(Discussion thread: https://pokecharms.com/threads/ghastale-discussion-thread.15241/
Current RPers: @The Ringmaster )
These chains kept him held in place, unable to change his fate.
In the rift between space and time, Gaster was held shackled. Trapped. Unable to return. He knew if he tried to return again, it would end up in failure. He'd become a distorted mess like always.
But he had to try. For the sake of his sons.
"Ḩ̷̖̝͚̬̫͉̽̓̄͜ụ̶̧̯̦͇̓̽́̕͝r̷̤̱̬͋̃̋͑́r̶͔̓̌͑͜͝ÿ̶̞̭́̽͋͘ ̴̧̺̳̬͉̀̊̏́̓͒ù̵̜̦̹͛̃͝p̷̨̈́̉,̴̛̞̜̈ ̶͚̹̬̝͎̝͒Ġ̷̯̼̳͇̃̅͆̊̾́̕a̴̖̜̲̍̓̋ͅs̵̛̗̪͂͆͒́͝t̷̤̠̝̱̦́́͜͝e̷̙̪̻̪͙̽̂r̴̡̠̞͍̯̥̪͋̋̽̏̊̈́̃͂.̷͇̰̣͛ ̶̦͕̩͖͊Y̷̺̊̍̿̔̆̍̒ő̷͈͇̖̮͝u̸̖̓̓̇́͌͘͝ ̶̱̫̳̣͈̀ͅḑ̷̖̘͖̗̫̥̹̋̒͆ō̴͙̟̥̯̜̃̊̽͆̃͝ń̸̙͇̬̻̈́̏̒̀̚͘̚'̸͙̭̿̊t̵͎̀͆ ̷̨̨̡̲̹͓̪̼͋̎͒͂̋̃ẉ̴̢̢̘̳̘͍͎͆ą̷͕̱̿͂͝n̸̮̝̝̏ͅt̵̩͖͈̤̘̥̋̒̇̇̈̚͠ ̶̯͕͇͍̹͚̎́̅͂͑͜ţ̵̖͎͎̞̝͈̼́͐̉̆͌̕͝o̷̡̓͝ ̷̯͍͈̻͎̣̑ͅk̴̡̨͓͓̞̯͙͛̔̉͝͝͝ȅ̴̼͙͚́̍e̶̢̡̗̣͈͚̘͗́͋̽́̐̈́̕p̶̹̗͖͓͒̈͊ ̵̦̑̅̀̀̀̎̂̕m̷̛̦̠͎̀͐͂̚̚ȇ̴̱̬̼̾̆ ̵̛̪̹̟̈̓͌̇̽͝ẉ̷̧͇̯͋̀̐͒̓̓̿̕ạ̶͎̓̃̄̇͊̎̀̎į̴̢̰͈̬͉̹̇̄t̴̠͇̘́̈́͋̋i̸̢̡̮͕͚͙͓̥͋̎̏͐̽̆n̵̡̡̡̛͙̱̜̯̻͊̾̇̉̏͗ĝ̵̡̘̥̹͇̀̍̀̃͜͝͝.̴̫͍̩̬̥̐̈"
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︎︎︎ ︎⚐︎☼︎︎︎☠︎☝︎. ✡︎⚐︎︎ ︎✌︎☠︎︎❄︎ ☼︎︎︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎︎︎. ✡︎⚐︎︎ ︎☠︎⚐︎︎ ❄︎☟︎︎︎."
