An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works. Torrent search engine. Search: odysee mahn. odysee mahn [download] Sponsored Link: odysee mahn [second server]. Human_Monster : 716.36MB : Video Movies. Undertale: A Story of Me, Frisk - Chapter 1. META_mahn. Chapter Text. Chapter 1. 5: Monsters are Weird. We walked a bit further, Chara finally accepting my support. Her sobs turned to heavy breathing, gradually getting lighter. An octopus- like monster rose out of the water to greet us, but saw Chara and decided to slink away, not bothering. Here are the top 24 Monster/ Talent profiles on LinkedIn. Get all the articles, experts, jobs, and insights you need.Quite a respectful monster. Speaking of respectfulness, most monsters were incredibly respectful. Except for a few that wanted to kill me. But those were few and far in between, and after we got the "trying to kill me" business over with, they were quite pleasant.
Some of them gave me free food, others gave me a little bit of money to say sorry, and one even gave me a free shower, complete with the magical equivalent of an industrial blow- dryer because I didn't want to strip down. The caverns turned darker, and darker, until my necklace was the only thing illuminating the area in a blood- red glow. We didn't talk much. We didn't know what we were doing. We just walked. And hit a dead end with an echo flower."Behind you." It whispered. We spun around and found ourselves at spearpoint, me as the target."H- hey, can't we talk this out?" I scooted backwards. The darkness lifted, revealing Undyne. I silently cursed and wished I had magic, because that was probably what it was. Noah Adam Mahn is the main antagonist of the entire Extinctioners universe, he is the leader of the Invasion Force that caused much of the carnage in the first story. A caveman is a stock character based upon widespread anachronistic concepts of. some 66 million years before the emergence of the human. Bug-eyed monster. Undyne didn't care. She just advanced forwards. So, two of you, huh? Doesn't match the reports. Doesn't matter. I will collect the souls. Then, we can be free."I backed up a little bit, shifting my foot backwards. Chara," I whispered. The moment she almost runs us down, I need you to throw me over her with whatever power that is. Then teleport over to me."Undyne kept walking forwards. Her walk turned into a jog. Her jog turned into a sprint. I tightened my legs, my necklace flaring red. I was ready to jump in three, two, one…"Undyne! I'll help you fight!"Undyne stopped in her tracks. The glow from my necklace receded quickly. Standing right in front of Undyne's spear was that monster kid, absolutely clueless. He looked at me. "Yo! You got front- row seats to this fight! Wait.. who's she fighting?" He asked. If I could see Undyne's face right now, her face would probably be as unamused as she could possibly make it. She grabbed the kid by the face and dragged him off."Hey! You aren't gonna tell my parents, are you?" He shouted. His shouting got quieter as they rounded around the corner and walked away."Well, that was close." Chara remarked. The echo flower continuously looped "that was close" from then on. We decided to move before Undyne came back. After the darkness was cleared, a new path was revealed that I swore was not there before. We didn't question it. Only the splashing sounds of water echoing off the caverns was what we heard for a long while. And our muddy footsteps. And- "Whozzat! Ye coming to steal my junk?"A cane, with a sharpened point, was pointed at my throat. Or rather, Chara's throat. Today was not a good day. Two pointy sticks pointed at us. Behind it was an elderly turtle monster, wearing a safari hat and some glasses. He was even shorter than I was."Uh- " I barely started my sentence before the old monster kept shouting orders."Hands where I can see 'em, girls!""Hold on," Chara remarked. I know you. Gerson?""How do you know me? I know both of ye are humans.""Gerson, don't you remember me? It's me, Chara." Chara answered. I used to visit you all the time!" She didn't even hold her hands up."Chara?" He adjusted his glasses. By the souls and prophecies, it really is you! That brown hair, that immutable fashion sense…"He lowered his cane. We can't talk like this. Girly, you've got so much to explain. And bring yer…" He tilted his head at me."Sister," I answered. I guess I was Chara's sibling now. Even though we shared no genetics."Well, we can't have the Dreemurr princess and her sister standing out in the water, can we? This is hardly the place to talk!" Gerson dragged us off to his little junk shop, which was just around the corner."Okay, let's see.. I start?" Chara asked. Gerson handed us both some iced tea he made and bottled himself from the swamp water. It was pretty refreshing, and after we loaded up the bag with it, at Gerson's insistence (Take it! It's got good magic! Might save yer life! Ehehehe) we cracked open two more to drink on the spot."Start at the bit where you and your brother fulfilled that weird suicide pact of yers." He answered. Chara winced, which Gerson took notice. Sensitive topic? Can't blame ye for that.""No, no. It's fine. Just…a lot of memories recently. Echo flowers." Chara sighed and took a swig of her tea. Well, after that, I died, but a little bit of me got stuck in that locket he gave me. A majority of me went to