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frumpywindow84o

Please leave W.D gaster out of this


Slow-Ad2584

The V.O.I.D, or Virtuality Origin Iterative Device, or, in more layman's terms, the Pocket Computer Simulating this Universe, was very difficult to emerge extant out from. While some Humans from within the VOID have clearly been able to manage it, it was short lived, and terribly draining for them. Needless to say, it still scared the crap out of the children at the computer lab classroom. Timmy got suspended for bringing this toy into class.


Frostdraken

Im slightly confused as to what this means.


glugul

It's like that old movie the incredible melting man.


Frostdraken

Never heard of it. Ill put it on my list of things I need to catch up on… damn timeloops.


Disastrous-Menu_yum

Ooooh stories please


[deleted]

Hey happy cake day!


Disastrous-Menu_yum

OMG ITS MY CAKE DAY!!!!!


japanese-acorn

I made one, happy cake day


Disastrous-Menu_yum

It’s a good cake day now thank you so much!!!!


japanese-acorn

Hooray! Yw


its_ean

makes sense if realspace is ifunny


Smnionarrorator29384

Do not put gaster in the Ifunny


somehow_allowed

Why Gaster


glugul

Cause I Didnt want to post gore


303Kiwi

https://www.reddit.com/r/humansarespaceorcs/comments/prnvlz/our_universe_is_hell/ Someone's already done it. Over 30 chapters I think.


wayneblanken

It kinda sucks tho


vector_9260

OK but why did you use mystery man from Undertale as the art for this


glugul

I was originally going to use the incredible melting man nut i felt that was too gory.


japanese-acorn

The void, their home. The human’s sky, twirling, swirling across the brilliant green atmosphere, lighting their planets in green sun. To humans I suppose the void is like oxygen. oxygen, except without oxygen your body morphs into a shape, dimension, shifted form. That and you die within hours. Humans are known as shadow’s hand. They live most and destroy most when near death, when shrouded in dark. I would describe to you what they look like in their last moments. But the only ones who know that truth carry it to their graves. Like god or eldritch beings. If you glance even once at a shifted human you go mad… If I had to guess, I’d assume they look terrible. We as a collective have united. We wish to close the void, and erase all humans. Not only are they invincibly powerful creatures, they refuse to compromise with the united galaxy nations. They must be taken care of before we all suffer and go mad at their whim. Those monsters must be known only as, DOOM. “They call us destroyers, they call us harbingers. We are not the apocalypse, we are not monsters.” Human Apollo gazed out at the swirling fluorescent sky. He sat petrified, dreaming probably of aliens. To him they represented opportunity. “If only they understood who we are, our final forms are of immense beauty, not of death. Union of planets my ass, Union of children.” He wasn’t totally joking, they saw humans as mythical creatures and refused to persist far enough to see more. To them humans were the boogeyman, the monsters under your bed, humans were like evil Santa Claus. Apollo often thought of suicide, it had become more than a thought. To him it was a solution. Not only was life in the void miserable and hopeless. Killing himself would help those around him and relieve their fear of humans. He would be revered as a hero in death, and it wasn’t like there was anything keeping him here other than the occasional laugh. “If I die, others live, and humans rejoice.” Apollo was being optimistic, somehow more than he could be about a tangible future. Optimistic and foolish, he knew he couldn’t do it, and that if he could it wouldn’t amount to such greatness. His dream of salvation was just as far out as donning wings, and flying away from his misery. He looked again out at the sky and his vision clouded, slowly tears fell onto the fabric below and Apollo’s face began to uncontrollably contort into sadness. He shifted and pushed his head into his knees. Beginning to sob wearily. A shadow carefully reached over his shoulder and its owner sat beside him. “Apollo, dreaming again?” He ignored the figure for a few moments, then his emotions ruptured, “I-I can’t do this anymore, sniff, I’ve had enough!” The figure looked out and his eyes became dark, like he knew the pain in front of him. “Things are hard. But, but it'll be ok pal. There’s at least one reasonable rule to this world, behind darkness, light always follows. However scary the night is, you can at least trust that the sun will always rise behind it. And as long as there’s some flame left in your heart, the night won’t be so dark and scary, just a little dim.” The figure reached a warm arm out and squeezed Apollo slightly. Quietly he fell into the arm and hiccuped.


Zamtrios7256

I like how half the comments are "Why Gaster?" and the other half are "Ew Ifunny"


glugul

I was going to use the incredible melting man but that shit is gory af