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+ Your imagination can't hurt you! +

Who: YOU!
Where: The Mindscape
When: starting November 11th
Rating: may be up to R for character deaths
Summary: Navigate challenges to learn valuable lessons about nonviolence, cooperation, and self-sacrifice! Release your inner animal! Read more about the event here, and on the bulletin board.
The Story:

"If you know yourself, you have nothing to fear."
"Working together is the only way."
"Deaths are a necessary part of life, but not all deaths are necessary."
"The needs of the many outweigh the life of just one."

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[At least a week. Maybe more.]

okay. just don't--

[And then Barry starts freaking glowing, and a split second later he's on the ground. And a split second after that, Sans is on the ground with him. It's a little like teleporting, only instead of a surge of magic it's a surge of energy and speed. It's kind of like being inside a lightning bolt.]

[Sans wobbles a bit.]

...what.

[ barry tries to play it cool. it's only a little convincing, but given they'd both been sloths for a good portion of time, maybe it's easier to believe what's truly the impossible. he can totally play it off as a side-effect of being super slow, right? ]

[ he looks at sans. he seems to have all his bones back, but he can't be too sure. ] Are you okay?

[He's definitely staring at Barry. Sans is a pretty down to earth (hahaha) kinda guy, and he's pretty dang sure that that light show wasn't related to being a furry animal.]

what was that? what did you do?

I didn't do — [ barry's shoulders lift up, and he feels that heart of his beat faster. so impossibly fast it fools a machine into believing he's flatlining. ]

[ how many times has sans trusted him with something from home? without thought, sans had been honest with him whenever he asked a question. the only thing that can happen from this is that sans no longer speaks to him, and he no longer has someone to throw lady gaga lyrics at. ]

You can't ... I mean, you can freak out. If you want. You can do that. It's just ... I'm not like everyone else? I'm kind of fast. Super fast.

[Sans, for his part, looks pretty un-freaked out. Mostly he just looks confused, because he's trying to mentally sort out what sort of magic or science or what have you would allow someone to just casually break the sound barrier while basically completely ignoring acceleration time. Because it wasn't quite teleportation--he knows full well what that feels like--so the only other real option is very high speed transportation.]

okay. so is it magic? didn't really feel like it.

It's … [ barry doesn't really know what it is. it's become such a part of him now he thinks of it as another limb. ]

[ he lifts his shoulder, face scrunching up in uncertainty. ] I guess? It's science, too. I kind of got hit by lightning and the particle accelerator explosion, which I guess messed with my cells, and now I can do … that. Run super fast. It's great, but it can be kind of boring at times since I do things really quickly and — [ breathe, barry. ] Sorry if it spooked you. I just didn't want you to be stuck in the tree.

[Okay, let him just process this for a second.]

so...you got hit by lightning and an exploding particle accelerator, and you're still alive.

[Holy shit. Determination really is a helluva drug.]

it's fine. wasn't too interested in staying in a tree for the rest of the event. been there, done that.

[There were zombies involved.]

but this is, uh...interesting. [He rubs at the back of his skull. This is genuinely fascinating from a scientific standpoint, just the idea that humans could theoretically acquire such abilities, and that those abilities involve the wholesale destruction of actual physics. It's...freaking neat, is what. But he's not a scientist. He doesn't know anything about science, or at least that's the picture he's painted of himself.]

[But like, just. The physics involved. Does he just accelerate so fast that no possible measuring device could capture it, or does he just instantaneously achieve Mach speeds? Shit, what about friction? How does he not set himself and everything around him on fire? What about air resistance? Water resistance? How fast can he go, anyway? Also what the hell kind of particle accelerator can cause something like this just by exploding? Maybe the Higgs Boson ended up being a lot more volatile than anyone expected.]

[You can't just ask questions like that if you're not supposed to be a scientist, though.]

[So Sans just grins.]

it's pretty cool, actually. heh. downright shocking.

[ if only sloths had spidey-senses that tingled, and said senses lingered a little longer than those claws did, barry might be able to pick up sans is much more than just a cool skeleton from the underground. but he has no senses, and thus only laughs. ]

Yeah? [ then he corrects himself, sounding more confident: ] Yeah. I guess. It's really complicated and a long story, but I survived after being in a coma for a while. I'm sorry if getting you down from the tree was a bit ... weird. My mom used to tell me to rip the bandaid right off instead of taking your time with it.

[ where sans was the tree. or the sloth? barry, thankfully, doesn't open his mouth to try and figure that tangled little web out. ]

And sorry for not telling you, especially after all the stuff you told me about the Underground. When people know about it, it's never good. I just didn't want you to be in trouble.

heh. you'll have to tell me it sometime.

[It's a joke, mostly. All of that is Barry's business, after all. In the meantime, they've got this puzzle thing to solve...or maybe they already solved it, since there's a door on the opposite side of the room that wasn't there before.]

nah, i get it. trust me, i get needing to keep secrets.

[Boy does he ever.]

just so long as you didn't hurt yourself getting a skeleton out of a tree or anything. that'd be embarrassing for everyone.

I'm okay. [ he smiles, and is almost tempted to touch his fingers to his nose and walk in a straight line to show sans as much. ] And, besides, if I did? It'd be pretty badass.

[ he acknowledges sans is very biased towards skeletons, but so is barry allen. ]

[ he peers over toward the door that's suddenly appeared with a sigh. though he wishes to ignore it, he has a feeling that's not an option. it's appeared for a reason, and their little desert-garden has remained standing instead of falling away to show off the mansion hiding behind those walls. ] You think it's the end of this?

pfft, maybe if it was a way cooler skeleton. or literally anything else.

[Like, getting hurt saving a helpless kitten from a tree, or an innocent child, or whatever it is actually heroic people do.]

[He follows Barry's gaze and sort of shrugs and nods at the same time.]

only one way to find out, right?

[ barry inhales deeply, and lets it out. he's not looking forward to what may be potentially on the other side of that door, but he knows he's got to face it. after all, he has the coolest of the cool of skeletons by his side. if sans isn't going to freak out, neither can barry allen. ]

Yeah. [ he lifts his hand to scratch at the back of his neck. ] We should go. Hopefully I'll see you on the other side.

[Sans is way too tired to freak out about much of anything, ever.]

yeah. guess there's no point in waiting.

[He shrugs and grins up at Barry.]

catch you on the flipside.

Be careful.

[ with one last nod to his friend, barry disappears in a gust of wind and golden, crackling electricity through that door. if sans had hair, it'd be in his face. maybe his lack of it is what makes him even cooler. ]

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good heavens dat html tho

only proof sans is too cool for html

lmfao that must be it

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