Bad Sansuary Day 6: Restrained (feat. Dust)

Ok, here we go. First of all, oh my god your drawing is amazing, I cannot properly express how thankful I am because of the fact you made it. Shame that isn't their canon look, they look more like a fusion between Frisk and Chara. Second of all, the answers

1) FC has the memories of both Frisk and Chara, and yes, their personality is a mixture of their consciences, but somehow they are neither...? It's difficult to explain, but take as example, idk, a cake. There are many different ingredients, and the cake is a mixture of them, but it's at the same time something brand new. I'm trying to show it in the story in the clearest way possible, but it's difficult because in my vision Chara and Frisk are very different, and they are still soulless so they don't get to show much of their personality anyway. Right now, they are kinda apathetic and very confused on what is going on.

2) yes, the spirit produces everything regarding your trait/magic, and in my vision IT is the culmination of your being, not the soul. Let's say the spirit is you. It obviously changes from monster to monster to human to human, producing this way different kind of magic attacks (for monsters) and traits (for humans)

3) kinda like monsters, yes. It's a nice way of putting it, never actually thought about it before. Anyway, as I said the spirit produces determination (physical) and USUALLY, the soul stores it. HOWEVER, since both the soul and the body were gone their determination (physical) condensed to survive, this way forming a very unstable vessel. The soul usually stabilizes and controls it, but unfortunately that is not an option anymore. So yeah, you're right. Exploding means all the determination they have suddenly lashes out in a burst of energy so intense, it can actually destroy not only the AU itself, but the entire UTMV. Yes they are that determined

4) yes, yes, and yes, their determination (physical) is so condensed it acts like a physical body. Imagine like it changed its molecular composition, while still maintaining its characteristics.

Hope my answers satisfied you, and don't worry about the number of questions. I enjoy answering them. I have a little favor to ask you though, next time could you please ask them with the ask button? Thx.

Hey, I noticed you seem to be interested in the AU I'm working on, and I wanted to 1) thank you 2) tell you that if you have any doubts about it, you can ask and you shall be given a detailed and long answer

Greetings! Yes, I'm quite interested in AUs which involve the Player in some way. I love seeing the idea being explored. I have many questions regarding your AU, Soulless!tale. Since you did say you'd give a long answer. I'll try to limit the amount of questions you'll respond to. (I'll be referring to the Player sometimes as we/us/our)

Does FC have a combination of Frisk's and Chara's personality or is it fully separate? Or is this completely irrelevant as they are soulless? (Flowey has a personality despite being soulless)

Does the spirit produce everything involved with magic? Like magic attacks and food? (I would guess the food is laced with magic as they miraculously heal us/our vessel)

Since FC's body is just condensed determination. Does this mean they are similarly built to monsters? And the reason they can be at risk of exploding (no idea what this means) is because they don't have a soul to stabilize them?

HP and physical health are different from one another, yes? And HP only can get hurt by magic attacks while physical health can only get damaged by physical attacks? What does this mean for FC? As their body is made from magic and can only be damaged by physical attacks. Is their body just so condensed that only physical damage can be dealt?

This is all for now. I have other questions but they aren't as complex/interesting as these one's I gave. I am looking forward to your answers and your AU! It sounds very interesting! Have this ms paint doodle of what I imagine FC looks like!

Here's another post on the AU nobody asked for but that exists nonetheless.

Soulless!Frisk/Chara (in this post I will call them FC for short but this ISN'T their canon name) are literally made of determination. How is this possible? Well, in MY vision of Undertale the soul isn't the culmination of your being, but a mere recipient for whatever magic/trait your SPIRIT produces. It still is very important, since you need it to feel emotions and, in a monster's case, form your body. That explains how Flowey and Chara's spirit are possible, and how the other human souls still intervene in your favor in Omega Flowey's battle and how they keep producing their traits despite being dead. They aren't really dead in all three cases. Monsters' spirits pass in their dust when they die, that explains the reason behind the ceremony of putting the dust of someone dead on an object to conserve their essence. Also for me spiritual determination and physical DETERMINATION are two different things, the physical DETERMINATION being the one produced by the SPIRIT. So, I already specified in the previous post that FC's DETERMINATION condensed in physical matter to form a new body, thus creating a particular relation between the SPIRIT and the body. That's why they risk to explode at any moment. Since the Player inserted a special command in the game before playing this run (to see if anything would change) that made Asriel's last attack fatal FC's code is completely destroyed, so their DETERMINATION, to survive, reacts like this and makes the game crash. Just a mechanism of defense against something that shouldn't have happened in the first place.

