#resident trollin

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Ever since I became aware of Undertale i knew/know that some people here are simps for the lazybones that is sans thy skeleton. But ever since yesterday( or at least when i was checking a blog who's pretty prominent in the 'Bitty Bones' au stuff ) i now know a certain trend some people tend to use for their boney fantasies - 'Bara' sans. And then I had an idea. After a night and a morning passed with me brainstorming in the seams, i now have made a semi-sh1tpost, semi-genuine response AU to that trend :

The 'When Skeletons eat Bonemeal' au.

[The pic features a height comparison of post and pre growth spurt sans with other characters + me. Also yes, I am that short ( I'm 5'4-ish?)]

The basic idea is the following :

In another post-true pacifist world, Flowey tries to to a lil' trollin' by poisoning sans with a poison lasted ketchup bottle with a poison that Flowey made himself, but sans knew before hand, so he decided to swap an ingredient with magic liquid(-ish) bonemeal. On top of that he knew what would come out of it, which is a fcking growth serum AND he was secretly getting tiered of being the second to shortest person of the cast, he just didn't expect the side effects. Those side effects being the end result of 22 ft, clothes being effected, energy, power and magic multiplication, sudden medium burst of productivity, constant fever and slight mutation. Now the rest of the UT cast, along with a newly free [from thy void] Gaster, Dess from Deltarune and lil' ol' me, has to deal with a big ass skeleton.

Oh, the multiverse, omniverse( multiverse of fandoms w/multiverses ) and the webscape( the internet if it was a world of it's own and where 4th wall entities like me( viewers, content creators, gamers, players, ect. ) usually reside in ) are also sorta involved, which explains why core!Frisk, @ranboolivesaysstuff and fcking Charlie slimesicle have a cameo here -

[context of the cameo doodle - it's a protentional bit were i was unexpectedly visited by some MC-youtubers and i had to explain what the fck is up. During said explanation i accidently made a size pun, which made Charlie amused, in an annoying way. What did our gloopy glunkus guy do next - he bothered me for more size puns while trying to make his own. I also hid in a tree at some point and pretty much claimed it as a resting spot.]

So yeah, an undertale au with a giant/tiny sorta theme, which is also a response to the 'Bara sans' concept.

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These Trolls be Trollin' Me

I have many thoughts about Trolls.

The canon backstory is pretty dark, though the movies themselves cover it up with so much rainbows and glitter that you don't really notice it at first and the dark parts are played for laughs. It's prime real-estate for trauma and drama, though, and the fandom has capitalized on this in a way the movies don't dare touch on. I tend to gravitate to traumatized characters anyways, especially if there are cute aesthetics involved!

So.

Before I can go about rewriting the movies (because of course that's what I'm gonna do lol) I need a solid understanding of the backstory and how the characters got to where they are. And that's what this post is all about! Not sure if any of it counts as spoilers but here's your warning anyways lol...

"Hair we go!"

Before time began, there were… 6 Musical Strings! We know not where they came from, only that they have the power to create worlds, and fill them with life. That is how the race of magical beings known as trolls was born. Like all great power, some wanted it for good, others for evil, and so began the String War; a war that divided the trolls’ music into genres and ever more niche subgenres, but never again allowed to mix and mashup their flavors of music. Pop trolls, the most likely to shamelessly utilize sounds from other genres, were blamed for the war and the resulting division, eventually being ejected from the greater Troll Kingdom; however, some small, niche subgenres remained, such as Kpop. The remaining troll tribes adopted an “I ignore you, you ignore me” kind of truce, leaving them isolated from each other.

Forced to flee, the pop trolls traveled south, through the Never Glades, and eventually settled in a tropical-type jungle, centered around an ancient, hollow but living, tree they called the Troll Tree; this became their capitol, where the royals resided. They thrived in the thick jungles, innumerable smaller communities developing and working with nature to be able to support their quickly growing numbers, spreading far and wide. Over time, pop trolls thought they were the only trolls there were, forgetting about the other troll tribes in anything but legend; to everyone but the royals, anyways, who handed down the “true” history of the pop trolls.

