Hi, I'm Ella! I am an autistic individual and this is my blog! I do drawing requests when feeling up to it, post my art here and reblog things that interest me, I also animate! i post some animations here but all of them are on my YouTube channel "Ella the Ella" originally known as "Sariel's world Ella"
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I made a Martyrtale version of Green, here's the art and it's alt versions.
Again, to get the colorscheme like I did with Seth, (link to that post at the bottom of this) I hue-shifted it and... While I edited the colors on Green/Kindness skin tone a bit with lighting and shading to make them look less like they are wearing a spraytan, though not too much to keep it faithful, but they do still look like they've got Lycopenemia or Carotenemia or Hypothyroidism or... something. But the point is... The colors actually matched up to the burnt apron quite well, and when I was drawing blue (he's not done yet,) the hue shifting... Also resulted in colors of the dusty tutu and... Okay, that's 3 characters so far who by hue shifting alone gave actual reasonable colors, I am starting to think this isn't a coincidence.... But no Deltarune fans are bringing this up, so maybe I am just going crazy...
I don't think the head... Bandana...? Bonnet? Forgot the name thing was hue-shifted, but I could be misremembering, but I know the eyelids weren't, I just color picked Deltarune Green's eyelids and gave them green eye shadow.
With sketch marks version:
Without sketch marks:
Flat colors:
WIP of the original drawing: it has the references used left in it, though as you can see they didn't really carry over, also some of the hue-shifted colors are set aside in this one
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if it's not obvious, there's transparency behind Cina. also, Cina found a blindspot.
Epilogue:
Mainframe is tied to a chair with a extremely irritated expression, seated at a fancy table, set with a handmade candle made out cheese wax, two plates that have a wedge of cheese on each and both have apple juice boxes
Cina: The Apple Juice is the fancy organic on-brand kind... I went all out... (*Cina stops smiling as they notice the handmade candle is flopping over and pushes it back up straight, then resumes their gaze and smiles again*) So... 'Sup? How are you doin'? How you feelin'? Come here often, Doll?
Mainframe blinks slowly at Cina's unauthentic disengenious attempt to mimic men flirting from old cartoons
Mainframe: Okay... Okay... first thing first... You don't have a digestive system, THIS IS WHY YOU GET THROWN INTO THE WASHING MACHINE AND SMELL SO BAD! and secondly... I am like... 99% sure that you're aro-ace, why are you setting this up LIKE A DAT-
Cina shushes Mainframe with a finger: Shh.... (*taps MainFrame's face again*) Shush... (*Taps multiple times, almost hitting them*) Shhhhhhh! shh! (*swirls it around dramatically, pushing Mainframe's lips and face around*) Hush....Shush... SHhh.... Shh! SHhh! SHHHHH! HUSH LITTLE BABY! DON'T YOU CRY... CINA GONNA SING YOU A LULLABY! SHhh... (*slowly takes their finger away, before quickly taping them again with another shh, and then leans over the table and whispers in Mainframe's ear*) (it's for the vine. do it for the vine.)
Mainframe, not getting the reference: E-Excuse me? what... vine? where is this vine.... and what does it want with us???
Cina, looking at Mainframe with an undiscernible expression: ...
Mainframe, deeply confused: ???
Cina, glare of shame: I am very disappointed in you, mate.
Mainframe's eye twitches as they try to process Cina's hijinks
Mainframe, trying to get out of their restraints and almost knocks the chair over: GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!
Cina, steadying the chair: Nope.... we are going to have a tea party and play pretty fairy warrior princess!!!
Mainframe: NNNOOOOO!! DO NOT MAKE ME WEAR THAT STUPID OUTFIT! FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING, DO NOT MAKE ME WEAR THAT!!
Cina, hugging Mainframe and putting a tiara on them: Oh, Mainie-Framey, we are going to be besties! FOREVER!! AND EVER AND EEEVVVVVEEERRR!
Mainframe: *SCREAMING* / Cina: Oh, what an ugly noise your mouth is making... it's pronounced "Yay!" not "Ahhhhhhhh!" very distinct sounds, don't you know?