In this post I wanted to clarify these things, since I feel like people would miss them normally and they are important to understand the story and how FC works. If you have any questions about anything that regards this the ask box is open, and please notify me about the weak points of my theories because it helps me to improve them. I thank you for reaching the end of this post, even just reading it all means a lot to me because I know I tend to ramble when I write and I appreciate the time and energies you spent on reading until the end. So thank you infinitely, and feel free to just skip through this if you don't like my story, but if you do happen to enjoy this, follow me here on Tumblr and check out the real story on Quotev.

Bye!

Third post on the AU I'm pretty sure nobody noticed, but still exists anyway.

In this one I'd like to talk about FC (this ISN'T their canon name), and specifically code-related stuff about them. As I specified twice previously, they got their code destroyed, so what happened to all the code-needing stuff then? The answer is quite simple.

They're gone.

HP? Gone. EXP? Gone. LOVE? Gone. ATK, DEF, GOLD? Completely, absolutely gone. If you killed them (and to kill them means you have to find some way to make their spirit no more bound to this world and their determination) you wouldn't obtain anything. If you try to pull them into a Fight it won't work. They can physically harm you, but no damage will occur to your HP. They can only be harmed physically, and magic will work on them only if it can do just that (a bone sent at slow speed at them will only bonk them instead of dropping their inexistent HP). If they want to kill, they have to do it at a physical level. If they killed, it would happen what happens when you kill someone in the real world, no EXP or LOVE included.

I developed this mechanic based on a set of dialogue strings Toriel says in the Ruins.

If you go through the Ruins and get hurt in a fight but heal yourself (with a SAVE file or food) Toriel will still notice you're hurt physically, and she says she will try to heal you. If you go through the Ruins and you don't get hit, Toriel will comment how impressive it is that you managed to do so. This led me to conclude physical injuries exist in Undertale and they can be caused by magic as well and magic does not damage only your soul. That gave me the start jump of developing FC's ways of getting hurt.

By the way, in this AU the SAVE ability and the Reset button are an exclusive of the Player, since 1. They technically were the most determined being in the world, or at least were until this little incident (their superiority in determination is what allowed them to control FC in the first place) 2. Even if FC wanted to use them, these abilities can only be used by beings with a CODE, so they automatically go to the Player anyway 3. They are what ties the Player to this world, and if they exist the Player will always find a way back. However they can't use it since to physically press the buttons it requires a vessel that is the most determined as well, and since that role now belongs to FC it creates a situation where nobody can use the buttons.

That's pretty much all I wanted to say. As per usual, thank you for reading this post and coming to the end, feel free to leave a question in the ask box if you have doubts, if you like this AU consider subscribing to see when other posts come out and check out the real story on Quotev. Adieu, mon cheries!

Very well then, my dear plapog. Prepare for war

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Bad Sansuary day 1: Differences (feat. Dust)

First time doing this, I hope it'll be fun.

I was planning on using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem) so yeah, hope you'll like it. We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon and fanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Note: I rush-finished this story while up in the middle of the night and sleep deprived. Hope you still like it

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

Dust Sans belongs to @ask-dusttale

Ashes belongs to me

Edit: reposted this because internet was acting up and erased it so I had to rewrite it T_T

It was a quiet day in Nightmare's castle today. A peaceful day. The halls were silent, Phantom hadn't popped up so far, Killer was nowhere near Dust so he couldn't pester him, and there were no missions they had to do. It was one of those days where you would be more than happy to just lay down on your bed, or in Dust's case the couch, and stare at the ceiling as time slowly drifted away and you sank deeper and deeper into your thoughts and into apathy until everything became meaningless-

Sounds of glass breaking and quiet giggles came from the kitchen.

... That was if Ashes didn't get in the way of the peace.

