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Didn't I just answer that?

I think I may be nothing at all.

Thanks for the rules. Looks like a real dense read, but I'll give it a glance. :)

Funny you don't seem like nothing.

I'll have the hard copy at the game.

Then you pick something, and I'll be that.

Believe me you do not want me to pick what you are. That's a terrible idea.

Lucky for you, I happen to be a big fan of terrible ideas.

Maybe I can guess what you've already decided, based on the hints.

Something creepy. Definitely not just an ordinary kid. Not really Frisk's twin. Something that has shady intentions. What does all of that add up to?

Nope. You said I get to decide, not come up with a logical conclusion based on the evidence and I pick....

Bogeymon trainer.

What in the world is a Bogeymon trainer.

Kind of like a normal kid. Except you get to try and collect all the bogeymon and train them to fight each other and it's awesome. Some of them are really rare.

Wow. You've done it. I'm speechless. Is this some kind of game?

[Are these things real. Do they have bogeymon running around Gravity Falls. Where can I see the Animes.]

Video game, card game, anime, few movies... so yeah if I get to pick, that's what I'm deciding you are because that would be *so cool.*

What did you think I'd say demon or something? Or is that just what you were hoping for?

Oh. I see. You're making fun of me.

You got me dude. I still don't think you're a demon. [He knows demons. Demon.] You could always try giving me a straight answer.

Oh man I use dude as a gender neutral term a lot but lmk if it causes any gender dysphoria and I can try and stop.

[Someone has been reading.]

You can call me dude.

[Six letters or less. It could even be a Name Used to Call Them.]

But you definitely did not know the term "gender dysphoria" when we first met. Where did that come from?

I read about it.

[OBVIOUSLY what did you think he was gonna do after bungling up gender terms so badly.]

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You are kind of a weirdo, aren't you? I thought I had offended your delicate sensibilities.

It's something I hadn't known about. You clearly were only gonna make fun of me more if I asked more questions, so I just found the answers on my own.

[Okay, Chara tries. But they can't... really think of a mean response to this. "How dare you respect pronouns after I snapped at you about pronouns??" Or, like... "Ha ha, you did research?"

What even is this kid anymore. Chara thought he hated them and now they're talking about tabletop roleplaying and bogeymans and dysphoria.]

Definitely a weirdo.

[He has a theory to test, here. So unprompted and unexplained, Chara will be receiving a screen shot of the most recent timeline, as it were.

You've already heard this one. It's funny...

When you get the joke.]

[There's a guessing game being played here. They expect him to know everything, because he remembers. Resets don't stop him. But...

No such thing as a True Reset. Not for Chara. But for Flowey? Did... did Chara perhaps do exactly what Flowey predicted they would, and tear away that big sparkly Perfectly Happy Ending? Did he lay his memories out for the taking, and did they get ripped away like everyone else's? Or has the very worst timeline simply not happened at all?

It's funny. It is funny, because it's so refreshing to see the high and mighty judge squirm. Because they get the joke. But Chara... doesn't always like to be straightforward.]

You never told the punchline. How does it end?

[Breathing.

Of course, he doesn't actually have to breathe. He doesn't have to do anything of anything if he doesn't want to- he'd discovered that almost by accident, when everything had become so boring, he'd stopped attempting to be part of it. Just yet the years slide by, without food, or water, or sunlight. So he doesn't have to breathe, and the very act itself is simply an instinct that won't die off- one last vestige from times long gone.

When he receives Chara's text? Flowey starts breathing again. Didn't even realized he'd stopped.]

Deja vu. Good one, right?

[...]

I've got another one for you.

[They're not oblivious. They're conscious of the world jumping back when Frisk experiments with their SAVEs in the library. They mess up their knitting when the world does a series of hops in quick succession, when their counting continues to move forward as normal but the last five purls suddenly never happened three times over.

It's not hard to tell what game Flowey's playing right now.]

I've heard better.

But please go on. Make me laugh. :)

Two kids decide to try and free everyone.

They die.

Except one of them wakes up again. One of them is alone, and scared. One of them can't feel the way they did before, can't be with the people who loved them, can't love them back.

One of them spends lifetimes calling out for help. Calling out for the only person who ever understood them.

[Wait for it, Chara. This one has a great punchline.]

But nobody came.

[Well that was quick. Testing the waters, is he?]

Asriel.

How can a corpse answer someone's calls?

...I cannot even imagine how desperate and lonely you must have been.

[You can't understand how this feels. Ha, ha. A joke unto itself. You know, since they're all having a laugh anyway.]

The only thing I wanted was for you to come back to me.

[And there goes the breathing, again. It's replaced with something else.

If he really had to call it anything, whatever that something else is, he'd call it ugly.]

And here you are.

I can't even have this.

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