+ 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

[mypartnerintime]

...Is that why you've got your hood on? [She steps a little closer, trying to peek at his eye.] You can tell me. Did you fight someone?

[punful]

[There's that cornered feeling that comes when people ask about his health, when people notice that anything's wrong. They're not supposed to notice. He's good at hiding things, but no one is exactly good at hiding the fact that their goddamn face is broken.]

no, it's...i'm fine. doesn't even hurt anymore.

[Or at least, it doesn't hurt nearly as much as it did.]

just don't worry about it.

[mypartnerintime]

[No, it's not so easy to hide. She takes another step closer, still trying to peek.]

You did, didn't you? [And then she finally puts two and two together. Sometimes Max is awfully perceptive.]

You... fought my mirror.

[punful]

...no, not. not really.

[His voice is resigned. Caught. Can't hide anymore.]

i thought she was you at first. she'd seen me using magic earlier, so i guess she...heh, i guess i'm just predictable.

[She'd expected him to turn her soul blue, and she'd expected him to teleport. Kind of a perfectly executed plan, really, for all that he's pretty sure she only planned as far as "fuck with Sans."]

it's...heh. it's too much to explain. kinda funny. i'm not, uh, even supposed to be able to get hurt, but she. heh. she broke the rules.

[mypartnerintime]

[Max runs a hand over her forehead, eyes looking upward and searching the trees in frustration, a huff escaping from her chest.]

Of course she did.

[Fuck time travel.]

I'm so sorry, Sans... I wish knew more so I could help, but I stink at all of this.

[punful]

nah, it's...like i said, don't worry about it. just need to be a bit more...careful with some stuff from now on. anyway, this event will probably end soon. they'll go back to their side and that'll be that.

i won't ask for details. i'm pretty sure i can, uh, deal with it if i run into her again.

[Just don't teleport. Heh, just don't use one of his most important tools for survival. No big deal. He went without teleporting for most of his life and survived despite everything, so. He can do it again.]

[mypartnerintime]

[He can deal with it...?

That would be amazing because it would soothe some of her guilt and actually make her less scared of the rewinds.

If she believed he could deal with it. She doesn't.]

It's a little hard not to worry. [Her tone is whiny, and it bugs her that she's reached that point. She crosses her arms, annoyed.]

She hasn't tried to talk to me.

[punful]

yeah, i know.

[The event has to end sometime, though, and then the Mirrors will be on their proper side for awhile, and they can just. Ignore the problem for some time. Hell, maybe the crack in his skull will just go away, or people will just stop asking about it.]

[Hahaha oh man. He sucks at wishful thinking. It just really doesn't come naturally to him.]

she might be wary of you. maybe she thinks you have the same ability.

[Or she might be waiting for the least opportune moment so she can hurt Max...]

[mypartnerintime]

Maybe.

[If it keeps mirror-Max away, then that's fine with her. That's kind of wishful thinking, too, isn't it? Damn.

She unfolds her arms and prepares to leave, unsure what to say. Things are still a little awkward.]

Hopefully she won't be back for a long, long time.

[punful]

yeah. i'm guessing once this event ends, we won't hear from the mirrors for a good while.

[He also shifts as if to leave.]

anyway, i'll leave you to it. i'm running late for a nap, and i hate being late.

[He smiles a bit and winks at her. Yeah, he definitely hates being late for anything, for sure.]

[mypartnerintime]

[She nods in hopeful agreement that the mirrors won't return for a long time.

She doesn't really respond to his smile or wink, only looking away from him slightly.]

Cuz you're never late for anything, right? See you around, Sans.

[punful]

[He snorts a bit.]

nah, i'm always punctual. see you, max. thanks for letting me talk to you.

[With that, he's gone.]