+ FOURTH WALL EVENT: FOREST PARTY +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: E V E R Y O N E
Where: The Forest!
When: Sept 7th to Sept 10th
Rating: G to PG-13 (please label higher ratings, thank you!)
Summary: Could it be that you (GASP!) don't want to be here? Do you maybe want to make like a tree and... leaf? Then how about you do the next best thing, and come to the woods to party! And don't forget to have a look at the Fourth Wall Master Post for event rules, puzzle clues, and more places to mingle!
The Story:

Beginning on September 7th, colourful ribbons will hang from several trees by the forest. Whoever follows their path will be guided deeper, right to the scene of a forest party.

Wooden benches, swings in all shapes and sizes, tree trunks, and other arrangements give plenty of opportunities to sit together. Tree houses and tents provide shelter, and come nightfall the festivities will light up for you.

Campfires provide additional light and warmth and a great place for ghost stories. Camping coolers store more than smores, and all around you nature twists and turns to give you room to dance to the music, to wander in the quiet, and to simply have a good time!

(...Are you the curiously perceptive, or the perceptively curious sort? If so, then you might also notice the small bird sitting on a branch nearby.)

Comments

NO SUCH THING AS INCORRECT SIBLING PROBABLY.....

[likewhitesnow]

Chara!! [ he dangles somewhat uselessly, and seems excited to see his sibling! ] I mean, I-- it's not that I need help, but!

But I just wanted to offer you a chance to help out the amazing God of Hyperdeath!! [ he scrapes the tree a little with his feet. The branch makes a soft crackling noise. He gazes at Chara with a somewhat pleading expression. ]

Er. Please?

[didntknowbest]

Well, maybe you could get someone else to play with you? Maybe- Well, just maybe someone else. There are other children here, after all.

[Toriel has to stop herself from saying 'Frisk'- not exactly happy with herself that they were her first choice for who would be an evil human.]

Or you could work out something else entirely! Protecting people need not always involve a fight and a villain.

[cter]

Oh merciful, wise deity, what would we do without you?

[Their grin is easy, and even if their words are teasing, their tone is warm and undeniably fond.]

But yes, I think it is. This has many more differences compared to the book I know, though. For instance, I don't remember Wonderland having quite so many treehouses.

[Not that they mind. Almost absentmindedly, Chara extracts a bar of s'mores chocolate from their pocket and starts snacking.]

[likewhitesnow]

But moooom!! [ he whines a little bit, wiggling. Want down now!! ] I'm not a kid!! I'm a full fledged future captain of the Royal Guard! [ gosh mom, gee, not a baby, stop babying me!!! He stops wiggling. ]

I don't like the other kids, anyway. [ he mumbles. Not the type to just warm up to others so easily. ] It'll be me and Chara all the way!! Because they're not actually an evil human! But if they were I'd protect you!

[likewhitesnow]

An excellent question! [ he preens quite proudly. ] I don't know what you'd do!! Probably be sad forever, because you'd be missing out on such a cool and awesome deity!

[ he nods to confirm. Yep! Absolute truth. A+. They mention the tree houses and he thinks back to before they got their little house in Snowdin. Oh, how he begged his mama for a tree house. ]

D'you think people live in the trees? I haven't seen anyone yet.

[catinthemask]

[Zacharie was walking when he felt it. It started like an itch in the back of his mind before it grew and grew and everything just stopped. RPG Maker has stopped working.

Zacharie--?!

Code meets deleted code and he feels like he just stuck his head in a vault of sugar. His head was swimming and he just wants to tear his mask off and scratch at his eyes. For...ahahaha. For what it was worth. Zacharie was not one to panic but he had not come across something like this. Something the world didn't want or need.

There was nothing but the void after it.

But where did the void begin?

He follows and what comes before his arrival is noise and silence. He comes as The Judge and tries not to shake. There's no data or script or anything for this being. Deleted data. So let us waste time with useless introductions.]

The characters certainly have pilled up, don't you agree? Good morning, amigo. What has happened to you?

[fulllifeconsequences]

[They simultaneously remember and don't remember this man.

They saw a memory in Wonderland's library, a long time ago. It's obliterated itself from their memory, turned to dust. He's obscured to them, as hazy and blotted-out as the photo negative of a Lost Soul's white static. The way he looked, what he said, the sound of his voice - all lost. Nothing but a residual buried root, the faint knowledge that there was a memory, remains.

But they behold this presence, and spr_mysteryman_0.png claws its way through their consciousness. It feels like just beholding him knocks the bones of the world out of alignment, presses hairline fractures across their surface. Scratches and tears at them, makes their insides ache like too many SAVEs in a row. They know what this is. They know what's going on here.

Sans uttered his name to them, typed it out letter by letter as he shattered.

This is him, huh?

They start to smile.]

Golly, what's this? Looks like I've dug up an easter egghead.

[cter]

[Oh, they know exactly what they'd do without him. And it doesn't bode well to imagine it. So they don't. At all!]

I've seen humans, but that's all. No monsters. Yet, anyway.

[Do they need to mention Toriel? No, no they do not. She's not their Mom, not in the way they know. So it doesn't matter. They can spare him the pain ONLY NOT]

[didntknowbest]

What??? Why would you want to be the captain of the Royal Guard?? They didn't even...

[Didn't even exist before you died. But that's only one reason that Toriel stops talking.

The other is that... that's the second time now she's heard that phrase. 'Captain of the Royal Guard'. It makes her remember meeting a Chara- one that was not from her world. Similar, but different. A much happier one.

This... this is the same, isn't it.]

Asriel... who's the captain right now?