the void, though.""Void?" Gerson asked."The medium between this world and what people could probably call the afterlife, I guess. In any case, I spent a good bit of time there, doing dead person things. Like sleep. Then a lot of convoluted things happened."She described how she became my brother, but left out the bits about Gaster. Then she described how I fell down."After that, I managed to hitch a small piece of myself onto Frisk. Then I managed to do some spooky things and make myself a body."Gerson leaned back, sighed, lit a pipe, and puffed a bit of smoke. Well, Chara, I think this entire story is full of shit. This all makes absolutely no sense whatsoever, hehe.""I can't blame you," Chara replied, leaning forward like an old drinking buddy. If I was normal I would probably say the same things. I mean, I did die and now I'm here. Of course, magic is real and so are monsters, so I guess anything could fly.""Anyways, lie or not," Gerson got up, "I have something of yours." He reached under the table and pulled out a crinkled red notebook. Kept it in the best condition I could. Fluffybuns would have probably just shelved it and never read it. I read it a few times. Learned my French from it. Interesting read, all that stuff you did. Also, I thought I once saw the queen carrying your body. That was a long time ago, though."Chara in the blink of an eye nabbed it from Gerson's hands. She flipped through it, almost in a fervor. Finally, when she reached the end, she sighed. Well, at least everything's still there."We thanked Gerson for the teas and went on our way. I dared myself to ask Chara what was in that notebook of hers."Ah.. It's just things from my previous life. Don't worry about it!" Chara answered. Welp. There's some more questions. Waterfall was actually a pretty nice region once you got used to the moisture. The air felt clean and fresh, the landscape was very pretty, and the monsters were quite nice. Of course, every region had nice monsters. That seemed to be a constant of the Underground. Well, give or take a few certain monsters. Some of them were just weird. Like a purple fish that asked us to stand on his face for three gold. With our overabundance of items and lack of money, we declined."h. OI!"Speaking of weird."y. Ay. A! we. Ird!" Some weird cat- dog monster was standing in front of us, vibrating slowly. Hold on, what? Chara had the most impressive "unamused" face on. Temmies," she muttered, "why did it have to be Temmies?""Chara," I poked. I think that monster just read my thoughts." The Temmie innocently cocked its head sideways."tem read TEXT! OA! so many other readers! O!, readers!" What even was the "text?" Who were these "readers?" Chara, meanwhile, dealt with the Temmie, by whispering things I couldn't hear. After a while, the Temmie seemed to have settled down a little."hm.. Im Temmie!" the Temmie said. Gaster!"Temmie seemed to be onto much more than I thought. Did he say anything?" I asked."y. A! Gaster told tem to bring u two to tem VILLAGE!" And then Temmie bounded off, leaving us to chase a line of paw prints in the soil, crashing into a fish monster who was trying to sing along to an old Elvis Presley CD. I followed Temmie, but took a little bit of time to help out the fish monster. Temmie could wait. And judging by the terrible handwriting in the dirt that said, "tem will w. Temmie was fine with it too. Her name was Shyren. She was incredibly soft- spoken and shy. She aspired to be a singer. Her agent said, however, that she was so passionate at singing that she would end up casting a spell and throwing magical bullets. He asked if we could help. We started off with us humming. She threw off a few magical sparks that I dodged quite easily. We continued on, moving onto some of the human songs she gathered, all of which she passed with surprising ease. She shot a few magical sparks but I told her to keep at it, telling her to control her magic into shapes. I had no idea what I was saying, but it created some cool magical images. By this time, monsters gathered in the cavern to watch. When she finished all of her gathered songs, the monsters applauded her performance. Sans was hastily making toilet paper tickets to sell, and posters were already created for Shyren. We left, as Shyren decided to sing something older, a ballad written by monsters about old human and monster heroes. I took a glance over my shoulder, and saw Shyren synthesizing her own instruments and started projecting images onto the wall, shaped like a human hero dueling with a monster hero, sword against magic. At the end, the human won with his superior soul, but helped the monster back up. The audience screamed in joy. A job well done. We walked down the hallway, past a piano which supposedly contained a great treasure. Chara stopped at this."Hey, it's treasure. Too bad we don't have a key." She remarked."What do you think the key is?" I asked."Hold on, there's a note here." Chara sat herself down at the piano and opened it. Memories echo down the cavern.. Nothing here could help us figure out what this riddle meant. But farther down, a statue was being rained on by the waterfall's splash. A bit further there was a bucket with a bunch of umbrellas. We took a red umbrella, Chara's choice, and covered the statue with it. From the base of the statue, a melody played.
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