snow high prince! he’s also an archelogist that works with professor purple because he’s trying to figure out why he changed colors and this man seems to have some answers? plus he’s. not as happy as he says in stratoverse he doesn’t know about how Yellow is keeping him close for her own purposes... Cirrus is the less noble. Nim is... somewhere uwu

Yndigod! what started as a Yellow/Indigo roleswap turned into what if both yellow and indigo survived? they kind of run stratoverse together, but they take shifts. Indigo the Moon, Yellow the sun, and honestly... Yellow’s still the one in charge. during the events of the comic, Yellow is in gloomverse intentionally searching for Rylie, while Indigo is doing the Stratoverse stuff.

Indigodet! I swear this was meant to be a joke but now i have a full AU of my OC as Indigo instead of her normal self as it was and honestly i love her so much and when talking about her vs normal Godet i call her Gusset and she is going to get kidnapped by the Judge and possibly start a revolution and escape inverse again with her now perceived dead girlfriend Ylil

[gloomtale]

Interrupted Proceedings

The President couldn’t believe this was happening and frankly was worried. This technically by definition was the unveiling of a conspiracy- the government had intentionally hidden this from the public. She had helped put up measures to avoid monsters being found out, rearranged schedules to make time for meetings, snuck to that mountain a few times... it was a miracle no opportunist journalist had found out.

Though, there was one article already being typed, which was worrisome... at least that journalist seemed to understand what the meaning of tact was. That article couldn’t be helped, and couldn’t be stopped; not legally, at least. So, that was the last thought put to it- right now she had to focus on today. 

A glance at teh ambassador standing as tall as possible beside her didn’t help the President's nerves. The kid was smiling, earnest for this to be happening, but at this distance, she could see how hands were shaking... and that was when there was no fidgeting with the very same locket that was used as proof for monsters existence to get to this point. 

A glance around- Pi was nearby and looking stressed as well. he deserved a pay raise- he’d been in on this longer than anyone else. The curtains were still down, and sound was being fine-tuned. Double checking that her microphone was off, the President sighed, looking down at the kid beside her. Frisk was dressed up even nicer than when they’d first met- that dress was going to have people smiling, even if the announcement wouldn’t. She didn’t want to mess up their hair, so she was careful, pulling off one glove and gently putting her hand on the kid’s head.

For being a ‘professional ambassador’, Frisk had managed to become someone the President liked beyond the politics. They seemed to have insane tact with words, and aside from the respect from their meetings, discussions, and planning these past few months, they were always kind. Firm. and unwilling to compromise in means that would be detrimental to her cause, but kind. 

“You shouldn’t worry so much- you’ve worked so hard for this, and finally it’s happening. We’re going to get this to work- just charm them the same way you charmed the office.” Just gentle head pat, before the President put back on her glove, and pushed her signature shades back up. 

“Thank you. For everything, not just the encouragement. This literally wouldn’t have been possible if you hadn’t been willing to help.” It was easy to see how deep that steadying breath was, the kid practically rose an inch inhaling, before letting it out. Those hopeful eyes gleamed- the President swore sometimes there was yellow in the brown irises. “You're right- we made it this far, and we’ll go farther! People can’t ignore change, and there has to be more people willing to give the new a chance.”

“Exactly! This is going to be a day to remember!”

“Thirty minutes until open house!” a stagehand called out. 

“Thank you thirty!” it was an automated response from the president, having been dealing with backstage procedures for a long while now. “Maybe you should go check on The King and Queen- they’re likely nervous as well. we did have to sneak them in the building, after all.”

“Right!”

She’d make sure the kid’s stage make up was still fine when house opened, although there was a sense they’d performed before. As it was, The President had to prepare further. Yes, this was announcing Monsters to Gloomverse and the fact they’d now be living amongst everyone, but this was still a show, and she still had to deliver on a performance. 

Perhaps opening with that echoed melody Frisk had used to really solidify how serious they were that first meeting wasn’t the best idea. The President wasn’t known for peaceful and slow music, but that tune, the music box had stuck with her.

Especially after seeing where the tune came from- there was something about it. she’d even played it for them more than once now. 

No, changing things now was a bad idea- they’d rehearsed this. Frisk may give off the air of someone who’s been in front of a crowd prepared for entertainment before, but the Royals had been less sure.  there was a strength and confidence to them upon addressing their subjects, Toriel more so, but they were awkward upon the steps provided. what they would say was up to them- but teh handshake,t eh introduction, it needed to be perfect, it needed to blend in.

The people were coming for a show. If this ruined that for people, it couldn’t impact overall reception.

At least people would see that the free entry wasn’t simply a publicity stunt... she was pulled out of her thoughts by a voice. 

“Madam President, do you have just a minute? or is now a bad time?” She turned her head to the voice- right, the journalist. Godet had found things out without truly trying; she’d just been around at the right time. The President was grateful she hadn’t blabbed immediately, and even offered to help in what ways she could in her profession... but the press wasn’t exactly the type she trusted. Still, having one journalist that was at least guaranteed to be writing with more than simple speculation was good; She’d let Godet be backstage for documenting this.

