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In the end I'm always alone
It's how everything started...He woke up all alone.
No...He wasn't alone...He could sense them...Just behind the mirror...He called out to them and they answered "how did you know?"
He replied "I can sense you...It's not that hard", when they revealed themselves to him he noticed they weren't like him.
All bone, a web marking on their forehead. How odd...But he wasn't alone...He'd do anything to not be alone ever again.
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IDIOT!
He was an idiot. Believing Webding's lies...Liar...FILTHY LIAR!
Shadow was mad, oh...No mad was too small...He was furious, enraged. He HATED her.
Hate...He liked that...Oh it felt good...Better than feeling the rush of EXP enter him.
He was alone but that was fine. Hate will keep him company. He'll plan...He'll take his revenge!
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Shadow stared at the skeleton child he was now tied to, at first he hated them too. Another awful thing to tie him down.
But...They smiled at him, they reached for him...They were lonely too.
It felt nice to not be alone again...He still hated Webdings, he'll get his revenge...Just...It now had to include Roman too...He needed to keep her.
His thoughts of blindless revenge was stupid, if he took revenge then what?
He'd have nothing to do, he'd be alone again.
Now though...He had someone to protect, keep safe. Roman was his purpose, his reason.
He'll make sure she won't betray him like Webdings did, he'll play with her, tell her stories...A few little white lies to make her think twice that Webdings actually cared.
Because he knew it was true, Webdings didn't care. He saw it in her face. Everytime she looked at Roman he saw her look disgusted.
Roman wasn't to blame for her sins, neither was he but he'll carry them.
He'll be the big brother.
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He did it...Well almost...Roman fought for control at the last minute but they were safe now.
He took a new form, rewrote some of Roman's memories.
He was the little sister, he wanted Roman to have a reason to stay around and not fall down, to be the big sister and be there for him.
But...She left. He wasn't paying attention and she was gone.
Then she came back through a purple portal with the widest smile on her face "SIS YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT'S OUT THERE!" She yelled.
There were apparently worlds out there, millions...Maybe more.
He got worried when she mentioned how she was almost killed, he almost broke from his role but calmed down when she let him know it won't happen again.
But still...She would leave, again and again.
He tried asking her why she can't just stay and she'd reply "it's boring in here...There is so much to see! I can't just stay locked inside this bubble forever."
...He was stupid...He didn't think...He didn't plan.
Idiot...Of course she'd get bored and leave him.
He's alone again...He doesn't blame her...He deserves it.
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Shadow was sat in an unfamiliar room, on an unfamiliar bed, in a world that he only knew from Roman's stories.
He made another plan because he couldn't ever stop.
He couldn't handle being alone and in his quest to keep Roman for himself, he lost her for good.
Here he was in Pinktale, a universe where her best friend Joyce lived, Joyce took him in alongside that other girl...Neela he thinks her name was.
Why him?
He was the one that didn't think...He messed up again and now he was alone for good.
What was the point?
He can't stand being alone again!
When Joyce asked if he wanted to see the sun he almost wanted to refuse, just leave him...He deserves it.
But...The lonliness...He couldn't take it again...He can't.
He accepted the hand of friendship and Mercy. He saw the sun...How long has it been since he was promised he'd see the sun?
How many years?
It wasn't just the sun, there were people...Monsters. He wasn't alone.
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Unicode Oasis, digital, 2023
My partner drew the flowers for this. Everything else is drawn from scratch.
Prints available here!
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I did a thing where untranslated alien speech shows up as webdings, and I was like "okay, how many ways to decipher this are there" and it turns out, there's a LOT, because a lot of systems just strip out the font coding and render it as plain text. You can copy-paste it into a plain text editor like Notepad++, or you can just highlight and right-click...
Also, you see that bullhorn icon that says "Read aloud selected text"? That's my text-to-speech plugin that I use specifically to read AO3 fanfics to me while I game, and it does the exact same thing.
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Like most forms of corruption, it began with men in suits.
Happy birthday Webdings! (5/8/2023)
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Various Weird Font genders!
Wingdingic: a gender connected to the font wingdings! this gender could also be connected to mystery, black and white, or old web!
Webdingic: a gender connected to the font webdings! this gender could also be connected to weirdness, primary colors, or old web!
Fishdingic: a gender connected to the font fishdings! this gender could also be connected to tropical themes, marine life, or nostalgia!