"W̴͙̼̪͈̼͓̒͐͊̓h̸̹̟̹͓̤̲̉̊̀͋̕ä̸̧̺́͜t̵̗̆̂̏̐͒̃ ̷̛̯͚̭̰͖̮̩͐́̎͑I̸̝͛̈́̍́̓̕ ̸͍̺̘͎̿̌͛́͊̃͝K̸͓̼̟̀͑͘Ņ̷̣̲̳̹̹͈̣̎͌̀̈́O̵̡̥͙͖̻͈̝͍͆͒͠W̴̼̺͈̼̋̆̈́̚͠ ̸̢̺͓̬̥͆͗î̵̹̀͝ṡ̴͍̉ ̵̨̻̯̥͎͑̾̈́͌t̶̲̉̉͛ĥ̷̛̪̋͆̈́͗̚͝ą̴̥̤̳̥̯̅t̶̥͚̣̒̑͛̃ ̴͍̦̓̿͐͛̃͐͗̆į̸̯̬̱̀͌̏͛̀̓t̴̡̥̲̮͓̙̮͆̅̓̄ ̵͓͚̒́̍͠͝ͅc̴̢͉̮̹̞̺̠̈́̓̂̐͂͛̕ͅa̴̰̙̟̝̅͒́̀̓͘͜͝ṇ̸̨͈̺̆̒̋̐̋̾̄ ̷͉͕̆̀͐̒́̏ḅ̷̾̈́̾̈́̇̚e̷͙̫̘͋̈́́̈͂̇͛ ̵̛͚̥̾̋́̕d̷̨̛̘͈͓̼̲̅͂̀̃͋͋ö̶̮͎̤̗̘́̅̈́n̴̨͍̫̂͐͆̏ë̵̮̹́̊̅̋͒͘̕ ̶̤̦̠̫̻̲̅̾́̽f̶͕͖̲̳̣̍͐̕͜a̸̛̬̗s̶͓̪̓̿̄̉̕ͅt̵̨̧͈̲̾͒ę̷̡̱̖̙̟̀̾̾͠r̵̰̜̈̍.̵̰̱̹͓͇̟̿͋͛͐̈ͅ.̸̧̗̥͎͎̝̹͜͝.̴̡̢̻̝̖͚̰̋͘͜ ̵͎͈͓̟̱̳̞͒̓͑͘̕ả̶͈͍͍͊̆̂̔́͒n̸̛͍͒̓̄́͆̋͗d̷̠̙̈ ̸̬͓͎̞̈̈́̌̔͊͛W̵̻̲͐̀Ị̶̢̰̯̣̎̎̕̕L̶̺̹͇̖͈̈́̾L̴̜̞͎͓͚̽̐̊̊̈́͜ ̶̟͚̺͋̃͊b̶̻̣̬͆̍̋̋͋͐ȇ̵̞̃̾͋͆͂́̕ ̸̛̮̻͌̂d̷͓̠͎͆̈́̾̕õ̵̟̔n̶̨̢̜̑̓͛̀͝ḙ̵̛̜̥̽̉̌͛̿͠͝ ̷̙̼͒͘͠f̸̡̢̛̣͖̂́̓̔͝ả̴̧̟̹͂̎͜ͅs̴̢̝̞̙̀̑̿̆̅͌ͅt̷̖͈̟̟̀̍͆̒̎ȅ̴̢͕̳̯̫̇̈́̎͋̕̚r̵̠͖̺̠̂͋̑̚.̴͖͗̓̓̓̔̍̈́ ̵͇̼͚̠̰̟͍̀̊̃̿͊̏ͅT̵̨̡͚̬̬̖͊̅̂ḧ̷̪͍͙̱͙̑̍͛̒̇ͅą̵̞͔̺̳͓̌͐̽̐͗͝ͅt̶͕̠̪̯͙̪̰͛̃̂̕ ̶̢͙̻̤̗̹͖̳͐i̷̺̽͌̑̔̈́̽š̶̤͓̺̩́̄͗̍̍̾̀,̵̹̟̀̉̈́͂͘ ̴̧̢̟̫̬͇͉̹̋̈́i̴̧̛̞̘̮̪̇̑͠͝f̵͉̤̭̟̠̑̿͐ ̴̬͋̄͆̓̂̈́y̶͎̦̬͆́̎̅̊̋o̷̦͓̝̰̳̫͗̉͒̽̉̌̋͝ư̶̢̧̧̺̤̘̬͑͐͜͝ ̷̼̮̰͎̱̦̃́ͅe̷̝͋͗͌v̷̗̦͔͍̠̉͆͋ḛ̷̼͖̤̻́͐r̴̫͉̼͇̙̊̏͂̍͝ ̴̭̘̠͛̾̅͗̈́ẅ̵̨̰́̿͛̈́͌̌̇͌á̷̙̼̳̬̖͈̌n̷̡̻̜̬͚̮̺̙̒̇̋̓̂t̷̲̄̈̊̽͘͝ ̷̪̺̳̝͔̯̊́̊̉͗̔̈́̈́ţ̷̺̖̰̽͐̌͐̕͠͝ó̷̡̩̦͚͙͙͒̉̅̏̽̎̈́ ̶̢̠̮̘̔̿͂̈́ş̴̳̯̩̅ë̶̺́͑̊̉́e̸̡͉̅͛̈͋̑̊̚ ̶̜͔͆͗ỹ̸̻̈́o̵̞̗̱̙̹̓u̵͈͓̳̠̹̇̆̀͋̚ͅr̷͇̲̈͜ ̵͙͚͋̓̄̉͒̚s̸̙͍͓̳̆o̶̭̚n̵̨̛̘͍̻̗͙̤̫͐̄̍̈́̀̿͘s̸̛̠̘̮͈̼̦͒͑́̿͠ ̶̣̾͐ą̴̎̈́͠g̸͚̱̻̤̘͘a̸̖̳͇̹̲͂̓̂͑͘ͅi̷̞̗̫̯̙̠͉͋̀͛̅̽̚͘͜ṋ̴͈̭̇̑.̴̨͚̳̹́̑͊̚̚̕̚ͅ"
"︎❄︎ ❄︎✌︎︎☜︎︎ ❄︎︎︎☜︎."
