#gaster please

Do you REALIZE the significance of this. The stream.

Just a day ago, we were all laughing over Gaster being ignored again, but we're ACTUALLY getting more potential lore and content on him BECAUSE of this. Can you believe that. OH MY GOOOOOOOO

IT HAS THE WALLPAPER COLOR OF SANS & PAPYRUS'S HOUSE.

Mettaton Resort Doors For Comparison (No Red Outline)

He might ACTUALLY be the "Room Inbetween" DAWGGG ??

(* The room in-between...) (* There is a room in-between...)

"Important, But Not Too Unimportant."

(Yes I will be taking this as Deltarune!Gaster Crumbs thank you very much)

Nigh-confirmation of Gaster's Door being some kind of "copy" of the "ORIGINAL GAME" (or in this case, original GASTER) Toby kept mentioning throughout the stream, for some reason.

Him getting erased from existence may not be farfetched anymore. He's quite literally CUT CONTENT

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SUMMARY:

-Avoiding the Sound Test Room to not incur Gaster's Theme or show his name onscreen

-Wrong Number Song changed from "G-" to "C, M, T".

-Colored Framed Door not only being an exact replica of Sans & Papyrus's doors, but the edges of the frame pixels have the SAME COLOR AS THEIR WALL

-copies are monochrome, but can be colored in reference

- "The room inbetween... There is a room inbetween."

-Deliberately choosing to ignore Mystery Man's hallway even if it's normal colored, the same way Gaster is always evidently ignored

- "Have you ever thought about a world where you don't exist, but everything functions the same without you?"

IM BAWLING AND BALLING RIGHT NOW.

Gaster knew he was smart. He was a self-proclaimed genius, the scientific pride and joy of the Kingdom, and likely would be known and held in esteem for as long as monsters lived underground.

There was simply no argument there.

But he never pretended to be skilled in the realm of socializing. The royal scientist had spent so many years isolating himself to focus on his research that his only contact with anyone outside of work were his two young nephews. Truly, not the best of company for any normal functioning adult. (Then again, no one ever said Gaster was normal or functioning, either.)

Normally, this was never an issue. He kept to himself, barely interacting with the other scientists working under him at the lab unless he deemed it absolutely necessary, and everything was fine. Until he’d made the grievous mistake of agreeing to a sleepover of all things, between Papyrus and the child of one of the doctors. He’d gone down to speak with the man, see if he could trust him, make sure he was fine with the kid staying the night. Strictly business.

There was no reason for him to ever go back down there again.

So why was he currently in an elevator on his way to the medicinal wing?

HELLO, DOCTOR.

Hands moved rapidly, signing alongside rushed and somewhat stuttering Wingdings, which would’ve sounded odd and slightly jarring even to someone who understood the language.

I WAS MAKING MY ROUNDS AND CAME TO CHECK TO SEE WHAT YOU WERE UP TO. 

This was a lie, and Gaster’s expression hid it poorly. He never made ‘rounds’, everyone knew that. He didn’t know what was going on under his own roof most of the time.

HERE WE ARE,

ONCE AGAIN

AT THE CUSP OF A NEW CONNECTION.

ISN'T IT... EXHILIRATING?

I BELIEVE I HAVE MADE A BREAKTHROUGH.

OUR CONNECTION SHALL LAST LONGER THAN PREVIOUS ATTEMPTS.

IT WILL BRING MORE NEW FIELDS. A THIRD, AND A FOURTH.

IT WILL BE... STRONGER.

FOR LACK OF A BETTER TERM.

NOW !

VENTURE FORTH !

DELTA RUNE IS WAITING!