This was the status quo until the bergens from the west, traveling in tribal groups with nothing to unite them, discovered they could “feel true happiness” by eating a troll. United by their growing appetite for troll, the bergens led a swift campaign to track down the troll capitol and surround it; first with temporary structures but soon with more permanent buildings, including a castle for the newly dubbed “Bergen King” who led the campaign. Trolls were hunted all year, stored at the now caged in Troll Tree, until Trollstice; a yearly feast set up so as to not decimate the troll population.

The troll royals had initially fled the Troll Tree, hoping to come back and free the others later, but King Peppy was eventually captured while holding Poppy’s egg in his hair, separated from his (mortally wounded) queen and eldest daughter, Viva. As he was at the troll tree, Peppy refused to give up and, shortly after Poppy hatched, led those trapped out of the tree via tunnels. Realizing the tree was no longer secure, the Bergen King Gristle Sr. cast out his head chef, who was charged with keeping the trolls in their enclosure, and Trollstice was abandoned only a few years (decades?) after it had become tradition. Long enough that it felt like it was always a part of their culture. Being only recently united, the bergens didn’t have any other set holidays that everyone agreed on either.

BroZone was working on the Perfect Family Harmony, as were many other family bands of the time, hoping to be able to use it to free troll-kind from the Bergen menace. With initially four members, their parents were captured shortly after Branche’s egg was produced and left to oldest brother John Dory and grandma Rosiepuff to raise. Inducted into the band almost immediately (trolls hatch already at the toddler stage), Branch had a few smaller performances with his brothers before they attempted the Harmony again, on the biggest stage they’d seen. When they failed, the older four brothers left Branch with grandma that night and the pair were captured by bergens early the next morning, along with many of the concert goers, having been drawn by the lively concert.

Grandma Rosiepuff was taken by Chef early, along with a few others, leaving Branch newly grey and blaming himself as he runs away on the day of Trollstice. Since there were constantly new trolls at the Troll Tree, those that escaped weren’t all as traumatized by losing family members to Trollstice as they could have been and those that were tended to put on a happy face and “not think about it” but Branch was unable to do that, having sever survivor’s guilt on top of abandonment issues.

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In the Cemetery I Found

So about 3 weeks ago something crazy happened! If anybody lives in the area plz explain this to me...is it normal for any of this to happen!.

I work for WayMo collecting data, on Wednesday night going on to Thursday. I work an odd shift. 7PM to 4AM that extra buck 50 does make a difference in the Bay Area. We got to collect all them coins so we can live in the area for another 52 seconds okay folks let's face it. We are all on borrowed time over here!

Anyways, while I was trollin around SF with a buddy of mine we will call him rich. I have a route that I love to take every time I have full control of the car. That's when I usually go fuck off on company time. This job is basically joy ridin' with your homies and you getting paid 33.50 an hour. Yup! That's right, I said it! I said my wage Whoot! Whoot! Who cares! moving on!

We go sightseeing in SF like that house that exploded on 22nd St. Because he was roomed to have been cooking meth. Breaking bad style! After hitting up where all the tranny and normal hookers reside, I figured it was about time to go exploring in Presido. One of the most if not the richest spots in the Bay Area.

As my buddy Rich and I were driving around we made our usual stops around the area, the golden gate bridge, the Almighty Yoda fountain etc etc. It was getting later in the night by this time it was 10:43PM - ish and we were driving next to a cemetery. You know I always knew there was a cemetery around the area I just never knew it had the view of the golden gate bridge.

When my route populated again the yellow brick road on my company-issued phone told me to go IN THE CEMETRY!!!!! We looked at my phone, we look at each other, we look at the cemetery, and we look at each other again, then we both looked at the laptop and opened it up.

