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loonlynxshenanigans · 6 years

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Alright so! Said I'd get a reference up for these nerds, gonna do that now. A basic reference, at least.

The three above- yes, only three- are, from left to right, Papyrus, Gaster and Sans- in that order for their bipedal forms, as well as their quadruped forms. They, uh... aren't actually capable of being both at the same time, this is just sort of for height reference- though it... isn't the best at that either, since Gaster's quadruped form is supposed to be taller- but hey, you get the gist of their appearance! Probably! Moving on, those wings you see on those quadruped forms are made of magic- specifically, the combined magic of all three of them- and can be summoned and desummoned at will, just like any other attack- though when summoned, it's easier to share magic between them- they can even... sort of use their powers for the other- so Sans can teleport the other two, Papyrus can heal, and... well, Gaster has yet to get a handle on his own speciality of magic, and. Might never, so that remains to be seen. But, as for the different forms thing, all three of them are shapeshifters- a kind of shapeshifter specific to their universe (as far as I know) that, usually, only have two forms; their usual, bipedal form, and a quadruped form; in which they can't naturally speak any normal, spoken language- without use of magic that takes a lot of practice to perfect. Instead they use a 'language' called... well, Shapeshifter- which I usually denotate by using >this sorta thing< rather than quotation marks. It's... basically a slighttly more complex version of animal body language and sounds; heck, actual animal body language is often known as basic Shapeshifter. It's possible to do it without any vocal sounds, but it's s little harder to be specific- and, generally, Shapeshifter can't carry an accent, or any specific way of speaking; it's always just a little bit interprative, though... usually not enough so to cause misinterpretation. Shapeshifter can... also be understood by Pokémon. Because this is a crossover. That's where the 'mystery' comes from.

Moving away from physical, and... most magical aspects- I can talk plenty about magic science later- let's get a bit more into the specifics of these characters. Let's start with Sans.

Mysterytale!Sans is much like the ocean, in that he is. Very salty. Granted, it's not entirely unwarrented; he has a lot to be salty about. Usually, the things he's salty about involve someone he knows getting hurt, something close to him being destroyed, that sort of thing. When he isn't being salty, he's... rather laid back, as most Sanses tend to be. He's somehow... allso manage to keep up to date on the latest memes. The current running theory is blame Alphys, but he hasn't directly told anyone yet; he's also, of course, proficient in puns. He isn't exactly opposed to an adventure, though- exploration, when it isn't obviously dangerous or some place he's seen a thousand times in different universes- it actually is exciting for him, and he tends to perk up quite a bit around Papyrus as well. Sans' quadruped form is, decidedly... pretty cat-like. And, as the behaviour of most quadrupeds are, I mean in an incredibly stereotypical way. He will knock things off shelves, stare at nothing, and if Mysterytale had a Sans fight you could defeat him with a lazer pointer. It's... slightly rediculous, and he's. A bit embarrassed about it. You probably won't catch him in quadruped form, alone, very often. He doesn't really get along with most canines outside of Papyrus, and... as of recently, other cats are. A little frightening. In terms of his relationship to the other two, he is. V e r y close to Papyrus, usually depending on him for moral support and sanity checks- as well as. Actually knowing how social situations work. His relationship with Gaster is... a bit more difficult. Sans cares about him quite a significant amount, but he... has a bit of a hard time thinking of Gaster as a dad. The fact that he's rescuing him every two weeks and has to stick around to make sure he doesn't cause property damage while experimenting does not help in this fact. Still, they can certainly talk science together, and they have 'pun wars' on occasion- which. Is just ghem talking back and forth in almost entirely puns. It's great.

Now, to Papyrus! ...I, uh. Gotta be honest, I'm still getting his personality down, but- he's pretty definitely the moral backbone of the three. He's a grand majority of the reason that the other two aren't a broken mess half the time, likely being the most optimistic out of the three. He truly does believr in everyone's ability to change, and it's not because he doesn't know or understand the things people have done. He often knows a lot more than he seems to- he's actually pretty darn good at reading expressions, and social situations in general, and though he isn't the most scientifically-geared, he is v e r y good at understanding people. Still, he hesitates to use this to his advantage in fear of hurting people, or damaging their trust, so he tends to keep most of this to himself. It definitely does help him take care of the other two, though; knowing what's troubling them, and when they aren't actually 'fine'. Which is... most of the time. Papyrus' quadruped form is decidedly canine- generally pretty vocal and not shy at all about it, happy to chase a stick and very willing to... at least attempt to be a lap dog. Thankfully, he doesn't chase bones, and gets along rather well with cats. As for his relationship to the others? As mentioned, he is the moral backbone of the group. He's comforted Sans more times than he can count, and it's always a little frightening for either of them to go exploring someplace without the other. He's also consoled Gaster quite a few times, but... both Sans and Papyrus know significantly less about him than they know about each other, which, at times, make that difficult. Papyrus has... a bit of an easier time seeing Gaster as a father, but... if he's honest, it's partially for Gaster's benefit.