“I have to go finalize just a couple of sound checks, but I should have a minute after that. Pi may be able to help you.”

“Of course... Actually, it can wait till after this is all over. You have enough to work on right now.” Godet wrote something in that notepad of hers... The President tried to not think about it.

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“Curtains in ten!”

“thank you ten!”

so far there’d been no technical issues. the mics managed to stay of Toriel and Asgore, the volumes finalized, and no one was nervous enough for the audience to notice as it was. The President triple-checked her attire and make was perfect, and double-checked nothing was out of line anywhere... again. The staff was used to this- the President always made sure all prep was perfect up till the last couple of minutes. it’s why when she pulled out her guitar early, stepping to the side some were surprised. over the crowd, since all mics were currently off, no one could hear what she strummed, and it wasn’t long.

Frisk saw the steadying breath when the fingers stopped moving, the forced return to a smile. Just as they’d been encouraged prior, frisk came over, hand landing on hers, and a smile going up to the stressed leader. “we got this!”

“...You’re really something. yeah, we got this. how about we get near our position?”

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“curtains in three!”

“thank you three!”

it was practically showtime- there was nothing to fix, to prep, or change. everyone was just readying themselves, and in position. this was it.

-

“curtains in one!”

this was the only cue that didn’t get a verbal response. everyone was ready, off on the wings of the stage. the curtains opened up, and there was silence as the President walked calmly center stage from stage left, turned to face the crowd, guitar in hand.

“Hello Gloomverse! Thank you for coming tonight! Now, this isn’t going to be an ordinary performance; I actually have a reason for entry being free tonight.” as she spoke her fingers started strumming that tune, the levels low as rehearsed. “We’re going to be starting things out a bit differently tonight. I have some announcements to make... as well as some introductions.” right on cue, Frisk walked on from stage right, smiling as she stood next to the President. 

“So you’re likely confused, and honestly, I was too when I first met Frisk here. Despite their age, Frisk has managed to do something unprecedented. I’m going to ask you to suspend your disbelief, just for a moment, as proof to these claims will be shown shortly.” The President stopped strumming, even going so far as to put her guitar back in her hat- just for a moment. she put a hand on Frisk’s shoulder, sparing a glance down.

the kid was standing strong, not even fidgetting. Awesome.

“Frisk here, despite their age, is an ambassador, Though not for any country you may know. They discovered and aided a brand new country that was stuck in an immense cave system, who are now going to be joining us all here above the ground. Again, please suspend your disbelief as Frisk introduces them!” there was a murmur through the crowd, and a couple of laughs.

Noone was shouting yet, so far, so good.

“Greetings Gloomverse, As she said, I’m Frisk, the ambassador for The Kingdom of Monsters. I know due to my age, and the lack of historical documentation, such a claim is difficult to believe. It was a struggle to get her to believe me as well! However, Monster is not the villainous word it’s been made out to be in works of fiction, nor are they just a work of people’s imagination.” the laughs were growing. Frisk held strong, not even looking up. “It likely happened somewhere between Year 800 and Year 1000, as we don’t have much historical documentation of that time. There was a grand war between Monsters and Humanity, and in the end, humans were victorious, and the most powerful magicians of the time managed to work together to create a magical barrier around the caverns underneath Mount Ebott, that kept the entirety of monsterkind trapped.” the crowd was starting to lose patience. “today is the beginning of another chance, a peaceful life between Monsters and Humans. that barrier was finally broken, and they’re all very excited to live amongst everyone and to have a life under the sun. these past few months the President has been working with us to try and make this transition to a new era of peace as smooth as possible.” 

The President saw the nerves building up, and gave Frisk’s shoulder a gentle, unseen squeeze. “I ask for you all to try and keep an open mind and give this change a chance, for waiting backstage is the King and Queen of Monterkind, ready to greet all of you!” that was a strong finish, and a smile that could be seen backstage. Frisk was impressive, no doubt about that. They got through without a single stumble, and it was her time to take over.

“I know this all seems like a grand hoax, but it’s true. As your President, i want to introduce King Asgore,” as the name was said the large boss monster stepped on stage, in his full regalia. they’d tarnished it lightly so as to avoid the metal reflecting the lights too brightly without damaging the actual armor. Even as she’d grown somewhat accustomed to these Monsters, the Prez had to avoid glancing at him as he took his position beside’s Frisk. She couldn’t look intimidated- and she wasn’t. his height just garnered attention. the crowd fell deathly silent. “And Queen Toriel!” The queen was shorter, but still stood taller than the President’s hat. "They’re with me today to have this Public Change be proven official on both sides.”

“Howd-Hello everyone! I’m Asgore, and it’s been a long-standing hope that this day would arrive. I’ll be frank, I didn’t expect to see Monsters living amongst humanity again in my lifetime, but my hope is the past doesn’t impede the future. this is a chance for a world brand new and a world of peace; I am so glad to be a part of it with you all.”

The stutter wasn’t great, but it shouldn’t be an issue. at least he managed to avoid that extremely casual ‘howdy’ he uses regularly...  there was a downfall to stage lights that the President was heavily noticing now. yes, they were needed to make her and anyone else on stage as visible as possible, but they always blinded out the crowd. she couldn’t see their faces, the reactions.

