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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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[There are only a few things that truly worry you, and that voice is one of them. But this time, it's different. The voice isn't coming from some unseen form seemingly in your head or hovering over your shoulder, it's behind you.

Reminding yourself you will not be controlled again fills you with Determination as you turn to face the source.]

Hi Chara. I'm not searching for anything, just looking to see what I can find.

[Acting has always gotten you further than Fighting, unlike someone, and you refuse to let this turn hostile on your end.]

What are you doing here?

You're filthy, Frisk. What would Mother say about this? ... Oh. That's right. You didn't want to be her child. You didn't want to be a replacement.

[ now THAT is an interesting question the other asks. there's a quirk of a little smirk that appears on Chara's face ]

I'm here because of you, silly. You brought us both here. Remember?

If not... I say we just start over. What could be the harm in that?

Whatever you're digging up is useless junk now. You're just wasting your time; you know that? You're never going to go home so just accept it. It will be easier that way.

I wanted to stay with her, with them, after everything, until you changed my mind.

[Because you were curious, you wanted to see if you could do better, see what else could happen. But you never wanted what followed.

You take a steadying breathe as you wipe the ash off your hands onto your shorts. Ash, not dust. You keep reminding yourself of that.]

We're not starting over. Not again. We're going to figure this out, together.

[You hold out your hand in offering because you know you can't get rid of Chara, and it would be better for everyone if you kept tabs on the other and at least tried to keep them in check.]

I didn't change anything, that was you. [ they look pleased with that response, skipping over to the other ]

Looks just like dust... Does it make you scared? I know that's what you were thinking.

[ but that response... is not what Chara wanted. they frown, looking at the other now, and then look at Frisk's hand. sympathy? is that what Frisk was offering? Chara didn't want it. their voice changed from the sing-song tone from before ] What is your problem? Don't you understand? This isn't a game anymore, Frisk. What you're wanting...it's not real and it's not possible. We're not going back there and we'll never go back to our original home or our original selves. [ to add insult to injury, they push Frisk's hand away ]

You're right. We can never go back. I'm done with resets. From now on, we move forward. And if it has to be together, then so be it.

[Do you think even the worst person can change? That evveryone could be a good person if they just try?

You don't know, but you're determined to find out. Chara slapping your hand away only makes you reach out and grab theirs. You don't give the other child time to think before you ACT, pulling them into a tight hug despite the danger.]

I'm terrified. But I'm not letting that stop me.

Stop, stop! Get off of me!! [ Chara starts to fight against the other, not because their dirty, but because of something else. Frisk is warm and he's filled with love and determination...not how Chara remembers leaving the other. it reminds him...of before. of a home full of love. of people who cared about Chara and tucked him into bed at night.

what happened? Chara thought that he had everything he ever wanted...everything he never had. but this wasn't enough. and that lead to another entity coming along after his death. that voice... that commanding voice was screaming at Chara when Frisk touched him.

Chara's eyes were wide like a wild animal as he fought against Frisk and all the thoughts and feelings that he didn't want again. his hands reach up, attempting to wrap around Frisk's throat...but Chara falls onto the ground to get away from the other ]

Why are you telling me that?

[Through it all, you refuse to let go. To hold onto him tighter, hugging with all your might and all the strength you have in your tiny body. When Chara falls, you fall with him. Because something tells you this is the right thing to do.]

You did bad things, but it's ok. I'm telling you because I want to be your friend. Everyone deserves friends, and that includes you. You said you're here because of me, so I won't ever leave you alone here. We can figure this out together.

I͟ ̢dǫn͢'̨t wa͜nt҉ ̵to be yoúr ҉f͏r͡i̴e҉nd.̶

[ Chara attempted to push the other off of him, looking desperate. that feeling...it was suffocating. Chara's hands come back up to Frisk's neck, wrapping around it. it's almost like an instantaneous thing as if Chara has no control over it. without any weapons...this was the only thing that he could do ]

Just...start it over again!

But... I want to be yours.

