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It was night time in Heaven. All the angels lay sleeping, dreaming of sinking into sweet empty bliss. Unaware of the portal that opened up that night.
In the morning, an angel is wrapped in the embrass of a lanky, sloth-like demon.
Their scream awoke all the angels a bit earlier than usual.
The angel quickly grabs at their wings, screaming. The now wide awake angels quickly start attacking with everything they have, with blank looking faces. All of them smiling, and not blinking. The frightened angel is the only odd one out.
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Bored and in need of Angel inspiration
The more votes a part gets, the bigger I'll make em.
#fnaftale#underverse#fnaf au#undertale au#underfazverse#angel#vote poll#character poll#make a character#this will be a canon design#also make up random angel names in the comments
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*points* them
(this lolbit belongs to @glitterdragonthegreatprotector :D)
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The real question is what do you like more? Fnaf or undertale?
"Icewallogum asks, "the real question is what do you like more? Fnaf or undertale?" Well, I honestly pretty undertale. Mainly because of how vast the fandom is, and how many AUs there are."
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(The Link still doesn't work, but you seem to have pretty common rules- hope this is an ok starter-)
Soft crying is heard somewhere in the pizzeria. Starting up suddenly like the person suddenly got transported there. Sounds to be a little girl....
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It was rather late at night, and typically, that was when things were supposed to be silent, not that there was anybody there to listen and notice. . . aside from the giant animatronic animals roaming around, and they noticed.
At first, they had been wandering around aimlessly, as expected from a machine, but if someone had been there to watch, they would’ve seen them quickly become a lot more focused and determined to find something. . . They stopped at doors, listened, and moved on to the next.
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@ask-underfazverse has made a deal with the Radio Demon
“Goodness! It would seem that Hell opens its doors for just about anyone these days~ Unless you have wandered through a gate by accident, of course~?”
#ask-underfazverse#alastors-radioshow#::On With The Show:: - RP#::I've Got A Game I Want To Show You - The Muse Speaks::#::Look Over Your Shoulder And I'm Gone:: - Queue
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@ask-underfazverse asked: Sobbing suddenly started in the pizzeria. Like someone suddenly appeared out of no where. "Someone help! Please help my dad! Dad! D-daddy! Don't leave me!"
Someone should probably go check on the child...
Lavinia’s shadowy rabbit ear twitches under her veil as she hears the sound of a child. A child? Not one of hers, as far as she can tell, the ghost children wail a different sort of tune. She keeps to the shadows as she follows the noises as if this child is alive.....well her form tends to scare most.
“Little one?”
#verse: shadow puppets#hope Lavinia's okay....Mrs.Afton may be all ghost but she's still one hell of a mom#ask-underfazverse
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(Been months since I RPed with you. So I decided to send a starter, I hope you don't mind-)
A child screaming is heard, followed by a loud thud. Frisk had flung themselves through another portal out of boredom, and was now in Michael's house.
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Evan, in his soul form, slowly floated up to the child that had flew though the strange portal, watching them closely and curiously, the bloody bandages still wrapped around his head from his death, not really able to speak anymore. Reaching down, he gently tapped the child's shoulder.
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The multiverse is full of infinite possibilities...
Most worlds tend to connect through similar builds. Through stories, people, themes...
It's no surprise seeing a stranger to the multiverse. What IS surprising, however, was his condition. Covered in deep wounds, limbs twisted and torn, and he appeared to be drowning in his own blood by the time he was found. Holy weapons were embedded in his skin, and the flesh sizzled liked bacon around it.
He had red skin, gray hooves, horns that looked far too round and circular to have normally grown out of his head. His long pointed tail is covered in hand prints, and there are bones exposed out of his back. He lays face first in a pool of his own boiling blood, barely breathing or moving.
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Cry’s come from the mass amounts of strangers, many just back away to cowedly to do anything, but a few step up, and begin to heal him. Mainly the younger, less evil Malak’s, a few Doug’s that are just simply concerned, and only one Bierce.
Dream Malak very hurriedly takes him to his hospital, with the help of the others.
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Frisk was in the void, like they always were in between genocides. They decided to sleep, since there wasn't much else that could be done in the void.
