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Test Drive Meme #2

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i. WELCOME HOME

So you've made it home without being maimed, mauled, or otherwise lost! Isn't that lovely? You've scoped out your room and everything seems to be in some strange kind of order. There's a distinctly lived in sort of feel about the whole of the house with every basic amenity afforded it, but what's this? What's that? What are these other doors beyond the usual staples of a living room, bathrooms, and the like? What, you didn't think you lived all by yourself, did you? Say "hi" to your roommate! Or perhaps they're just more family that you've forgotten you had?

ii. BUMP IN THE NIGHT

For whatever reason, you find yourself too far from home to return safely before nightfall, which leaves you with two options. You can either brave the vicious creatures that rise from the swamp when the sun sets or try in vain to hide in one of the rundown buildings scattered throughout the town. There are no locks and no more than a few panes of glass or wood between you and that which roams the streets. Or perhaps, by chance, you've lucked out and are close enough to the Library to seek shelter. For even if you are being chased, the moment any creature steps within a few feet of its walls, they burst into flames and die. How fortunate for you! Now, please mind your manners. You wouldn't want to activate the protections of the location and find yourself out on your butt with the monsters, would you?

iii. MIRROR MIRROR

It's a flickering icon that catches your attention in the centermost piece of the smooth surface that appears as some strange sort of screen. Touch it and the surface of the mirror ripples and reveals what appears to be some sort of interactive message board that appears to be going so strong. Perhaps you aren't so alone after all. Will you reach out through a post to the network?

iv. NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST

The sun has finally risen and you know what that means! Time to go exploring! With eighty percent of the town burned down or otherwise uninhabitable, there are lots of places to go wandering in search of answers and items. Too bad you're more likely to find a bunch of junk and more questions than answers, but you know what they say: "One man's trash is another man's treasure." From suspiciously human bones to broken old appliances to priceless jewelry and everything in between, if it's something someone would have in a house or shop, there's a good chance you can find it charred and-or buried somewhere around town.

Why don't you take a look around?

v. WILD CARD

Alternatively, feel free to choose your own adventure and do something else within the setting!

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...Why are you telling me this? [ not that Chara didn't want to know. but this was random. Chara never wanted to disappear like that, in fact, he wanted to be the only one left. just Chara and his brother... that sounded great ]

Huh. I've never had parents, until I came here. [ he says this like it's no big deal, taking another piece of chocolate in his mouth. he has no sympathy for Frisk because frankly, their stories aren't all that different ]

Because I've never told anyone before.

[And you had really intended it to stay that way, but it doesn't feel right to hide things from Chara. Whether you like it or not, you're stuck in this together.]

I don't think I want parents. Even Toriel... I really like her, but I just can't. I don't want to associate her with what I remember of them. The only person I'd feel safe calling a parent....

[You flush a little, awkward, but... he can't see if he's not here, right?]

It'd be Sans.

Nobody else...? [ why? why keep that to yourself for so long? that's all Chara could think. he drops his hands for a moment, now looking at the other ]

Sans... Really?

It was easier to say "I want to go home" rather than "I want to go somewhere to die". And after everything was over, I felt... I don't know. But I didn't want any of them to know, I didn't want to see how they'd look at me if they knew the truth. So I kept quiet.

[You love all the monster friends you made with all your heart, but you don't think you could stand the horror or pity if they knew your past and your reasons. It's funny, really. Because even if you told yourself you wanted to disappear, to die, you had so many chances and yet you were DETERMINED not to give up.

Maybe all you really wanted, deep down, was to find people who cared. And after Toriel, and Sans and Papyrus, it gave you enough hope to hold on.]

Sans... is the best. He cares so much, and so deeply, and even if he looks and acts lazy he's so cool and protective. He makes me feel safe, for the first time in my life.

[You pause, taking a breath before letting it out.]

That's why, when fighting him, I found the strength to give up, to reset, and fix what we had destroyed. It was all for him, to have a chance to be with him again. Every time he killed us, every time he refused to give up, I felt my heart grow stronger and give me the strength I didn't think I had on my own.

That must've been what called it in the first place... [ and called him back from the dead of all places... ]

You seem to forget how he treated you...how he treated us. [ there's a dark look in Chara's eyes ] I'll never forget his threats and when he stood in our way. Never. All because his brother was killed...

[ while we're on that subject ] Frisk, why did you kill Flowey?

[You're not quite sure what Chara means by what called it, but you think you have an idea. And it's not one you like. But, for now, you'll leave that part be.]