I made some Martyrtale artwork (this is my 3rd time rewriting this post because of having bad Internet, so I won't repeat everything I was going to say)
I give most of the Martyrtale anthropomorphics more animalistic traits, so I made Dess and Carol beefy AF and Berdly with bird proportions like I gave Martlet. I was planning on also giving Noelle the animalistic reindeer-ification like her family, but it didn't make her look like Noelle at all, so I kept her looking like she's part-rodent or something like her canon Deltarune design. Also, Berdly's reindeer facts are mostly true but the 50% one is an estimate as the muscle mass on a reindeer is variable so it's just rounded up to 50%.
Martyrtale Perseverance soul was a female before chapter 5 came out, so now Martyrtale Seth uses a She/her and they/them interchangeably, though They/Them is most prominent and they are still feminine persenting. I think they turned out very cutesy. I got their color pallet by hue shifting Seth until their skin tone reached a human skin tone, which worked surprisingly well? (Makes me wonder if it was purposeful and the other flowers can be hue shifted and possibly reveal their human counterparts possible color scheme?)
This light source was tricky
New Character Dialogues:
If you want the entire story locate the dialogue header, if you just want the read Seth, Dess, Berdly and Carol dialogues, just continue below
Link to Animation playlist: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL6YIgn8bTYIVHNS8Pl0NRgtIN2dmEeTdm&si=9vDqnQc1L2JJ22IO Once Upon a Time intro
Perseverance soul’s death & Discovery.
[note for clarity: Martyrtale Seth uses She/they pronouns because the original Perseverance soul in Martyrtale was a she but the Chapter 5 released making the Perseverance soul a they, so this dialogue uses both pronouns interchangably]
The Perseverance soul trudged through the deep woods of Snowdin, after surviving their initial fall and successfully avoiding capture and eventually monsterkind.
Seth: (I can’t… die… now… I… I made it too long…)
They coughed up blood, staining the snow a bright red that gets covered in a small flurry almost all too quickly.
Seth: (My bones… they’re brittling… moving hurts… I’m sick… I need… I can’t…)
Seth still trudges forward. Vitamin D & C deficiency and the elements are taking their toll on her.
Seth: (I can’t… give up…)
Seth stops and looks around
Seth: (...I don’t even know where to go… where I am… what to do…)
(...)
(I… is this the end?)
Seth coughs up more blood
Seth: (it’s scurvy… isn’t it?)
(what am I? A pirate…?)
Seth goes to a tree and sits down, though it’s more like a collapse.
Seth: …
(it’s funny…)
(I made it this long…)
(I got this far…)
(but…)
(I don’t even know what I’m fighting towards…)
(Survival?)
(what’s that worth, when you’re already marked for death?)
(...)
(...Did I win?)
(is this my victory?)
(surviving being sacrificed to Mt. Ebbot.. and then dying… naturally?)
(or did I lose?)
(if I die here… is this… me giving up?)
(me… letting them all win?)
(giving them what they want?)
(hah…)
(Want…)
(...)
(what do I know about giving anyone what they want?)
(everyone who got dumped down here was unwanted…)
(if I had a use… I wouldn’t be down here…)
The Perseverance soul grows weaker and hacks up more blood.
(...)
(the snow is pretty…)
(...)
(the view isn’t bad…)
(...)
(perhaps… Perhaps I should just let the cold take me…)
(perhaps it’s where I belong…)
(the only thing that was ever given to me…)
(coldness… stillness…)
(...)
(But I don’t want that..)
(I want...)
Seth is starting to lose consciousness
(I… want….)
Seth is trying to keep themself alive, shaking and shivering.
(I want… warmth…)
Seth is eyes start to gloss over as she continues to shiver
(I don’t want… anymore… stillness…)
Seth can’t keep their body upright and falls to the side.
(I just want to finally… be loved… for once…)
She closed her eyes for the final time, then went to sleep, but… Seth never woke back up.
A long while later:
River: Oh… what a shame… likely gone as quickly as they came!
Asgore: it looks mummified…
River: Hmm… must be very old. Truth foretold!
Asgore: alright… Stop rhyming. It’s starting to get annoying instead of funny… not as annoying as you speaking in tongues but… still.. Agitating.
River: Of course, your highness… Anyway, I suppose we should harvest its soul, shall we not?
Asgore: Would it still even be in there…?