They woke up somewhere completely new. A world that looked like it was made for giants, doors that were 20 times their hight.
Unlike in their world, they still had control. A new game still hasn't started yet.
*"...oh fucking hell-"
They leap up after a while, once they realized they had control of themselves. The first thing they do is take a step. Then another, and another. They go over to an uninteresting wall, and stare at it.
After a half hour of doing the most boring thing they could think of, they punch the wall. "*HOLY SHIT, I'M ME!!!"
They collapse to the ground, crying tears of joy as they clutch their broken hand.
#fnaftale#undertale au#fnaf au#underverse#underfazverse#fnaf rp#undertale rp#frisk the human#frisk#crying child#fnaf crying child
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Drew the Doomslayer vs my Lucifer based on an rp idea
From behind the slayer
To in "front" of the demon
...he'll be fine, right?
The draft I based this drawing on under cut
Lucifer's eyes nearly become black from how tight the slits of his eyes become. All six of his nostrils flar as they are filled with blood, staring at the green monster he heard so much about. His breathing becomes heavy, a heavy and cold mist from his lungs. He can practically hear the child begging for mercy from this monster. The blood of the innocent has a distinct smell, that he knows far too well...
"So... the slayer has gone for easy prey, has he...?"
He growls, his voice so dangerous, the burning stones beneath his feet frost with fear. He begins to walk, to cross that line he has only crossed a few times before. The glassy sound of ice breaking is heard, as he pulls his hoof from the ground with a mighty tug, as he goes from a just being of honor, to a cruel and cold beast.
As he steps forward, he watches the slayer, his mind absent. He does not read him, he does not see him, he only sees something he must rip apart. A sinner that needs to be torn limb from limb to pay for what he has done.
Then... lucifer disappears.
He seeps into the ground, a oozing and wicked fog, slithering out of sight, like snakes into the cracks.
The silence only lasts for a moment, as a wall of darkness is suddenly seen overhead. Crashing down, a tsunami of wrathful shadows plunges everything into the black cold. The darkness consumes everything and everyone with dread and morbid anticipation for execution. Every now and again, there is a sudden gust of warmth every few minutes, like the breathing of a beast, and it doesn’t take too long for everyone to realize that's EXACTLY what it is. The hot and wet breath of this... he cannot considered a demon at this point... whatever he is, he is somehow everywhere. This darkness itself breathes, and with every breath, snow begins to form. Swirling as a blizzard begins to form in this mass of pure hatred.
But the darkness feels different to the demons than the slayer...
Though they are in the same, endless and all consuming darkness, the demons feel an odd mix of terror and safety, like they are merely sitting in the maw of this beast, in the safety behind the teeth, while the slayer stands in the belly, completely surrounded with no light to guide him. The ground beneath their feet seems to begin breathing with lucifer, icey teeth forms around the slayer, wishing to consume but not yet. Lucifer will savor every delicious and painful breath that comes from this poor excuse of a man, like how he assumes the slayer savors every drop of demon blood that falls on his hands.
Then in the endless darkness, everyone sees white. Not light, white. Eyes begin to form, in constellations in this hateful mist, glaring at the armored man, his armor bleached by this beings power. All things that are not lucifer, besides his eyes, are white. There are some spots of red here and there, in a million different places, where gaping eye sockets float, bobbing up and down like leaves threatening to sink in the murky depths of the murderous waters that is this monster.
Gallons of blood starts pouring from above filling the black and white with red, the tiny red dots above deceive their true size, being miles across.
Eyes and hands occasionally slither around the slayer, trying to hold back from slaughtering him now. No, no he must wait to kill him.
Something wet presses against the slayer's back, making his armor warm, as white fangs start forming around the teeth, occasionally swallowing or being swallowed by eyes. Others can see what presses again the doomslayer's back. An endless shine in the black, as one final pupil slits. The white of this eye shines all all except for him, as he is bathed in darkness. The black is endless behind him, the eye literally touching his back unblinking. A wall of warmth and wetness, the only warmth he will get, till he feels his own blood going cold on his own skin.
It would be a cold day in hell if the slayer were to die by a demon's hand. And with how the snow swirls so cruelly around only him, it may be fate.