We needed to be stopped. And all he was trying to do was protect and do what he felt was right. We should never have killed anyone, especially Papyrus, who only wanted to be our friend despite everything.

[And now, now you think you see where some differences lie. There were so many resets, of course, you and Chara didn't necessarily come from the same one.]

I didn't kill Flowey. I couldn't. Even after I had to fight him, even after he threatened to kill me again and again if I spared him, I still showed mercy. And then, when I fought Asriel, and I had to save the souls of all of my friends, I didn't stop until I saved him, too. I tried to go back, to talk him into coming to the surface with everyone, but he refused.

[And Dodger, in turn, is very painfully aware of how bad it is for Eichi to be here. The idol barely survived life in Riverview, far away from any semblance of danger that didn't come from magic food or Dodger himself. He's seen glimpses of the creatures out here and they are much, much more than he could ever see Eichi managing on his own.

Without a word, he slips a hand around Eichi's waist while they walk, and pulls him closer. Just to be sure he can easily be defended if anything jumps out.

After walking for a while he makes a small grunt, the only sign so far that he's uncomfortable with his surroundings. Brink should have come back to make a report, but he seems to have disappeared...]

Edited (dw is doing the thING...) 2017-09-19 23:40 (UTC)

We needed to be left alone. If Sans could see all the other timelines, he should've seen the one where everything was erased. That was the best option for everyone. [ Chara tilts his head ] Then you didn't kill him? I remember that we did. Or have you reset so many times that you don't remember anything clearly anymore?

[ which explains the next part. Chara bites off the next piece of chocolate ] It was there. It was with him there too.

[ Lambo grew up with timeline bullshit, he practically basks in it, so he's perfectly fine with all of this. ]

[ He shrugs. ]

He looks older than when I was five.

[ So, probably closer to his timeline. He doesn't exactly know much of the illusionist aside from reports the Vongola got here and there. ]

Not much at all, unfortunately. You see, this is the third place I've ended up in outside of my own world, but it's the first that is attempting to claim it's been my home all along. I wonder what the purpose for that is?

They're doing that for you as well, aren't they?

[He's wanting to gather information just as much, honestly.]

[He tenses, but at the lack of a retort, his shoulders slacken a bit.]

Ah, sorry. [He wants to appear confident despite all of this fear, so that's the sort of air he exudes, smiling a little sheepishly, politely, at the comment.] It's dark and there are strange creatures coming out of nowhere, so when I heard something approaching, I thought I'd have to strike for my life. Woops~.

[Every so often, though Eichi tries to stay quiet, he coughs. His body has never been used to switching from universe to universe, and this time is no different. He's going to have to recover to full health again.

But it feels a little safer this close to Dodger. It's strange, thinking back on how quickly that had changed for him. With a little determination, he made his enemy into a loyal follower, a friend, and now he followed him even not knowing where they'd end up. One of his arms shifts to grip at the front of Dodger's shirt, lightly.]

Brink-kun hasn't returned. [Even he knows what scouting should be like.]

[The first giveaway that he's not alone is probably the clip-clop of hooves that come from, well, a what seems to be a literal fire unicorn with features that lean more towards those of a Friesian. Fumiko herself is riding the rapidash (and rather tiny compared to the pokemon), though there's no saddle or reins to be seen.]

Excuse me? I'm sorry for bothering you, but ... do you need help with that?

[Dressed in jeans, her teal shirt and sneakers, with bag at her side and the rest of her pokemon in their pokeballs on her belt, she'd been on her way to go train against some of the monsters when she'd spotted him. It wasn't that hard to identify new faces in the town, and her natural instinct was to at least see if he needed help.]

[ He drops his hand, letting it rest at his side. ]

It's not the wrong idea.

[ However, the execution of it could use some polishing. ]

Next time, play to your strengths more.

[ Which isn't throwing a punch. ]

Edited 2017-09-20 04:41 (UTC)

That's a rule I often play by, but there are few skills I could use in that moment, alone as I was. After all, what could a sickly idol do on his own? Unless you suppose they have some sort of love for music?

[Maybe he'll sing a nice song.] I work better from the back, ordering those in front of me to take my hits and be my shields. Unfortunately, I'm all alone, so would you mind helping me for now?

[ He's been alone for years, so the off-handed words drive deeper than they're meant too. Still, his composure remains. He's long lost the ability to feel sorry for himself. ]

I'll escort you back to the residence area.