[likewhitesnow]

Um? [ he looks at her. Is she testing him? Mom always did say to be proud of your accomplishments. And he just told her he's the future captain and she didn't oppose it at all-- so maybe... ]

Me! I am! [ he sounds so excited. A hand flies into the air!! It is this goat! He is definitely the captain! ] Well, I'll be in charge after you retire. I heard some adults talking about that once. But you're not gonna retire for a long time, are you?

[likewhitesnow]

You've...seen humans?! You're recruiting other humans for your side?! [ SHOCK.........he glares playfully! ]

You can bring as many humans as you want, Chara!! I'll still be undefeatable!

[ HOWS THAT BURN (??) FEEL? he looks pretty proud of himself... ]

[didntknowbest]

[Ah.

So it is a different Asriel, then.

Of course. She would not be able to see her own child.

She sets them down, finally. Lets go. And then just... sits down on the ground, leaning against the tree she caught this Asriel from. She could really use a seat right now. All the energy and joy seems to have been drained out of her.]

I am sorry. I am not the Toriel that you are familiar with.

[likewhitesnow]

Huh?

[ he approaches her on the ground, a concerned look on his face. He may not understand the implications of what she's saying...but she looks really sad. ]

But...you're mom. Right? [ he reaches out and touches her sleeve. A smaller child now than he was a few seconds prior. Just a boy, worried about his mama. ]

[unvoid]

[Why waste time with useless introductions when you both do and do not exist? Basic physics indicates that an object can, indeed, exist in two places at once. But an object must first exist for this to be possible. It is but a thought experiment, and little else.

And before him now is...a thing. A thing he does not know and does not care for. It is inconsequential because he deems it so.

def: current status=unsure

Uncertainty yields nothing. It is little more than a useless execution of the same algorithm, and expecting a different result every time.

The man changes, subtly, hands flashing in a method of speech that may be difficult for anyone to interpret.]

[didntknowbest]

No. Not really.

I am no Captain of the Royal Guard... I am just... nobody.

[Former Queen of the Underground maybe, but... former is the key word there. She's nothing at all.]

I am not even a mother! I have not been for a very, very long time. Here at least, is different, but back in the underground, I am just... nothing! Ha ha!

[Toriel starts laughing- it's not funny, but she can't stop. Nothing but dust back home, that's all she is.

She shouldn't act like this in front of them, but... what does it matter? It's not her Asriel, is it?]

[unvoid]

[Hello, thing.

It recognizes you. It remembers you. You tear through the world on a plane askew and rend certain things horrendously inert. You change variables. You alter constant states. You are mercurial, inimical, unnecessarily sloppy, and you go where you are neither wanted nor required. You go where you are not allowed.

This is profoundly irritating, even for an isolated variable such as himself.

His words are shearing and painful and drum along the edges of consciousness, straining at the edges of what should and should not be possible.

It should hurt.

It is meant to.]

[cter]

[It's nice of him to think so. Very...optimistic of him, honestly. Their smile is ridged with uncertainty, a mildly indulgent thing.]

Oh, I dunno, Rei. I think I like our war playing out just between the two of us. Can't let Snowdin get to crowded, you know?

[likewhitesnow]

[ he sits beside her. It's not like the information completely loses him. She doesn't think she's his mom for some reason that he just can't understand. ]

Well, you can't just be nobody... [ he tries, looking at her. ] ...what's your name?

[likewhitesnow]

You're probably right. [ he breathes out a very small sigh of relief. Chara's always been pretty hardy. He can't imagine an army of them... ]

Well, we're definitely the captains-- [ he stomps his foot again!! ] --and don't call me that!!

[catinthemask]

[A pause and he tries not to wince. It's hard being data on the end of deleted. Not needed by the game's story and therefore gone. It feels like someone got way too curious and dug somewhere where they shouldn't.]

Ah ah ah. Then perhaps we should move this dialog forward. I'm the Judge and I am here to act as the guide character in this new game. Welcome to Wonderland, dear friend.

[Perhaps not having a script would become a problem if something like this was around. Oh well, it'll just take time for everything to calm down if the Puppeteer would return...any second now.]

This place brings in many strange things, so I am willing to provide some answers, provided they are not part of a malicious puzzle designed with distractions in mind.

[didntknowbest]

Nobody important. Just an old woman who lives alone in the RUINS.

[She looks back at him for just a moment, before her gaze turns back towards the ground, laughing a bit. How sweet of him to be concerned, for a woman he doesn't even know.]

Toriel. Just Toriel.

[cter]

[Chara snickers, but obliges. Winding him up is always its own fun, but they don't ever want to overstep their limits.]

Only captains? Surely a god should have a much more grandiose title. Like, um...Overlord? Monarch?

[likewhitesnow]

You don't look old. [ he notices, bringing his knees up and resting his head on them. A white, floppy ear droops over the front of his knees while he looks at her. ]

My mom's name is Toriel. And she really looks like you!! But she doesn't wear a dress. It, um. [ he fishes around for the words. Dad's always so good at compliments... ]

It looks really nice on you!

[likewhitesnow]

Oh! [ his eyes widen as he thinks about it. ]

We can be Ultra Overlord Monarch Captains!

[ as if Chara could overstep a limit. Asriel seems very excited! WHAT A GRAND TITLE.... ]

[unvoid]

[Guide. Character. Dialogue. Game.

How simultaneously infuriating and enlightening. It seems this track of data is a smear, a stain from an entirely different world, pressed into a new setting with compacted ease.

Queries run, algorithms considered and repudiated in the same moment. The simultaneity of existence will never not be an exceedingly aggravating quirk of the quantum foam that he despises. When you are little more besides discarded code, it seems this sort of higher function is a necessity.

His response is curt and desultory at best.]