#overdramaticrobot

[thecorruptedhuman]

//I’m gonna share something here with you guys.

This

This is the first thing ever entered into my ask box, a simple reply on one of those “send this face if you’re scared to interact with this person.” It doesn’t look like much, I know, but this simple response is what has kept me confident and motivated the past two-plus years. This simple reply from what was once an incredible blog pushed me to make new friends and be a part of the community. I’m still great friends with some of my old RP partners, even after they’ve moved on from Undertale. And they introduced me to their friends and got me involved in Dubbertale, which has been so rewarding to work on.

I’m still a small blog, barely active and eternally grateful to my 149 follower, but if it wasn’t for that small reply, “don’t be shy!!” Then I would’ve been much too frightened to interact with anyone, and I wouldn’t have the awesome friends that I have today. So thank you, everyone who has made me feel so welcome here, from papghetti to what was once theskeletonbros and overdramaticrobot.

Thank you.

[somber-fabbot-blog]

"Mmm Darling!" Dramatic said, tapping Metta's shoulder. "I think you dropped something dear."

Metta had been walking home from recording his latest show when Dramatic taped his shoulder. He stopped and looked back. What could he have dropped? “Did I?”

[somber-fabbot-blog]

Another broken memory [Closed RP]

@overdramaticrobot​ has traveled back in time.

Today, Mettaton was out in public by the elevator. He was headed to the capitol to check out a new studio location, but he couldn’t go anywhere until he looked perfect.

Mettaton appraised himself for a moment in his pocket mirror before deciding he needed a little more black lipstick. A touch, aaand satisfactory. He promptly closed the mirror, looked up, and froze. Hadn’t he just closed the mirror?

[just-shower-thots-responses]

♨️

“Ah- Nyeh heh heh heh heh- Wha-a-a-at are you do-o-oing?!” He asked, laughing into his words.

[somber-fabbot-blog]

mynameisntburgerpants: "MY OWN CLONE! NOW NEITHER OF US WILL BE VIRGINS!" -somber-fabbot, 2016

somber-fabbot: what

somber-fabbot: oh

somber-fabbot: WEll I mean

somber-fabbot: histwinswerentthefirst

mynameisntburgerpants: "MY OWN CLONE! NOW NEITHER OF US WILL BE VIRGINS!" -most of the mettatons somber-fabbot has interacted with

mynameisntburgerpants: 2016

[just-shower-thots-responses]

"Where have you been?! I've been waiting for hours!"

“S-sorry, I...um...lost track of time...” He lied, his voice lacking that usual zeal for once. He sounded quiet.

[somber-fabbot-blog]

2.0 is rather busy as of late, but never too busy to stop by his favourite double's place and leave him roses and cheesy notes! This particular note is signed off with what looks like a kiss mark of pink and black lipstick

Somehow, the letter crossed his path in the basement. Mettaton stooped down to pick it up as he hummed a tune. Well, it couldn’t hurt to read it now. The least he could do was read what his lover had to say. He had the time, after all.

[just-shower-thots-responses]

Tinyton approaches Sans and Papyrus, with a huge childish grin on his face. "Hello!" he giggled loudly.

“Hey.”

“Goo!”