WARNING: IF YOU HAVEN'T PLAYED THE GAME YET, OR READ MY MAIN STORY, OR KNOW WHAT ANY OF THE AUs ARE, THEN THIS WILL MAKE NO SENSE.
THIS IS JUST FOR FUN, LIKE A BEHIND THE ACTOR STUDIO THING, BUT WITH ALTERNATE REALITIES.
I WANT NO RESPONSIBILITY OVER SPOILING THINGS FOR OTHERS.
SO THIS IS MADE WITH NO INTENTIONAL HINTS.
I'M LEAVING IT UP TO YOUR IMAGINATIONS IF YOU THINK SOMETHINGS A CLUE HERE OR NOT.
ENJOY.
Lynsie: Howdy my wonderful lovelies. And welcome back to...uh...I'm not even sure what this is anymore. Seems like something weird happens each time we try this. I even had to get a new camera because Error broke the last one. But if you're looking at this one, then you know what happened last time so there's no point in wasting time going on about how an alternate version of me was using my body to have a little fun here. Or how Error went nuts about it. Heck, even demon bro got a bit messed up about it. Speaking of which, hi brother.
Chara:...We're really not going to talk about it are we? You're just gonna ignore it or pass it off with a joke or pissing me off. Aren't you?
Lynsie: What happens in the pocket dimension, stays in the pocket dimension. I don't pry into your stuff, leave mine alone.
Chara: You know I can go in your head and look around for myself. I'm trying to be nice here.
Lynsie: Do what you want. I don't care anymore.
Chara: Okay, what is your problem? You were all chipper a second ago. Now you're being a cold bitch.
Lynsie: I just want to get this done before something else happens. There's been more freaky drama going on here then a 80s teen date movie. We've had overworked hormones, smack talk, and two different times where someone is possessed.
Chara: Technically you're always possessed. By me.
Lynsie: ...We so need a movie made about us.
Chara: I vote Michael Bay to make it. I love all the large and unnecessary explosions.
Lynsie: And crazy killer robots too?
Chara: I don't want Mettaton in it!
Lynsie: Well I tried. *looks over script* Let's see...Man I had to work on this.
Chara: Couldn't clean up HorrorTale enough?
Lynsie: Yeah...No clue if any of this will be right for that AU. But I tried with what I could find.
Chara: So you really have no clue if these monsters are even alive?
Lynsie: I was able to confirm that Alphys is indeed alive in HorrorTale. And seeing as Napstablook is a ghost, he gets an automatic status of still being there. I'm still unsure if killing the body of Mettaton means that the ghost Happstblook would be killed too. Not saying that happens, but it was a thought I had.
Chara: Not sure myself. Normally Alphys would come out to repair him if hurt, but in a Genocide run she's ran away with the "survivors" to a place I can't get them. Bull shit. I destroy the universe, them included, there is no mercy in my dojo!
Lynsie: ...You stealing my jokes bro?
Chara: What of it sis?
Lynsie: *stern glare*
Chara: *playful and cocky grin*
Lynsie: *I'm so going to get you later* Say the damn line.
Chara: *You're so my bitch* Gladly, sweet sister~. Warning: This shit can get hardcore raw. Content may or may not contain spoilers for the game and/or story. We're leaving it up to you sinners and your filthy minds to wander to your own conclusions.
Lynsie: Now then...*hands him the script* Let's dance, devil.
Chara: Heh, only in the pale moon light on a Saturday night, angel. *clears throat* Scenario #6: The first skeleton takes Lynsie to their hangout spot in Snowdin. How does that go?
HORRORTALE (KILLER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A OPTIMISTIC SURVIVOR)
Lynn: Are you sure this was a good idea?
sans: what? you don't trust me?
Lynn: You I trust. The other monsters giving me the "we're going to eat good tonight" stares and drooling, not so much.
sans: is that why you have the plant watching your back?
Flowey: Someone has to. No surprise attacks on my watch.
Lynn: Thanks buddy.
sans: see? just relax. that's what this is for. *tugs on chain leash* this shows that you're with me. none of them would be stupid enough to risk a fight with me...that and it would piss off grillby.
Lynn: Who?