And finally... Gaster. This nerd- this hecking nerd is the most developed character in this entire AU and I'm prrobably going to send him in alone in a grand majority of roleplays I do here because. I... I actually know how to write for him. But- yeah, first and foremost, he's a nerd. He studied magic for a rediculously long time, being one of the first to do so using a more scientific method- and he still does research on the subject when he has tge chance to. He doesn't even really need to, it's simply fun for him. Exploration is also fun, of course- and, ultimately? ...He wants to go to space. He really, really wants to go to space. He knows quite a lot about space, and space agencies, and all of his notes are littered with theoretical designs of a magic-based engine to be used in- yeah, you guessed it- a space shuttle. Though he... doesn't know nearly as much about constellations. He can certainly name a few good stars on sight, though. Of course, given all this research into magic, and a pretty significant knowledge of physics, the increasingly un-constant rules of physics and magic across the multiverse are endlessly frustrating. Especially universes that fail to recognize simple law of conservation of mass. Still, he's... plenty capable of getting over that simply because exploring the multiverse is now necisarry, even if he isn't really the most fond of it. He... doesn't really have the most self-confidence in anything but his knowledge of magic and physics- and space- and... usually isn't too concerned with getting himself hurt, especially if, in any way, it seems to be helping someone- to a rather dangerous degree. He's aware of the impact this has on the people close to him, though, so he does try at least a little bit not to get himself into too bad of trouble, but he... isn't really the best at it. He's also very... very aware of the relationships between many Sans', Papyrus' and their Gasters in other universe- as far as he's seen, most of them being... poor, to say the least. With that knowledge, he's pretty hesitant to so much as tell people his name, speak in Wingdings, or introduce himself in bipedal form, for fear of bringing up unwanted memories. He... has done many things he regrets rather heavily, and if you get to know him enough, it... shows pretty quickly. He probably needs a hug. Like basically everyone in his universe. Moving on yo his quadruped form, though, it's... losely based off of a dragon...? His universe doesn't have a whole lot of stereotypes for dragons, but he is pretty easily distracted by shiny things and tends to rumble-growl a lot. His relationship with Sans and Papyrus is... well, as previously described, but- he is incredibly protective of the both of them, keeping a lot of his problems to himself and generally not letting strangers know they even exist for fear of tgem being used just to get to him. He's... told people that they've died on multiple occasions, and hurting them in any significant ways is one of the very, very few ways to get him actually, significantly mad at you. The other being another version of him or a flowey, though redemption is certainly possible. He just has yet to see thst more than once or twice. He... most definitely does depend heavily on both of the other two for moral support, though- even if he does still refuse to actually explain what's wrong, just being together... seems to help all three of them. He views them, as well as many other members of his universe as family- even if Sans and Papyrus are... really the only ones he regularly talks to, and... for many reasons, he feels like he owes them- both his universe, and the two specifically. He... he really isn't doing too great, but it's not something he always thinks about, and he has plenty of things he can be happy about- just. Exploring the multiverse can often be a bit... stressful, and he doesn't give himself a whole lot of recovery time...

But! Beyond that, there's a whole heckton of backstory, magic shenanigans and such that- for now- I'll keep secret, just to... hopefully make things interesting. But! Have a few extra tidbits!

All of them are... a little uncomfortable around soup, Sans especially

Flirting is Gaster's greatest weakness. He cannot comprehend it.

The Exploration Team that, for convenience sake, now includes... basically their entire universe is called Team Determination.

They use a hybrid between Pocket dimensions and the Treasure bag to have a basically infinite storage space shared between the entire universe, accessable by inventory.

This inventory contains an entire page of 99 stacks of Gravelrocks.

They sometimes use this inventory space to send written messages to eachother.

They use the badges' rescue system as a form of transportation, though they're still working on getting it to bring people to specific locations rather than some random place in the 'dungeon'

Gaster owns a model of the Columbia space shuttle, as well as a turtleneck he will never wear

Strong violet magic, in Mysterytale, is kind of terrifying

None of the three are likely to relax in a flower garden

Gaster has gone to the void twice, and has 0 LV. He is terrified of gaining more, and will take drastic measures to avoid this.

No one in Mysterytale is capable of swearing.

Gaster has a third form, mimicking a monster from his universe known as a Dracfin- semi-aquatic, furred quadrupeds that shapeshift slightly based off of whether they're submerged in water or not, playing off of the way water bends light. They are carnivores. Have a picture of said form- his appearance on land on the left, and his appearance in water on the right. Ignore the fact that both are pictured underwater, I got a little lazy with the background.