"T̵̨̛̳̭̦͉̞̣̉͌̐̈̕ḩ̷̬͎̻͒ę̷̮͉̼̫̘̪̥̑͒͊͊̄n̷͖̲̖̺̗͊͗̾ ̷̠̠̘̜͙̻̾͊̑̈́m̸͓̗̟̮͚͠ͅá̸̡̢̗̹͌͌̒̑̈́k̸̢̗̥̹̣̗͕͍͑͋̇̾̕ȩ̷͖̮̈̽̆̊̃̒ ̸̨͈͎̪̠͓̰̬̅͆̅̊̅ḯ̵͙̪̣̘̲͖̠͖̋͗t̸͖̯̘̝͔̩̮́͜͝ ̷̦̠̩̜̐̾̅̏͐͂̊t̴͇̩̉̀͘a̷͉̣̟̦̿͊́̈́̈̒̊͂ͅķ̴͈̈́̇e̴̳̰̗̰͔̻͙̓̏̽̃̾̀͘ ̷̛̤͕͔͓̪̥̥̎́̈́̀̐l̸͎̭̪̹͚͓͈̖̃̀͌̚͠e̵̥̲͙̙͛̿͛̊̈́̊̕s̵͔͗͑͛̄͗s̸̬̝͔̫̫̼͎̫͗͑̓͌̆͑͠.̸̘̱͉̽"
He dissipated, and Gaster kept thinking. He was onto him. He needed to work with the utmost precision from now on. He only hoped that his apprentice would follow through...
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WATERFALL, UNDERGROUND - 20XX
Sans was sleeping at his guard post when he sensed something.
heh. here already? the kid's getting good at this. Sans thought. He propped himself up as Frisk came over.
(I assume you know what point of the game that is. Feel free to have Frisk talk.)
Current RPers: @The Ringmaster )
These chains kept him held in place, unable to change his fate.
In the rift between space and time, Gaster was held shackled. Trapped. Unable to return. He knew if he tried to return again, it would end up in failure. He'd become a distorted mess like always.
But he had to try. For the sake of his sons.
"Ḩ̷̖̝͚̬̫͉̽̓̄͜ụ̶̧̯̦͇̓̽́̕͝r̷̤̱̬͋̃̋͑́r̶͔̓̌͑͜͝ÿ̶̞̭́̽͋͘ ̴̧̺̳̬͉̀̊̏́̓͒ù̵̜̦̹͛̃͝p̷̨̈́̉,̴̛̞̜̈ ̶͚̹̬̝͎̝͒Ġ̷̯̼̳͇̃̅͆̊̾́̕a̴̖̜̲̍̓̋ͅs̵̛̗̪͂͆͒́͝t̷̤̠̝̱̦́́͜͝e̷̙̪̻̪͙̽̂r̴̡̠̞͍̯̥̪͋̋̽̏̊̈́̃͂.