The High Priestess River shrugs and Asgore lets out a long sigh
Asgore: I suppose there’s only one way to find out…
Asgore rips opens the corpse’s ripcage
River: Oh~ it’s purple! How lovely! I love Purple!
Asgore: We all love purple…
… (*Asgore, a bit lost in thought, puts the soul in a small container that River was carrying around for.. some reason, best not to question the crazy*)
Except for…
…
Whomever threw their child down here just to…
Die….
River: …Right… It was… once someone’s child… wasn’t it?
Asgore stares at the mummified corpse.
River: ..?
Asgore: …
Asgore gets down to the ground and starts to dig
River: Looking for worms? I told you to eat before we left.
Asgore: no…
(*River cocks her head as Asgore tries to piece together the corpse’s ripcage)
River: oh… I see…
River helps to dig but without the same somberness Asgore has. Asgore rips off a part of his sleeve to wrap around the hallowed, sunken ,frozen eyes, and puts them into the hole and buries them
River: what a shallow grave… fitting for such an unfilled, short and shallow life…
Asgore: …
River: Hmm?
Asgore: Give the child their funeral rites…
River: I doubt they are of our faith…
Asgore: …You’re a clergyperson. Do your job.
River: …Hmph…
River chants something in an old foreign inhuman language
River: Happy, now?
Asgore: No…
River: What d-?!
Asgore: nothing regarding you… We are done here.
Stories
Noelle is reading a book
Noelle: Berdly! What does decapitation mean?
Berdly: Decapitation means to cut someone’s head of!
Berdly quickly pauses as he processes the question deeper and then perches on Noelle’s book
Berdly: Wait, what are you reading?
Noelle: A Horror book.
Berdly: Why not a happy story? It’s always nice to read a happy story.
Noelle: Happy stories are boring.
Berdly: oh… Don’t say that Noelle… please…don’t ever say that…
Noelle: Happy stories never actually happen.
Berdly: that’s the thing Noelle… you got to make your own happy stories… you know? Write your own ending.
Noelle: I don’t wanna! It’s… too much work.
Berdly: you don’t need to do it all at once! Just… little bits at a time.
Noelle: …
Berdly: ..?
Noelle: what does asphyxiation mean?
Berdly: *sigh* it is the deprivation of oxygen that can result in unconsciousness and often death.
Noelle: Ohh…
Berdly: what about you read a book with words you do understand?
Noelle: No, that’s not fun… I like learning new words from you…
Berdly: … okay….
Snowdin’s assimilation:
Carol takes the podium
Carol: Hello, Monsters of Snowdin.
I know you are all in high awareness of… the new order, or the new faith.
I am here to say that, I am willing to embrace the cult for us to move forward as one collective unit.
Standing against the king politically is neither in Snowdin's nor my best interests… that is all. I won't be taking any questions
Carol leaves the podium and the monsters crowd around her, Politics Bear steps in and gets them to back up
P.B: MOVE! She said no questions.
Meanwhile…
Dess is looking at the broadcast with disbelief
Dess: she is standing for everything our father despised… are you seeing this, Noelle? (*Notices Noelle isn't watching the broadcast*) Um, Noelle?
Noelle is wearing age appropriate Gothic clothes and is playing with an owl toy, already brainwashed by the only thing that she was ever taught.
Dess: we need to get away, Nelly… far away.
Noelle: why?
Dess: it's only a matter of time before they see us as disposable too…
Noelle: …
Dess: ..?
Noelle: No.
Dess: “N-no”? What do you mean no?
Noelle: …
Angel doll:
Noelle has put the angel doll in the trash and Carol took it out and is having a talk with Noelle about it, eventually it nears an end with:
Carol: oh, come on… it's cute…
Noelle: It's dumb.
Carol is looking at the angel doll that Noelle and Dess made together.
Carol: Well, I am not letting you throw it out. Later, I’ll see if Dess wants to keep it… she helped make it.
Noelle: Why do you like it so much?
Carol: Because. It's cute… and you two made it together with your father… also, the white sheet is silk! I am not putting SILK into a landfill or wherever trash goes these days.
Carol puts it into the Cult Box she got.
Noelle: what's in the box?