Every monster in Mysterytale has a sort of Multiversal camoflauge- which simply means that when they enter a new universe, if the rules of that universe don't allow for Monsters and their magic to exist- say, in a universe without latent magic- they change into the next closest form that obeys that universe's rules, whatever they may be. So, for the most prominent example, if a monster from Mysterytale entered a pokemon universe, they would almost definitely become a pokémon- one that already exists in that universe. So, in all likelyhood...

Gaster would become a Noivern- to be specific, a noivern with the telepathy ability, and Boomburst, Air Slash, Dragon Pulse and Roost

Papyrus would be a lucario- already mega evolved if allowed, but... otherwise just a normal Lucario with the Inner Focus ability, and Bone Rush, Aura Sphere, Heal Pulse and Copycat as moves

And Sans, finally, would be an Alolan Marowak- Cursed Body as an ability, and Bonemarang, Shadow Bone, Bone Rush and Flamethrower as moves; or... just a normal, non-alolan Marowak, depending on whether or not the universe in question actually. Y'know, has an Alola.

...Have some pictures!

They'll actually register as these Pokemon if scanned with a Pokedex, even when they aren't Pokemon. Again... crossover.

...but, uh. Yeah, anything else you want to know, go ahead and ask. We'll see if I can figure out how asks work. You can probably ask the characrers things, too, and I'll give you an in-character response that might spiral into an entire non-cannon au because that's how those things seem to work for whatever reason.

...also, uh. Let's... let's keep this sfw, mkay? mkay. Like you can swear at them and whatever but. Probably not much beyond flirting, aight?

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coldphoenix · 7 years

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Gaster fluff - Just The Way You Are

A/N: I thought of this a few months ago when I was bra shopping XD Just a cute little body positive scene between Gaster and my skelemother OC, Arial. I thought of her name not long after getting into the Undertale fandom, because it was plain and fit her character… but I’ve seen that name around a lot since, so I might change it if I do any more with these two. We’ll see. Enjoy this for now :)

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It was a quiet, peaceful evening in the low depths of the Underground. The Royal Scientist, Dr. W.D. Gaster was in his hotel room, waiting, after a delightful evening with his new lady friend. Well… ‘girlfriend’, he supposed. They had publically acknowledged the fact that they were courting. Arial was her name; it wasn’t the most decorative of names, but it was decorative enough for him. Gaster never had been one for unnecessary elaboration anyway. In a simple but lovely weekend break they had booked a room in a hotel of Arial’s choosing – of course, Gaster was a gentlemen. Arial had chosen where she wanted to stay and what she wanted to do, and Gaster had naturally been more than happy to oblige. After a bit of settling in and sightseeing they enjoyed a wonderful meal together in the hotel restaurant, and now… well, they had come back to their room. Gaster had removed his jacket, and Arial had told him to wait for her in the bedroom. She was just going to get changed… into what exactly, Gaster didn’t know. They had shared a room before, and she had dressed into her pyjamas in front of him before now. He had to wonder why she suddenly felt the need to be so secretive, and hide away in the bathroom. Actually, he was somewhat nervous. Nervous, and excited… he tried not to be, but he had to use his logic. A woman was sharing a hotel room with her partner, and she’d told him to wait in the bedroom while she got changed – this was after their evening had come to an end… what else was he to assume? They were on holiday, after all. Could he expect her to be wearing… something not typical of Arial’s pyjamas? He tried not to imagine it; his face felt hot when he did. Arial had never worn that sort of thing before, and Gaster had to wonder what she might look like in… well, it might not be that. He couldn’t allow himself to imagine it too vividly. He didn’t like to expect an uncertainty, for an uncertain event may never occur. So he would just have to wait. Patiently. For Arial to emerge.

Click. From his seat on the bed, Gaster keenly raised his eyes at the sound of the door handle being turned. He watched as the bathroom door was lightly pushed open, his nerves already starting to grow. The bathroom door slowly moved out of the way, and from behind it emerged… Arial. … Arial? Was that… Arial?

She was wearing a lovely piece of clothing; a long, silky black bath robe, decorated with red lace. She still wore her makeup of the evening, her eye shadow and mascara… perhaps she had altered it slightly to suit the mood, Gaster didn’t know. He didn’t take the time to figure it out, he was too preoccupied with her… chest area. Arial was wearing underwear, a pair of black and red briefs that Gaster was certain were pretty, but… that wasn’t the part of her underwear that caught his attention. She was wearing… a bra. A black and red one, perfectly matching the rest of her outfit. It was… it was a big bra, and its cups… they were filled with… flesh. “Well?” Arial smiled a little, a small blush forming on her face. She seemed nervous. “What do you think?” “I…” Gaster choked, lost for words. Were those ecto-breasts…? Why had she made those? Gaster had no idea… did she want breasts? She… she’d never said. “Do you… like it?” Arial asked timidly. She approached Gaster, shortening the distance between his darkening face and the wobbly things that were bouncing against her chest as she walked. She had certainly made large ones for herself… Gaster wasn’t sure it was okay to look. “Well, I…” No… He had to. He had to look. She wanted his opinion! But truthfully, Gaster didn’t know what that was. He was too polite to decline her invitation, though. Reluctantly, but obediently, he moved his eyes to her bra, and forced himself to gaze its contents. He could feel his cheeks burning; his blush was deepening with every second he spent staring. He had to say something. She was waiting for him. “Do… do you like them?” He asked.

