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Chara ([personal profile] fulllifeconsequences) wrote2036-02-05 12:12 am
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Speak.

[Wow okay cool voicemail there Chara. Voice/text/video away to your heart's content.]
buildmeup: (Yeah put that knife down too pls)

[Save Point 1]

[personal profile] buildmeup 2016-03-14 08:29 am (UTC)(link)
[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.
buildmeup: (What's a flower to do?)

[personal profile] buildmeup 2016-03-14 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
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.
buildmeup: (What's a flower to do?)

1/2

[personal profile] buildmeup 2016-03-14 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
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.