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[Relicarn]

Gaster grimiced as he realized his attack nicked Papyrus.
He really couldn't do anything right could he?

"It is pretending to be your friend. It told you about Sans cause it wanted to see if it could get you two boys to fight, and it damn well succeded! I bet it hasn't even told you the truth about it, has it?" He strode foreward, placing himself in between Papyrus and Flowey.
"Have you, Asriel?" He growled, not even stopping to consider whether the flower could even understand him.

[puppypillar]

Papyrus put his hand on Gaster's side, flinging him to the side, stopping himself from saying Cut it out, old man. "Asriel Smasriel, he's a flower right now and he hasn't gone through that yet. Don't need to pick on emotionless kids." He explained. Thanks, Overtale 1. He thought, the one universe that saved him the pain of resets and had let the monsters on the surface live on. Flowey (aka asriel) had been given a soul after a human died of natural causes. All this universes in his head were helping.

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Sans The Skeleton | ☠ | Male | ☠ | Outside of Toriel's house. |☠ | With Gaster, Frisk / Chara, Flowey, Papyrus and Underswap! Papyrus

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So this is why this all happened, because of that pathetic runt of a monster. Sans could feel his magic flare considerably at just the thought, another loud sizzle sounding from the good of his two hand, the blue of his eerie pupils shrinking into a menacing glare towards the flower that caused the being to shudder and begin to shake again, clearly unnerved by the sudden murderous spark in the eldest's eyes.

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Flowey The Flower |✿| Male|✿| Room just before the actual ruins.|✿| With Underfell! Flowey and Frisk


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✽ - Terror. Pure terror washes through the flower and he barely makes it out of the way from the impending bones that suddenly shoot out from the ground, a surprised yelp escaping him that sounded far too close to Asriel's for comfort as the monster recoiled away from the attack, a mix of anger and fear clearly written across his face as a bitter look took over the once mock happiness, an evil twisted glare that would make even the bravest of monsters afraid. "How dare you!" The words come out as a rumbling hiss.

However, that hiss broke off expectingly as the being that caused a spark of confusion to wash over him stepped forward and that evil glare was replaced with one of pure shock and the look of someone who's heart just shattered into a million pieces. How dare he.. "Why are you-.." The flower trails off, his voice wavering once more with an impending feeling of.. depression. This wasn't right, he shouldn't be able to feel anything.

"I- doN't-" Flowey's voice raises in pitch unexpectedly and a crack of static follows, the flower jerking almost painfully for a second before his face morphs into that of the goat child's, looking absolutely horrified, eyes pleading for some sort of help. "UndeRSTAND." It's a garbled mess of background static and alternating pitches as the flower jerks again, glitching between the two faces and his two personalties.

"What haVE YOU DoNE TO ME?!"

{ [*]At mad, - I usually read fanfictions when I have writers block. Good one's of course, the way the writer writes inspires me somehow. }

{ [*]This is how the resets are effecting Flowey. }

{ Edit: Here, for the feels c;; }

[puppypillar]

Papyrus turned his worried eyes toward the flower, anger washing over him. He sent a frustrated and hateful glance at Gaster before going back to Flowey. "Flowey, or Asriel, what's wrong? How do you feel? Are you okay...?" He asked, fear joining the various emotions in his eyes.

[Relicarn]

Gaster flinched as Papyrus pushed him, resisting the childish urge to push him back, the part of him he hated growling, asking him if he'd really let his creation do that to him.

A glance over at Sans told Gaster that his eldest shared his opinion of Flowey. Try as he might, Gaster just couldn't see the creature as a child anymore, cemented by the shudder and cold chill that traveled down his spine upon looking back at Flowey.

But that shudder was nothing compared to the fear that raced through him as Flowey began distorting, glitching. He stumbled backwards, height dropping a bit as his body began to give way again.

"Papyrus..." He muttered warningly, pulling a Blaster a little closer to reality, it's flickering form hovering in the air behind him.

[puppypillar]

"Flowey, are you okay? Please say your okay. You've helped me so much.." Papyrus watched with pain as the flower glitched, much like he did. "Wait, is this because of the resets?" He reached out to touch the Flower.