Image ids under the cut and also in alt-text!:
image id: a 9 striped flag, the color order is dark grey, grey, light grey, pale grey, white, pale grey, light grey, grey, dark grey. in the center of the flag there is a word in wingdings that simply translates into "wingdings"
image id: a 9 striped flag, the color order is yellow, red, light grey, blue, white, blue, light grey, red, yellow. in the center of the flag there is a word in webdings that simply translates into "webdings"
image id: a 9 striped flag, the color order is blue, light blue, seafoam, pink, white, pink, seafoam, light blue, blue. in the center of the flag there is a word in fishdings that simply translates into "fishdings"
#fishdings#webdings#wingdings#xenogender#xenogender coining#xenogender flag#xenogender positivity#mogai flag#mogai#mogai coining#mogai friendly#mogai safe#pemogai#pemogai label#pemogai coining#pemogai flag#liom#liom gender#liom flag#liom coining#liom community#liomogai#my terms#my flags#queer#lesboy/turigirl safe#endogenic safe#mspec lesbian/gay safe#gaybian safe#hazardqueer
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artfight for @decamarks, can’t believe THIS guy was mike all along
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Here are some of the Webdings and Wingdings font
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A starter for @bow-tie-bartender
The chatter around the camp was considerably energetic today. News spread that there was a cluster of new recruits joining their particular group, which eventually reached the two skeletons that also inhabited the campsite. The smaller of the two, Wingdings, nervously tugged at the sleeves of his cloak, hoping that the royal monster crest on his chest was noticeable enough in the mild chaos in case a memo wasn’t passed along of his...recruitment. A quick glance upwards showed that the sun was still fresh in the sky... He wasn't sure when he would be summoned back to the medic tents, but for now, it might be worth viewing who was new in case.
Would there be more like him? Probably not... A busy monster accidentally grazed his arm passing by, causing a small flinch before he regained his composure and clutched at a sleeve tighter. He wished Aki was around, but she was needed for something important she said... She would comment that this would be good social experience for him, wouldn't she?
It was more out of curiosity than anything, for a flurry of questions bogged his mind. Aki may have tried explaining how many have come from far and wide to aid in the war, but he just couldn't quite fathom it. The main question he had...
Was why.
Wingdings' bright eyelights grew lost in thought, his once purposeful pace dwindling to an absent-minded wander. The bustling monsters, the earth and dust tossed up into the air, the chatter...it began to fade away. An anxious pang in his soul scolded him for it, but at times, he just couldn't help it.
At least there was a cautious eye keeping tabs on him. The larger of the two, Webdings, was stationed near the entrance of the recruitment tent, watching as monsters passed by. Reluctantly, he was in his smaller form as to not startle any of the newcomers. It was a little bit of a scuffle between him and Wingdings to get the helmet on though...his skull itched.
Occasional sniffs of the air also accustomed him to the new scents, the new monsters...therefor less unusual scents to investigate on patrols. Anyone thinking of approaching him however was met with an intense glare. He was there to assist in case there was a human hidden amongst the rabble, or in case one scuffled with another...or if the pup got himself into trouble. Otherwise...he couldn’t care less.
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Moods (ver. Gaster)
I made rainbow pastel Sans yesterday. Have a Gaster in the same colors.
Sans | Papyrus
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How Roman got her scar
Because said story is so old I'm gonna retell it here.
When she woke up, she was in an empty space. It was grey and cold, but...She was sure someone was here? There had to be right?
She looked toward a wall and saw someone, they were small like herself, they were looking at her too! She smiled and saw the other creature smile back. She wasn't alone, she got up, her legs wobbly at first before rushing at the creature.
She had so many questions, who was she? What was she? Where was she? So so many questions that someone can answer.
BASH!
She backed up after running into the creature, that hurt. Hurt?
Something fell from her, it was grey like the room, what was it? Why is she hurting?
"No no" a voice came, grabbing her hand to stop her from touching her forehead. "No touching" the new creature said. But it hurt, it's hurting.
"Did you seriously not recognize yourself?" The creature asked sounding annoyed. She looked up at the creature confused then she felt something else fall down her cheek, something wet. She reached up a hand and rubbed at that. What was it?
"Hey I don't want to hear you crying. You're okay, you'll just have a scar" the creature said. Crying? Is that what she's doing? Is she not supposed to cry?
"Okay, well now you know better don't you?" The creature asked as they stood up. The pain wasn't as bad now, she nodded she wanted to know more. Will they answer all her questions?
"I got a lot to teach you Roman" the creature said with a smile, she tilted her head, what was that? Were they talking to her? Roman...Is that what she is? Or is that who she is?
How do you tell? She opened her mouth "Roman" she repeated, the creature smiled "that's your name, Roman Times New" they replied. Name...That's who she is!
But then...What was she? Where was she? Why was she here? Who was this? What are they? Why are they here? So so many questions.
"Come on, follow me. Best to get started now" the creature said already walking away, she Roman...Was quick to follow.
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Seeing chemical equations in webdings hits different
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//*flings a bunch of sketches* boi have I got a couple characters to talk about and here’s the first one (that has the most stuff tbh).
This fella here is Rockwell Nova, or Rockwell for short. (With his little mouse friend Matthew.)
*slaps a bunch of stuff under yet another Read More plz read tho’ if you can*
He’s still fairly new, so I hope more of his background falls in place over time, but hoo boi he’s a fun? guy. Rockwell is a warhound construct, same as Webdings, and was the “alpha” of the pack he was put into. Bigger, (a whopping 8′5″ tall, 14′ at shoulders when shifted), stronger, and what gave him the edge over others is the fact that his defining trait is determination. It was very hard to get him to stay down.