Carol: Materials. You know… religious text books. Prayer items… things you need to practice the religion… nothing fun or exciting… nor even collectable, just a religious supply kit.
Noelle: ooo!! Let me see! Let me see! Please, Mommy?
Carol: I don't see why not…
Carol lets Noelle rummage through it and grab what she likes she finds a ritual knife but Carol snatches it away
Carol: ON SECOND THOUGHT-!
Carol puts the box back out of Noelle’s reach
Carol: Perhaps this box isn't for children…
Catching a train:
Dess is packing her bag, bringing her valuables, all the money she has, a large water bottle, guitar, bat, baseball, as much food as she can, and sets off leaving her cellphone behind on purpose.
Dess reaches the door, everyone is asleep and takes a deep breath, then spots a small box marked C. Holiday and it has cult things in it and Dess grabs it, dumping most in the river until it was light enough to run with then putting the box in a plastic bag to rush off with it.
Dess eventually arrives at a train station, it's crowded and somber. Everyone looks tired or paranoid, some both. Dess eventually reaches the ticket desk
Dess: one ticket to Dunes.
Dess puts the money on the table
Ticket worker: the ticket prices have increased due to the high demand.
*The worker taps the sign*
Dess: What?! That will cost all my money
Ticket: sorry…
Dess, huffs takes her money off the desk and back into her bag and then sneaks out to the train tracks, and hitches a ride onto the caboose.
Dess: (Not bad… not bad… probably should have done this to begin with…)
The train horn blares and the trainworker yells “all aboard!” this sudden noise ends up spooking Dess, and she quickly covers her mouth to muffle her yelp, as the train starts to move she watches the train station start to leave view.
Dess: No turning back now…
Dess opens the door into the caboose and sneaks into one of the passenger train cars, and just sits on the floor, a well-dressed man comes up and gently taps her shoulder.
Ticketmaster: Excuse me little miss, I don't think I holepunched your ticket.
Dess: I don't have one…
Ticketmaster: Hmm… alright… have a nice ride.
Dess: Wait, you're just going to let me stay?
Ticketmaster: the train is already moving. It's notoriously hard to stop a moving train, innit?
Dess: Thank you…
Ticketmaster: You're the mayor's daughter, aren't you?
Dess: Yeah…
Ticketmaster: Sorry to hear that.
Dess: nothing I can do about it.
Dess listens to the vibrations of the train tracks and looks around seeing many familiar faces. Even a few classmates.
Fuku: Dess?
Dess: I haven't seen you since you went off to private school in Hotland
Fuku: Yeah… but, we got refunded.
Dess: ah. And.. What? Used all the refund money to buy the expensive tickets?
Fuku: No. But… some of it yeah…
Dess: the school was that costly, huh?
Fuku: hmm-mmm.
Dess: …
Fuku: are you here alone?
Dess: yeah… *deals a rock-'n'-roll hand gesture* ran away, baby!
Fuku: Are you going to be alright?
Dess: probably should have stolen my mom's credit card, but also… I don't want to leave a trail.
Fuku: true… I would expect someone as rich as you would have more money saved up though that it wouldn't be a thought.
Dess: I don't let my mom give me an allowance, I prefer to work for it. You know?
Fuku: Builds Character.
Dess: sure does!
Fuku chuckles
Fuku: Are you going to be okay?
Dess: ah, if not now, or soon, Eventually. That's how emotions work, don't it?
Fuku: I suppose… but if you need anything… my father and I are here.
Dess: I don't like handouts.
Fuku: the offer is always open…
Intercom: (*zsspt*) this is your conductor speaking, you are riding the Dunes Trainline, we are now heading to Waterfall Station before reaching our final destination, thank you for riding with us *zssp*)
Dess: Waterfall first huh…?
Fuku: yep…
They sit in silence.
Fuku: What's in the plastic bag?
Dess: Junk. Some of My mom's cult junk.
Fuku: what do you plan to do with it?
Dess smiles mischievously.
Fuku: *sigh* oh, of course you are… I should have known.
The Exodus Train:
Ms. Bluebird is on a crowded train, holding a young Berdly tightly, she looks around a bit to see many Snowdin residents carrying all they own that they can take with them on their backs, eventually they stop and pick up Waterfall residents.
