gaster blaster master caster disaster

[voidster]

Out by the edge, near sunset, someone is doing Something Very Stupid. It isn't the first time. One can only hope it will be the last.

It's not the worst thing he could be doing. He's 99% sure it won't kill him--it's only magic. He's successfully regained some skill with bone attacks and extra sets of hands, so why has this been so difficult? He misses them, even though they're really nothing more than echoes of his own personality, not creatures of their own right. He created them. He perfected them. He's proud of them.

To anyone watching, he doesn't look like he's doing anything. Standing stiff and still, hands clasped behind his back, watching the sun go down. Until something nearly as tall as he is explodes into being, floating in midair.

And then...

He starts to melt. He's overreached, he doesn't have the energy to keep his shape together. Legs sag and fuse, fingers drip like pudding, face loses all detail. Two minutes later, he's nothing more than a sad, mostly shapeless whiteblack lump of goo in the dirt. The Blaster skull nudges at him, like a huge curious nightmarish puppy.

Worth it.

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[characlysmic]

[Determination. Its like trying to pick up a very large potato sack of dad mush, but they make a very valiant effort. They're not quiet the best at this whole, 'rescue' thing. They know Asriel carried them somewhere when they had fallen down, oh, oh no. Was Gaster falling down?

The goop twitches and the demon skull thing disappears. They backpeddle as fast as possible, eyes wide, and practically scream when Gasters weird goop arms touches them. They're devolving into furious giggling instead.

Their smile is practically splitting their face as they try and shake what? Might be his shoulders? They don't actually know where his face is. ]

What's going on!! Are..aha..are you falling down!!

[ They sound almost happy about it. Is it any wonder Asriel could have misinterpreted the same sentiment when the had/would poisoned their father. ]

[voidster]

Hysteria. Laughter makes sense when you're losing your mind from fear, for some people. He gets it. There's a face on the top of the mushpile, above the arms. His head and two limbs are all in the right place, considering he's melted into something like a haystack shape...

[No.] he signs, firmly, with his free hand and gives them a firm squeeze on the shoulder with the other before releasing them. [Think of me like a slime monster. Do you know of those? Sometimes I can't stay solid.]

[characlysmic]

[They're hiccuping a little, arms shaking. They can't stop smiling, and thats weird right, normal kids don't smile at bad things. ]

N-no, I mean, I don't, I, they don't let me leave the castle much yet I don't-

[They don't know how monsters work at all, but a primal human law states that people don't just start melting ]

Is that, I don't think thats normal. You're lying, you gotta be.

[voidster]

[I am not. This is not out of the ordinary for me, and it doesn't hurt. It's harmless, though it looks disturbing.] He slides (glides?) a little closer somehow, bland look on his face. See--he's not in any distress. He's signing coherently and not panicking. [I'll be back to normal in a little while. I'm a terrible liar, by the way.]

cw:self harm

[characlysmic]

I..I don't get it... [The blank look only adds to the dissonance of the situation. He's calm, but they're not, so ok maybe the absolute body horror of the situation wasn't normal? So why were they freaking out? What was wrong then? Whats wrong with them? Are they hallucinating??

It's practically instinct at this point to bring their hand up to their face, digging their teeth in as hard as they can, trying to sever their thumb, gnaw off their fingers, leave themself with some horrible bleeding stump.

Despite their best wishes, both Gasters goopy form and their hand fail to disappear.]

;;

[voidster]

A screech, or a squawk--another horrible unheard noise escapes him as he tries to shout their name in alarm, only to have his voice drowned out by some unholy voidsound again. He drags his mass forward, grasping for their hand and hoping to get their thumb out of their mouth. Please. Maybe he's not too late, maybe he can scrape up some energy to heal them.

i lik the pain

[characlysmic]

[Despite their best efforts, human teeth are very blunt, and children's jaws are very weak, and I'm like 90% sure its pretty impossible to consciously bite off your own finger but by damned if Chara isn't doing their best. The unheard squawk of void does not elicit any response.

Gaster manages to get it out with a nasty little growl and a kick in the goopy knee from them. There are deep crescent shapes bite marks where their thumb meets their hand, leaking blood, but there doesn't seem to be serious damage. ]

Leggo!! [ They're nearly screeching. They try and rip their hand away in panic, eyes wide. ]

no only bread likking allowed

[voidster]

He clings tight with fingers with too much give to them, almost humanlike, the kind of fingers that have muscle and skin on them... and loses more solidity as his hand begin to glow a faint green light. He has so little energy left. The best he can do is get the wound to scab over and stop bleeding. As soon as that's done with, he releases their hand, more of a puddle now than he was a minute ago.

So.

Tired.

He won't be able to stop them biting themself again a second time. He did his best.