Dust groaned as he sat up from the couch in the living room and slowly dragged himself over to the kitchen, leaning on the door frame and observing the situation. The kitchen was the same as always, with an oven, a fridge, a stove, some counters and the shelves with the glasses and the plates over it all. The only difference was Ashes and the impressively big pile of glass shards at her feet. Also, the majority of the glasses weren't in their place, giving Dust a pretty clear idea of what happened. Ashes stared at the pile at her feet and erupted in a fit of giggles, her wide smile and crazed eyes rivaling his own when he was in battle or having a breakdown. He just stared back as she locked eyes with him, then grabbed a handful of shards and threw them in the air, making small clinking sounds when they hit the ground again. Dust was pretty sure Ashes cut her hand in the process, but didn't comment on it as she sauntered over to him like what she did was completely normal. She did a big bow almost like she was mocking him with it, then spoke in a teasing and cheerful tone.

"Why hello there my fellow team member with dead spirits following him around! I hope you had a good nap there on the couch~”

Dust ignored that as he looked at the glass shards on the floor.

"You're gonna get in trouble with the Boss”

Ashes put a finger on her chin as she tapped on it in a fake contemplating motion.

"Eh, I'll get out of the punishment alive! ... Or maybe not, who knows, who cares, certainly not me!”

She turned her back on him and then bent backwards, staring at him all the meanwhile.

"After all, death is just a social construct and life is just an illusion!”

Dust didn't even blink at that. He was used to her shenanigans by now. He also was used to her random fits of chaos causing, whether that be through breaking stuff or pranking, her eccentric personality and her nonchalance about death in general. Because sure, it wasn't like everyone here had a particular fear of death, but she straight up laughed in front of it. She took hit after hit and somehow, always seemed to come out alive.

Ashes smiled as she booped him in the nose completely at random. Dust retreated a little from her at that, a little annoyed she just booped him for no reason.

"Why did you do that?”

She shrugged.

“It's fun! C'mon, mood killer, don't be like all those people who can only see their own point of views. Be fun, be strange, be different! Normal is so overrated don't you think?”

She kept smiling that unsettling smile as she got past him and out of the kitchen.

“Well, I'm gonna see how many birds I can kill and then string up to the ceiling. See you~”

She left the kitchen with a small laugh, leaving Dust there alone.

He stared at the jagged pieces of glass as they reflected back a broken version of him a thousand times, thinking about what Ashes said. Most of the time, she said mainly nonsense to confuse him and the others, but this time he actually started reflecting on something he never really stopped to think about before. Ashes really was something different from everything he had ever seen.

She was a peculiarity even among them, the most famous gang who caused evil in the Multiverse. In a Multiverse full of versions of yourself, you could hardly be considered different from others. Ashes could manage that effortlessly. Dust was pretty sure there weren't many versions of her or one of her species for whatever reason, her monster race alone setting her apart from the rest. She wasn't a skeleton. Her true form, a dragon, was often replaced by a more comfortable shape of semi-human looking disguise. Even if they were all more or less crazy here, Ashes took it to another completely different level, one that even Killer and, Dust suspected, Nightmare couldn't fully understand. She reminded Dust of himself or one of the others during a breakdown, but on a constant scale and ten times worse. She didn't seem to care about anything (the Boss, the missions, the other members of the gang) aside from one single crucial thing: chaos. It was like she fed on it like Nightmare fed on negativity, and Dust doubted anyone knew how or why she could. Ever since she willingly came up to Nightmare and asked to join, something that never happened before, she got more and more of a mystery for the inhabitants of the castle. And let's not get started on her power to consume souls to get stronger.

She was different from them all in everything, from physical to mental. Nobody knew why. And Dust found himself uncomfortable as he discovered he didn't know if it was either for good or bad.

Damn it. I'm sorry everyone, but Tumblr won't allow me to go further 😭

Bad Sansuary day 11: hands (feat. Horror)

I am using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem). We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon, fanon and headcanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Every character belongs to its respective owner

Ashes belongs to me

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

It had been a while ever since anything interesting happened. There hadn't been missions nor supply runs as the Boss was satisfied with how everything was going for now, and nothing special happened in the castle also as Ashes seemed to tone down her "pranks" a little ever since what happened with Horror. He had to say, she recovered pretty well considering what he did to her. The others questioned what happened to her incessantly when she came back but whether she knew what really happened or not she avoided all the questions.

Everyone was busy doing their own things, Killer down in the training room because he probably wanted to send away some of his boredom by beating up the dummies, Dust was in his room probably taking a nap or doing something with his phone, the Boss being in his office as always handling whatever paperwork he had and Ashes being somewhere in the castle, either wandering or with Killer. Ever since what Horror called the Lesson she seemed to take a particular interest in Killer, neglecting Horror and Dust, not that they were complaining really. The more time she stayed away from them the better.

