Sans: A 22yyear old mechanic and hobby racer, his personal car is a black and white ‘67 Ford Mustang. He’s the one who fixes his car and his brother’s, never giving a shit to other racers critiques. Loves to use simple clothing, easy to wear and maintain, the only pieces of wear he takes good care of is his jacket(Papy’s present), his glasses and his gloves. As I said before, Sans left eye gives him the ability to see into the next 10 minutes of his future, but this visions aren’t always definitive, they can show him several results of what might happen and its always flashes of people, places and events, sometimes even colors or sounds. Sans is half blind from his left eye, a consequence of the accident. After their parents death, Sans and Papyrus were taken in by a family’s old friend, Grillby, and grew up watching street racers driving by the restaurant.
Papyrus: 18/19 years old young racer, wishes to be a police officer, his ride is a red '06 Nissan 350Z. Papyrus normally uses his racer uniform and a cap left by his mother(who was a mechanic of pro racing), but underneath that uniform he wears a white and red t-shirt. The sneakers were a present from Sans, who saw the shoes on a shop during a race. When stressed out or in danger, Papyrus right eye activates and gives him the ability of making his body faster than others, being able to process more rapidally the next 5 minutes. This way he can even dodge an accident in the middle of the road(for example, drifting away from the place, which is something that only Sans is able to do)
Frisk: Non-binary, 15/16 year old kid, with no memories of how they got in the middle of the road, meeting Sans in the process. The only thing they remenber is blood, flashlights, screams and tires screaching. Soon Frisk became Sans protegé, apprentice and family member; slowly showing signs of a great love of video recording, affinity to fix machines and great reflexes.
Mettaton X: He says he’s 20 years old, but no one knows how really old is this strange but fabulous robot, built by Alphys to be able to drive the fastest car ever built. His ride could only be the most expensive that ever existed: a Pink Convertible Ferrari F50 '95. Mettaton not only is a street racer, ready to show off his magnificent ride and huge ability for speeding, but also the most famous pro racer ever known, this is, almost beating the Legendary Wingdings. Mettaton’s dream to beat this racer and become the world’s best.
P.S: Because i dont know SHIT about race cars and muscle cars, i went searching on the internet what kind of cars they used on “the fast and furious”, “the fast and furious: Tokyo drift” and “inicial D”, saw what kinds mirrored perfectly each UT character and worked from there. Also, Mettaton’s car was taken from an actual Ferrari legit model that my dad has on his workplace(exept his is red, not pink).
My friend saw this poem on the street, and even though it was beautiful, I sympathized more with the rose, and I quickly became angry. So. I wrote a response.
I was a rose, your rose… and I thought you saw me when I warned you of my thorns, and let you get close; I unfolded to show you my layers, my most intimate folds… you quickly snatched me up, confining me… still I didn’t mind… I found pure joy when I lit your face, I fought the deep water to stay afloat, refusing to drown, solely for you, but in the end… it was all a waste– I wish I’d known your eyes wandered to other gardens, because now I’ve been plucked, and you’re gone…that’s the best way I can put it. -zlk
“Street art is […] free from perceived confines of the formal art world. Street artists sometimes present socially relevant content infused with esthetic value, to attract attention to a cause or as a form of ‘art provocation.‘”
“Some of the earliest expressions of street art were […] the work of gangs. It was a time when young people, by responding to their socio-political environment, started creating a movement, taking the ‘battle for meaning’ into their own hands.”
01.03.2017 (or HOW IS IT EVEN POSSIBLE THAT TIME FLIES SO FAST!)
Today I spent the morning organizing and tidying up my desk, and also the goals I need to fulfill before the semester ends. Seems far away, but read the alternative title of today’s post…
And now I am working on my notes in the library, and the light in the street was so perfect I had to take a picture of it. I like my city pretty much, it is like a neverending boring and beautiful postcard.