The click of a blade being released. Left hand. They raise it. Turn it around to point it at themselves. There's a wound right over their sternum, equal parts stab and bruise. One of Undyne's spears, mostly halted by a shattered, broken chair. Not quite enough momentum to pierce through. It takes a lot of force to make it past bone. The body is designed to protect itself. But the thought intrudes hilariously. Give him exactly what he wants, let him stick it on film, maybe he'll convince himself he won!
Idly, they glance over at the fight they actually came here to see. Note what's happening. Metal shrapnel and splinters of wood. Snakes on the ground. Cool, right? Fun. The sort of violence people want to see.
They giggle. Golly, not the time or place after all, is it? No need to be so morbid when everyone's just here to have a good time. Chill, Chara. Play the game a little more subtly. Rewind.
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Ha, ha.
The click of a blade being released. Left hand. They raise it. Turn it around to point it at themselves. There's a wound right over their sternum, equal parts stab and bruise. One of Undyne's spears, mostly halted by a shattered, broken chair. Not quite enough momentum to pierce through. It takes a lot of force to make it past bone. The body is designed to protect itself. But the thought intrudes hilariously. Give him exactly what he wants, let him stick it on film, maybe he'll convince himself he won!
Idly, they glance over at the fight they actually came here to see. Note what's happening. Metal shrapnel and splinters of wood. Snakes on the ground. Cool, right? Fun. The sort of violence people want to see.
They giggle. Golly, not the time or place after all, is it? No need to be so morbid when everyone's just here to have a good time. Chill, Chara. Play the game a little more subtly. Rewind.