[And if it wasn't true before, it certainly is now. It's a little harder to breath ans talk with hands around your neck, but your Determination is too strong to let that stop you.]

It's ok.. to be scared. To want to.. run away, and start over. But we can't. Be strong, Chara. And I'll be strong.. with you.

No, you don't. Don't act like you know me or care about me while we're here - now even. -- I'm not scared! [ Chara's grip tightens for a few seconds before letting his arms fall to his sides. the voice stops - everything stops... Chara feels numb once again and that's okay.

it's easier to deal with now. it's easier to deal with Frisk now. it will be. ]

...Why do you want to be my friend?

[The hands fall away and as you take a deep breath yours only tighten once more. You only hesitate for a moment before bringing one hand up to comfortingly pet Chara's hair. You know that calms you down when you're too worked up.]

Because I don't want to hate you. I only know what Asriel told me, but I want to know you. I wanna help you too.

You can't help me. Nobody could. [ Chara snickers, then pushes Frisk's hand away from his head ]

You don't get it. You think I'm like everyone else and you can win me over with your talks of friendship and whatever else. I don't care about being your friend. I don't want to be your friend and I will never tell you about myself.

[ there's a pause, as if Chara's listening to something. whispers...only he can hear. he smiles, finally embracing Frisk. Chara's body is semi-cold...with no heartbeat to be felt or heard ] I'll make sure to use you properly this time, my friend. [ he says it with bitterness in his tone ] Maybe we can make a new world here without humans.

[You're not stupid. You know something's wrong when Chara tells you teo different things in the span of a couple minutes.

Determination fills you more than before and the hand you were using to pet Chara bops him on the head instead.]

Whoever you're listening to, stop it. I managed to overcome that, and so can you. We're not hurting anyone here, I won't let you. It's okay to be mad, to be upset and it's okay to refuse what you don't want. But never stop being true to yourself. Lying and faking doesn't get anyone anywhere.

Ow! [ Chara cuts his eyes at Frisk, annoyed again. he avoids answering or even acknowledging what the other says ]

Are you done yet?

[You'll just let that slide for now]

Depends. Are you?

No. Get off of me though.

[You figure that's fine. Things with Chara will probably take time so for now you'll let it go. You finally release the other from your hug, but not before one last determined squeeze.]

Do you want some chocolate?

[Because you happen to have a bar with you that you picked up along the way and might be inclined to share.]

...Is this a trick?

[Well you were going to ask him to say please, but baby steps here.]

Nope.

[You pull the chocolate bar out of your pocket and offer it over for peace]

[ Chara looks wary, looking back and forth from Frisk to the chocolate bar. his stomach grumbles a little and he finally takes it, unwrapping it slowly ]

...This didn't come from that pile of dirt, did it?

I brought it from the fridge, it's okay.

[You weren't sure why you grabbed it besides habit, but now you're glad you did.]

[ Chara looks different now. he looks worried but almost hopeful. it reminded him of home...

he's acting more like a child would than...what he normally does. he was still there, despite all that had happened before and all that followed him now. Chara breaks a piece of the chocolate off and pops it in his mouth ]

[Despite earlier accusations, you know a lot more about Chara than anyone knows about you. Maybe it's time that changed. Friendship has to go two ways after all.]

Asriel asked me why I climbed a mountain with such a bad reputation. I didn't say anything, so he dropped it. But, the truth is...

[You pause with a sigh, pulling your knees up to rest your chin on them.]

I fell into the underground with the stick I was using to get through the brush and a dirty bandage. I wore bandages a lot. My parents would get in fights, and sometimes I'd be caught in the middle. So, I figured, it'd be okay if I disappeared, right? No one would notice, or care.

But I didn't. Toriel... she found me. And at that time, I was so disappointed I didn't disappear, I wanted to try again. So I left. But I wouldn't fight. No matter how many times I was hit, or killed, I was determined to never be like the people who raised me. I wanted to be different from them. And the more monsters I met, and made real friends for the first time, the less I wanted to disappear.

...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.

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