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Mettaton ([personal profile] mttbrandlegs) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-07-05 02:40 am

Where Did This Ghost Come From?

Who: Mettaton ([personal profile] mttbrandlegs) and YOU!
When: July 4th and onwards
Where: Various locations
What: Catchall for post-resurgence Mettaton shenanigans up til the second monthly event. Surprise, he's been revived as...a ghost!
Warnings: Can't think of any yet!


Prompts will be in the comments!

Vital information: Mettaton is now a child-sized pink ghost. His personality is pretty much the same, but he will be more easily upset and prone to mopey behavior, because he feels very displaced without his body.

His voice is also of a more feminine pitch.

He will try to hide his identity from most people because ghosts are not cool. How could a ghost be popular?
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: ([papyrus] 57)

disclaimer: idk what my resurgence penalty is yet; Papyrus's condition is subject to change :V

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-06 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Waking up in cryo had been a strange experience. He'd been on the other end of the process once before, after Sans had been dusted by the human, but it was a whole other thing to lose consciousness while crumbling, trying to use his dwindling time to be encouraging or helpful to Frisk, and then remembering nothing until his eyesockets opened again, nearly a week later.

Of course the first order of business was to check in on his brother and friends. As it turned out, most of the monsters were in the same situation he was -- they hadn't stood a chance against the Caducans. The more he heard and saw, the more worried he got. Mettaton must have been in the middle of it all too, right?

People had seen him, but not lately.

Messages sent to his MID went unanswered for the first time.

A part of him felt strange, hollow. Weighed down in a way he still wasn't used to. Tobi had left too, and a couple of his other cool friends. Had that happened to Mettaton as well?

He'd never gotten a chance to properly thank him for the gifts. Or for helping him find Sans in the void. Or, well... any of it, really. He owed the guy so much, and now it seemed he was just. Gone.

The ghost in the garden didn't spook him. He was somewhat used to seeing Undyne's neighbor (what was that guy's name again? Napperboo? Spookybooks?) lying around someplace, usually forming some sort of shape with their ethereal tears. You know, as ghosts tended to do. This was a different ghost, but they looked sad all the same. Man, what was with ghosts and crying? You'd think they'd be happy with the ability to float through walls and fly around without spending magic!

He took a moment to put his best smile back on before entering the area. No point adding to their sadness when he might be able to take some away, after all.

"Hello, there!" He approached with his usual stride, looking for all the world like nothing had ever happened.

If you could ignore the glass arms.

"Are you new? I didn't think we'd gotten a new shipment of friends yet!"
Edited (typos) 2016-07-06 22:02 (UTC)
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: ([papyrus] 19)

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-06 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"That sounds likely!" Coming from anyone else, it might've sounded like the least funny brand of sarcasm, but Papyrus meant it. Some people on this crew were less friendly than others, and he was excited to finally meet one of the more elusive ones.

"I hope I didn't bother you! I was... looking for a friend. He seems to have gone missing." He rubbed at the back of his neckbones, rustling the orange scarf he'd been quick to find and put back on. After a moment, he brightened and turned back to the ghost with renewed interest. "Oh! You haven't seen him, have you? He's a bit taller than I am, made out of metal and magic? He looks human sometimes, but don't let that fool you! He also has an amazing square shape that made hims very famous where I'm from!"
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: ([papyrus] 44)

*him

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-06 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
He'd been grinning already, but as soon as the ghost said that name, Papyrus's face lit up even more. "Oh my god! Are you from the Underground too?" It was always nice to see another monster, but introductions could wait.

"Have you seen him? I haven't heard from him since I... since we went to battle with those angry people, and I'm starting to get a little worried. Not that I don't think he can take care of himself!" He's quick to clarify. "I just want to know that he's all right."
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: ([papyrus] 57)

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-06 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh..." It was kind of silly to get his hopes up, but maybe Mettaton was still busy. He could be charging, or getting repaired. That would explain the missed messages, the radio silence.