As for Horror, he was actually in the living room with some wooden blocks besides him and some little already carved wooden statues on his other side, him working on one right now. He had some carving knives in his hands, and used his sharp claws to carve little details from time to time, putting everything he finished on his right side and taking another block from the ones on his left to repeat the process again. Every statue he had was some kind of animal, mostly preys like bunnies but some were also predators, like the bear he had just finished drawing, and some being things from his AU like the cannibal Temmies that lived in Waterfall or the beasts that roamed Snowdin's woods that terrified even him.

Not many people knew that Horror liked carving things. Well, he didn't like just that, he liked doing many things that usually involved using his hands. Back in his AU he could only do it with set things that were useful, like sorting through the food they had or recalibrating his puzzles when Papyrus insisted on it, but here he wasn't under as much pression so he found different things he could do. Of course some things he kept, like sharpening his weapons or going through the food stocks, but he had also found that wood carving and a few other things coulddo the trick. It was kinda relaxing, it kept his hands and his mind occupied on the task he had and he could forget where or who he was for a second, just doing things.

That was until a certain someone ruined the quiet and came to disturb him in the middle of carving another statue.

"Sooooo, wassup big giant?"

Ashes popped up out of seemingly nowhere, getting near his table and grabbing one of his statues. She inspected it close, looking at it for a few moments before tossing her up and down in the air, catching it before it hit the pavement before throwing it again.

"Whatcha doin with these little things?"

Horror sighed and muttered a curse under his breath. While it was true that she wasn't as damaging as before, Ashes was still very annoying without being a straight up problem. He made sure all his other statues were safe before answering, eyelight still trained on the block he was carving now.

"You blind? I'm carving some things."

She just chuckled, propping herself up on the table with her arms under her as she laid her chin on her hands with a smug expression.

"Jeez, no need to be so pissy, I was just asking.~"

Horror knew she wasn't just asking, she was searching for entertainment and she conveniently found him so now she'd annoy him. Even with what he did, she could never be scared off that easily and always came back.

"Ohhhh, this one looks interesting~"

She took another one of his statues, representing one of the monsters back in Horror's AU, and looked at it closely before starting to juggle with it and the other she had snatched earlier, making complex tricks with them and looking at Horror

"Aww, not impressed? Oh well, guess I'll have to step it up a notch then~"

And with that, she summoned a fireball and started juggling with it too. Horror immediately got a little tense, but made no move as he just observed Ashes with a wary eye. She had pulled some stunts like this before, but he tended to notice they almost never ended up in destruction, and he knew Ashes was laying low recently, so he wasn't overly worried. Still, he kept a close eye on her as she juggled with admittedly impressive skill, sometimes even using one hand while the other took other statues and added them in. When she eventually stopped, she piled the statues in one hand while grabbing the fireball with the other and extinguishing it by closing the hand, putting all the statues back in their places. She giggled at Horror's surprised expression.

"I see I managed to impress you~"

Horror stared ar her, then at the statues before asking

"Where'd you learn to do that"

At this, her smile got a little wider, as she tilted her head and answered

"You're not the only one who can keep secret hobbies, big guy."

She paused for a moment, staring into the void, before adding

"Once you do what I did and learn what I learned, it's easy to develop skills with your hands very, very quickly. But you know all about that, don't you?"

At that, Horror stayed silent. It was true. The only reason he was so good with his hobbies was because of what he did back in his AU.

"Aaaaanyway, I'm going to see if I can find a bird to hang to the ceiling. Cya!~"

And with that, she was gone.

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So true.

I mean, it's OKAY to like him, don't misunderstand me, just like it's okay to like any other character, but this... It's too much. It is simply too much.

The fandom literally worships him. HE WAS THE FRICKIN TUMBLR SEXYMAN BACK IN 2022 (I think it was 2022, not sure). WHAT THE HECK GUYS.

And don't get me started on how many Sanses there are out there and how few Frisks, Charas, Toriels, Papyruses, Undynes, Alphys's, Mettatons, ASGORES MY MAN, ASGORES, have their own AU and story and don't just exist ignored.

GIVE MORE STORIES TO THE OTHER CHARACTERS TOO. THEY DESERVE ONE.

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