#undershroud

[cutiegrumpycerym]

This was a commission from a friend who wanted family photos, including his Frisks from his AUs Tattertale, and UnderShroud !

(Because in our rp Cerym and Gaster adopted them.)

Also, those two babies are Cerym and Gaster's canon children post-Corrupttale.

Segoe (the girl with red eyes), and Aster (the boy with purple eyes) !

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Art by me

Corrupttale by me

Tattertale and UnderShroud by TimKin

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[e-tankblues]

"You ire is irrelevant to my inquiries and only proves me correct." 'Shroud' continued on. "You needn't run yourself back into the ground, robot, to show your affection and care for those around you. Your uncertainty in your actions, your lack of conviction, will only serve to hurt them more should it put you right where Shaska pulled you from." ○

♦️ “ Bullshit”.

Blues had enough of this, he felt agitated, irritated, that he was being told he was wrong. His hand trembled in anger and he found the hand gripping his e tank beginning to crush the can as oil dribbled and smeared between his fingers.

He was tired, he was angry, he wanted to escape and leave.

He silently turns before throwing the crushed can violently across the wall sending it exploding and leaving a massive smudge on the brick wall. He turns and makes a dash out of the alleyway fuming.

He had, had enough and wasn’t going to listen to whoever Shroud was anymore.

[e-tankblues]

"You are trying to run away from a disembodied voice, vigilante. Tell me what sense that makes, for I am finding it rather lacking." ○

♦️ “Just shut up”.

Blues stops and holds one side of his head brows furrowing,

♦️ “..This is getting nowhere”.

He just stares hard at the ground, hand twitching slightly at all this, he wasn’t wrong-

The things he weren’t doing were wrong he had to or else-

♦️ “I’m fine”.

[e-tankblues]

"I hardly believe your claims that everyone is dependent on you solely. You share your self-imposed burdens with those that call themselves Maverick Hunters along with other foolish vigilantes." ○

♦️“...I suggest you watch your tone Shroud”.

Blues just glared back at the talking voice before he gets up his arms crossed, ♦️“It's pissing me off”.This talking whatever...did he heard a word he just said or did he not care?♦️“I didn’t mean it literally but-”He sighs frustratingly thinking he was being talked down to like a child of all things and it pissed him off even more. It was like what he had just said or the sadness that he had expressed didn’t matter.♦️“I know I make it a hell of a lot easier for everyone's grief, I try to show that...”♦️“That I care, you know..?”He just stared and sighed before kicking a pile of junk nearby gently, trying to take out some of his stress there and to explain to Shroud the bigger picture,♦️“I mean I work extra hard in the first place so that I can try to get some spare cash to buy like gifts and stuff for my brothers and Shaska...”♦️“That or I just take the harder jobs so its easier on the others..that's what I mean”

[e-tankblues]

"I lack the ability to give you my true name, however I have become accustomed to being called 'Shroud' by others who walk the surface with you. You may also call me thus, should you want." 'Shroud' elaborates when Blues referred to it vaguely. "Because you have to help, or you want to help? You could step away from it, you know." ○

Blues shakes his head adamantly

♦️ “..I want to help...I can’t just walk away and leave everyone”.

He furrows his brows and takes off his shades a moment to rub the tired out of his eyes,

♦️ “ Look you really don’t get it I-“

There’s a heavy sigh and his core feels a little heavy having to explain this complicated situation,

♦️ “Everyone depends on me, I can’t walk away from this...I do this so everyone’s life is a little easier”.

He just huffs in annoyance because the other honestly did not understand. This was one of those things Blues thought, that you had to be in someone’s shoes to truly understand.

♦️ “You don’t understand...it’s been hard for my brothers, it’s been hard for Shaska-“

There’s another heavy sigh his entire demeanor now lowering. Great now he was getting all mopey and sad to someone he just met, he felt dumb. He holds his shades in his hand, head lowering slightly,

♦️ “...It’s been hard on all of them”.

[e-tankblues]

"Which is it, then? Would you rather I inquire to your motives or that I continue asking you about the good doctor?" 'Shroud' seems amused. "I have already made her acquaintance, so I am far from inclined to ask about her without her present." ○

Blues furrowed his brows and just sighed,♦️ “Fine, fine…grill me more about my motives again I guess”.  He leans back on the brick alley wall and cracks open a green tea flavored e-tank as he sips it heartily, ♦️“But like I’ve said..weird messager voice thing…or maybe I haven’t, I…”There’s a pause and a sigh, was he even talking to anyone right now? did it matter? It really didn’t matter-♦️“I help because I want to, I have to”.♦️“Its what I’m meant to do or rather I choose to do”.