Pixel Art Gallery

90896a *He snaps to his senses after hitting the building, and stumbles back a little.* Ow... *He looks up at the building, then walks around towards the front to figure out what this was.*

95be89 "[[Quick first effect... Sudden cracking rot, on the side of the skull...]]

be82ba (Rare jumped off of the roof of her shop and flew over to ColorSans) Yo. You need to calm down for a second.

90896a Uh... scratch my last post there.

05b0c1 .....AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *He tries to get it off but fails*

95be89 [[If you want, you can just edit this, to get the same HEX, colours, to add onto "Color!Sans"...]]

90896a *He stopped in front of the door, regaining his senses there. He looked up then and became confused as to how he got here, but curious as to what this was. So, he stepped inside.*

be82ba (Rare was looking directly at T and Terrie, despite being half a mile away) What is this crap..? (Rare loaded her Gepard GM8 Lynx [look it up])

95be89 Heheh... -He just let`s go of Color!Sans... Clearly after getting the ink blood on him... He might be fucked from whatever it actually is... It`s some illness of corruption, that cannot be cured yet- ... -He melts into the ground-

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05b0c1 *Added Anau* *Vesin walks into the side of the small building*

e068e4 (but yeah okay. Back to the rp. [well, i'm not really in it. mostly watching.] but a hollow wounded shell still sits in a field somewhere)

05b0c1 *Hyperventilation* Ohgodohfuckohgodohfuck

c5f0c3 i got one for me: Etherial God of Slime

95be89 -He grabs Color!Sans, by his neck harshly getting his inky blood all over his neck and nearly breaking his neck... He hold him up to his face- Y̵̜̍̋ ̶̢̛̱̹̠̏̒͑͗Ő̷͓̖̺̓̏̏̏̓̅ ̴̛͚̳͕̩̰̹̀̓̂U̵̧̜̪͍̬̣̳̹͚̟̽̂̅́͌̈́͋ ̵͇̤̣͓̯̎͐̐͑̀̋͑͌̒̚.̶̖̭̫̠͊̋͒̎̊̔̈́̕͠ ̶̰̎̑̅̌.̵̧̘̪̟͓̖͙͈͓̉̎͑̿̈́͗͘͝ ̵̢͖̺̠̼̜͑̍͐͌͜ͅ.̵̲̳̰͓̥͝ -His voice was all fucked up but still understandable-

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05b0c1 *It hums louder than usual*

05b0c1 That....yes. Just yeees.

90896a *After the glowing died down, Vesin started wandering by some instinct, letting an outside force guide him, unknowingly headed to the Hall of Gods.*

e068e4 (i be the God of Aggregate Contour)

ad3579 Blook: Talking to the Stone guy. Um i am kind of a god already God of Rubber cant die cant be Unsummoned and cant be hit

c5f0c3 if you`re the god of form, then i`m the god of slime. it has to be one of us, goopi...

05b0c1 *Scared outta his mind by Terrie.*

95be89 [[-Terrie is not happy about this-]]

a4dfce despacito as sans head 2

05b0c1 Aight Goopster, how can I make that sound overly exaggerated?

ad3579 Blook: *Appears in dark room and complaints life

95be89 -His breath is as cold as liquid nitrogen... But deep as all hell-

a4dfce despacito as sans head

e068e4 (if terrie is the god of puppetry then that makes me the god of form)

c5f0c3 (t, if you want any other characters of mine to be in the hall of gods, be my guest. i already have this in there, so...)

ad3579 Corrosion!Blook

05b0c1 Well Desc. And My rules are each title has to be overly complex and cool sounding.

a4dfce despacito as sans lol 2

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be82ba I mean, theres a coffee machine by the vending machines. Also, those tables youre at are new, donated to me by someone. Youre lucky you came in today and not yesterday.

687a9a *Walks back to table, disappointed*

90896a He's always hated humanity, the reason for which I haven't come up with yet. But after his murder I suppose it is fair to say he felt betrayed.

95be89 [[I`d happily, take that spot...]]

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c5f0c3 *walks ou of the back room* my dude, this is a shop...