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Glamour and Modesty

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     The longer and longer you stared into crowds, the more you came to recognize the familiar faces within it. In the Underground, almost every monster was familiar with the others; Mettaton was no different. Though some may assume that due to his wide recognition, there was a gap between he and his fans-- that certainly was not the case. 

     Spending time with the fans both during and after any and all performances was the robot’s absolute favorite aspect of achieving stardom. Starts always shine more brightly in the dark, and whatever kind of light he could bring to the monsters trapped in the dark was his goal. 

     But they wouldn’t be down here forever. 

     That was his hope anyways. It was widely believed that seven human souls would be needed to set them free from their mountain prison, but having been created by the Royal Scientist, Mettaton knew better. 

     Amid the sea of familiar faces there was one that stood out to him, it stood out because it was one he hadn’t seen before. She reminded him of Asgore, at least to a degree. They appeared to be the same kind of monster at the very least. He waited for a part in the crowd to approach, ever charismatic and flamboyant, Mettaton was never one to pass up an introduction. 

     “First night out on the town, darling?”

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* Blook places a small tape in front of Mettaton. "Hap- I-I mean, Mettaton, I... I wrote a new... Song. I, uh-... It's called... SpookyReunion..."

     “Blooky, you never cease to amaze with your boundless talent for music! No doubt I’ll have a new favorite song of yours very soon! And you can call me whatever you like, my darling~”

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     //Go ahead and give this post a like for an MTT-Brand starter! All will be attended to as soon as I can, starters will vary in length but can be adjusted accordingly. Don’t feel the need to match my length and do check out my Rules beforehand, thank you Darlings!

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     "Oh darling, you absolutely flatter me~"

     If metal could blush, them Mettaton's cheeks would certainly be flush. Papyrus' endless enthusiasm never disappointed, Mettaton could always count on him to be one of the first to express his praise for anything under the MTT brand name. It was a real inspiration at times.

     Papyrus had always been one of the most faithful of fans, and one Metta had come to enjoy the skeleton's company-- it was invigorating and Papyrus was always good for a smile. "You know I do it all for the fans! Blooky was definitely a big help with the music so be sure to give the dear some praise as well. So how has your training with Undyne been going, I'm sure you've made tons of progress, hm?"

     It was no secret in the underground that Papyrus' goals were quite lofty, and there was nothing wrong with that! Mettaton too was guilty of dreaming big, stardom had always been within his sights, even back before he had the body he did now.

     "I hope you've been going easy on her."

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          WOWIE! I THOUGHT YOUR SINGLE ‘TOO FABULOUS FOR YOU’           WAS A WORK OF ART, BUT THIS … I HAVE NO WORDS! YOU           HAVE TRULY OUTDONE YOURSELF, METTY.

He is bobbing his head up and down to the robot’s upbeat music, but is yearning, deep in his bones, to let go and have a dance break there and then. But no, he has to maintain his composure. He is a skeleton with class, after all.

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I love all the Outertale Gasters so much, they’re so pretty. I also love the thoughts of what his post-accident space theme could be. Black hole was pretty cool, but lemme propose you this…

Dark matter Gaster. It’s all the goodness of goop dad (granted, more wispy dusty like this time) but also hypothetically existing as something that cannot be seen and yet accounts for most of the universe’s matter. He’s everywhere, but nowhere. Hehe, I thought there were enough similarities at least.

Parts of him probably pull away a lot. It’s hard work being something of enough concentrated matter to ‘exist’.

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Please Like or Reblog if you are and Undertale RolePlay Blog!

     //Just joined the fandom with my new Mettaton blog and I'm excited to get started! Like or Reblog and I'll be sure you darlings out c: I look forward to interacting with you all!

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Greetings!  Could you reblog this if you wouldn’t mind interacting with a new Gaster blog from Undertale ?  I would certainly check you out!

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Reblog if you’re an Undertale rp blog

Or at least willing to interact with one, or if you’re willing to interact with a sideblog.

