entrancelogs | [open] suddenly there are clouds all around and the clouds all around her are warm

Who: Eleven and you!
Where: Library
When: 11/21
Rating: Probably not more than PG-13 lbr
Summary: Eleven wakes up in Wonderland. It's fine. Everything is fine.
The Story:

[the last thing she remembered was stopping the demogorgon. disintegrating it into nothing … didn't she die? she was so spent, and it took so much of her, she thought that was the only way it could end. but instead of the cold, dark, dampness of the upside down, or simply the nothingness of being dead, she found herself here. wherever here was.

as she takes in her surroundings, she realizes she's surrounded by books. she doesn't really care about books — she can read, sort of, but giving her a proper literary education was never really a priority in hawkin labs. what she does know about books in general though, is that the best ones are big and heavy. and that is why she starts grabbing the lengthier hardcover tomes off the shelf without so much as really glancing at what they are. because in a corner, she's … building a fort out of books??? or at least a sizable small collection. to chuck at people's heads.]

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Do you make things happen?

[frisk talks sort of like her, she can't help but carry a tiny flame of hope that maybe they're the same...? she's never met someone like her before. she knew she was a number for a reason, but it's not like she ever saw 1-9 or 12 and up.]

Sometimes.

[They almost reach out with one hand for their SAVE file, but then they remember that...ha ha, they're not very determined anymore, are they? No. Not enough determination to SAVE, or to LOAD. Not enough to do anything.]

Can't anymore. Not now, anyway.

Why?

[what if el loses her powers because she's here????? ... she doesn't know how she'd feel about that actually, because they're an integral part of her identity. wtf.]

I'm not determined anymore.

[They lift one shoulder in a partial shrug. They don't sound very bothered. They don't sound very anything.]

Can't do it unless I've got determination.

Determination?

The resolve to change fate.

[Sounds less impressive when they don't have the weight to put behind the words. When they can't feel anything when they say it.]

If you know how to SAVE and LOAD.

[she frowns, seriously confused. more than usual, even.] What is save and load?

Like...going back. Doing something over.

[They're not very good at explaining it. Even more so now that they're not very determined at all.]

You do things over.

[she repeats, not with the intonation of a question, but more like she's trying to confirm. that's interesting. and not something she herself can do, so ... weird.]

Like if you die or something.

[That may be considerably less reassuring for the outside observer, particularly since Frisk lacks a lot of things right now. Namely, the ability to feel things like empathy, or acknowledgment that death can be a scary concept.]

Died?

[she thinks that frisk means that they died ... somehow ... it's all really confusing, ok.]

Yeah. I'd die all the time back home.

[Just, you know. No big deal or anything. Preteens casually dying, like you do.]

Scared?

Not really.

[Their voice is the same monotone it usually is, and they certainly don't sound very bothered.]

Got used to it.

[that gets a small nod of understand from eleven — she doesn't understand it exactly, but she guesses it's like how her nose bleeds when she uses her powers. it's gross and surprising to other people, but barely even bothers el herself at this point.

but still ... death ... she didn't think about it when she sacrificed herself to get rid of the demogorgon, but that was different. there wasn't any thinking involved. it was what had to be done to save everyone, so she did it. ]

What was it like?

[/asks the longest sentence ever]

Painful.

[Frisk isn't exceptionally gifted with tonal variation at this point in time, so they still sound as blank, their tone as even and dull as if they might be reciting a memorized list.]

Always heard a voice to tell me to keep going, so I did. I'd wake up and do it all over again.

Save and reload?

[asked more like "is that how it works?"]

Yeah.

[That's what they'd call it. A SAVE and a LOAD. Too bad they can't really demonstrate right now.]

SAVE. LOAD. RESET.

I think I understand.

Okay.

[They explained, and now she understands. That's what good kids do - they don't lie. They tell the truth and make it so people know what's happening. Good.]

Can't do it right now, though. We only get to die five times here.

Why five? What happens?

I dunno. No one says.

[There's plenty of theories, but Frisk hasn't heard anything concrete.]

Just that it's...bad. You lose something.

Lose something?

Not sure what. People just say you lose something.

[Another shrug. Whatever it is, Frisk doesn't seem concerned. They've only died once. And this...this is probably like some sort of death, if only because they can't feel anything. But they don't really mind.

They can't mind. They don't have the capacity to.]

Okay. I'll remember. [she doesn't want to lose anything. especially because she has to little in the first place.] ... I'm going to go back to the books now.

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