Grillby: *burning growl*
Lynn: *oh my god...he's smoking hot...and that's probably not the best thing to think about right now*
Grillby: So you're finally paying your tab Sans? *grabs the human's face and inspects her* Not bad. Could probably get some good portions off this one. *licks her neck* Fine tasting too.
Lynn: Uh...*what the fuck?!*
sans: *yanks her to him and glares at Grillby* touch her again, and it'll be the last thing you do. she's my human. if anyone is gonna get the meat off her bones, it's me.
Lynn: *blush*
Grillby: Hording food now? Undyne would love to hear about this.
sans: undyne can chock on a fish stick for all i care! if she wants a human so damn badly, she can go out and find her own. *grips the chain harshly* this one is off limits.
Grillby: *annoyed snarl but turns away to tend to some other monsters*
Lynn: *i'm not sure whether this is a good or bad thing*
Flowey: *I should've stayed in the Ruins*
sans: *glaring blush at her* what's with that look? don't take this to mean that i like you or anything. i'm just repaying you a kindness. that's it. nothing more.
Lynn: Then we're going to be doing this a lot.
sans: why?
Lynn: *pulls out a small candy ball* Monster candy?
sans: *eyes her funny* ...how much food did you find in the ruins?
Lynn: *innocent smile* Enough to be okay with sharing with a friend. I don't need to eat much. Once I lasted two months on a single jar of peanut butter and ketchup packets till I could snag a decent meal. So go on. Take it. If you don't want it, at least give it to your brother. I know Papyrus is sweet already, but a pinch more wouldn't hurt.
sans: *is she for real?* ...deal. *maybe she isn't so bad.*
MAFIATALE (MOBSTER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A RUTHLESS CONSIGLIERE)
sans: and this lovely establishment, dollface, is like my home away from home. welcome to grillby's.
Lynn: A speakeasy? Not my usual scene, but it's charming I'll give you that. Oh, and Sansy, what did I tell you about calling me that?
sans: and what did i tell you about calling me sansy?
Lynn: I believe we are at an impasse.
sans: i think we are.
Lynn: Truce?
sans: on one condition.
Lynn: That is?
sans: treat me to lunch?
Lynn: ...Deal.
Grillby: Afternoon Sans. Miss. How can I be of service to you this fine day?
Lynn: Oh my. Such fine fellow. Pleased to meet you. I'm Lynsie.
Grillby: Please, the pleasure is all mine. It's not every day I get to serve such a lovely drink of water.
Lynn: *giggles*
sans: *sneers* too bad you can't touch the stuff or you end up smoldering. but let's not heat things up. *takes her hand and pulls her away* come on lynn, there's a chill booth with our cool names on it.
Grillby: *well that was weird. what's got him all perturbed?*
Lynn: *well this feels awkward* Everything okay Sans?
sans: *oh my god, what the hell is wrong with me?* yeah...yeah dame. everything's fine.
Chara: I've often wondered the same thing comedian.
Lynsie: Leave Sans alone. The guy puts up with a lot a crap.
Chara: You're just defending him because you're a filthy bone fucking sinner.
Lynsie: Don't hate because you're forever alone. Maybe if that smile of yours was more sweet than sinister, you'd get lucky.
Chara: Well I am hung up on this one chick. She's a total bitch but I'm stuck with her.
Lynsie: Ha ha. Very cute.
Chara: Speaking of the bonehead. Where is Error? I thought he couldn't trust us to be alone anymore.
Lynsie: Because of the body snatcher, he's focused on finding her. He really took her escape personally.
Chara: Well duh. It ended up being another sick error thing.
Lynsie: Errors are not sick. They just have problems do to being corrupted at death.
Chara: ...How the fuck do you know so much?!
Lynsie: I research, talk, and listen.
Chara: All I heard was 'blah blah blah blah'.
Lynsie: And that is why you fail!
Chara: Also, what's the deal with HorrorSans? And everyone else for that matter? I though the only death was Asgore. Why is everyone so fucked up?
Lynsie: Again, the coding for this AU isn't fully decoded so most info is unknown at this time. But here is what I do know from the recovered code so far. Flowey had an accident in Alphys' lab which caused his face to come out as a single eye, which doesn't explain how he can still talk, so I claim magic.
