#ufn gaster

[underfallenmraudio]

Audio Log Entry Number Six

Date: The X of X, year XXXX Time: 12 hundred hours, 21 minutes, 57 seconds

"The tendrils are freak'n amazing! I can't believe it! Just- just- look! Wait, this thing doesn't have video, goddamnit. Okay okay, I'll describe it." "As I said before, they move like they have a mind of their own. Ever seen a lizards tail come off the body? It's like that. I have to poke at them through the incubator to ensure they stay 'alive', and they twitch and coil around the instruments instinctively. After taking a sample, I discovered some of the soul magic that was imbued into the tendrils had remained, but whether it's enough to make them last, I can't say. Guess I'll find out through the next few days." "But how does one even do that?! Was it incredibly painful?! What gave Gaster the idea?! How does he move them exactly?! Is it a mix of will and thought?! Is it like moving your arm or leg?! Or is it all instinctive like how a dog moves its tail?! What are all the properties?! What's it even made of?! I've never seen anything like it! What if-" [*There's a sharp intake if breath, followed by shorter, calmer ones. Then a clearing of a throat and nervous coughs.*] "I'm sorry, I got a little overly excited there. My apologies. It's just that, hahahahaha, I haven't slept in over 62 hours and I just drank, like, five cups of coffee! GOD! How great is coffee?! It's d*mn amazing is what! I love putting cream in mine, none of that straight sh*t, even if it's suppose to help more. F*ck you and your black coffee, Casey!" "HahahahahahahaIneedtogotobed." [*Click*]

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Audio Log Entry Number Five

Date: The X of X, year XXXX. Time: 9 hundred hours, 32 minutes, 35 seconds.

“I'm... I'm perturbed...”

“Yes, that's a good word. Let's go with that.”

“King Papyrus came for his check up today. Right on schedule. He left not that long ago, actually, and I would of recorded sooner, but I was held up.”

“Like I said, we were going to start simple. But when I say that, it doesn't mean the procedure was going to be... well, easy, know what I mean? From what I've read, the procedure would still be much like his past ones, and those weren't exactly walks in the park.”

“Basically, it was going to be painful.”

“I prepared the appropriate drugs to help sustain him, and thought of a way to make the experience much more bearable. It wouldn't be painless, but it was suppose to be more tolerable.”

“King Papyrus... He wanted none of that.”

“I thought I had misheard. When I pressed the importance of him following the steps I had given him, he repeated himself and refused. He told me, and I quote, 'it should be just like his past check ups, pain and all'.”

“I... admittedly chuckled nervously after that. If he didn't like that or found amusement in it, he didn't show it either way. I then told him that it might be safer since this was going to be the first trial, and that it was likely that something could go wrong. I was sure of my findings, true, but accidents happen. The steps and medicine I had provided were suppose to ensure safety if nothing else.”

“Still he refused, and this time he snapped at me. It was the first time I've seen him react angrily toward anything. Well, react at all, to be entirely honest.”

“I didn't want to do it. After all, who does he think is going to be executed if something did go wrong?”

“But, well... Who am I to disobey the king?”

“The trial went off without a hitch, but I was watching closely. I wanted to make sure things remained okay, but I also wanted to try and see if I could find the reason behind this desire.”

“King Papyrus put up with the pain rather... remarkably well. I shouldn't be surprised. This wasn't his first time, and he's dealt FAR worse as a mere child. And yet, I still was.”

“He didn't cry out, scream, or struggle. No tears were shed. He just... Endured.”

“Was he trying to prove he was strong? If that was the case, then why keep this secret? Was he trying to prove something else, perhaps, to himself?”

“...Or did it run far deeper than that? Does he, maybe, feel like he... deserves the pain? Is he punishing himself? Or is it just...”

“Addicting?”

“...I don't know. I can't say anything for certain. But rest assure, I'll be looking more into this, to satisfy my own curiosity, as twisted as it is, if nothing else.”

“......................End log.”

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