[Mettaton braces himself. The intent to kill will hit and it will hit hard but he can take it. Sans can't. The arc of electricity crackles through the air and... misses him. What?
The king stumbles, cursing as the bones knock him off his balance. As he tumbles he lets out another series of monster bullets, releasing them in a spread through the room.]
I will not be fought!!! You will not stand against me!!
[The bullets are erratic. There's no pattern to them. It's just a mad man, lashing out at the world. Mettaton dodges these, attempting to make his way through the hailstorm and get to Sans.]
Sorry, darling, but you know how it is on our shows; the good guys always win against the heel turning villains!
[He shoots the king a wink as he gets as close as he can to Sans, throwing his arm out to catch a few stray bullets that may hit him.]
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The king stumbles, cursing as the bones knock him off his balance. As he tumbles he lets out another series of monster bullets, releasing them in a spread through the room.]
I will not be fought!!! You will not stand against me!!
[The bullets are erratic. There's no pattern to them. It's just a mad man, lashing out at the world. Mettaton dodges these, attempting to make his way through the hailstorm and get to Sans.]
Sorry, darling, but you know how it is on our shows; the good guys always win against the heel turning villains!
[He shoots the king a wink as he gets as close as he can to Sans, throwing his arm out to catch a few stray bullets that may hit him.]