Chara: Lame.
Lynsie: Papyrus is still the same loveable guy, only now he's very aware of death and killing humans. Also years of Papyrus eating his 'special spaghetti' has resulted in red-stained crooked teeth.
Chara: Okay...And the comedian?
Lynsie: Sans's busted skull and constant red left eye are from a serious head injury due to non-compliance with Undyne law. The experience has left him how he is now, and might have bugged some of his powers. He can still do bone attacks and teleport, but I don't know about any of his other abilities at this time.
Chara: So...He might have gotten weaker? That's interesting to hear.
Lynsie: Please. Ever if HorrorSans did lose some powers, he'd still kick your ass and worse.
Chara: Fuck you! Scenario #7: Lynsie meets a ghost for the first time.
HORRORTALE (KILLER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A OPTIMISTIC SURVIVOR)
Flowey: Now there's usually a ghost up ahead here. But I don't see him attacking you. You're solid and ghosts can't really eat solid matter.
Lynn: Yay! A stroke of luck.
Flowey: Though...he might just catch you and turn you in to a monster that does eat humans.
Lynn: And just like that, good mood buzz killed.
Flowey: Sorry.
Napstablook: Uh...who are you talking to?
Lynn: *ah! random jump scar!* Holy...Dude, you nearly gave me a heart attack!
Napstablook: Oh...Sorry. *damn, I'm loosing my touch* So were you talking to yourself?
Lynn: *Best not mention Flowey, I may need a trump card* I tend to do that sometimes. Helps me think.
Napstablook: Are you lost? I could help guide you. *into every trap*
Flowey: *whisper* Don't drop your guard. Something's off.
Lynn: *understood* I guess it won't hurt. Heh, be nice to not talk to myself. And who knows, maybe we'll find some cool stuff. I mean, I already found this neat headset.
Napstablook: *excited* You found my headset?!
Lynn: Yeah...*pulls headset out of backpack* Here you go.
Napstablook: *takes it back* T-thank you. My cousin gave me this one. It...it means a lot to me.
Lynn: Happy to help out a new friend.
Napstablook: Friend? You want to be my friend?
Lynn: If you'll let me.
Napstablook: *new plan...I'm keeping her for myself* I'd like that very much.
MAFIATALE (MOBSTER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A RUTHLESS CONSIGLIERE)
*Mettaton and Napstablook perform at Grillby's speakeasy*
Grillby: You seem focused. Someone on stage caught your eye?
Lynn: Never seen a ghost before. Or a robot for that matter.
Grillby: You can meet them after the show if you want.
Lynn: Really?
Grillby: Just don't mention family business to Napstablook. He isn't in on any of it.
Lynn: Read you loud and clear hot stuff.
*later on*
Lynn: Howdy.
Napstablook: Oh! H-hi.
Lynn: You're Napstablook, yes? It's nice to meet you.
Napstablook: N-nice to meet you too. You must be the human my cousin talks about.
Lynn: Mettaton talks about me? *well that's a bit creepy* I haven't met the guy yet.
Napstablook: Really? From what he's told me, it sounded a lot like he knew you well.
Lynn: You don't say. *If he's been spying on me I'll kick his metal ass!* Oh well. Who knows. Say, do you want to, I don't know, maybe hangout sometime? Not a date or anything. Just, spend a little time getting to know one another. Maybe stroll around the park. Or better, we can go to the theater and see a motion picture. I hear talk that they manage to make films with sound now.
Napstablook: Really? That sounds fantastic!
Lynn: Neat. So...want to meet back here later for that?
Napstablook: Sure! I'll just let Mettaton know. That way he won't spring up any random band practices on me. I swear he does it to keep me busy for some reason.
Lynn: That's silly and yet cute. *Oh you adorable boy, be glad you're left in the dark.*
Chara: I find it a bit hard to think of Napstablook with deadly intentions. It just seems so...
Lynsie: Wrong?
Chara: Messed up is more like it. But hey, the UnderFell him is at least cool.
Lynsie: Argh! Again with your obsession with UnderFell.
Chara: Hey! It's not my fault that universe is badass. If I could, I'd haunt there instead and give you my goody-goody wuss self.
