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sevenvirtues2016-04-19 07:55 pm
vicedirector) wrote in sevenvirtues2016-04-19 07:55 pm
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You awaken to blackness. Frightening, although familiar--this is the same terrible thing you narrowly avoided during your first trip into Lebensbaum. The pain of your death is still real, echoes of the wounds you suffered appearing on your skin. Inspecting your surroundings will tell you that you've woken up inside of the cooled, empty bonfire pit....and the town as it was is nowhere to be seen.
The sky is a whirlwind of blank, dark void. What previously acted as roadblocks on either side of the town seems to have moved upward, blocking out most of the sun's light. The street is barren, filled with piles of broken concrete, shattered glass, and smoking craters where many of the buildings used to be. Old bloodstains dot the pavement, mixing in with overturned cars and crumbling brick walls. Lebensbaum is a dead town, in more ways than one.
Except for the hotel. It stands, as dusty and abandoned as it ever was, but no worse for the wear. Scorch marks can be seen on the ground around it in a clear border, as though it had a barrier protecting it from whatever destroyed the village. If you venture inside, everything is in its place, as though the outside wasn't completely obliterated.
The living can be seen walking around, going about their daily lives, and if you concentrate, you can even see the buildings as they once were--in working order, clean, and in one piece.
As of Monday on Week 10, however, there is a door, seemingly pasted into the middle of the street. As the days tick by, the doors will increase in number, one for each victim.
The sky is a whirlwind of blank, dark void. What previously acted as roadblocks on either side of the town seems to have moved upward, blocking out most of the sun's light. The street is barren, filled with piles of broken concrete, shattered glass, and smoking craters where many of the buildings used to be. Old bloodstains dot the pavement, mixing in with overturned cars and crumbling brick walls. Lebensbaum is a dead town, in more ways than one.
Except for the hotel. It stands, as dusty and abandoned as it ever was, but no worse for the wear. Scorch marks can be seen on the ground around it in a clear border, as though it had a barrier protecting it from whatever destroyed the village. If you venture inside, everything is in its place, as though the outside wasn't completely obliterated.
The living can be seen walking around, going about their daily lives, and if you concentrate, you can even see the buildings as they once were--in working order, clean, and in one piece.
As of Monday on Week 10, however, there is a door, seemingly pasted into the middle of the street. As the days tick by, the doors will increase in number, one for each victim.
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[Normally, this would be the part where Undyne tries to murder Break ghost or not ghost because...she really doesn't take betrayal well. At all. SHE HAS SPEARHEADED REVOLUTIONS AND ATTEMPTED MASS GENOCIDE FOR LESS. But the fact that he hadn't actually gone through with his plan - and more importantly that they hadn't really been friends when he'd thought it up (how is this more important) - stays her hand for now.
On the other hand, if she has to look at Break's stupid face for a second longer, she'll throw all that to the wind and GHOST MURDER HIM ANYWAY, so she just throws her hands up into the air and storms off into the hotel. With his enhanced senses, Break will probably be able to hear the sounds of screaming and kicking and other various violent noises coming from her room....
Eventually she re-emerges, looking calmer now and holding something behind her back.]
I told you once before, didn't I? Just saying you're sorry doesn't mean anything if you don't actually back it up with action!
[Then she punches him lightly on the shoulder.] So...there. Now we're even!
[Because somewhere in the middle of stabbing everything she could see in her room, she'd managed to realize that going by her own philosophy, Break really had proved he could redeem himself. Sure, it was mostly for Gilbert's sake, but he'd still shouldered a heavy burden when he could have done nothing or taken an easier way out. And seeing as how if merely considering to kill people was a crime, she would be equally guilty, really...the only thing she's mad about is how she'd put all of her trust into someone who it turns out had hidden so much more about himself from her than she had originally thought.
And in that case, maybe she was the one to blame here for never trying to understand Break at all and simply projecting her own assumptions onto him, the same way she'd never tried to understand Sans until this town forced her to open her eyes.]
Anyway, it's kinda my fault here too, yeah? So...sorry. It's not fair of me to hold you to my expectations when I should have realized it earlier.