It was just kind of lonely, especially given how much they'd been hanging out lately.

Papyrus sat down next to the ghost friend, sighing a little before cheering back up again. No point being sad when he was about to make a new friend, right? "Well, like you said! You don't talk to people much, right? I'm glad you finally came out so I could meet you! My name's Papyrus, and I'm a morale officer here on the ship."
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: ([papyrus] 24)

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-06 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Papyrus waited for a polite amount of time before raising his brow bones. There was something about this ghost that rang familiar, in a way. Had they met back home? "It's okay if you don't remember your name! I'll give you one! You can be, hmm..." He took a moment, scrutinizing the little guy. What sort of name should a ghost have? Especially a cute pink one who clearly had a little style.

"Fabstablook?"
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: (pic#10401378)

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-07 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
There was definitely something familiar about this ghost. Every time he called him honey it was there, right on the tip of his metaphorical tongue, nagging him in a way that he hadn't felt since before finding out Asriel was secretly Flowey all along. Did this one have a secret identity as well?

He'd have to puzzle this one out a bit longer, clearly!

"Excellent! I'm so glad we got that out of the way!" He couldn't help but be pleased. Fabstablook looked so much happier already. "Was that why you were upset?"
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: (pic#10034668)

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-07 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
Papyrus couldn't really feel him at all, not beyond the little soul coming into closer proximity to his. It was a nice feeling all the same, warm and sociable. What a friendly little ghost! Papyrus couldn't imagine why he would hide himself away if he was this affectionate.

"It's not so bad! Believe me, those guys were really strong. They might have even been able to beat up a ghost! You were smart to stay out of the way!"
coolskeletonnyehntyfive: ([papyrus] 39)

[personal profile] coolskeletonnyehntyfive 2016-07-07 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
If Papyrus had a heart, that would have pierced straight through it. As it was, he lifted his hand and did his best to pat Fabstablook on the head without phasing entirely through him. Not sticking body parts through incorporeal friends was probably rule #1 of ghost etiquette, and he prided himself on his manners.

"No, I don't think that's true!" He was concerned, emphatic. He cared about this little sad ghost and his problems. "I would definitely notice! Ghosts are cool people too, after all."
redshitlord: (darlin you're still divine)

[personal profile] redshitlord 2016-07-07 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Oh no, it's cute --

That's the first thing to pop into his head when he's asked. He'd come back up to the observation deck, just to try and take his mind off of everything. No one else was there, so it made for a perfect place to sulk. His frame still hurt, a lot. But... maybe he was avoiding Riptide, just a bit. For a little while.

But that's not what he expected to see up here.

Sideswipe blinks a few times. Looks around -- is anyone else here? Is this somebody's joke, or--?

"Uh, no, dude," he says, finally. "Sorry." A beat, then: "What's it look like?"
redshitlord: (don't love me at all)

[personal profile] redshitlord 2016-07-07 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Poor Mettaton might not feel very important right now, but... he actually gets a laugh out of Sideswipe. Not a mocking one, just a real, amused little laugh. Which is borderline miraculous right now.

"Sounds like it's awesome, dude. Like something out of a movie," he says. The smile is a bit more real this time. Less forced. "Oh wait... "

He frowns again, thoughtfully. "I saw a guy like that at the leg thing," he says, slowly. "Was... that you?"
redshitlord: (Anyway here's more Joyride)

[personal profile] redshitlord 2016-07-07 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, uh --"

Well scrap. That wasn't what he was going for. Sideswipe grimaces himself, and rubs awkwardly at the back of his neck. Picking at bits of paint.

"Sorry... I mean, I liked it! It was cool! You're cool." Wait, okay, no, there's got to be a better way to make this better. Deep 'breaths'. And he looks down.

"Yeah, I won't say anything, man. No worries there." His optics flick up a little shyly. "Kinda lame to run around telling peoples' secret stuff, y'know?"

Unless it's Strongarm. Then it's always a good time. And hilarious.

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