̷͇̰̣͛ ̶̦͕̩͖͊Y̷̺̊̍̿̔̆̍̒ő̷͈͇̖̮͝u̸̖̓̓̇́͌͘͝ ̶̱̫̳̣͈̀ͅḑ̷̖̘͖̗̫̥̹̋̒͆ō̴͙̟̥̯̜̃̊̽͆̃͝ń̸̙͇̬̻̈́̏̒̀̚͘̚'̸͙̭̿̊t̵͎̀͆ ̷̨̨̡̲̹͓̪̼͋̎͒͂̋̃ẉ̴̢̢̘̳̘͍͎͆ą̷͕̱̿͂͝n̸̮̝̝̏ͅt̵̩͖͈̤̘̥̋̒̇̇̈̚͠ ̶̯͕͇͍̹͚̎́̅͂͑͜ţ̵̖͎͎̞̝͈̼́͐̉̆͌̕͝o̷̡̓͝ ̷̯͍͈̻͎̣̑ͅk̴̡̨͓͓̞̯͙͛̔̉͝͝͝ȅ̴̼͙͚́̍e̶̢̡̗̣͈͚̘͗́͋̽́̐̈́̕p̶̹̗͖͓͒̈͊ ̵̦̑̅̀̀̀̎̂̕m̷̛̦̠͎̀͐͂̚̚ȇ̴̱̬̼̾̆ ̵̛̪̹̟̈̓͌̇̽͝ẉ̷̧͇̯͋̀̐͒̓̓̿̕ạ̶͎̓̃̄̇͊̎̀̎į̴̢̰͈̬͉̹̇̄t̴̠͇̘́̈́͋̋i̸̢̡̮͕͚͙͓̥͋̎̏͐̽̆n̵̡̡̡̛͙̱̜̯̻͊̾̇̉̏͗ĝ̵̡̘̥̹͇̀̍̀̃͜͝͝.̴̫͍̩̬̥̐̈"
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︎︎︎ ︎⚐︎☼︎︎︎☠︎☝︎. ✡︎⚐︎︎ ︎✌︎☠︎︎❄︎ ☼︎︎︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎︎︎. ✡︎⚐︎︎ ︎☠︎⚐︎︎ ❄︎☟︎︎︎.""W̴͙̼̪͈̼͓̒͐͊̓h̸̹̟̹͓̤̲̉̊̀͋̕ä̸̧̺́͜t̵̗̆̂̏̐͒̃ ̷̛̯͚̭̰͖̮̩͐́̎͑I̸̝͛̈́̍́̓̕ ̸͍̺̘͎̿̌͛́͊̃͝K̸͓̼̟̀͑͘Ņ̷̣̲̳̹̹͈̣̎͌̀̈́O̵̡̥͙͖̻͈̝͍͆͒͠W̴̼̺͈̼̋̆̈́̚͠ ̸̢̺͓̬̥͆͗î̵̹̀͝ṡ̴͍̉ ̵̨̻̯̥͎͑̾̈́͌t̶̲̉̉͛ĥ̷̛̪̋͆̈́͗̚͝ą̴̥̤̳̥̯̅t̶̥͚̣̒̑͛̃ ̴͍̦̓̿͐͛̃͐͗̆į̸̯̬̱̀͌̏͛̀̓t̴̡̥̲̮͓̙̮͆̅̓̄ ̵͓͚̒́̍͠͝ͅc̴̢͉̮̹̞̺̠̈́̓̂̐͂͛̕ͅa̴̰̙̟̝̅͒́̀̓͘͜͝ṇ̸̨͈̺̆̒̋̐̋̾̄ ̷͉͕̆̀͐̒́̏ḅ̷̾̈́̾̈́̇̚e̷͙̫̘͋̈́́̈͂̇͛ ̵̛͚̥̾̋́̕d̷̨̛̘͈͓̼̲̅͂̀̃͋͋ö̶̮͎̤̗̘́̅̈́n̴̨͍̫̂͐͆̏ë̵̮̹́̊̅̋͒͘̕ ̶̤̦̠̫̻̲̅̾́̽f̶͕͖̲̳̣̍͐̕͜a̸̛̬̗s̶͓̪̓̿̄̉̕ͅt̵̨̧͈̲̾͒ę̷̡̱̖̙̟̀̾̾͠r̵̰̜̈̍.̵̰̱̹͓͇̟̿͋͛͐̈ͅ.̸̧̗̥͎͎̝̹͜͝.̴̡̢̻̝̖͚̰̋͘͜ ̵͎͈͓̟̱̳̞͒̓͑͘̕ả̶͈͍͍͊̆̂̔́͒n̸̛͍͒̓̄́͆̋͗d̷̠̙̈ ̸̬͓͎̞̈̈́̌̔͊͛W̵̻̲͐̀Ị̶̢̰̯̣̎̎̕̕L̶̺̹͇̖͈̈́̾L̴̜̞͎͓͚̽̐̊̊̈́͜ ̶̟͚̺͋̃͊b̶̻̣̬͆̍̋̋͋͐ȇ̵̞̃̾͋͆͂́̕ ̸̛̮̻͌̂d̷͓̠͎͆̈́̾̕õ̵̟̔n̶̨̢̜̑̓͛̀͝ḙ̵̛̜̥̽̉̌͛̿͠͝ ̷̙̼͒͘͠f̸̡̢̛̣͖̂́̓̔͝ả̴̧̟̹͂̎͜ͅs̴̢̝̞̙̀̑̿̆̅͌ͅt̷̖͈̟̟̀̍͆̒̎ȅ̴̢͕̳̯̫̇̈́̎͋̕̚r̵̠͖̺̠̂͋̑̚.