#nucleartale

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[shvggot]

Drawing this man is my new drug.

And ignore the deformed hands

And the weird goggles. I'm still learning.

And Nuke!Gaster uses an invention of his to talk. Its hidden under his scarf/turtleneck collar. He uses it because not too many people understand wingdings during this time line, and since he loves to talk, he resorted to making something like a translator. His body is also basically putty because yes.

[docwhal]

wait, i didn’t mean it - a drawing based on my au, nucleartale, where everything is the same except all monsters are radioactive and thrive off of radiation.  read below for a little ficlet to go along with the picture above (tw child death, radiation)

"Can you keep up?' 

Mettaton's voice was barely strained as his legs flew across the stage.  

"Dance darling, for your life!" Swinging a kick or two in the direction of the child, who had previously been able to dodge every move, he felt their face connect, and in a short moment of triumph, laughed aloud. 

"Hah-!  You'll have to pick up the pace, precious-" suddenly, he paused.  The disco, blaring in the background, continued to echo against the walls, even as Mettaton fell silent and still, eyes trained on the child.  Frisk wasn't getting up. Prodding them with his foot, Mettaton coughed out an unsure chuckle.  

"Giving up then, darling?  I certainly don't blame you; I'm the king of the dancefloor, and..." His words faded away.  Frisk wasn't moving. 

"F...Frisk?  This isn't cute.  Don't play with me like this." Still nothing.  Mettaton could see the ground beneath their face was pooling with blood. "Cut the music- CUT THE DAMN MUSIC!!"  He suddenly screeched, falling to his knees.  

"I know I was t-trying to kill you, but you must understand I wasn't- I mean I- I'd stopped trying!"  He shook their shoulders, and more blood gushed from their nose.  "NO- SHIT!  YOU CAN'T--" Mettaton finally turned them over, and his heart cracked, jaw trembling at their pallid skin and bloody nose.  "F-frisk... Wake up..."  His demanding voice had become a desperate plea, as he pushed at their cheeks, trying to open their mouth, only for more blood to spill out onto his gloves.  "No, no- n-no, I- You can't be dead, you can't- ALPHYS-" As soon as he called her name, Mettaton heard a shriek from behind him.  Alphys had been standing there since the music had cut.  He turned, Frisk's body limp in his arms.  "F-FIX THEM!  YOU H-HAVE TO HELP ME, I--"

Hollow, Mettaton's soul was shaking in pieces in his stomach.  "I killed them. Y-you have to help me. I don't know what to do."

[nucleartale]

It’s NuclearTale (NT) Alphys! 

Art by TheShadowedNightmare

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Presenting, NUCLEARTALE SANS

Also me being me, yes of course, there are a lot of hints in his ref for the real story,a don also just general background too