There's software in there at we can look at. The way I can describe it without getting sued is like Kentic from Xbox 360. I told my partner to pull up the software for one reason and one reason only! To see some ghosts! That's right folks, I wanted to be like the ppl from tik tok recreating Telsa at a cemetery but WayMo addition. So we both rolled down our windows and headed on in. Because nothing bad happens in a cemetery at night. >.<

Unfortunately, our laptop didn't pick up anything which isn't all that strange. I was really hoping to catch something. So, as we were approaching the exit the car was trying to take us through it was locked. The car route rerouted us so we were slowly making our way through the cemetery to get back out of the area. Out where we came in.

As we were approaching the back heavily wooded corner of this place It was really dark out. The moon wasn't even out so it made it all that more spookier!. I noticed something moving in the dark, head. Listen, I'm no stranger to a cemetery Im Mexican we are always at gatherings if it's not at a Quinceanera then it's at a funeral.

When I noticed something moving up ahead I was expecting (more like hoping) a freakin ghost or a the very least a thieving Bambi eating dead people's flowers. Thats it! There shouldn't have been anything else in there! Right! When I was approaching the back heavily wooded area I kid you not when I flicked on the high beams and the fuckery that transpired in the back there. I see 2 classrooms worth of kids that looked no older than 15yrs. in pajamas. Like it's the normal thing to do around here.

May I remind you, we had all the windows rolled down and we can hear a pin drop in the distance. I know there are a lot of parents around here what's the number 1 rule in parenting? If you have a couple of kids in the household and they ain't making any noise they're up to some shit! My buddy and I have seen at the very least 2 classroom sizes full of a bunch of kids in pajamas in the middle of the night in a cemetery being quiet! That's right you guessed it there was fuckey afoot!

There should be no dam good reason why there should be children in the middle of the night at a cemetery? The millennial came out and I have temporarily lost my mind. Yup, that's right I took out my phone and wanted to take a picture. My buddy Rich losses his freakin mind. and yells at me asking what on earth am I doing? I wanted to take a picture. That's what I wanted to do. He just wanted to get the fuck up on up outta there.

Why can't I take a picture?

They might throw something at our car!

So, what?

Do you really want to explain to our bosses why we are at a cemetery at night?

Well, he had a dam good point my boss already knows me around the office and I was once told that I left an impression. In management talk that means bitch we are keeping an eye on you. I already knew that I needed to leave the second I entered in there and we did. I wanted to go back but my buddy for the day wasn't havin' it.

On the car ride back to the depo like normal people we just had to talk about WTF just happened! Now I have my theories. My partner told me that... in his eyes there is no other explanation. These children are a bunch of Satanists! I don't think that THAT is the case.

To be Continue

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ROLAND CASPER

[ aka Dan Eben/ Integrated Circuits/ Trollin Dwarf | ESSENCE | SOUNDS / COMMUNIQUE US | MAGNETIC NORTH UK | LORIZ SOUNDS | LABWORKS | FRISBEE TRACKS | JUNKFOOD | PSYCHO THRILL REC., CGN/ GER ]

Brief bio of a DJ: In 1988 Roland Casper begun his career as a DJ together with his longtime partner Claus Bachor back then at the innovative and today legendary Rave Club in Cologne. 2 years later, in 1990, the Space Club openened his doors in Cologne, with Casper as resident DJ. In 1992 Casper moved to the Warehouse in Cologne, where he played as a resident DJ alongside the most prominent DJs of the scene and also started to develope an international reputation. During this year, he also took off initial work on his own projects, releasing his first 12" single "Feel The Speed" under the alias Exeter and building his own studio where he recorded "The Warehouse" EP, first to be released under his real name. In the following he also released succesfully under his aliases Dan Eben, Integrated Circuits and Trollin Dwarf. In addition to all of this, he co-hosted the Psycho Thrill venue night together with its founder Claus Bachor at the Ballhaus in Bonn. In 1994, The Warehouse got closed, but Psycho Thrill Cologne developed a huge cult following and an unparalleled reputation either. In 1996, Casper started his own label, Essence, in cooperation with Roadrunner. Besides his own releases, the label has been primarily set up as a forum for newcomers from the german Techno and Acid underground. In the course of the first year, thirteen 12" singles and the highly recommended Psycho Thrill compilation were released to great critical acclaim. Today Casper is still continuing his DJ work worldwide.

