05-14-2017, 08:20 PM
She made the first move: a facial expression. A shift from her neutral tone to that of a joyous smile. She ran forward, arms stretched out for a hug, her mouth opening to call to him; a person reuniting with a long lost friend.
As she ran, though, her form melted, transformed, into something else. He was suddenly back in the golden hall. The light of the outside courtyard blinded him; the smell of freshly watered flowers was in the air; he could hear the bluebirds chirping their sweet melody; he could see the dust, the monster’s life essence, floating in the breeze, the handiwork of a demon. Her smile widened as her eyes flickered a bloody red, staring into his soul as she rushed forward, knife in hand; a killer about to claim its next victim. He stood, steadfast, hands in his pockets, before he lifted one, sending her to the floor; a desperate being, hellbent on vengeance.
Then, in a split second, everything went back to normal. In the killer’s place stood Frisk, confused; a former friend in the facade of a confused child. His hand froze in midair, gritting his teeth to restrain the gamma energy exiting his skeletal body. Logic dictated he attack. This human had ruined everything. She had destroyed his home, his friends, and his brother. The only place she belonged was deep, deep underground, where her body could never be recovered, if there was even a body left to be recovered.
So why did he hesitate?
He couldn’t answer.
A new voice, a familiar one, snapped him out of his stance. He lowered his hand, blinking. His glowing white eyes returned; his shoulders slumped; he grew lax by the time Toriel and Alphys sprinted up to him.
“hehe, good to see you too, alphys, tori,” he said, “sorry i couldn’t give you a call or anything. i was a bit hung up by some real characters, ya know what im saying?”
Perhaps he could distract everyone from his off-base, impulsive action through a few jokes. That always seemed to work.
As she ran, though, her form melted, transformed, into something else. He was suddenly back in the golden hall. The light of the outside courtyard blinded him; the smell of freshly watered flowers was in the air; he could hear the bluebirds chirping their sweet melody; he could see the dust, the monster’s life essence, floating in the breeze, the handiwork of a demon. Her smile widened as her eyes flickered a bloody red, staring into his soul as she rushed forward, knife in hand; a killer about to claim its next victim. He stood, steadfast, hands in his pockets, before he lifted one, sending her to the floor; a desperate being, hellbent on vengeance.
Then, in a split second, everything went back to normal. In the killer’s place stood Frisk, confused; a former friend in the facade of a confused child. His hand froze in midair, gritting his teeth to restrain the gamma energy exiting his skeletal body. Logic dictated he attack. This human had ruined everything. She had destroyed his home, his friends, and his brother. The only place she belonged was deep, deep underground, where her body could never be recovered, if there was even a body left to be recovered.
So why did he hesitate?
He couldn’t answer.
A new voice, a familiar one, snapped him out of his stance. He lowered his hand, blinking. His glowing white eyes returned; his shoulders slumped; he grew lax by the time Toriel and Alphys sprinted up to him.
“hehe, good to see you too, alphys, tori,” he said, “sorry i couldn’t give you a call or anything. i was a bit hung up by some real characters, ya know what im saying?”
Perhaps he could distract everyone from his off-base, impulsive action through a few jokes. That always seemed to work.
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i may be all alone
but i'm here to tell ya honey
that i'm bad to the bone
B-B-B-Bad to the bone
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