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Flowey The Flower
À̷̼̪͙̎́̇͘ͅs̖̭̮̝͖̪̀ͫ̇ͨ̌̆̄͘͠r̛̒ͬ͐͌҉̣̥͉̭̻̕ȉ̺̱ḙ̷̶͕̒̔̚l̴͔̗͖̪̯ͤ̃́ ͕̗̬̰̯̙̦͕͗Ḑ̶̥̲͎̮͕͈̺͔͆ͤͮͣ̀̔̀̚ŗ̛̣͙̼̬̋ͮͨ̊̎͋͌̃e̡̗̭͌ͩͯę̎̏͆͒̃ͪ̓̓̏͏̹̰m̸̓̅͗͒̉̎̒ͪ̍̀҉͎̦̯̱͍û̱͕̮͙̖̣̱͎̠̚r̨̛̛̜̦̻ͩ
̫̖̦̞͗͒̓͗̄̑ͅ |✿| Male|✿| Room just before the actual ruins.|✿| With Underfell! Flowey and Frisk


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✽ - The monster is jerking violently, glitching in and out of reality, some desperate part of him wanting to cry out for his double, for some sort of comfort. He was scared, so scared. It hurt so much, the feeling of his soul being ripped and stuck back into his being over and over again from the sudden switching. A shrill scream of agony escapes the being with a particularly violent switch before it finally stops, a few dead pixels and scattered colours clinging to the flower's frame and around it.

The left of Flowey's eye held a black emptiness, a white glare of a single pupil staring back, a twisted frown present on his face, the other holding a more gentle gaze, a cross between both of the personalities, a mix of two voices fighting over dominance. "iT Hu R TS." The corrupted being manages to sob out, tears beginning to fall in a steady stream, making a soft patting sound against the floor.

"PLEASE HELP mE. IT h URTS."

Again, there's another harsh jerk of glitching before the flower cries out again and finally comes to a stop, Asriel's crying face present. "I-I don't understand what's happening.. P-Please, make it stop.. Please.." Resets? That was most likely why.

[puppypillar]

Papyrus's eye widened. He used his healing magic to try and help the flower, and he tried to give the Flower a hug. "I..don't know how. Flowey, I'll help you, just tell me what to do." He said. Flowey had always helped him, giving him courage and determination.

[Relicarn]

Gaster was torn. Part of him desperately wanted to drag Papyrus away from that souless abomination, but another part of him wanted to trust his son, trust him to do what he did best, help, heal, make people smile.
Yet another part fought to try to command Sans to attack.

Instead, Gaster, released his hold on the Blaster, ingoring it's whine of disapointment as it dissapeared, before moving over towards his eldest, keeping a keen, suspicious eye on Flowey.

He placed a hand on Sans' shoulder and rubbed it reassuringly.
"As much as I hate to say it... let's let Paps try this."
He muttered to Sans.
"Although, if that weed so much as touches a bone a little to hard I will not hesitate send that thing into the oblivion it deserves." A sinister smile passed over Gaster's face again.

[⸸Corroded ⸸ Coffin⸸]

Flowey The Flower
À̷̼̪͙̎́̇͘ͅs̖̭̮̝͖̪̀ͫ̇ͨ̌̆̄͘͠r̛̒ͬ͐͌҉̣̥͉̭̻̕ȉ̺̱ḙ̷̶͕̒̔̚l̴͔̗͖̪̯ͤ̃́ ͕̗̬̰̯̙̦͕͗Ḑ̶̥̲͎̮͕͈̺͔͆ͤͮͣ̀̔̀̚ŗ̛̣͙̼̬̋ͮͨ̊̎͋͌̃e̡̗̭͌ͩͯę̎̏͆͒̃ͪ̓̓̏͏̹̰m̸̓̅͗͒̉̎̒ͪ̍̀҉͎̦̯̱͍û̱͕̮͙̖̣̱͎̠̚r̨̛̛̜̦̻ͩ
̫̖̦̞͗͒̓͗̄̑ͅ |✿| Male|✿| Room just before the actual ruins.|✿| With Underfell! Flowey, Frisk / Chara, Underswap! Papyrus, Gaster, Sans, and Papyrus.


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✽ - "I don't know how!" The cry that leaves the flower is not his own voice, it belongs to Asriel and sounds to be in pain as the flower pressed against his friend, clearly shaken and confused, in pain and struggling over mental control over the body. The voice is a little deeper than it usually would have been, not as high of a pitch as it used to be, having aged despite being stuck as a flower for all eternity. "I-I.." There's a sudden pause, Asriel's face giving way to Flowey's as his eyes flickered up to the skeleton.

The healing seemed to be working slowly, the glitches and mass of pixels slowly fading into nothing as the flower's shaking began to die down steadily, the occasional twitch as.. it laid it's head on the other's arm, clearly distraught. "What did they do to me..?" Frisk. What have they done?

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Sans The Skeleton | ☠ | Male | ☠ | Outside of Toriel's house. |☠ | With Gaster, Frisk / Chara, Flowey, Papyrus and Underswap! Papyrus

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The only thing from stopping Sans from lashing out is the hand suddenly on his shoulder, his eyes still burning a bright blue as he glared coldly at the flower, seemingly unmoved by it's pain. "I've done it before." The skeleton finally speaks up, his own little sadistic smile coming along, perhaps from memories of past kills in the lab, perhaps from the images of that one particular reset. "I've wiped him out before."