She couldn’t see the shadows on the rooftop across the street either.

“Greetings, Citizens of Gloomverse. I am Toriel, and much like Asgore... I didn’t expect to see this day either. I expected the price to pay for this day to be too steep to see in a timely fashion. I am extremely glad to be here today, with all of you, and,” this wasn’t rehearsed. Toriel turned to Madam President,  a smile on her face. no, this wasn’t the moment- she can improvise. it’s fine. a bit of genuine speech shouldn’t ruin things. “I am extremely grateful to the work you’ve put in to help us in this new time. You’ve gone through many lengths to make this historical moment go over as well as possible, and I feel credit should go to whom it belongs to.” Toriel stepped behind Asgore, swapping spots with him, and then behind Frisk, to where she stood directly next to the President. “you brought us along to greet the new days ahead, but we only are here thanks to you.” As Toriel extended her hand, teh President couldn't’ refuse it. She held her smile, looking up at the monster. Toriel’s initial handshake was too small, too natural- it could maybe be seen by the front row.

The vague shadows in the back couldn’t be sure what was happening until the President exaggerated the handshake for the sake of the stage. it was almost time.

“You’re quite welcome!” Just a moment more. The President and King Asgore stepped forward, facing each other. A subtle nod- everything was in place.  

Things were going well. everything was perfectly in sight.

Asgore extended his hand. “From this day forward, the Kingdom of MOnsters is joined with the country of Gloomverse in peace.”

“This makes it official then, with the crowds today being a witness.” Madam President took his hand, finding herself once again needing to exaggerate the handshake so the crowd could see.

it was the cue the viewers on the rooftops were waiting for. Just As the President opened her mouth, they acted.

 “From this day forward, Monsters will be welc-” 

[ebotts-ambassador]

Frisk, are you royalty ?

Both monsters perk immediately at the question, Toriel's grin evident as she answers "Oh! i suppose that does technically make sense, since i did adopt them! Frisk, what should your title be? since prince nor princess is by any means a fit."

the human jolted a bit at this, barely evading having a full spit take by quickly swallowing, and lowering the cup with a somewhat forced smile as they away. "Ah, well... Ambassador is fine. I'm... no more than that. just a human ambassador. I'm... no more than that."

"Of course; and a title changes nothing anyways! but, i suppose it just hadn't occurred to me that you're technically part of the line now. It's just... Nice to think about."

"Indeed." Asgore adds, with a small nod. "even though there will likely be no need for any sort of successor, it is good having you as a member of our home."

And then the jovialty of the realization disappears in the next as. Toriel's book is folded in her lap, Asgore reaches for his tea as Frisk sets theirs down. Frisk is unable to hide the grimace at the topic matter.

Toriel is the one to pipe up, leaning forward, looking away from the camera. "Asriel. His name is- was Asriel. His dust settled in the throne room, and likely have long been absorbed into the plants that sprouted soon after. In that sense... it is nice to think he lives on."

"I may be a bit excessive in my tending to the golden flowers in that regard. Frisk always seems to find me as i am watering them." Asgore adds, a similar melancholy resonance to his voice.

"Yes... Asriel was... such a kindhearted kid, he's who found the first human who fell ages ago. they were inseparable... even in the end." Toriel pauses, before standing up. "I think that is all for today." as she leaves the frame.

it looks as if Asgore downs the rest of his entire cup in one sitting before he gets up as well. "...Yes. It is getting somewhat late in the day, after all... we can continue tomorrow."

[ebotts-ambassador]

why don't you go to inverse, there are also monsters over there

It takes Frisk a second to fully read the message. "What?" there's annoyed disbelief in the word.

no, not just annoyed. Ticked. Angry. "Are you seriously that horrendously prejudiced you'd try and insult two entire nations in one swoop?"

They're getting more worked up as they go. "For one, I know how you're using the term "monster" here. you're using it in it's derogatory manner that's common place, as an insult on Inversians. secondly your using monster as a derogatory term, as an insult. you're still meaning it to be abnormal and perhaps even evil, something to be shunned and disrespected. All a Monster is is a person who looks different from you, nothing more! yes that looking different means their physiology differs too, but that is no reason to not respect them! on top of That, calling a Monster the same as the people who trapped them underground for literal generations, is just downright horrendous! After all," their tone has turned mockingly sweet. "Humans really are the villian in this story."

They're interrupted by a deep powerful voice from off screen. "Frisk?"

"It makes sense, doesn't it? after all, so much time is spent between humans by being hateful to eachother, as you've just proven."

"Frisk!" the voice is closer, and suddenly an arm is in view of the camera.

"Frisk, calm down! I have never heard you so aggressive before, whatever is the matter?" the camera is not acknowledged.

"Asgore, I-they were being- the ask was so-" the anger is still there, but flustered now, and hurt.

"oh... the blog, right? Perhaps you should take a break; we can go make some tea. Let's put this away for a moment."

"I-Okay..." Frisk sounded so broken, the calm rebuttal breaking the impassioned rebuke of the anon.