Lynsie: Oh if only...
Chara: But nope. You're stuck with me. Because you need a bad guy to blame everything on.
Lynsie: You're not a bad guy. Just messed up. *sigh* You're still stuck in a Genocide time line mindset even though it's my first try and I'm doing a Pacifist route. It's not your fault you're like this. And I'm sorry that it seems like you're always the scapegoat for the problems going on. It isn't fair.
Chara: You're just saying that.
Lynsie: No, I mean it. I've seen a lot of time lines in this crazy multiverse and I've noticed something. There is no real villain. Sure, Flowey and you might do some things that might be bad, but it's only because you're the products of bad situations. Flowey has become jaded from doing things repeatedly and it all being pointless. And you, well...I think enough has been said about what you've gone through.
Chara: Fine. But if I'm not the villain and Flowey ain't it, who is?
Lynsie: No one. The real enemy in all this is 'giving up'.
Chara: ...That's the stupidest thing ever.
Lynsie: I won't give up on you bro.
Chara: Whatever floats your boat sis...Scenario #8: Lynsie meets Alphys. What was that like?
HORRORTALE (KILLER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A OPTIMISTIC SURVIVOR)
Lynn: *running* Did I lose them yet?!
Flowey: I don't see them anymore, but keep going!
Lynn: What the hell was that thing?!
Flowey: That...I think was Mettaton.
Lynn: It was more like the Frankenstein monster to me.
Flowey: It explains what she's been doing with the human body parts. She's made him into an abomination.
Lynn: I just hope we never run into them...*comes to a sudden stop*
Flowey: What's wrong?
Lynn: Uh...
Alphys: You're not like the others. *gripping large scalpel* They didn't last this long. Congratulations.
Flowey: *whispers* Get ready to dodge.
Lynn: Easy now...I want no trouble.
Alphys: I've been watching you. You know what you're doing. What you need to do to survive. I have to give you credit. It's been a long time since a human made it this far.
Lynn: Uh...Thank you?
Alphys: You must be pretty strong. You'd make the perfect new parts to improve Mettaton.
Lynn: I'm flattered, but I have to decline.
Flowey: He's coming back.
Alphys: Flowey?
Flowey: Run!
Lynn: *bolts*
Alphys: Get back here! *chases*
MAFIATALE (MOBSTER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A RUTHLESS CONSIGLIERE)
Lynn: So Alphys...Explain to me what exactly it is that you do for the family.
Alphys: Well...I-i'm the creative accountant. I h-help manage the family's expenses.
Lynn: So you cook the books?
Alphys: N-not in a bad way! I follow the letter of the rules of standard accounting practices, but deviate from the spirit of those rules. I manage the family earnings fairly among all the needs. Personal incentives. Bonus-related pay. Benefits from shares and share options. Job security. Personal satisfaction. Cover-up fraud. Tax management. Management buyouts. Debt covenant. Manager's self-interest. And not to mention the tax write offs we get for supporting local businesses.
Lynn: Now by manager's self-interest, was that how you got funding for building Mettaton's body?
Alphys: *embarrassed* W-what? I...It wasn't like that...I mean...
Lynn: Easy girl. I'm not the fuzz. From going over the records, you've served the family for years with great loyalty. Not to mention, I found a pay stub written by Asgore to you made out for personal use. I take he's been funding your non-family related projects for some time?
Alphys: Y-yes. I've been trying to work more on science to better things for monsters and maybe put an end to this turf war between the humans. But I could never find someone willing to support me and my research. Then I met Asgore. He was impressed with my skills and gave me a chance to prove my work was good by funding a small test project.
Lynn: Mettaton?
Alphys: Correct.
Lynn: I see. Well, I can't find any marks on your record. Plus, if papa trusts you, I have faith in his choice of friends.
Alphys: W-wait...Were you interrogating me?
Lynn: No, just being curious. I'm looking into everyone under the Dreemurr employ. I want to understand how everything works and who everyone is. Applying a little stress to someone while talking gives me a chance to see how others hold under pressure. You were honest, a bit nervous and slightly defensive, but held strong. You have good character.
Alphys: *blushes* Wow...T-thank you.
Lynn: *smiles* You're welcome.
