WeirdCore Au List
This will be updated as I continue to work on the AU.
Character Concept Posts:
Working slowly on designs for the Weirdcore Au So far I have a concept for Toriel I kinda like this one.
So yeah, the second in the line-up of concept character designs. Not so sure on this one. I wanted to go off the beaten path for Flowey in t
Finally got around to working on this AU some more. This is just a first concept for Sans, though I am debating somethings about this desig
I struggled a bit with this design, wanted to save the TV head for another character. The half hidden hourglass 'stomach' and open skull wit
Meeehhh why did I decide to give Muffet hands for a head when I suck at hands? Well here's the Weirdcore Muffet concept
These are not as cleaned up as the last ones, but I am wanting to finish up the Ruins soon. Four left to go after these. I felt like being
I have no idea why I went mouse with Migosp, but those are not ears, those are wings. I blame the flu, yeah we will go with that. Yeah want
Do not ever try to weirdcore Jerry from Undertale. Bad things happen Now you have seen the cursed image as well and I am NOT sorry and no
Thought process here. Snowdrake is into comedy if my memory does not fail me. For SOME reason I always read Chilldrake as Childdrake soo...
Finally finished off Snowdin's selection of monsters. I will be handling vendors separately. I basically just shrunk Lesser Dog down, now h
From the Parlor Posts, a little glimpse into WC and just a hint of how it came to be.
A small snippet of information on him and the rest of the WeirdCoreTale crew.
There is still a great deal of missing information, what event set everything in motion, but we do know that WCTale ended after far too many runs, on the Surface. However, something changed in the original code, and the monsters there, were brought back to the Great War.
Unable to fathom the idea of not only all of his friends dying yet again, but this time, the last remaining chance for monster kind, Sans joined up alongside the royal guard and other like-minded monsters, and joined the ancient monsters lost to the annuals of history, in the fight.
He has fought a mage before, after all, wasn't Frisk one? Ruling their domain over time itself? Though, Frisk was a child, an untrained child.
The battle was gruesome, and as he fought, he witnessed so many fall, dusting, an event marked in time, unchanging it seemed, they would be forced Underground again.
And.. He couldn't. He could not see his brother's HoPe dashed, his friends' dying cries, the pain of magic searing his bones.
He snapped.
The mage he faced, a purple soul, vile beast of a human, and they called his kind monsters. Monsters had never sought out to destroy an entire species, but humans would, humans had, were these descendants of these very monsters, fighting for their lives, their freedom, not the only race of monsters to have faced humans? Where were the fae? The elven, the banshee, those beasts that took human form then turned with rise of the moon? Where went the bloodthirsty beasts of horror?
In hiding, perhaps. Or victims of a ruthless genocide. By any matter, humans had been the cause of so much suffering. It was here, now, so many years brought back before his Judge's eye, that he determined and weighed the soul of this mage.. and devoured her soul.
Bitter, ash in his mouth, copper on his tongue, and magic that should not mix with his own. The first eye opened.
Disoriented, he was nearly taken off his feet as his brother defended him, construct in hand, shouting jeers at the opponent and unfortunately, glancing back to check on the horrific scene of his own dear brother, Sans.
You could say, Papyrus lost his head.
Rage, and persistence burned within his tainted soul, his next foe, a Determination mage, soon followed his fellow to the earth. Acting without thought, Sans cast back a curtain of time, but he didn't know how to wield the magic, it was unnatural, warped, disgusting in how it oozed in against his own soul's true nature.
The second eye opened.
Time, he turned back time, again and again. Watching his brother fall to another mage, watching Toriel be torn apart, Undyne crushed beneath a horde of human Soldiers. This was not a fight they could win. This was never a fight they were supposed to win.
This. Was a massacre.
Pushed back. Underground, sealed away, the magic, however, was weaker now. Two mages short, but the code was written, and so it must be followed.
Monsters would be forced beneath ground, but now, there was a .. hiccup.. a glitch perhaps? A little bug in the code.
There was Sans, or how shall we call him now? Cryptic seemed good.. Ostracized by those around him, his family, his friends fallen to the hands of humans yet once more. He was the beast in the depths of the mountain, but this time, they would not await human souls to fall into their hands.
But we can talk about that story, at another time. You need only know this. They all returned to their proper place in time, but the Code remembered. And the Code, began to fail.