̴͖͗̓̓̓̔̍̈́ ̵͇̼͚̠̰̟͍̀̊̃̿͊̏ͅT̵̨̡͚̬̬̖͊̅̂ḧ̷̪͍͙̱͙̑̍͛̒̇ͅą̵̞͔̺̳͓̌͐̽̐͗͝ͅt̶͕̠̪̯͙̪̰͛̃̂̕ ̶̢͙̻̤̗̹͖̳͐i̷̺̽͌̑̔̈́̽š̶̤͓̺̩́̄͗̍̍̾̀,̵̹̟̀̉̈́͂͘ ̴̧̢̟̫̬͇͉̹̋̈́i̴̧̛̞̘̮̪̇̑͠͝f̵͉̤̭̟̠̑̿͐ ̴̬͋̄͆̓̂̈́y̶͎̦̬͆́̎̅̊̋o̷̦͓̝̰̳̫͗̉͒̽̉̌̋͝ư̶̢̧̧̺̤̘̬͑͐͜͝ ̷̼̮̰͎̱̦̃́ͅe̷̝͋͗͌v̷̗̦͔͍̠̉͆͋ḛ̷̼͖̤̻́͐r̴̫͉̼͇̙̊̏͂̍͝ ̴̭̘̠͛̾̅͗̈́ẅ̵̨̰́̿͛̈́͌̌̇͌á̷̙̼̳̬̖͈̌n̷̡̻̜̬͚̮̺̙̒̇̋̓̂t̷̲̄̈̊̽͘͝ ̷̪̺̳̝͔̯̊́̊̉͗̔̈́̈́ţ̷̺̖̰̽͐̌͐̕͠͝ó̷̡̩̦͚͙͙͒̉̅̏̽̎̈́ ̶̢̠̮̘̔̿͂̈́ş̴̳̯̩̅ë̶̺́͑̊̉́e̸̡͉̅͛̈͋̑̊̚ ̶̜͔͆͗ỹ̸̻̈́o̵̞̗̱̙̹̓u̵͈͓̳̠̹̇̆̀͋̚ͅr̷͇̲̈͜ ̵͙͚͋̓̄̉͒̚s̸̙͍͓̳̆o̶̭̚n̵̨̛̘͍̻̗͙̤̫͐̄̍̈́̀̿͘s̸̛̠̘̮͈̼̦͒͑́̿͠ ̶̣̾͐ą̴̎̈́͠g̸͚̱̻̤̘͘a̸̖̳͇̹̲͂̓̂͑͘ͅi̷̞̗̫̯̙̠͉͋̀͛̅̽̚͘͜ṋ̴͈̭̇̑.̴̨͚̳̹́̑͊̚̚̕̚ͅ"
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︎❄︎ ❄︎✌︎︎☜︎︎ ❄︎︎︎☜︎.""T̵̨̛̳̭̦͉̞̣̉͌̐̈̕ḩ̷̬͎̻͒ę̷̮͉̼̫̘̪̥̑͒͊͊̄n̷͖̲̖̺̗͊͗̾ ̷̠̠̘̜͙̻̾͊̑̈́m̸͓̗̟̮͚͠ͅá̸̡̢̗̹͌͌̒̑̈́k̸̢̗̥̹̣̗͕͍͑͋̇̾̕ȩ̷͖̮̈̽̆̊̃̒ ̸̨͈͎̪̠͓̰̬̅͆̅̊̅ḯ̵͙̪̣̘̲͖̠͖̋͗t̸͖̯̘̝͔̩̮́͜͝ ̷̦̠̩̜̐̾̅̏͐͂̊t̴͇̩̉̀͘a̷͉̣̟̦̿͊́̈́̈̒̊͂ͅķ̴͈̈́̇e̴̳̰̗̰͔̻͙̓̏̽̃̾̀͘ ̷̛̤͕͔͓̪̥̥̎́̈́̀̐l̸͎̭̪̹͚͓͈̖̃̀͌̚͠e̵̥̲͙̙͛̿͛̊̈́̊̕s̵͔͗͑͛̄͗s̸̬̝͔̫̫̼͎̫͗͑̓͌̆͑͠.̸̘̱͉̽"
He dissipated, and Gaster kept thinking. He was onto him. He needed to work with the utmost precision from now on. He only hoped that his apprentice would follow through...
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WATERFALL, UNDERGROUND - 20XX
Sans was sleeping at his guard post when he sensed something.
heh. here already? the kid's getting good at this. Sans thought. He propped himself up as Frisk came over.
(I assume you know what point of the game that is. Feel free to have Frisk talk.)
I'll just role with it, I guess. Let's just say that Frisk thought Sans would run from something immediate, or also at the bar, I guess?)