Chara: Wow...You in the mob is pretty intimidating. *smirk* I think I found a new you I like.
Lynsie: You have strong dominate woman fetish, don't you?
Chara: I like me the bad girls~.
Lynsie: Considering they're all just different parts of me, you're just seeking me but a more pleasing version that suites your needs.
Chara: Don't get all psychological on me. Even if I did have a thing for you, which is bull and we both know it, at least I'm keeping my interest in the same species. You on the other hand...What happened to little miss pacifist to make you seek out relations with monsters?
Lynsie: Humans are beasts. I gave up on humanity as favorable when I was still in the single digits age. But if you want a better answer, I went through a similar thing that happened to UnderLust Mettaton.
Chara: ...You...You were...
Lynsie: No, it didn't get that bad. But this is a true story I'm telling you even if it sounds fake. Three boys attempted to jump me in the halls in middle school and expressed quite clearly what they wanted. I fought back as others watched and did nothing. I was okay afterword's, just a torn sweater being the only damage I got. I couldn't identify the boys when the school asked and even though they had cameras they were just for show and didn't work, so you know what they did to make up for it? They gave me museum tickets. I could've been raped and that was how they said sorry. "She's just a stupid kid and nothing happened, maybe this will shut her up." That's what it felt like they were saying with that. I still have those tickets. I keep them to be a lasting reminder that humans aren't worth it. If something like that can almost happen and nothing is done to make sure it never happens, then humans can go fuck themselves to extinction for all I care.
Chara: ...I...I'm sorry...
Lynsie: You have nothing to be sorry for. It's not your fault we come from a species of bastards.
Chara: Do...Do you need a moment?
Lynsie: I'm fine.
Chara: You sure?
Lynsie: Please...Just...Don't do this.
Chara: *frown* Scenario #9: Lynsie and the robot spend some time together off camera.
HORRORTALE (KILLER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A OPTIMISTIC SURVIVOR)
*fallen into a simple pit*
Lynn: I can't believe I slipped.
Flowey: I told you to watch your step. Just be lucky this wasn't a finished trap or you'd be dead.
Lynn: *sighs* Trying to climb out is going to be such a pain.
Flowey: We don't really have any other choice.
*suddenly a rope drops in*
Lynn: Well now...Convenient rope when needed is all too convenient.
Flowey: Sadly it's all we can do other than sit down and wait to be killed. Stay on alert.
Lynn: Got it. *climbs the rope to escape the pit and sees no one around at the top* Huh...Either the rope came to life and figured here was a good place to tie at, or someone is hiding.
Flowey: Lynsie...Run and never look back.
Lynn: Why?
Mettaton: Oh good. I did catch the right one this time.
Lynn: *pales upon seeing the half robot half human corpse patchwork monster*
Mettaton: Speechless I see. I expect nothing less when a star like myself is witnessed.
Lynn: *I don't know whether to be amazed such a thing is alive or be completely grossed out that it's alive*
Mettaton: Cat got your tongue darling? Or am I still able to take it for myself~?
Flowey: Run!
Lynn: Hi...*runs*
Mettaton: *snickers* Playing hard to get...I love it~.
MAFIATALE (MOBSTER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A RUTHLESS CONSIGLIERE)
Mettaton: Hello? I was told to come in.
*lights click on*
Lynn: Mettaton, good buddy. Please, have a seat.
Mettaton: *nervous* Uh...Sure darling. *sits across from her*
Lynn: Can I get you anything? Food or drink maybe? Anything to make you feel comfortable?
Mettaton: Please, no need to trouble yourself over me. I'm not that famous.
Lynn: Oh I'm not doing this because you're a celebrity. I'm doing this because a little birdie has been tweeting me the song that you're telling others that we're an item. *reaches into her breast pocket*
Mettaton: *damn it!* Darling, it's a joke. I didn't mean anything by it I swear!
Lynn: A joke huh? *pulls out a lollipop and unwraps it* I like jokes. Would you like to hear one?
Mettaton: *be cool Happstablook, she isn't mad, calm down* S-sure dear. I'd love to hear one.
Lynn: Okay. *pops it in her mouth and rolls it around* What's the sound of one robot getting his just desserts?