[ It's not like he could leave him alone out here to fend for himself. ]

Hmm... ( She has a polite enough decorum to mind her tongue and not ask if he's tried digging beneath it. )

It reminds me of Alterac.

( More specifically, the purple field that protected the remnants of Dalaran left behind. )

There's a possibility there are seals hidden that maintain the field.

[ There are a number of things spiralling in Richie's mind: why he's here, how he's here, why its night, why it smells so awful--he's sure it's his imagination, but he smells sewers, sewers and sludge, sewers and It, and this time there's no bike for him to flee on. There's no friends, either. There's no clown, though. It's just his imagination.

That's the only good thing.

Richie's hated clowns before, and he hates them even more.

He's late, or it's late, or maybe this place plays tricks on him like Derry apparently does, but either way he hasn't gotten far. At least not on his own. There's people following him.

Monsters. ]

You're not real. [ It's said with the determination of a 13 year old, which is a surprising bunch of gusto with just a tinge of self-doubt. He picks up his pace, eventually--his bravado dissipates the moment he hears growls--and

Oh, shit, there's someone there. Someone who's--hugging? What? What the actual fuck?!

Richie's instincts kick in--he's a good guy as a whole--and he immediately lunges towards the person, tackling them out of the way. ]

Jesus CHRIST! Move, move, move, c'mon!

[ Some would wonder if being away from their own world would nullify any kind of claim to status. Perhaps one day there will even be a discussion on it, but for now Varian is fine with how things are. It's something normal in a crazy place.

Repercussions is enough to have Varian frowning even more. When it came to mages their idea of repercussions tended to eclipse those of others, mainly due to the destruction limit being higher. If Jaina is thinking contingencies then it definitely merits thinking on it; had it been completely up to Varian he would have just gone for it.]

I'd suggest a portal but with the way they have been working here it's for the best we leave them for now. [ Last thing they need is to send magic through a portal to blow someone's washroom up.]

( Now Varian, that sounds like a great way to develop a friendship. Pen them a small note 'sorry for blowing up your washroom' and give them a bucket in the meantime. )

I cannot trust teleportation magic right now. ( Jaina admits, a lesson likely learned from an earlier experience.

At least she's thinking of others. There are some mages present who would just do whatever came to mind no matter the cost, but she's endured enough personal loss... Why, even the man who addresses her is just another thing to be taken from her.

It's why she's a bit more settled around him, as if an earlier grudge was not worth bringing up. There was little point in arguing with him when she knows what is to come. )

The uncertainty is what troubles me most when it comes to this place.

[You're pretty positive you've never killed Flowey, how could you? And that Chara's been through more resets than you have, by far, but there's something more important than pointing out any of that.]

...What is it?

[Whatever it is, you're Determined to beat it. You have, and you will, again and again.]

[You were just trying your most recent ACT when suddenly you're pulled away, and right on time too if the way the creature moves to bite where you once were is any indication.

You're fine dying with each failed try, with starting over and trying again and again, even if you're starting to realize there's no way to get around fighting, but now it's not just you. Now there's someone else here, another kid, a bit older than you, and the monster you were just trying to hug now has its sights set on him.

You're filled with more DETERMINATION than you have been all night, because it's not just you anymore, there's someone else here, someone to who you need to protect, and it's with that thought that your body goes into action.

The knife is back in your hand without having to think and you use the older boy's shoulder to give you the boost you need to vault over him and lunge towards the creature. With one perfectly aimed slice, the knife goes through the creatures neck and it drops to the ground. You're almost sick, but the blood, the gurgling, it's better than dust, and you're breathing heavy as you back away, back to where you left your new friend.]

I'm sorry... I thought I could change its mind... Are you okay?

[ There's a low rumble from the back of its throat, a warning, as the child pulls at its mane. Bester doesn't move until he lets go then he'll step into the show-stopping bathroom. Now the question is - bath or shower?t ]

[ No he's not.

In response, there's a blinding light as a flame like orb forms around his palm. Is that his flame of wrath? Want to find out? Keep talking. ]

Edited 2017-09-20 09:28 (UTC)

[ There's an electric hum in the air as the Lightning Guardian suddenly appears in front of him, horns sparking with red lightning as it meets the monster head. An electric arc forms as Guardian meets monster, and the unsuspecting creature is stopped in place its muted screams impossible to hear but all to readily visible on its face before it crashes to the ground. It's not dead but it won't be getting up anytime soon. ]

Edited 2017-09-20 09:39 (UTC)

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