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     Mettaton could have recognized that familiar spectral glow from the ends of the underground. It stuck out like a bright little thumb from within the crowd; monsters were dispersing slowly, so the tide of figures shifted erratically but that faint little light remained where it was. Perhaps to nervous to move, lost and afraid. Feeling out of place, surely. He'd seen that glow from days long past but not forgotten, back on the family farm-- racing snails and working on music from dusk well into the waking hours. There was no sun in the underground, no moon or stars. That light had been what lit Mettaton's way before he was even called by his new name. Long before he had become what he was.

     The little ghost had his back to him. Possibly preparing to vacate as quickly as he could. There were plenty of ghosts in the underground, some with a body and some without. Most of the Blook family now inhabited a body of their own-- all but one. The one little ghost who stayed behind... no, the little ghost who was left behind.

     What had made him come tonight, this particular night? Mettaton hadn't heard from his cousin since that one phone call, but the call ended before he could have said anything-- perhaps Blooky hadn't wanted to hear he just wanted Mettaton to hear. He and Napstablook had always been together back when they were just ghostlings, Mettaton's dreams had always reached well beyond the family snail farm, his cousin had no such lofty goals-- only support. Even as Mettaton had told him that he was leaving and getting a body of his own, his cousin simply smiled, and said that he was happy for him.

     Why? Why was he smiling, as Hapstablook broke the promise he made.

     Mettaton wasn't even sure he remembered who Hapstablook was anymore, besides the ghost who left his little cousin behind. Putting his selfishness first the moment the reality of the chance made itself present. How could Hapstablook have done that? How could Mettaton have done that?

     He ignored the calls for his attention as he approached his cousin. Blooky deserved more of his time than anyone. But what would he say? What could he feel for Mettaton that had encouraged him to come? Did he have something important to say? Something about the farm? Or maybe something about him? Whatever it was, the possibilities plucked at Mettaton's robotic nerves, his spirit bound deeply to the metallic body he had inhabited. Would Napstablook recognize him? Not just as the underground's biggest star, but as his old cousin.

     Making them both wait wouldn't do either of them any good, in fact it would probably make the little ghost even more anxious than he was now. No doubt he heard the inhabited robot approach, now he was just floating there-- waiting for the consequences. Mettaton wasn't exactly sure what to say, besides the one thing on his mind.

     "Blooky."

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“oh…….. hi… mettaton…      i really liked watching your show…            my life is pretty boring… but…                   seeing you on the screen…                          brought excitement to my life… vicariously                                i can’t tell, but… i guess this is the last episode…?                                          i’ll miss you… mettaton…….”

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nothin’ like a quiet night in, eating spaghetti and watching terrible cool anime, being losers together <3<3<3

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     Properly upholding the MTT brand reputation as always. The end of each performance always came with throngs of applause, compliments, and the asking for autographs. It was all for the fans, yet there was one particular little specter that Mettaton hadn't yet found. It had developed into a silent custom to keep an eye out for cousin, knowing the ghost's shyness and self aware nature the odds had always been against him making an appearance in a crowd.

     Whatever Mettaton would say remained an enigma. It had been quite some time since he had left the farm, left Blooky. Not a day went by where he didn't regret it, didn't imagine his beloved cousin left all alone on the snail farm. Yet he never stopped working on his music, and was only getting better and better. Though nervous about sharing his music, every now and again he'd post a small sample and not a single one slipped by Mettaton. He had heard every one.

     As with the end of each performance Mettaton made it imperative to interact with his beloved fans. Each pining for their own slice of the star's time, all claiming to be his biggest fan; their adoration warmed his spectral heart, knowing that he gave them something to believe in-- a hope for themselves to reach for. Yet he couldn't manage the same for the one monster he cared about more than anyone else. He had made a promise and broken it.

     Perhaps this was an unconscious attempt to make up for it. That by bringing hope and smiles to as many monsters as he could, to make it up for the one monster he couldn't.

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YOUR BEST FRIEND!

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Rest well old friend.

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Deemotale Part 1 

I always want draw some game crossover with Deemo for a long time :D

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In for a Bad Time~