Mettaton: *shit!* W-what?
Lynn: *creepy smirk* This...*bites down and shatters the candy with a loud unpleasant crunch*
Mettaton: ...
Lynn: *swallows the candy and spits the stick out* Don't get me wrong Metta. I like you and what you do for the family. It's not easy to maintain two lives. Singer and disposal. How you keep that sweetheart cousin in the dark is beyond me, but kudos. You might have a shot with an acting career. *dead stare* But I will not have someone run around telling lies and ruining my reputation just to make themselves look good. If you want something from me, you be a man and tell it to my face. No more of this weak bullshit. We clear?
Mettaton: Y-yes! I'll straighten things up right away! Please, forgive my offense. It will never happen again.
Lynn: That's good. 'Cause it would be such a shame to mess up that handsome face of yours over something so foolish as a fib. Wouldn't you agree?
Mettaton: *God she's terrifying...and yet the power makes her very attractive.* Yes, it would be such a waste.
Lynn: *holds her hand out, presently a ring with the Delta Rune on it* I forgive you of this offense.
Mettaton: Thank you darling...*kneels down before her, holds her hand, and kisses the ring* Thank you.
Chara: I agree with Mob Metta here. You with power and authority is hot.
Lynsie: *glad he's back to being himself* Traditionally, the hand-kiss was initiated by a woman, who offered her hand to a man to kiss. The lady offering her hand was expected to be of the same or higher social status than the man. It was a gesture of courtesy and extreme politeness, and it was considered impolite and even rude to refuse an offered hand. It was also a gesture of formal submission or pledge of allegiance of person to person or as a diplomatic gesture. The gesture would indicate submission by kissing the signet ring (a form of seal worn as a jewelry or ring), the person's symbol of authority. The gesture was common in the European upper class throughout the 18th and 19th centuries. It started to disappear in the 20th century, to be replaced by the egalitarian hand shake. Today, the hand-kiss is sometimes used as a romantic gesture, usually in parting and usually initiated by a man. It could be used to convey a feeling of a more traditional and emotional attraction, rather than a superficial one that has become a stereotype of the 21st century. The gesture could be misconstrued as a parody or mockery of the original gesture, and indeed at times it may be used as such, but this is not always the sole intention. For example, it would not be mockery for a man saying goodnight to his girlfriend to kiss her hand, but a person who greatly exaggerated the practice would be clearly seen as mocking it as well as the person whose hand is being kissed.
Chara: ...You know a lot of random crap, don't you.
Lynsie: I love to play You Don't Know Jack. It's full of funny random trivia.
Chara: This is gonna become a thing isn't it? You putting in little random factoids here and there.
Lynsie: I think it makes things interesting. We provide entertainment as well as a bonus "I just learned something new" moment.
Chara: You nerd.
Lynsie: *mumbles* A nerd you want to bang.
Chara: What?
Lynsie: I said there's only one more to look at.
Chara: Oh shit! It's the one with Undyne. This is going to be epic! Scenario #10: Lynsie meets Undyne. How does that go?
HORRORTALE (KILLER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A OPTIMISTIC SURVIVOR)
Lynn: *panting* I...can't...feel...my lungs...
Flowey: Don't rest for too long. This is the most dangerous part of the Underground.
Lynn: *panting* Why did...we have too...leave Snowdin...?
Flowey: If you stay in one place too long it'll be easier for her to find you.
Lynn: Who, Undyne? *settled* I'm so sick of hearing about this big bad fish bitch that rules with deadly spear and no mercy. I could've just stayed with the bone boys and all would've been fine.
Flowey: Sans would turn on you eventually. He isn't stable.
Lynn: None of us are Flowey. I just don't know why we're headed for the castle. I thought to cross the barrier a human and monster soul is needed?
Undyne: That's right punk! *chucks spear from the shadows*
Lynn: *gets her leg pinned down* Aah! Son of a bitch!
Undyne: *slowly appears* YOU! You're standing in the way of everybody's hopes and dreams! You're just a coward! Hiding behind that weed so you could keep running away from me! You abandoned your friends just so you could run away!
Lynn: *growls* You don't know me! Don't act like I have a choice in the matter when everyone looks at me a their next meal!