He looked up, very keen to tear himself away from those things and meet her eyes. “Well… I’m not sure.” Arial answered quietly, nervously clutching at her robe. “I mean… are they okay? Um… size-wise?” “I… I suppose?” Gaster replied. He was quite flabbergasted. Arial didn’t seem particularly happy to have these things. So… why were they here? “Arial…” He uttered. “Do you… want breasts?” “Well, if you like them.” Arial shrugged. “I mean… isn’t it what men like?” “What do you mean?” Gaster questioned. “Oh – you know.” Arial mumbled. “It’s sexy, isn’t it? I saw it in magazines – all the girls have big breasts. I… I know I’m not like other monsters, Wing. You said yourself, you haven’t seen any skeleton females…” She lowered her eyes, shy and frail as a bird. Her voice as quiet as falling snow. “I know a lot of the other girls have them – so… you know. I thought I’d… try making some. If you like them, I can keep them. I can adjust the size, or the texture… whatever.” She moved her eyes to Gaster, and smiled shyly. “Just… tell me what you want.”

Gaster paused for a moment, stunned. This was… incredible. Fascinating… in such a horrific way. Did she really think so little of herself, that she felt she had to modify her body to please him? Did she really think him so shallow? Did she think him so dissatisfied with her body? And, possibly more offensively… did she really think herself so different to other females, that she had to make herself look like them? No… no, that was absurd. Unacceptable. Arial did not have to alter herself, in any way! And it disgusted Gaster that she thought she did. “I want you to get rid of them.” Gaster said. “What?” Arial looked at him, her eyes widening a little in surprise. “Get rid of them?” “Yes.”

Gaster rose to his feet, and stood over her, gazing down at her with a serious expression and stern eyes. “Arial…” He placed his hands on her shoulders, admiring the smallness of her frame. There was no flesh here. Her shoulders were no more than bones, but they were feminine. Small, and light, and fragile… beautiful, as every inch of her. Every inch perfect, from the tip of her skull down to the bottom of her toes. She didn’t need to modify a thing. “You are beautiful.” Gaster spoke. “Just the way you are.” He trailed his finger up to her face, lightly brushing her cheek… and he smiled. “If you want to change your body, that is entirely up to you. It is your decision, Arial, and it isn’t my place to judge… but please. If you are only doing it for me, then don’t. I love your body, just the way it is. You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” He smirked slightly. “Breasts or not.” “… Really?” Arial uttered quietly. She looked away, a small, timid smile forming on her face. “You… you don’t… want these? I mean… what about the bra?” “Yes, it’s lovely.” Gaster nodded, admiring the undergarment. “If you want to wear it, that would be fine by me… but please don’t feel like you need to put anything in it.” “But I…” Arial whimpered. “I’m not… like other girls. Doesn’t that bother you?” “Yes.” Gaster nodded. He placed his palms on her face, gently drawing her attention back to him, and he gazed into her eyes. Her beautiful golden eyes. “It bothers me that everybody in the world isn’t like you.”

Arial exhaled, in a short laugh. She closed her eyes, a way of holding back her tears. He was unbelievable. Nobody had ever made her feel this way before. So… loved. “Wing…” She whispered. She felt the warmth of his skull against hers, as he rested his cheek against her head. His hands slid down to her back, pulling her into a tender embrace, his voice caressing the very essence of her soul. “You are perfect.” He spoke. “Just as you are. And I love you.” “… I love you too.” Arial smiled. She wrapped her arms around his back and returned the hug, squeezing him tightly enough to make Gaster laugh. “Good.” He chuckled. “Now…” He pulled away from her, and she released his grip on him. He moved his gaze down to her breasts, and trailed his finger across her bra. “Can you please remove this ridiculous thing?” “Okay.” Arial giggled.

Gaster watched with a small smirk upon his face as she unhooked her bra, and as she did so the ecto-breasts started to fade away, revealing her bare ribcage underneath. Her ribcage… and her soul. Beating steadily, bright and alive. Now, that truly was a thing of beauty. That was what he wanted. “Beautiful.” Gaster whispered. He placed his fingers on her ribcage, and softly travelled them inside. He grazed her soul lightly, so carefully… but it was enough to make it beat a little faster. Just a little. … Perfect. Gaster placed his arms around her again, and closed his eyes. “You are perfect.”

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