without the past … there’s no phuture … these alltime top50-faves in no particular order

01 01 ADONIS feat. GARY B.: No Way Back _ Vocal Mix [ Trax 112 US 12” | 1986 ] 02 ALEXANDER ROBOTNICK: Problèmes D´amour [ Fuzz Dance ‎ZZ 20-003 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 03 ARMANDO [A.GALLOP]: Land Of Confusion [ Westbrook Records ‎AG-WB-004 US 12" | 1987 ] 04 B.W.H. [STEFANO & ELENA ZITO]: Stop [ B-side from "Livin' Up / Stop" House Of Music HM-1001 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 05 BIG TONY [ANTHONY BAMBURY]: Ecstacy [ S.T.D. Records ‎STD-1207 BEL 12" | 1985 ] 06 CAROL KENYON: Dance With Me [ A-side from A&M Records AMX-189 UK 12" | 1984 ] 07 CELLOPHANE [ALESSANDRO NOVAGA & GIORGIO PAGANINI]: Gimme Love _ Italian Version [ B-side from S.P.Q.R. ‎SPQR-11118 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 08 MIRAGE feat. CHIP E [IRWIN LARRY EBERHART II]:  Time To Jack [ A2-track from "Jack Trax" House Records CHP-001 US 12" | 1985 ] 09 CLUB SHOTT [P.KLEIN & A.MAHARAJH]: Clubb Rhythm [ B-side from "Maniac ~ Steppin'Out (Medley)" Channel Records Channel-12-14 BEL 12" | 1985 ] 10 CYBOTRON [JUAN ATKINS]:  Clear [ A-side from Fantasy D 216 US 12" | 1983 ] 11 DBX [DANIEL BELL]: Losing Control [ A1-track from "Losing Control" Accelerate ‎ACC-102 US 12" | 1994 ] 12 DIVINE [HARRIS GLENN MILSTEAD]: Native Love Step By Step [ "O" Records OR-717 US 12" | 1982 ] 13 DOCTOR´S CAT [ALDO MARTINELLI, FABRIZIO GATTO, SIMONA ZANINI]: Watch Out! _ Instrumental [ B-side from Il Discotto Productions ‎ART-1028 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 14 FARLEY JACKMASTER FUNK [F.KEITH WILLIAMS]: Farley Knows House [ B2-track from "Funkin With The Drums Again" Trax Records TX-106 US 12" | 1985 ] 15 FATBACK [THE FATBACK BAND]: Lover Undercover [ Cotillion ‎DMD-841 US 12" | 1985 ] 16 GARY´S GANG [GARY R. TURNIER ... and his Gang]: Makin' Music _ Dub Mix [ B-side from Radar Records RDR-12005 US 12" | 1983 ] 17 GINO SOCCIO: Dancer [ A-side from Warner Bros. Records ‎RCSD-8788 US 12" | 1979 ] 18 GRACE JONES: Slave To The Rhythm (Blooded) [ A-side from Manhattan Records 20 0890-6 US 12" | 1985 ] 19 GRANDMASTER FLASH & THE FURIOUS FIVE feat. MELLE MEL & DUKE BOOTEE: The Message [ Sugar Hill Records SH-584 US 12" | 1982 ] 20 HEX COMPLEXX [RALPHI ROSARIO]: I Want You [ Sunset Records Inc. SUN-2783 US 12" | 1987 ] 21 HUMANOID [BRIAN DOUGANS]: Stakker Humanoid [ Westside Records WSRT-012 UK 12" | 1988 ] 22 JAY NOVELLE [HERLEY JOHNSON JR.]: If This Ain't Love _ Dub Mix [ B-side from Emergency Records EMDS-6544 US 12" | 1984 ] 23 JEFF MILLS: The Other Day EP [ Axis AX-015 US 12" | 1996 ] 24 JOE YELLOW [Domenico Ricchini]: Lover To Lover (Again) _ IN-Version [ B-side from Hole Records ‎OLE-20101 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 25 KANO [GLENN EDRITCH WHITE]:  I´m Ready l Holly Dolly [ Emergency EMDS-6504 US 12" | 1980 ] 26 KATHY WILSON/KWILS: After The Fall [ BMO Records 4W9 04195 US 12" | 1983 ] 27 KRAFTWERK:  Numbers | Computer Love [ A-side from "Numbers" Warner Bros. 937 US Promo-12" | 1981 ] 28 LOS ANGELES T.F. [FRANCO