VoxFire

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[iamnotadamnedmonkey]

We have a containment breach.

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isn’t calling this a containment breach one of thoes things that Dr. Bright isn’t allowed to do? xD

[yearinreview]

Most Reblogged Video Games

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Pokémon | Official Tumblr

Undertale | Official Tumblr

Dragon Age

The Legend of Zelda

Dragon Age: Inquisition

Super Smash Brothers

Kingdom Hearts

Splatoon | Official Tumblr

Animal Crossing: New Leaf

Mass Effect

Life is Strange | Official Tumblr

Fire Emblem

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Metal Gear Solid

League of Legends | Official Tumblr

Dragon Age II

Fallout

Team Fortress 2

Persona 4

Until Dawn

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the absolute worst hotdogs i could possibly draw xD

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hey if you’re having a hard time in you life right now then it’s more important now then ever to stay determined. Life WILL get better I promise! you just have to be willing to put the work in, and try your best every day.

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sorry im being OCD and keep fixing this pic xD

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xD this is my new head cannon for the tem armor xD

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decided to color that one rough drawing and it turned into Chara xD

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just another doodle

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just a rough drawing i doodled since im bored

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it needed more napstablook xD

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*you can’t stop drawing napstablook *you are starting to think you have a problem

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just a rough drawing i doodled since im bored

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it needed more napstablook xD

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just a rough drawing i doodled since im bored

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my bad art xD

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Please reblog if you would not stop roleplaying with someone because of their mun's race.

This means that you would accept them if they were Black, Hispanic, or Arab too. I’ve honestly been blind to this issue up until now, and it makes me feel like such an asshole. Lets unite as a community and let everyone who has ever faced bigoted racists that there is nothing wrong with them, are there is no reason why they should have to lie about their ethnicity or race. 

[no-the-other-thaddeus]

((Does this even have to be said? Like honestly it’s TYOOL 2015, I’m not gonna stop RPing with you over bullshit like that))

[sleepyspoonie]

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that about sums up my existence

[ask-thehuman]

*KISS ASRIEL,FRISK,NOW*!!!

“S-Sorry Asriel!” 

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…… Asriel is frozen in fear. Time has stopped. The air around him has grown cold and it feels like the grass beneath his feet had suddenly grown hard and solid. His shirt was frozen in what was believed to be some mental incorporation of pure and utter terror. His fur stood on-end and he was pretty close to hyperventilating.

God save him now.

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The heavens opened up and a beam of the purest brightest light Asriel had ever seen shown down on his frozen form, and god said to him. “Sorry pal not even I can help you now...” then the heavens closed and there was silence.

[ask-thehuman]

((Welp. I apparently left my tablet cord at home, so no updates until later today. 

On that note I’ve responded to most rps last night :’D so if you have one with me be sure to check it! //rolls away)) 

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if you’re bored, our RP has been responded to =)

[ask-thehuman]

Darkness... it was all around them as if they were falling through it, no it was more like they were sinking into it it felt like being sucked into a pool of cold goo. It was a truely suffocating feeling as they sunk deeper unable to move, and then everything just stopped. After what felt like an eternity Frisk could see a dim light dancing across their eyelids and a tickle against their cheek. They awaken to find themselves back in a very familiar spot, the ruins lying upon a bed of flowers..

Waking up was always a jarring feeling for the child, especially after first realizing that resets could happen, though with this time things seemed oddly different. Sitting up, Frisk would peer up at the hole they had obviously fallen through, hands gently moving across the golden flowers that always seemed to cushion their fall. 

Why… Couldn’t they recall resetting? What had happened last time that had made them start over again? The fact that these memories that were usually so very clear to the fallen child, could not be retrieved was more than a little unnerving. 

Frisk took a deep breath to calm themselves, getting to their feet and brushing off the lingering seeds and dust that clung to their clothing. 

“No reason to worry… Just gotta get moving…” 

They would mutter in an attempt to calm their frayed nerves, slowly making their way through the darkened passages that lead to the ruins. 

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The silence was unnerving, more than that. With the lack of either Flowey or Toriel, they could feel their Determination dwindling. If things kept up this way, would they even be able to reset out of this timeline? It was a scary thought to say the very least, and despite trying to keep a brave face, the child was so unsure of what to expect. What would they do if this got worse? With such a lack of Determination… Would they be trapped here. 

