#the hunter.

[that-weird-mime]

Spent today drawing some things I've been wanting to draw. Which is UFO Starlo without the fell. (Undertale Obsessions..). and a concept for UFO Undyne! Ramblings below, of course.

When I think of Undertale Obsessions, I think like.. Underfell obsessions but life sucks a little less. It's less 'they're ran by a dictatorship that abuses it's power via the imposed justice system and people prey on each other for weakness' and more 'man. If only a therapist would fall down here'. UTO Starlo still has father issues and is desperately avoiding his family life and past (and gets jealous easy) but he has. A little less resentment towards everyone else and is more of a lone ranger type instead of a corrupt sheriff type. I didn't mean to make him so ominous in the art.. or maybe I did.. who knows what the line between him being morally grey is.. Anyways! His silly tassels are on his feet and hands now and he still likes stomping for the jingle jangles.

UFO UNDYNE I really like her concept.. an angler-fish like monster with an obsession for serving the king and hunting down 'bad guys' and humans. She has two right hand men when Frisk falls down. And Papyrus is one of them. I wonder who the other is.

She goes by 'The Undying' as a nickname. Papyrus is 'The Sentinel', although there's probably a better nickname. Taking suggestions.

[cosmosfated]

There’s a low groan from the yellow soul, kicking her feet out of boredom while sitting on a low ‘flying’ island, glittering with various flowers and plants and ‘stars’ on the ceiling.  She just got finished calming down the purple soul enough so that she could make sure the cyan soul did her end of the bargain between the six of them.  She just wants to go over to Snowdin and make sure things are okay there too, but her partner won’t let her go anywhere outside of Waterfall without her, or without her armor properly fixed up.

Earlier was a bit of a fluke, because the blue soul was still disoriented enough to agree to let them go.  She was not happy about that, if that wasn’t clear.

“Integrity! Can we get going already?! We have to make sure the runes are still up before we can settle and relax! Then we need to find that prick who killed me!”

“Justice, would you be still? I can and will bind you so I can fix your gear since you won’t take it off for a few moments. You never know who will show up...well, we don’t. And I told you, you’re not allowed to hunt anyone or anything in this frame of mind. Perseverance agrees with me, so... overruled.”

She chuckles at the second groan, refocusing on her work.

@voidedfate

[theprisonerofasgard]

"so, what? do people pray to get you to appear? or do you just jump out of a tin box and yell surprise! i'm here to fuck things up?!" | @bloodsalted

Dean received the flattest of looks over the spine of a book before it was snapped shut with a thump. "Oh, I am exceedingly disinclined to come when called." Rare as that was these days. The book (probably valuable, probably copied two or even three times by the paranoid drunken patriarch of Dean's little circle) was tossed back onto the table without ceremony before Loki seized another. "And I'm worth far more than tin."

The fresh book was opened, and proved as disappointing as the last. "I'm only gracing you all with my presence because you have something I want." A second glare was leveled above the book before ice blue eyes cut back to the text. "And I would much rather turn this place over and leave, but I'm being civil about it because of your pet celestial. How you've managed to domesticate one, I'll never know."