May 11, 2020
magik-margo replied to your post: Suck it up, shrimp! Unless you can overpower me,...
IM GONNA BEAT ANON UP FOR PICKING ON YOU
“ PLEASE DO! THEY ARE MEAN AND I HATE THEM.”
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magik-margo replied to your post: Suck it up, shrimp! Unless you can overpower me,...
IM GONNA BEAT ANON UP FOR PICKING ON YOU
“ PLEASE DO! THEY ARE MEAN AND I HATE THEM.”
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// holy fucking shit that icon made me spit water everywhere,,,,
the smug, tired ‘eating a full pie on the couch’ grin
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“I’m not leaving you behind!” Dammit, when did this happen? How were they even found? And why were they being chased? There’s so many questions, but it’s not the time for needless queries. Her eyes narrow at the monsters surrounding them. Even if she wanted to get away, the opportunity has passed. The bat is doing her best to put on a brave face despite how hopeless it was beginning to look.
Red didn’t try to insist, focusing on the monsters around them. He was used to the odds being against him, but he was more used to fighting alone. He didn’t like having to worry about an ally, it got him distracted.
He shook that thought off and summoned five blasters, aiming out at different directions and firing. He flipped out of the way of the first attack coming his way, shooting out bones.
“how’s your balance?”
☂ (Omg she'd like.. have to be flying, this bat is *so small.*)
*[Hard not to notice, with eyesockets like his that are always alert, the short monster ahead of him on the path; with rain coming down with pitter-patter timing, Solaire's immediate first thought comes as an urging at the back of his mind. Where is their umbrella? Do they not need one, not have one? Not WANT one? It's only a quick jog to catch up with them, so... well, he can't help himself! He worries!]
" EXCUSE ME, THERE, FRIEND! "
*[Calling out while he approaches to give them warning, red rain boots are splishing noisily through puddles as he goes along anyhow. Once he's beside the hopefully-friendly stranger, the skeleton adjusts his umbrella so that it hangs a little bit more over their head for protection from the elements...despite the height difference. His shoulder might get wet, but that's a small price to pay for a good deed!]
" WOULD YOU... LIKE TO SHARE? WE SEEM TO BE HEADED IN THE SAME DIRECTION...! "
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// please continue to elaborate– Grillby is one of my top 3 fave chars and i *love* when others go into their interpretations of him
Now now, I’m gonna be posting headcanon posts! I don’t want to pump it all out at once. But I’ll leave you with one small hc I have as a treat.
Grillby’s bar record is over 1,000 shots made by Grillby themself, as alcohol flares fire. The record is nonspecific because people got disappointed that they could keep going without getting inebriated. However there is no actual listed record, because nobody challenges it, because everyone has heard of Grillby’s total.
So theorhetically, someone could come in, take a single shot, ask Grillby to mark that down as the bar record, and they would.
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// THATS SOME GOOD SHIT RIGHT THERE
THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!! When I first played Undertale I knew I’d love Grillby and I’ve literally been cooking on all of that headcanon since I played Genocide run. I’m glad it doesn’t sound utterly ridiculous--
I HAVE SO MANY GRILLBY HEADCANONS AND I LOVE THIS BIG FLAME!!!!!
💎💎💎
SOFT, SASSY, BATBATBATBATBATBA--
Crawls and flops into Vile's lap, tired eyes resting closed. The little bat doesn't move.
How the--
Okay. Wondering how she got here is something he’s not going to ask. Weird things always happen, and people seem to be able to trek from one place to another VERY easily nowadays. It wasn’t just him that could do this, and he had to continuously remind himself of that. He sighs and allows the little bat-friend to rest while he tries to recall a few things from his back-and-forth treks to that strange world. Damned memory...
...You know.
He spoke softly, rather than at his typical high volume as he scribbles something in his journal.
Your hair could get tangled in my gunk.