Once the Waterfall residents boarded, Alvin began leading a prayer to Temmie and Toby under the Deltarune, in hopes of them protecting the train during its travels.
Berdly looks out the window and the scenery starts to look unfamiliar to him as they start to leave from WaterFall Station to Dunes.
Berdly: Mama? Where are we going?
Ms. Bluebird seems disassociative, just staring out in front of her not at anything in particular, stroking Berdly with a burnt wing.
Berdly: What happened, Mama?
Ms. Bluebird’s vision flashes with her frantically trying to save her students from the burning building, and she starts to tear up a bit.
Ms. Bluebird: Something… very… very awful… dear, we aren't safe here anymore…
Berdly: Why?
Dess comes out of the corner, grabbing her bat out of habit, looking worse for wear.
Dess: Because my mother is a traitor, THAT'S WHAT! Ever since my father died she…
Dess cuts herself off, resting her bat on her shoulder as she deeply inhales and seems pent up in rage, but lets it go to continue her thought calmly
Dess: My mother, Carol, Mayor of Snowdin… joined the cult and gave River full control over… everything…
Berdly: What's the cult?
Dess: the damn new faith… The wrench that I am ashamed to call a mother, indoctrinated my damn little sister into it too!
Dess bites her tongue and takes a slight apologetic bow to Ms. Bluebird, hiding her bat behind her back
Dess: Sorry, if my tongue was too sharp for your young child…
Ms. Bluebird: …
Dess: if you don't mind me asking… uh… Where's your sister?
Berdly: Yeah! Where's aunt Martlet?
Ms. Bluebird: it was either join or be killed.
Berdly, about to cry: Auntie Martlet died..?
Ms. Bluebird: no… worse…
Dess: …
Dess purses her lips, puts her bat back to resting on her shoulder, holding back a scowl and much anger and tears.
Ms. Bluebird: Are you going to be alright?
Dess: I’m 14… and I’m all alone… no, of course not!
Dess then lashes out in raw emotion“I DON'T THINK THERE'S A SINGLE PERSON IN THIS TRAIN HEADING TO DUNES WHO IS DOING ALRIGHT!”
Dess: why can't we fight back?
Alvin: It is not our war.
Dess: THEY MADE IT OUR WAR! Why are we being cowards?!
Fuku: Because not all of us want to die!
Dess: …
The other residents nod.
Dess: …
Dess looks up at the ceiling of the train car and slings her baseball bat off her shoulder and to the ground adopting a both less offensive and less defensive stance but still clutching her baseball bat tight.
Alvin: Do you need safe harbor, young Holiday?
Dess: Don't call me a Holiday. My family soiled that name. Just call me Dess.. or December or whatever! Just not a damn Holiday!
Alvin, restating his statement with the correction: Young Dess. Are you in need of shelter?
Dess looks conflicted
Dess: …I dunno…
Dess goes back to sit in the corner of the train car, dropping her bat on the floor and her sitting position being arms grabbing legs and head on knees, in a deep silence, as the only sound that lingers is the sound of the train against the tracks.
Heatstroke:
Dess is panting, (Reindeer cannot sweat), and has her nostrils flared (Reindeer have specialized nasal passages with a dense network of blood vessels. When they overheat, these blood vessels can divert warm blood from the body into their nose, cooling it down before it reaches the brain)
Fuku: What's up?
Dess: it's… HOT.
Fuku: …oh DAMNNN YOU'RE A REINDEER! The Exodus to a hot environment must be unbearable for you…
Dess, about to have a heatstroke: YOU THINK?!?
Fuku: welp… there's one way to solve this…
Fuku takes out animal clippers but then Dess creates a snow cloud overhead to cool her down.
Fuku, tossing the animal clippers over her shoulder without looking: or that works too, I guess
Dess and Berdly:
Dess has decent sized box of small cult nick-nacks that hold no emotional value to anyone, that the cult gave Carol that Dess stole she takes out a prayer idol and then takes her bat and hits it
Berdly: What are you doing?
Dess: …redirecting my anger to a manageable outlet.
Berdly: oh… who's stuff?
Dess: Carol’s
Dess seems to have felt weird for just calling their mother.
Dess stares at the stuff processing it
Berdly: December? Are you alright?