#fnaftale#underverse#fnaf au#undertale au#underfazverse#lucifer#tw scopophobia#tw eye contact#tw eyes#tw blood#doom eternal#doom slayer#doomguy
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so uh fun fact
i have a couple of fnaf ocs (three actually) that i made from a stream i heard
but then never really gave them the light of day
and then i discover stella
so i had to drew this as soon as i immediately saw her😂
stellaursa belongs to @glitterdragonthegreatprotector
#my art#fnaf oc#fnaf au#fnaftale#underverse#underfazverse#stellaursa springlocks#ursula#someone else's oc#someone else's au#oc: ursula
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"YO WHAT UP GAMERS! It's me, ya boy, XXXXXXX_FNAFxUNDERTALE_LOVER_XXXXXXX, and today on the stream, we're playing FNAFtale! Don't forget to like and subscribe to see more of my content! Let the game begin..."
#fnaf au#undertale au#fnaftale#underfazverse#ask blog#rp blog#ask the player#XXXXXXX_FNAFxUNDERTALE_LOVER_XXXXXXX
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(@ask-underfazverse changed it only slightly cause lazy-)
best stories are often rewritten and retold. Birthing new tales from the old. Let us start at the beginning, like we did before.
But in a way, that is new. Let's have fates change once again, in a new but familiar way. But try again, in a more realistic way.
A mysterious figure hides in the shadows, behind Willy weasel. There is no possible way for him to have gotten inside without anyone noticing, and yet he did. The stranger brings attention to himself. "Heya.... don't cha know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake my hand..."
Willy turns around, looking down at him. He puts on his animatronic personality facade. "Well, hey there! We don't get a lot of other animal pals here! Name's Willy! Willy the Weasel!" He shakes his hand.
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(FNAFtale x Doom: Episode 1. Embrace of Darkness)
A strange demon wakes up in hell, and groggily gets up. He's surprised to not be wounded-
Well...
More wounded than usual at least. Whenever he awakens from a deep sleep, it's usually because of himself passing out due to injuries.
He shakes his head, ridding his mind of the images of past defeats, and he starts to look around. Looking to see how much of his pack is still around.
To his surprise and fear, he doesn't see anything he recognizes. The land around him is too wide, and he actually sees a dusty sky instead of a roof riddled with hanging demons. He looks around the ground, and he sees only small splashes of blood. Most of which isn't even boiling.
Worst of all, he doesn't feel the looming threat of heaven over him. Now, had this been another other situation, he would have been rejoicing. But this is far too strange for him...
"...where in the forgotten gods' names, am I...?"
He tries to open a portal back home, but he's only able to manage creating a few sparks of hellfire. He grits his teeth in pain, as he struggles to perform the simple spell. He falls to one knee, panting. "...I-I'm too weak right now... I need to gain energy..."
He starts walking around, his tail swaying side to side steadily, like an annoyed cat. "That's just great... don't know where I am, too weak to go home... hopefully there's something to eat in this world so I can regain my strength..."
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*around him there were many forms in the distance, they seemed to be people and others not. There was a destroyed building nearby in what looked to be an area of plains although it was hard to tell with the dark stone floor seeming to extend on forever in cracked and rolling hills with large rocks and boulders occasionally being spread with small groves of trees. Near the destroyed house in front of the demon there was a figure coming out that looked straight at him with glowing eyes and a ball of fire in its hand, it was limping and using its free arm to hug across their stomach*
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A demon is found outside of the hotel, wounded and covered in holy weapons that are foreign. They boil the poor demon's skin, making blisters. Blood spews from his mouth, frothing and foaming like boiled milk.
In his arms is a tiny demon, that seems to be in worse condition, all skin and bones, and missing an arm with his skin being all torn, as though his flesh was nothing more than rags hanging loosely against his malnourished frame. Both demons are unconscious.
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Charlie was both horrified and confused. She had never seen demons like these before, nor did she see angelic weapons besides spears. She quickly called in others to help her get them inside.
The demon wakes up in a bed, his wounds tended to. The child, however, wasn't to be found. Not in this room, at least.
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