I loosely say “alpha” because that social construct has been debunked in wild wolf packs. These warhounds however were all antsy, highly aggressive individuals forced together into a group and instructed to get along. Brawls over dominance and disagreements were often occurrences.
Webdings and Rockwell were actually part of the same pack before Web and Tatters fled from humankind and ended up allied with monsterkind. The thought of him sends fear in Web’s soul, however so much time has passed and no known skeletons other than Web and Tatters were sealed away, so it’s assumed the rest of his packmates perished.
Nope.
After Rockwell’s necromancer handler died and the war was won, it became increasingly hard to keep him under control (warhounds are well-known for their violent tempers) to the point that the only way to keep him in line at least somewhat was through fire magic. Rockwell strongly disliked humans (and pretty much everything) to start with, but scorch after scorch...it easily became a deep hatred. His bones are permanently charred (first drawing for reference hhh).
He managed to flee, however due to how skeleton constructs were treated, they were like batteries without knowing how to recharge themselves. Eventually he ran out of strength, almost magic as well, but was discovered by a mouse-like monster named Matthew. The mouse took a chance by offering food to the warhound and it formed an uneasy pact between the two. Rockwell was to help protect Matthew’s hidden refuge from humans and their tools while he would be repayed in food and shelter.
A dangerous gamble, but Rockwell saw no threat from the monster village, learned that “food” was both surprisingly tasty (to the point where he repeatedly tried eating things he shouldn’t have) and kept him alive, and at least had the notion not to bite the hand that (literally) fed him, so he complied. Over time it would change into curiosity, then perhaps a massively tsundere form of companionship. Small acts of kindness from those who dared get close enough to him boggled him. For the first time, he witnessed a form of humanity.
Rockwell is not as far in development mentally as Webdings is, but there is some support from his small companions (dare he say). He can still be quite cruel and aggressive toward outsiders, though he will stop at nothing to make sure his charges are safe. Perhaps there is a little good under the levels of assholery that he is.
Though that brings up a good question, when will they learn that monsterkind is free...?
Fun facts:
-With the introduction of Rockwell, it probably warrants a list of some defining characteristics in warhounds in general. First of all they have notoriously violent behaviors with severely stunted emotional/mental growths and are often kept sealed away until released to hunt monsters down. Large nasal passages, they are incredibly good at sniffing prey down. Horns, they all have unique horn patterns that are retractable if wanted. It’s believed their vaguely draconic/demonic looks were inspired by the mages creating them. All are “multi-bodied,” meaning multiple skeletons were used and fused together to form them, so they have a range of quirks they can pick up from their human and canid remnants (or whatever skeletons were selected for the individual). They made for very effective monster hunters, but were often frowned upon by human mages due to how unpredictable and difficult to manage they were. Webdings (and vaguely Rockwell) have moved on from that stage thanks to the incredible influences they’ve had in their lives.
-In case you were wondering, Rockwell wears a ghillie suit that the mice made for him. Helps him blend in a little better with the forest they’re residing in. Fashion!
-The mice monsters don’t have that long of a life span, so while Matthew was the first “handler,” Rockwell probably went though like 4 or 5 before monsterkind is freed. His latest handler will be Matthias, a much more cheerful and outgoing fella.
-Shifting for multi-bodied constructs moves kinda like nanite technology? They will adjust their bone structure as small fragments until the new shape is formed (as seen in the second to the last sketch). However there are varying styles of it, some are able to shift more gracefully/smoothly than others.
-Warhounds are more likely to do this out of other multi-bodied constructs, but they will regain bone mass by consuming other bones. Webdings doesn’t do this since it’s seen as barbaric (and hopefully he’s not losing entire limbs like yikes).
-It’s actually pretty fun seeing the similarities and differences between how Webdings and Rockwell developed after the war ended and I hope to write a more comprehensive thing about it in the future.
#my art#Rockwell#Matthew#Webdings#so many sketches oop#vomit mention#? I guess#I'll post the next character tonight or tomorrow ahhh#warhounds are so fun I am weak for big meanies that turn into kinda softies
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Gaster has a very weak soul and it will often overwork himself. Sometimes he pushes himself to far and his soul starts to creates to much magic. When this happens it has to try and eject all the excess magic which is incredibly painfull and can trigger hallucinations and panic attacks. Whenever this happens His family is always there to help him out, epscially Web Dings who has delt with this situation many times. However they've had cases were Gaster has had to be taken to hospital to help his soul remove the magic. While it can be quite a light show for whoevers watching it is increbibly painfull for Gaster himself.
#skiatale#web_dings#webdings#gaster#skiatale_webdings#skiatale_web_dings#skiatale_gaster#undertale#undertale_au#undertale_gaster
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