[Please. Don't hurt. Yourself.]

>:V spoilsport

[characlysmic]

[Gaster melts to soup around their hands with the familiar green glow of healing magic and they shudder, wild eyed. A shaky giggle of a whine slithers out from between their teeth and they wrench their hand back. ]

Sorry, sorry. You're worse now, sorry.

[voidster]

He's backed off now, though very very slowly. It's impossible to move with any kind of speed. He feels like a filthy slug.

[It's fine. I promise. Not falling down. Not dying.]

[characlysmic]

You're not fine don't lie, what happened!! What was that!!

[They clutch their hand close, squeezing it white and follow after. It's not that hard at Gasters current mobility, but they need to see this through. ]

I made it worse, I was bad, I'm sorry.

[voidster]

[You're not bad for being frightened. No need to be, though. That. Dog? My magic. Think of it like a pet.]

In the sense that it's harmless, friendly, under normal conditions and his control. Rarely did he ever use them to attack, and then only for testing purposes... After all, why would he need it? He didn't fight other monsters, unlike those who do like to 'spar'.

[characlysmic]

Dog??

[They like dogs, Dad put together a whole squad of dogs to visit the castle once. They got to play with them all day. Dogs, they don't think, are supposed to be like that. They'd never seen a dog like that. They scratch at the new scabs on their hands fretfully.]

Shouldn't be scared, should better. But it gooped you, it appeared and you dissapeared. That's not good, its not good.

[They're babbling a little, eyes unfocused in a way that suggests they're not all here right now. Chara...doesn't react to stress well.]

[voidster]

[Dogs. My son once called them puppies.]

Well, more than once. Sans was a toddler at the time, it's understandable. He stops trying to crawl away, patting the ground for a moment with a hand that squishes when touching the dirt.

[Come here. Sit.]

[characlysmic]

[Come here. Sit. Be a good child. Be quiet. Its funny how even if they can't hear the words, they quail under them, half of them wanting to rebel. They could run now, they could kick his gooey awful mass over and make a break for it and he couldn't make them do anything, but they don't want to. Because they're, worried? Concerned? They need something from him?? They stand blankly for a moment, and then shuffle over. They don't care enough to try and understand their own feelings right now. ]

Ok, but thats not a puppy. You're son is wrong.

[voidster]

[Please sit with me.] he repeats, needlessly, because they're already moving to do so. He waits until they have, then slides a little closer.

[Well, he was also three at the time... and obsessed with dogs in general.]

[characlysmic]

[They sit beside him quietly and hold their knees, eyes following his movements. ]

Dogs are cool. Your son was right about that at least.

[They roll a pebble under their fingers.]

When I was younger, I tried to get out of the window to pet a dog someone tied up outside. I dunno if I was three though. Nobody told me.

[Their childhood is a blur. Its not like they had birthdays to keep track of their age anyway.]

[voidster]

It's a wonder his signing is still legible. It's taking so much effort to keep his hands graceful and steady.

[I have never met a dog who was not also a monster. How do the surface animals compare?]

[characlysmic]

[They make a little quiet coyote with their hand, bobbing it up and down as they talk ]They're smaller, always walk on four legs, even less smart...

[They shrug. ] We didn't own one. To expensive. But I liked watching them at parks. All dogs look happy all the time.

[voidster]

[That's the same. They're very cheerful. Hard to get a dog down.]

You see? Nothing's wrong. The pair of them can simply sit here and chat about dogs and puppies. Everything is fine.

[characlysmic]

If a dog was sad, something would probably be really wrong. [They nod sagely. They've calmed down quite a bit without even noticing. Gaster is so good with kids. ]

Both monster dogs and regular dogs are cool. Are you allowed to keep monster dogs as pets??

[You know..just...asking for a friend.]

[voidster]

Even as a sludgemonster. He's relieved, himself. This will pass, he'll regain his manshape, and they will both be relatively fine.

[No. You shouldn't keep monsters as pets, not the dogs or the rabbits or the skeletons.]

Heh.

[characlysmic]

What? But thats no fair!!

[Asriel got a pet human after all. Why couldn't they get a little dog monster!! Unfair. ]

I'm going to make Asriel change that rule. Then I'll adopt all the monsters, and you wouldn't be able to stop me.

[voidster]

[Even the monsters that are not cute or fuzzy?]

Because whatever Papyrus says, skeletons are not included in the 'cute and fuzzy' group, unless they wear soft comfy jackets and stuff pillows in their shirts.

[characlysmic]

It would be rude to discriminate.

[They're not the cutest human either, so it doesn't seem fair to exclude monsters who aren't cute either. ]

Every monster is welcome, because they are all fuzzy on the inside.