Dess, snaping out of it: Hmm? Yeah.
She turns to put some weird thing she doesn't know on the ball post to hit with her baseball bat that was in the cult box marked C. Holiday.
Dess: how's your mom?
Berdly: Shellshocked… she's scared of fire… we both hate the sand
Dess: there's some grassy parts of Dunes, because the giant.. uh swelterstone, I think it's called, gives off UV light… I heard the sun is brighter though, but plants can't tell the difference…
Berdly: So that's what that light is! I thought it was the sun, but… we are underground… and… that doesn't make sense for a number of reasons…
Dess: Smart kid.
Berdly: I try.
Dess pulls out the angel doll she and Noelle made together, it seems like Carol put it in the box to get rid of.
Dess: …
Berdly: what's that?
Dess: Something my sister lost interest in years ago.
Berdly: Noelle?
Dess: only have one sister.
Berdly: I didn't know that for certain.
Dess: I know… didn't mean to give you an attitude.
Dess goes silent
Dess: what grade are you in?
Berdly: First Grade! What about you?
Dess: 9th.
Berdly: There's 9 grades?
Dess: nah, 12… 13, if you count kindergarten… and 14, if you could preschool.
Berdly: woah…
Dess: yep… uh, pretty… um… nifty…
Berdly: Will I ever see Noelle, again?
Dess: oh, right… you two are buddies… umm…
Dess looks at the hopeful eyes little Berdly has.
Dess: if not in this life, definitely the next…
Berdly: Does your family know you left?
Dess: the only real family member I had, is 6ft under…
Berdly: No! I meant- (*Dess cuts him off*)
Dess: I know… I know… and… no, I didn't tell them…
Berdly: why didn't you take Noelle with you?
Dess: she didn't want to leave. She didn't see the danger…
Berdly: Why not force her? I didn't have a choice on leaving Snowdin, and now I'm here.
Dess: But, you understand why you can't go back to Snowdin. She won't….
You can't ever cage a bird that wants nothing but to be free…
And… Dunes will be a cage to her…
And the thing about caged birds is that… the cage is either all they ever known or the world they knew before is far away…
So when they escape, they get lost, hurt and sometimes… die…
Metaphors, analogies, and allegories aside, Noelle will get herself hurt or killed trying to get back to Snowdin from Dunes all by herself…
Berdly: …is your family looking for you?
Dess seems a bit taken off-guard at the thought, holding the angel doll to her heart, torn between two thoughts… the desire to be missed but the rationality of being forgotten.
Dess: I can't say.
Meanwhile…
Noelle is hanging up poorly drawn pictures around Snowdin of Dess with the words “missing” and Dess’ name on them.
Noelle: Please come home… December… wherever you are…
Dark Sanctuary:
The Tobanist temple, that Dess is taking refuge at, shares a color scheme and vibe appearance to the Dark Sanctuary Dark world from Deltarune [as a visual reference, not her literally being there] but with the Deltarune Hometown church’s layout.
Dess: (this place is huge… I can't get over it…)
Dess is carrying around the angel doll, which is just a bean sack with a yellow rubber band to make the neck but also to hold down a white silk sheet over it, and has small felt wings sown onto its back with a felt halo also connected to the head.
Dess: You look like a ghost who dressed up as an Angel for Halloween, don't you know?
Dess then scoffs at herself
Dess: (did I just seriously expect a toy to respond?)
Dess wanders the halls of the temple; it's empty outside of sermon hours, and she's the only parentless child who went in the exodus; all the other kids had a parent or guardian with them, leaving Dess in the temple by herself.
Dess listens to her hooves clicking against the marble tiled floor echoing across the temple with a level of discomfort, looking at the stained glass windows.
Dess: (Sometimes I forget Tobanism has a whole God Pantheon beyond Toby and Temmie…)
Dess sees a lot of stained glass windows of many lesser deities she doesn't recognize, nor will really bother too. She keeps on her path to the dogshrine. Eventually getting to the end of the hallway, and she opens the prayer chamber door getting a blast of cold air. Something that gave her a sense of nostalgia in the blazing heat of the Dunes.