As Frisk moved through the hallway their gaze would fall upon the dozing Froggit. Although another presence made the child feel just a bit better, the fact that it was… sleeping at such a strange place on hit’s own…. Frisk wanted to ask the monster if it had seen the guardian of the ruins, but as quick as it awoke it was asleep once more… Ah… 

So the child would continue forward, trying to reach Toriel’s home as quickly as possible. 

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The rest of the way to Toriel’s house was much the same with not a single puzzle or monster blocking their path. They thought they saw Napstablook in their usual spot but a second glance reveled not a trace of the ghostly friend.  finally after the long trudge through the ruins Frisk found themself alooking at the large tree in front of Toriel’s home. From where they were standing they could see that unlike every other door and puzzle in the ruins Toriel’s door we firmly shut, but knowing her it probably wasn’t locked.

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The child didn’t like the creeping feeling that was crawling up their back. It definitely felt like something was amiss. Despite it being a fresh start there had been no signs of familiar faces who the child knew were key for the ‘story’ to progress. No Flowey to torment them… No Toriel to guide them. They hadn’t really checked, but it seemed even the spiders at the all too familiar bake-sale had been missing as well.

At the sight of the cute little house, Frisk couldn’t help themselves and broke into a run, eager to see Toriel. Eager for any chance that things may return to normal. Please. Please let her be home! Let this just be a small error. 

“T-Toriel?” 

Frisk heard their own voice echo around the cavern walls as they attempted to open the front door of the small home dep within the ruins. 

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The door to the cute little house swings open when Frisk tries it reveling the dimly lit interior. There is silence for a moment before Toriel can be heard calling out from the sitting room.  “O-Oh my I wasn’t expecting company… whoever could be there?” she asks as she slowly makes her way in from the other room. Her voice sounds tired, alot more tired then Frisk had ever heard her before. As she walked around the corner they could see that it was not only her voice, she looked absolutely exhausted. “Why hello there my child. Now how did you get here? and how did you know my name young one?”

[ask-thehuman]

The door opened, revealing silence that threatened to drive the lonely child to madness, until finally a familiar voice could be heard. 

Relief washed over the child, and the sight of the goat mother finally set the human at ease. Perhaps there had just been slight flux in the reset. Maybe the timing was off this time around. Regardless, Toriel was here, and that alone was enough to make Frisk feel so much better about this timeline. Sure they would have to come up with some kind of story as to why they knew her name, but that was fine. They could do that….

Though her appearance was worrisome… Why was Toriel so… tired? Frisk tried their hardest not to worry too much about it, figuring that they had simply caught her at a bad time. Yes. That was it. 

“Um… I… I heard one of the monsters mention it…” Frisk began with a timid smile as they looked up at the familiar face. “I was lost and… They told me to find you?” 

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“You will still have to leave her you know…” A distorted voice rang out seemingly from all around them. Time seemed to stand still as the unfamiliar voice spoke to them.

 “And I am afraid that you will find this place… a bit different then you remember… but you must continue with your journey.” after having said that the voice seemed to wait for any sign that the child had heard and understood.

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Frisk had felt so comforted by the presence of Toriel, that when that voice rang out, the child froze and stiffened. 

They listened and absolutely hated what they heard. Of course the child knew that they would have to leave Toriel’s home to continue the timeline. With how many times they had gone through the resets that was a given… But having this voice… One so unfamiliar and foreboding reminding them that… Almost made them think that something terrible was going to happen.

Frisk wanted to leave even less now…. 

“What do you mean it’s…. different? Why? Things should be the same…” The human child found themselves muttering. To themselves? To Toriel? Who knew. Regardless, the fallen child wanted some kind of answers from this being who acted as though they knew so much. 

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“I am sure you noticed it by now, the underground has changed it is no longer the happy vibrant place that you have explored so many times... I am afraid that most of the inhabitants of the underground are in a similar state as dear Toriel here. Perhaps they have all started gaining memories of your little resets? and the knowledge that everything they do is futile, no matter what happens or how they wish they can hold on to their current lives one day it will all be gone and thy will wake up in their beds on the day you fell down here.” the voice chuckles almost bitterly at that.      “But then again it could be something else entirely who can say for sure? on that note I must be going I have business to attend to elsewhere I will see you soon... Frisk.” and with that all traces of whatever it was that spoke to them were gone and time seemed to move again. “Oh my are you alright my child? you look as though you have seen a ghost! come in come in you must be tired. I have a room just for you to rest in” she says with a tired smile as she takes Frisk’s hand, and leads them to the familiar child’s bedroom.