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trusthell2016-04-29 08:11 pm
ratingspoint) wrote in trusthell2016-04-29 08:11 pm
Accountability.
| "Killswitch? I 'left Alphys to die'? Please, darlings, don't tell me you actually buy all these tired old storylines..." It's been a few weeks since that particular voice has been heard by anyone in the Vault; it's sharp, flamboyant and incredibly familiar, and it's coming from the same place the Kingmaker's always seems to - nowhere and everywhere at once, piped in through some unseen system. "You know, normally I'd balk a bit at being dragged out in front of all of you for another trial, because I think you all know by now how much I hate repeat performances. Fortunately, there's a difference, isn't there? Between now and then... And if the crowd cries for an encore, who am I to deny it!" There's a panel of wall behind that balcony, one that slides open quickly and easily; the pair of people that emerge from it...well, they're different than anything the Vault has seen so far, that much is obvious. The first is reasonably slight in frame, his hair and his clothing bright in color; he's resplendant in...just about every tacky accessory Caren unwittingly brought with her to the Vault - with the exception of the bra, naturally. Because we've got to have some dignity here, clearly, even if that dignity doesn't extend to the fucking leopard-print bucket hat currently sitting on his head at a jaunty as hell angle. His expression is intense and deeply manic, his body shaking a bit and fists clenched at his sides as though he's trying to keep himself from laughing, from lashing out and hitting the wall, from doing something to relieve some of it, but his eyes... ...His eyes, though. His eyes are dead as hell, his stare cutting and utterly devoid of emotion all at once. And the second...well, he's familiar, though it seems his avatar has changed quite a bit since the last time you saw him. It's something more suiting, let's put it that way. He's the one leaning over to greet you now, hands braced tight against that railing spanning the length of the balcony. "Beauties and gentlebeauties, I'm pleased to introduce to you our hosts for the evening! First of all, the Kingmaker, without whom none of this would have been possible!" And that gets a sweeping gesture to his side, where the ginger just...enthusiastically pumps his fist in the air, and that's when the laugh escapes him, harsh and uncontrolled. "It's about time!" Mettaton tosses his head a bit at that; he doesn't laugh himself, but he seems pleased enough with it before he continues. "As for me? Well, I'd like to wish you good evening and good luck - both sentiments straight from the King of the Underground! Try to make this good for us, all right?" "Make it cool!" "...Sweetheart, really." ...Right, well! Let's begin, shall we? |
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He would really have preferred the dickbutt, is all he has to think about one of their hosts.
The Kingmaker - Pretentious - doesn't get more than a second of attention and a raised eyebrow before he's turning to Mettaton.]
It's good to see you, my dear, as always.
[The smile he wears is only a little strained.]
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[And that's no more distant or superficial than it usually is; like nothing had happened, really.]
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[Not you, Mettaton. Your redhead friend over here]
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[BOY IS HE EXCITED TO BE HERE]
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Just.
Okay, he's breathing. That's the important part.
But good God in heaven, the Kingmaker is really a shitchild and he is so angry right now he's holding his podium so hard it's shaking.]
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[Bruce doesn't even bat an eyelash, this time.]
That was the first big error on our parts.
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The number of people a title applies to really doesn't matter.
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[Speedwagon is... well. He's angry, of course. But ho god if this hasn't been a day and a half, and it's surely drained a bit of energy out of him.
But that doesn't mean that Ryuunosuke and Mettaton aren't getting the worst stink eyes right now.
Mettaton especially.]
This is all just a fucking game and a show to you lot, isn't it?
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You've heard Mettaton talk about it before, haven't you? This was all just one big piece of performance art.
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Are we going to have a quiz show again? [ .......JUST CURIOUS.............. ]
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[BLACK DON'T GIVE HIM IDEAS.]
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So much for everything not being a performance.
[It's cold, and-- she wishes she could leave, but the most she can do is just stare at his redhead friend and wonder if Mettaton's always had a preference or if birds of a feather flock together. That's the guy she always talked to? Gods, does he have some issues with fashion.]
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If it helps you to think of it that way, sweetheart, go right ahead.
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So! Now that we're all done screaming in self-righteous anger and all, why don't we get back to the heart of the matter? Let's have a bit of a recap - what you all know, what you still have yet to figure out, questions you're going to ask us that we may or may not answer...
You've still got a ways to go yet; don't quit now, while you're still ahead! Make it beautiful, I've got faith in you.
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[Stan gestures at their comatose bodies.]
And we still never got any coffee. So far, lotta fun. What do you guys think, wanna get into the notes we found now? We never decided much about those.
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... She hates it because she doesn't want to kill Mettaton, she wants to make him work for atonement the way she tried with Black, but she has to and that blows.]
Why can't you just come down here and let us fight it out?
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How did you two intend to deliver on your incentives? Mettaton [ since he was the one doing the texty text stuff ] you said that time's an obstacle that can be overcome, and that I could call it time travel powers if it made it easier for me to understand, but that's not what they are, right?
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We know why we ended up here - entertainment for the city, and for you. We still don't know how, given that one of you is a human and I really doubt Mettaton can teleport people out of different worlds.
However we got here, we were then drugged and put into a virtual reality. And now here we are.
One thing that's bothering me [aside from the obvious] is the empty vault we saw on display in the surveillance... normally, you wouldn't have the same show running overlapping itself, would you? That seems a bit strange.
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I know this game's purpose is to be a source of entertainment and get a new king—last man standing wins and all—but why do you want one? [ ...god if this has been asked and i'm just being a tired fuck i'm so sorry ] Another king, I mean. You two seem to be having a good time running this yourselves.
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When he speaks again, there's a hardness to his tone that usually isn't there - the sort of tone one would expect from someone who hands orders down and expects them to be followed. The sort of thing one would expect from the King of the Underground, maybe.]
There's been a lot of talk of decisions, but I haven't actually heard any. We're willing to hear out any arguments you have - sparing, killing, whatever - but you must present an argument for either.
The one condition we have is that whatever happens, it happens to both of us. No killing one and sparing the other. If we die, we do it together, do you understand?
Talk it over amongst yourselves for a while. I have to take care of something, I'll be right back.
[...He's going to go check on Ryuunosuke, he won't be fully out of sight at any time, don't worry.]
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Anyone who wants to try to convince me we should kill them? Good luck. I'll listen, at least.
[...it's just not going to work very well.]
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Well. What's everyone's idea?
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Do you have a solution, darlings, or...?
[The "or" is a little vague; at least they're present to discuss options, should that be necessary.]
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If we decide to spare you, would you be willing to be under my care, living in Sigrun's world? We can discuss other locations if that won't work, but I'm not sure about other people willing to take you as wards.
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But by the end of it...well. Maybe there's hope, too. At least a little.]
[C O M P L E T E D]