She closes the door behind her creating a long, almost unsettling echo, and grabs a prayer mat, kneeling down on it in front of the shrine, setting the angel doll beside her. She doesn't pray, just meditates. She takes a deep breath and exhales. The cold air chills her lungs a bit, as she did it.
Dess: (I miss the cold weather of Snowdin…)
Dess: …
Dess: (is this how my life goes?)
(...alone? Displaced?)
(...)
(I remember a time that I looked up to the two knights…)
(Expressially, The White Knight)
(He is Snowdin's protector… our hope… our zenith…)
(...)
(So was The Black Knight, but she was more stationed in Waterfall.)
(...)
(I forgot where I was going with this train of thought…)
(But…)
(I hope the White Knight can protect the ones who couldn't leave…)
(Maybe he can free Snowdin.)
(...)
(Or dies trying…)
Oasis Valley
Oasis Valley is a place in Dunes, and Dess is in one of the watering holes without a shirt, just some shorts and nothing else. She is sitting on a rock panting and with her legs in the water
Fuku: Wear a damn shirt.
Dess: WHAT? MY PARTS ARE ALL COVERED! I’M COVERED IN THICK FUR! I LIKE TO SEE YOU BE AN ARCTIC ANIMAL IN A DESERT! I can use my magic as much as I can, but that's exhausting! Also, I don't want to stay indoors all the damn time! It's already bad we are underground, with a swelterstone as a damn pseudosun! It doesn't mean I want to be a shut-in!
Fuku: We probably should shave or trim your fur.
Dess: That's like shaving a little human girl's head because she got cancer!
Fuku: huh?
Dess: right… right… you wouldn't get that analogy… anyway..
Dess starts to swim in it creating little bits of ice around her
In the most literal application, No. If you collected everything they both know and counted it, I would assume Core would know more quantitatively, however, The Martyr does know things Core doesn't know and has access to information outside of Core's normal vision, and there are things that only Core knows that The Martyr just so happens to know as well (mostly personal information about Core that, Core never disclosed to The Martyr), however The Martyr didn't know that information innately they just found a place to access that data from outside the multiverse, and that's how they learnt that information so, The Marytr's knowledge is also not innate like Core's, Martyr just learnt "too much"
Is it hypothetically possible that The Martyr could catch up to Core? Maybe, but that relies on The Martyr's willingness to retrieve and learn, and most importantly, ACTUALLY RECALL all that information, which The Martyr has no genuine reason to bother doing that. The Martyr only pulled that information out on Core to just mess with them, so, it's unlikely for the Martyr to bother to try to do it for everyone and everything.
Also, even if The Martyr was given all the information that Core knows, I don't think The Martyr will be as good at recalling it or interpretating it correctly, as The Martyr will process that information differently and draw their own conclusions, which can be incorrect.
However, either way, this is a point of contention between the two, beyond their conflicting personalities and ideologies, and both thinking the other is a moron and they, themself, are smarter than everyone else.
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I want Fused!Verse to grow more than what it is now and well the next step for that is making a comic series
Unfortunately right now I’m not in a position where I can pay for that easily
I will work towards that, right now tho I want to prepare for that
So I’m asking any artists if they want to help in making Fused!Verse into a comic series
Whether you want to be paid or do this just for fun, either is fine with me and if you do want to do this just for fun, 1 I greatly appreciate that, and 2 I will do my absolute to make sure it’s not stressful and help the best I can 👍
Again this is just me preparing so it will not start soon
If any artist wants to help out and make this an reality, just send me a DM
The message should explain why you want to join, if you want to be paid or do this for fun
If you do want to be paid, how much?
In both cases, how much time are you willing to spend on the comic?
show examples of your works/experience
What are comfortable not drawing (both in terms of like you can’t draw robots cuz their too complicated and you can do gore but don’t want to cuz you get sick as examples)
As well as any other details that is worth sharing 👍
Note: I WILL NOT ACCEPT AI ART AND I WILL MAKE SURE TO LOOK THROUGHLY TO MAKE SURE YOU ARENT PRETENDING TO BE A “REAL ARTIST”
Also this more of a requirement but you must be able speak and understand English
And this is more of a preference but I will like if the artist is a least familiar with Undertale and it’s fandom/AUs
Please reblog this so more people can see this and thank you everyone for the support 👍❤️
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