#Ryscorp

[humunanunga]

[bonetrousled]

little fucking FREAAAAAAAK

[neon-draws-sometimes]

Coolskeleton59 interlude art/meme compilation

[paintedplum7]

RYSCORP Undyne might just be my favorite AU Undyne ever now.

[ryscorp]

continue

[* The both of them laugh.]

[* The footage cuts. This seems to be some sort of backstage area, with the muffled sound of a muttering crowd vaguely audible in the background.]

[* The owner of the voice is revealed, standing next to the taller skeleton seen prior. She's a short, round skeletal monster, clad in a dark gray power suit (with shoulder pads, of course) and a matching office skirt. To accessorize, she has a small light blue ascot tied around her neck in a short bow.]

[* The taller of the two leans down and adjusts the ascot.]

[* After a small period of silence, the shorter one speaks, fiddling with her hands.]

"... do you think they'll... i- i dunno, like me?"

[* The tall monster looks incredulous.]

"WHAT? OF COURSE THEY'LL LIKE YOU. YOU'RE THE COOLEST PERSON I KNOW."

"that's because you don't talk to anybody, though."

"WHA- HEY...!"

"pfft, i'm kidding, i'm kidding. but... it's just so... sudden. they all really liked the other director. what if i'm not cut out for this? what if i didn't earn it?"

[* The taller employee straightens up, scoffing.]

"WHAT? YOU BUST YOUR ASS AROUND HERE DAY IN AND DAY OUT. THEY PICKED YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE CAPABLE."

[* After a pause, short one nods to herself, her voice quiet.]

"... yeah, i'm capable."

"AND YOU'RE SMART!"

[* She gets louder, clenching her hands into fists.]

"and i'm SMART!"

[* The tall one shakes her by the shoulders, grinning.]

"AND YOU'VE GOT WHAT IT TAKES!"

[* The short skeleton pumps her fists in the air.]

"i've got what it TAKES!!!!"

[* The tall one pauses, savoring the moment, before giving the short one a firm pat on the shoulders.]

"GO GET 'EM, TREBUCHET."

[* TREBUCHET smiles up at the taller skeleton, giving him a tight hug.]

"thanks, bro. i'll... snff-"

[* She wipes a tear from her eye.]

"see you on the other side."

[* The footage begins skipping. It's stuck.]

"-side. -side. -side. -side. -side. -side. -side."

[articskele]

"i clean my mouth the way the angel intended. a straight 50/50 rinse of mercury and rubbing alcohol. like a MAN."

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[humunanunga]

There's so many scenes from the Act II interlude I've been wanting to draw just to see how their expressions shift... @coolskeleton59

[humunanunga]

"...The phone's gonna disappear."

[ @coolskeleton59: Act II interlude ]

[humunanunga]

quick doodle before bed of the newest guy I'm obsessed with...

[ryscorp]

Yeah, basically!!! You can also do it faster too if you want, but it works either way!! Good job!!

[* TWELVE is elated when you say "good job". He's so abound with joy that he has to get up again and continue pacing.]

"HEEH- EHEH- SSSSPLENDID...! AH, AHHH- I'M SO HAPPY!"

[ryscorp]

what kinds of questions?

"UURGH, POINTLESS THINGS LIKE... 'hey, do you remember that time we did this together', OR 'don't you know who i am', OR 'oh, god, what did they do to you', HAH!"

[* TWELVE rolls his eyes.]

"I HAVE A... FUH- HHUHEEEHEEHEE- PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY. I WOULD KNOW. IF I KNEW HIM. WHICH, PFFT- I DIDN'T. AND- AND HE WOULD JUST... FOLLOW ME AROUND, LIKE A LOST DOG! EVERY DAY! CONSTANT PESTERING, CONSTANT SSSSSTUPID JOKES, AND HE ALWAYS TRIED TO-"

[* You're standing outside of COURIER's bunker. CRUNCH is nearby. No time has passed.]

[ryscorp]

“Wait for what exactly?”

"FOR THE JUMP TO END! AND I... HEHEH, I WILL MOVE ON TO MY NEXT ASSIGNMENT."

[ryscorp]

“Do you realize we need everything clarified by the Narrator in our head because we can’t see for shit otherwise.”

[* You feel a sudden need to reminisce on a few moments prior...]

[ryscorp]

Well, since it seems like we can talk about it... Scooter used to help us out back at Ryscorp. He got us out of one of the tanks there, gave us some help with a little.. ritual thing, was obsessed with squares, stuff like that. Then we uh. Told him some stuff that kind of shattered his world view, and now he doesn't like us anymore. He also seemed to wipe himself from existence, which is why you can't remember him.

[* CRUNCH's eye twitches. He stares at you in silence before he drags his hands down his face, groaning.]

"i barely even got a year of vacation, and i get roped into this shit..."

[ryscorp]

“HEY! He’s my little weirdo!”

“Anyway, after a freak accident, he sort of—left our plane of existence?”

[* COURIER nods.]

"... yeah, yeah... okay."

[* He turns around.]

"i've got nothin' i can use for this, by the way."

[ryscorp]

[Can we read Courier’s letter?]

[* It reads:]

"reese- ate peenut butder in cubord. will buy more 2morrow. thanx. courier"