Undyne: Oh please! Drop your wimpy goody-two-shoes-schtick! Oooh! I'm making such a difference by hugging random strangers! I've already fell for that once before. That human made us trust them, we thought it was our friend, but it lied. It was selfish, killed our king and took off to god knows where. But I won't make the mistake that Asgore did. You know what would be more valuable to everyone from you human? IF YOU WERE DEAD! That's right, human! Your continued existence is a crime! Your life is all that stands between us and our freedom!
Lynn: *forces her leg backwards off the spear's shaft* Grrr...If you think I'm just going to give up because you want my head on a platter...Lady, you're in for a surprise. I don't die so easily. Not without a fight.
Undyne: *she grins with blood lust* Right now, I can feel everyone's hearts pounding together! Everyone's been waiting their whole lives for this moment! But we're not nervous at all. When everyone puts their hearts together, they can't lose! Once I take your soul, I will cross the barrier and gather six more! Then I shall break the barrier and free us all from this hell your kind has trapped us in! Only then will our revenge finally be complete! Now, human! Let's end this, right here, right now. I'll show you just how determined monsters truly are!
Lynn: *takes up the bloody spear for defense* Bring it on!
MAFIATALE (MOBSTER MONSTERS - LYNSIE IS A RUTHLESS CONSIGLIERE)
Undyne: *glaring at the human*
Lynn: *glaring at the monster*
Undyne: You're the human?
Lynn: You're the boss?
Toriel: Undyne, please. Lynsie is friend and rightfully earned a place with us.
Undyne: Earned it? She just butted in where she wasn't needed! She has no right to be here!
Lynn: Hey! Your friend would be dead if I didn't but in!
Undyne: I'm not talking to you Dumb Dora!
Lynn: And that's pissing my off because I'm right here Mrs. Grundy!
Toriel: No fighting.
Lynn: I'll stop as soon as she recognizes I'm not going anytime soon.
Undyne: You want my respect human? Then earn it. If you can beat me, we'll be all squared away.
Lynn: Name your game merbabe.
Toriel: Child, must you antagonize her.
Undyne: It's fine Toriel. It'll just make winning all the sweeter. Human, I challenge you to a drinking contest. Last one standing wins and the loser pays for everything.
Lynn: Okay, but I pick the poison. Planter's Punch.
Undyne: Deal. Let's hit Grillby's.
Lynn: Sweet!
*they leave together*
Toriel: *confused* At least they're not fighting.
Chara: Oh man! Horror Undyne has to put up a massive fight.
Lynsie: I would think it should rival the Undyne the Undying fight, but more rage inducing.
Chara: I want in on that.
Lynsie: Oh sweet twisted brother. How you still amaze me with that which leaves your mouth.
Chara: All the better to mess with you sis. But now I'm curious. How did these Undyne bits end?
Lynsie: From what I can see this happens. In MafiaTale I think Undyne wins because Lynn gets too drunk and slips, smacking her head on the table and blacks out. And for HorrorTale, the battle would be disrupted by Sans once both their HP got low enough, I'm not sure how it would end after that.
Chara: Ha! You can't hold your booze.
Lynsie: Welp, that brings another set of AUs to a close. That makes UnderTale. UnderFell, UnderSwap. SwapFell, UnderLust, HorrorTale, and MafiaTale done. Which ones should we do next?
Chara: Didn't you have a few in mind?
Lynsie: I did. But this time, I think I want to know what our audience wants. So if all you lovelies have a AU that you like and that we didn't cover yet, please let us know. Hell, let's make this super interesting. Along with AUs, I want to hear your suggestions of who you want to join us as a special guest. It can be anyone...so long as Error doesn't find out.
Chara: Oh now this is going to be very interesting. There's no way that glitch is gonna let you get away with this.
Lynsie: You just leave him to me. I know just how to talk to him so that he'll agree to anything.
Error!Sans: would YOU mind repeating THAT to me again ANOMALY?
Lynsie: *nervous blush*
Chara: *laughs his ass off* Oooooh you are so busted.
Lynsie: Uh...And we'll be back after a word from our sponsors! *bolts for the camera*
Error!Sans: get back here!
Chara: *still laughs*
*video cuts off*