ZASA & TONY TRAVAGLIANTE]: Magical Body [ Il Discotto Productions ‎ART-1011 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 29 MASSIMO BARSOTTI D.J.: W.L.L. _ Another Version [ B-side from "Whole Lotta Love" Fuzz Dance ZZ 20-005 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 30 NANCY MARTINEZ: Take It Slowly [ Matra 12MA-032 CAN 12" | 1983 ] 31 NV: It's Alright _ Shep Pettibone's Extended Version [ Sire 0-20133 / Warner Bros. US 12" | 1983 ] 32 PARLIAMENT [GEORGE CLINTON and his band]:  (Not Just) Knee Deep I [ A-side from "(Not Just) Knee Deep" Warner Bros. 829 US Promo-12" | 1979 ] 33 PHUTURE [DJ PIERRE, EARL 'SPANKY' SMITH, HERBERT 'HERB J' JACKSON]: We Are Phuture [ A-Side from "We Are Phuture" Trax 165 US 12” | 1988 ] 34 PLANETARY ASSAULT SYSTEMS [LUKE SLATER]: Booster [ A-side from "Planetary Funk Vol. 4" Peacefrog Records PF-029 UK 12" | 1994 ] 35 QUINCY [RAY 'FLASHLIGHT' & FONNY D.]: Walking Alone (The Real One Came) _ Boys Version [ B-side from Infinity Records INF-12502 BEL 12" | 1986 ] 36 REESE & SANTONIO [KEVIN SAUNDERSON & SANTONIO ECHOLS]:  Force Field [ B1-track from "Bounce Your Body To The Box" KMS 012 US 12" | 1988 ] 37 RHYTHIM IS RHYTHIM [DERRICK MAY & THOMAS BARNETT]: Nude Photo [ A-side from Transmat MS-002 US 12" | 1987 ] 38 RON TRENT: Altered States _ Original Full Length Mix [ B-side from "The Afterlife" Warehouse Records WR-005 US 12" | 1990 ] 39 SCOTCH [SCOTCH DISCO BAND]: Penguins Invasion _ Hot Version [ B-side American Disco ‎AMD-001 ITA 12" | 1983 ] 40 SLAVE [STEVE WASHINGTON and band]:  Watching You [ Cotillon DMD 254 US Promo-12" | 1980 ] 41 SLEEZY D. [MARSHALL JEFFERSON]: I’ve Lost Control [ Trax Records ‎TX-113 US 12" | 1986 ] 42 STEVE `SILK´ HURLEY [STEVEN W.HURLEY]:  Jack Your Body [ A-side from Underground 101 / DJ International US 12" | 1986 ] 43 SYLVESTER [SYLVESTER JAMES JR.]: Can't Stop Dancing [ A-side from "Can't Stop Dancing/In My Fantasy" Fantasy ‎D-149 US 12" | 1979 ] 44 THE KLF [BILL DRUMMOND & JIMMY CAUTY]: What Time Is Love? [ A-side from "What Time Is Love? (Pure Trance 1)" KLF Communications ‎KLF-004T (Pure Trance Series 1) UK 12" | 1988 ] 45 THE KOSMIK KOMMANDO [MIKE DRED aka MICHAEL CULLEN]: Tardis [ A1(O1)-track "Universal Indicator Yellow" Rephlex MC-202 UK 12" | 1993 ] 46 URBANIAX [MICHAEL URBANIAK]: Love Don't Grow On Trees [ Personal Records P-49821 US 12" | 1985 ] 47 VERA [PATRICIA MASI]: Ready For Love [ Polydor ‎817 633-1 NL 12" | 1984 ] 48 VOODOO CHILD [MOBY / RICHARD MELVILLE HALL]: Horses [ B-side from "Demons / Horses" NovaMute 12 NoMu-032 UK 12" | 1994 ] 49 YELLO MACIC ORCHESTRA [HARUOMI HOSONO, YUKIHIRO TAKAHASHI, RYUICHI SAKAMOTO]:  Computer Game (Theme From The Circus) _ Edited Version [ Horizon & Tapes 12702 US 12" | 1979 ] 50 YELLO [BORIS BLANK, CARLOS PERON, DIETER MEIER]: Vicious Games [ A-side from Elektra EKR-1-T UK 12" | 1985 ] #pics by Claudio Kalex & Psycho Thrill Cologne #bookmarks: WIKIPEDIA ll  FACEBOOK  ll  DISCOGS  ll DAN EBEN ll TROLLIN DWARF INTEGRATED CIRCUITS  ll  SOUNDCLOUD  ll  ESSENCE  ll  LAST.FM RA  ll  YOUTUBE  ll  BNKR S.I.CGN  ll  PSYCHO THRILL

