I have this many candles on my cake
12

I am of this gender and species
Male, Flower

Look what I can do
Friendliness pellets, where I use my magic to create sharp like pellets, to help those that are suffering from life and come to an end. In this world... It's KILL or BE killed! I will even kill my friend if I have to. It's alright, it will all reset in the end…Right Chara?...Did I forget to mention, I'm also cursed with the "gift", to remember timelines? Just like that stupid lazy skeleton, Sans. Unlike him, I enjoy watching monsters be murd... I guess that's getting a little boring for me, too…I'm sure Chara will make things interesting again, soon.

Seeing that I'm a plant monster, I can extend my veins to stab, coil, or tighten, around my prey. Now, don't you perverts start thinking about tentacle porn. First of all, I don't have any genitals. Most of all, I'm still a child for crying out loud. So get your mind out of the gutter, Sickos.

My favorite, last talent I have, is the gift to mimic the faces and voices, of those that I have met. It's really fun when I get to torment lazy bones by mimicking his dead skeleton brother's voice.

I'm a different person, you see I'm
Flowery the Flower, Howdy! I'm just your everyday friendly flower, who just needs some TLC. Wait you say flowers don't talk, above ground? Well thats because I'm a magical flower and I'm a polite one, too... I just want us to be friends…Oo…I see you...I'm a bit impressed you're reading this profile. I guess not all humans are lazy sack of bones. Are you sure you aren't skimming through it? … Well then, I guess I will have to tell you the truth.

You see, I don't have a soul, not a complete one. I'll let you in on a little secret, only Chara and Dr. Gaster knows. I used to be a stupid, kind hearted, Prince of the underground, who was killed by humans, because I thought I could save everyone… WHAT AN IDIOT! More on that story, later.

I enjoy watching others die and criticize those who live by the action they took. When faced with danger, I'm known to be a coward. If I have to, I will sell out my former family and friends, to save my skin. It sounds vain, but I really hate the feeling of pain. Reliving the pain of death over and over is not my cup of tea. So yeah, I would do anything to avoid it. I would manipulate, back stab, and kill if the circumstances require me to stay alive until the timeline resets. I'm a heartless monster after all.

In my past this was me
Prince Asriel Dreemurr in my former life, who believed that humans and monsters could live in harmony, together. Boy, I was wrong. I was a stupid fool that got themselves killed…You see...You know what…fuck that story. If you real want to know, google it or better yet, buy the game you cheap skates. What I'm going tell you, is the story about me…Flowey, the Flower.

I hope by now, all of you know about the sappy sad story, of how the prince died. Many of you are thinking right now, that the fat Dino was the one who created me, but you're wrong. This is "HeartTale", not Undertale universes. You see, when monsters die, their body becomes dust, and the soul goes to the void until they can be reborn. Part of my soul, would not leave the world of the living when I died. So I was trapped in the Royal Garden, until Dr. Gaster found my broken soul. I'm not sure how or why, but he was able to collect what was left of me.

My earliest flower memories, were waking up in a laboratory with a huge headache. Realizing I was a flower and not knowing who I really was. My former self is a bit fuzzy to me. All I know is that, I use to be Asriel and my best friend was Chara. What I didn't know, Dr. Gaster tried to inform me. I didn't care about my past self. My soul was broken, so it's hard for me to miss what I don't remember. I also have trouble expressing or understanding emotions. So I was keep a secret, from others outside of the laboratory, while Dr. Gaster tried to find a way to completely fix me. That place was so boring; I wanted to claw my eyes out. Thank god there were other experiments trapped there as well, to keep me company.

The first one to greet me when I woke up, was a freaky girl, named "Subject Two". What a stupid name. Then again, at first I was called "Subject Three". That doctor had the worst taste in names.

So, Subject Two, was this half human-skeleton thing, that was always smiling at me. It was freaky as shit. I got used to being with her. She named me Flowey because... I was a flower. These people are so great at naming things... She wasn't the smartest thing in the box, but it was better than being called "Subject Three", all the time. It was strange, when I was with her, I could feel things…I even thought of her as my friend. I was never alone, because she would carry me around in a flower pot, where ever she went. I would get her into so much trouble. One time, we took a ketchup bottle and used it to paint the kitchen wall, red. Another time, was when the foolish doctor, fell sleep in his chair, with his computer on. I deleted some of his reports while "Subject Two", drew smiley faces on his skull, with permanent pen. He was so pissed upon waking; he split us up for three weeks. I didn't care, that was so worth it.

When "Subject Two" was boring, she would make up stories, sing, and then draw pictures to go along with it. She also had this doll tied together, made out of ripped up cloth she found and the face was drawn on with red color. I'm positive to this day, she used blood to paint on this face…Which is a bit creepy.

Life in the laboratory was not all fun and games. We were experiments, after all. My job was to try to regain my soul, so the King and Queen could have their son back. So I was forced to watch home videos or look at a billion photos, about the prince's life. "Subject two's" job, was to break the barrier, even if it meant being tormented to death. I watched her scream for hours in pain as the wacko doctor, injected her with human emotions, which would have killed a normal monster. Dr. Gaster would also shoot laser beams in her eye socket, in hopes to increase her magic. Even after all that suffering, she would still forgive that bastard and smile at him. When I asked her why she did that, she told me, she just wanted to be useful to him. That answer sickens me to the core. I hated it there. All I dreamed about was being free.

I got my wish when the bastard doctor, was working on a machine that should have broken the barrier. I remember my friend placing me on the floor, near the wall, before getting into a giant, metal, cow shaped, skull. The room was filled with colorful steam as the lid on the machine door, closed and trapped her inside. From the expression on the bastard Doctor's face, seemed like, everything was going fine. Until, we heard screaming and noticed a black hole, forming over the machine….You known what, I'm going to stop there…What fun would that be, if I gave out spoilers, right away…I guess you just have to read the story, if you want to find out…Isn't that a wonderful idea? Hee hee hee!

Shhhh... I'm
Antagonist

I have a heart and it's set on
No one, you idiot. Can you not read English? I told you already, I don't have a heart. So stop pairing me up with Chara. Don't make me kill you.