Take Initiative.

[trustharder]

It seems things have been resolved - peacefully, if more than a little awkwardly for most parties involved. However, there's still work to do here, isn't there? Ryuunosuke shrugs after a long moment; tips his head up a bit. "Hey, Glory? Let everyone up." And apparently that's all it takes, though what that actually does isn't something that happens all at once - rather, panels slide out from the wall, forming a staircase up to that balcony they've been standing on. Mettaton doesn't really wait for the others to join them; he just leaves back through that section of wall they entered from, calling something back over his shoulder. "We've got another room to work from back here, darlings, this shouldn't take too long to work out." >Follow?

Comments

[notjustawriter]

I see.

....Why isn't he with us, then? Was he just... stuck there, where the people who "died" were?

[trustharder]

HIS BODY WAS DESTROYED, ALONG WITH THE OTHERS INVOLVED IN THE PREVIOUS GAME.
HOWEVER, HE WASN'T PURGED FROM THE SYSTEM.

[notjustawriter]

[That is some serious I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream shit, holy fuck.]

I.... I see.

Er.... is there a way to purge him from the system?

[trustharder]

[isn't it just.]

IF THAT'S WHAT THE KING WANTS, IT CAN BE DONE.

[notjustawriter]

I...

Yes. Let him die with some peace, rather than him just.... bein' stuck there forever.

[trustharder]

ARE YOU THE KING NOW?
NO ONE HAS BEEN DESIGNATED.

[notjustawriter]

I'd like to think we are all the King.

There were two Kingmakers, weren't there?

.....Though, if you would prefer, I'll gather the group together and we'll decide on his fate together.

[trustharder]

. . . . . . . .
THAT MAKES SENSE, I THINK.
IF YOU WOULD LIKE IT TO BE ALL OF YOU, IT CAN BE.

[notjustawriter]

I'll speak with the others, get back to you.

[....]

First, I've got one more question.

[trustharder]

[GABRIEL YOU KIND OF ACCIDENTALLY COMMITTED HERE BUT OKAY]

OF COURSE. WHAT IS IT?

[notjustawriter]

[WELL OKAY I GUESS HE'S THE KING NOW]

Do you have any information on Observant?

[trustharder]

[YOU ARE ALL THE KING and when everyone's the king nobody is or something]

OBSERVANT IS SOMEONE MY FRIEND WAS KEEPING AN EYE ON.

[notjustawriter]

Your friend?

Does that mean Observant is alive right now, or was he killed in a different game?

[trustharder]

YES, MY FRIEND!
AND OBSERVANT IS TO MY KNOWLEDGE STILL ALIVE.
I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM MY FRIEND IN A WHILE, THOUGH.

[notjustawriter]

Can you tell me who your friend is?

[How can an AI have a friend, whose friend were they originally...]

[trustharder]

HER NAME IS HILDA.

[notjustawriter]

I see. Is she like you, an AI?

[trustharder]

SHE IS ALSO A PERSON! AND NOT A PROGRAM.

[notjustawriter]

I see. Thank you for your help, Glory. I'll be back.

[...and after the whole... conversation about Ambitious, he returns.]

We've agreed on deletin' Ambitious.

Can you.... let him know what's gonna happen to him before you do it?

[trustharder]

IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, THEN SURE.
IT SEEMS A LITTLE UNFAIR TO DO IT WITHOUT WARNING.
RIGHT?

[notjustawriter]

I think so, too.

Let him know he can pass on. I don't know if he'll appreciate it or not, but... it'll give him time to prepare.

[trustharder]

I'LL DO THAT.

[notjustawriter]

Thank you, Glory.