[But of course the blueprints aren't here. They can't be replicated. It's not like Alphys or Sans could draw them up from memory, not when all memories relating to those blueprints are dubious at best.]
[Chara's grip is tightening on his hand. He squeezes back. Tries to signal to them that they're here, they're still here.]
there's the vendors. they can get things from home for a price. the price is usually--
[spr_dt_machine_0.png]
[It takes a moment. They've said a lot of strange things, numbers and weird sort of additions to their words, ornamentations, the same way that a voice can look red, the same way you can hear the asterisk before a line of dialogue.]
[What does spr even mean?]
[some kind of image file?]
[That had been it, hadn't it? Something with underscores. Something Chara had said that left static in his skull, something they'd Reloaded away, only now it--]
[Creeps back, the fuzz of a television on the wrong channel, a radio set between stations, something like words in the static, something like spr like .png like how can a living human being be glitching anyway? This is the real world, isn't it?]
[Isn't it?]
[He remembers thinking about the fact that some scientists think the world is a computer simulation and how funny that was how funny how ironic how ironic how ironic how ironic that they were right]
[His memory has always been too good for his own good for anyone's good.]
[He goes limp. Loses his grip on Chara's hand, but they're already holding so tightly. Everything is far away, Chara, Frisk, Alphys, the hallway, Wonderland, Sans, it's all coming undone, floating free like--]
[Hydrogen.]
[Helium.]
[He cuts it out. All of it. Lets everything float away. Cuts it out, cuts it off, narrows it to one thing, one goal. Speak words. Do the thing they have to do.]
[His eyelights are gone and he's limp as a puppet with its strings cut but his voice is completely level, completely calm.]
the vendors charge a high price. i believe they'll take currency or items with sentimental value, but for specific items they charge memories. we will need to sell a memory to get the blueprints. once we have them, i can help you build the extractor. i did once before. we can bring in another scientist or two to help if you want.
even more disassociation
[But of course the blueprints aren't here. They can't be replicated. It's not like Alphys or Sans could draw them up from memory, not when all memories relating to those blueprints are dubious at best.]
[Chara's grip is tightening on his hand. He squeezes back. Tries to signal to them that they're here, they're still here.]
there's the vendors. they can get things from home for a price. the price is usually--
[spr_dt_machine_0.png]
[It takes a moment. They've said a lot of strange things, numbers and weird sort of additions to their words, ornamentations, the same way that a voice can look red, the same way you can hear the asterisk before a line of dialogue.]
[What does spr even mean?]
[some kind of image file?]
[That had been it, hadn't it? Something with underscores. Something Chara had said that left static in his skull, something they'd Reloaded away, only now it--]
[Creeps back, the fuzz of a television on the wrong channel, a radio set between stations, something like words in the static, something like spr like .png like how can a living human being be glitching anyway? This is the real world, isn't it?]
[Isn't it?]
[He remembers thinking about the fact that some scientists think the world is a computer simulation and how funny that was how funny how ironic how ironic how ironic how ironic that they were right]
[His memory has always been too good for his own good for anyone's good.]
[He goes limp. Loses his grip on Chara's hand, but they're already holding so tightly. Everything is far away, Chara, Frisk, Alphys, the hallway, Wonderland, Sans, it's all coming undone, floating free like--]
[Hydrogen.]
[Helium.]
[He cuts it out. All of it. Lets everything float away. Cuts it out, cuts it off, narrows it to one thing, one goal. Speak words. Do the thing they have to do.]
[His eyelights are gone and he's limp as a puppet with its strings cut but his voice is completely level, completely calm.]
the vendors charge a high price. i believe they'll take currency or items with sentimental value, but for specific items they charge memories. we will need to sell a memory to get the blueprints. once we have them, i can help you build the extractor. i did once before. we can bring in another scientist or two to help if you want.