Accountability.

[ratingspoint]

"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?

Comments

[greatestcool]

Kiiiiinda hard to do that when you've been falling apart at the seams for weeks. I tried, really!

...And thanks. I guess.

[THAT FUCKED HIM UP A LOT, SIGRUN...]

[captainobnoxious]

No thanks necessary. Just paying my dues.

[...]

It was pretty fun talking to you when you weren't being a stubborn asshole about things. Just so you know.

[FOR ALL THE SHIT ACTION BRACKETS HAVE GIVEN YOU you... aren't a bad guy if you want to protect Mettaton, because she knows that feel.]

[greatestcool]

Yeah. I really did like talking to you. Except for when you'd push me on Silver. That wasn't fun. But the rest of it was pretty great!

You really were the first one to treat me like a person. That meant a lot. And yeah, I'm sure you guys will argue that I don't deserve that or whatever, but that's why I liked you the most.

[LOOK HE ACTUALLY ADMITTED IT

AND YOU'RE ALRIGHT TOO, SHITTY ACTION BRACKETS ASIDE]

[captainobnoxious]

Well, like I said, honey, you're only human. Everyone deserves to be treated as such.

[Sigrun's a little too good for this world in that aspect.]

I'm guessing most people don't treat you like a person because you're a serial killer, though. Any reason for that, or do you just like killing?

[greatestcool]

Killing was the only thing that made me happy back home. I didn't feel anything most of the time.

[...]

But don't get the wrong idea, even if I had found other stuff that made me happy, I would've killed! It was really great!

[good job ryuunosuke they'll definitely spare you now]

[goodforsomething]

[greatestcool]

[penduli]

[ so is it just him or would this guy and zagi have gotten along awesomely ]

[greatestcool]

[boy is it a good thing they're both played by the same person]

[penduli]

[ the smallest blessings here, man. kamui/zagi/ryuunosuke would have been a hoot and a half ]

[cherryblooded]

We'll find you something eventually. Might take a while, but it worked for me.

[greatestcool]

...You really are waaaaaay too nice, you know that?

[cherryblooded]

You're saying that to someone with a body count most likely larger than yours.

[captainobnoxious]

It's his greatest strength and greatest weakness. He dads over everyone.

[pokexplorer]

[With a small sigh,]

He absolutely is.

[LIKE...OF COURSE CHERRYBLOD WOULD SAY THAT.]

[amygdalae]

He is.

Sometimes it tends to be rather detrimental.

[sleepingkogoro]

[Longest suffering sigh in the history of Mouri's life]

[greatestcool]

[NOT SORRY AT ALL, MOURI]

[captainobnoxious]

You and Zagi would've gotten along well.

[She'll say it.]

You just need to find something else to kill. Put your energy to good use. That's what I do, because I sure as hell love killing, I just love protecting others more.

[greatestcool]

Hmm, maybe. I think he would've wanted to fight me.

[ZAGI SCREAMING FROM DEADLAND]

Oh trust me, I could never take down a troll. Or uh, most things, really. Look at me!

[HE'S THE NOODLIEST NOODLE, SIGRUN]

[captainobnoxious]

[HE REALLY IS.]

Darling, I'm not believing you when you say that and have serial killer listed down. You have to be strong enough to kill something.

[notjustawriter]

[isafraid]

[...auuuuugh]

At least we already dealt with Jack the Ripper.

[goodforsomething]

....wait, what?

[isafraid]

Back home, my friend Jonathan fought Jack the Ripper. [yeeaaaah]