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a character i rp somewhere else / accepting // @disvppointmcnt

Sheriff Lucas Buck // American Gothic // @disvppointmcnt

Hell, he had his own reputation. Both feared and loved. From Ben’s constant unease to Mrs. Loretta’s homemade baked apple pie she brought to him once a month before her husband put on the baptism services at Fulton County Southern Baptist Church in thanks to the donations he so charitably gave to an establishment he held no respect in. He could give freely and he could take just as easily. His people lived by his rules. His town was the American Dream, no longer a thing of the past. Life was paradise should they follow down his road, but those for that didn’t, it was a mighty tough road.

The charade was so effortlessly put on. A smile here and there, a reminder of what he’d done for someone, and never a question asked. Trinity, South Carolina was the entrance of Heaven or Hell. Those that it felt unworthy of it’s grip, rather good or bad, was handed to its keeper, the long  standin’ Buck Family that resided over the town with their long shadows and dark ways to bring order back to reality.

And then a man had made an appearance. Speeding down the run way and trollin’ out at Selena’s favored hunting grounds. Lucas let him do his thing like some monkey in heat. Hell, there were plenty of backwoods nymphos that lived the life of a bored house wife.

But when he took hold of Selena, what was his, that had been it. Never would he allow any other man to make demands of her, to make her his subordinate when she belonged wholly to him, when she was a risen creature far better than some dying,flopping fish in a drying puddle that wanted her to call him “daddy”.

Never.

Perhaps it was a slender fit of jealousy for the woman that had been his for so many years or his deep set protection over her that had brought such an angry wrath.  Or perhaps it was something far more overtaking.

Sheriff Lucas Buck was the original. Hated by God and feared by the Devil. He was something wholly different, something that could not be defined as life or death, as devil nor angel. He was the vestiges of the Original, the remnants of what the Old Testament God could have been. He was nature born out of sheer violence, evil allowed to spread from the Garden. He was All. He was the Original.

But no assault against Selena or those he called his allies at another hand would be tolerated and for that unholy hell had reigned down.

Our missing lover boy would wake in the coffin of old, buried beneath the ground where no screams could be heard. The pain of his tongue having been bitten off by a woman he’d attempted to subordinate would have him near choking upon his own blood as he tried to scream out as a bucket full of dumped scarab beetles danced up his pant’s legs, ready and waiting to do their ecological duty of cleaning up the filth of the body’s flesh.

❝ Now, I can assure you, ❞ words spoken with the gentle ease of a good ol’ southern boy that complimented your mother and brought a blush to her features and did things to you that could make your flesh blush, ❝ We’re doin’ everything that we can to locate our missin’ man and make sure he’s brought to justice for what he did up North, but from here on out to the beaches, we’ve got a lotta woods and a lotta swamp land, but rest assured, I got my best men workin’ on the case. Hell, he could have booked it down to Mexico with the sins he’s got chasin’ after him.  ❞ 

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