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@amidnightguard
She shook her head. “its...not very well. Most times, i’m lucky if I even get payed. Need to find more reliable clients.”
The envy in her eyes was as clear as day. The place was far better then her own. To be fair, she was pretty sure every home in the underground was better then the closet she called a home.
“The place looks great. Build it yourself?”
Send ‘Muffle’ for my muses reaction to yours gagging them and tossing them into the trunk of the car
“Those places-seam nice. “ she muttered. It was the best she could do. They didn’t seam bad-but were they really places she should go? Or even, had a right to go?
No, she couldn’t let herself think like that. A forced smile. “ S-sure. I can hang out with you for awhile. So you work as a guard then, huh? that’s a eally nice one. Probably easy to sneak in some naps or phone games too.”
*heh, yeah
*last time i counted, i had about 18 jobs, 5 of them being guarding something or catching something else
*which means i get 4 hours of legally required breaks
*‘course, i don’t really plan on catching any humans
*even if i did, they could dust me in a heartbeat
*i mostly just give advice and sell 'dogs
[He chuckled, though it seemed a little more forced this time. He seemed to be heading for a heavily-decorated two-story house with colored lights strung outside. A bulging mailbox with the name 'sans’ lazily scrawled on it sits outside, next to a perfectly clean and empty mailbox labelled 'PAPYRUS’. Who would be sending him that much mail? A small dog slept happily in front of the door, a muffled ringing sound coming from it’s fur]
A laugh. “heh-the best type of job then! Still, I wouldn’t mind work were i’m useful. Though the only ‘useful’ jobs, pretty much fall into outright exploitation. Least what it feels like for me. Life as a living battery-not the most glamorous of jobs!” Her voice softened after a few moments “I-i’m just venting. I mean, it’s-it’s not the worst of jobs ether, since it’s pretty much just “hold the power cord to the tv and exist for 40 minutes.”
A brief shrug. “I won’t have that for long, ether. The core makes electricity pretty easy to come by now a days.”
She followed the other, glancing at the rather-impressive looking house. The two who lived here, certainly had a lot of home. She knocked on the empty mailbox. “so , is this were you live? Looks nice!”
“Those places-seam nice. “ she muttered. It was the best she could do. They didn’t seam bad-but were they really places she should go? Or even, had a right to go?
No, she couldn’t let herself think like that. A forced smile. “ S-sure. I can hang out with you for awhile. So you work as a guard then, huh? that’s a eally nice one. Probably easy to sneak in some naps or phone games too.”
A sigh escaped the other. Well, she certainly helped bring the mood down, didn’t she. Not that she didn’t agree with him: she long gave up on the chance of escaping. Even if she could: well, there wasn’t anything for her anyway. Right? Yes-that was right. She had to believe that.
“…we’ll escape someday. I mean, it’s gotta happen eventually! Just not sure what’s going to happen in the meantime, right?”
*…right
[He couldn’t tell why, but he just felt like something was going to happen before they escaped. Something big and terrible. He didn’t want to talk about this anymore. He turned to the exit, glancing over his shoulder at her]
*so, anything else ya wanted ta do here in snowdin?
*if ya wanna head back to waterfall, the riverman’s not too far from here
“hmm. well, I don’t think I was going to go back anytime soon. Not much for me there, ether. No major commitments or anything-so well, killing time I guess.”
She took this cue to follow him. A quick word of thanks was given to the bartender, before she skipped behind him. “Well, for now. I’m just trying to focus on what I can do. Or...well, hiding out for awhile.”
A sigh escaped the other. Well, she certainly helped bring the mood down, didn’t she. Not that she didn’t agree with him: she long gave up on the chance of escaping. Even if she could: well, there wasn’t anything for her anyway. Right? Yes-that was right. She had to believe that.
“...we’ll escape someday. I mean, it’s gotta happen eventually! Just not sure what’s going to happen in the meantime, right?”
She looked down at her now empty plate. “Ah. I- I understand the weapons part. There were lots of groups with that goal in mind, for awhile. Still are, if you know were to look.”
She shuddered to herself. She shouldn’t have said that, but the words just fell out of her mouth. Ah well, keeping secrets was never her strong point. Did she even have a strong point? …no, no reason to think on such dim thoughts.
“I’d …i’d worry they’d just kill us. Imprisonment didn’t work, and humans probably-don’t have too many magical devises up there. Never see any books about magic falling down here. Still-they probably wouldn’t. Its-been awhile. And humans age fast. I doubt the ones up on the surface are anything like the ones that we fought against.”
She could only hope that was the case.
[He sighed, setting the bottle on the counter and listening. He picked up on the insinuation, but decided not to bring it up. Maybe it was time to lighten up a little]
*well, one thing’s for sure
*we can’t stay down here forever
*asgore’s already got a few souls…
*soon he’ll be able to break the barrier and we can follow him out of here
*so that’s one good thing, i guess
*besides, like you said
*humans have short lifespans, so it’s unlikely we’ll be remembered as anything other than a myth
*maybe not even that
She quietly stacked up her now empty plate. May as well make sure things were easy for the bartender. Who knew how much he had to clean up every day, working in a place like this.
“yeah. I-I honestly don’t think we can. We’ve been...lucky. I remember there being a lot of...rumors about. Or well-lots of papers about some of the concerns, back when the barrier was first put up. Things like food or water quality, things like material quality. Though things weren’t that bad I suppose. Seeing as we’re able to have houses and an economy.”
A deep breath. “Maybe just myths. Humans have been showing some interest in monsters recently. Lots of that anime stuff usually is about humans owning monsters for battle, or becoming friends with them....Makes me wonder if there’s any monsters on the surface. I mean, I doubt it-the barrier’s pretty secure. Just-wondering if something sparked that. “
She looked down at her now empty plate. “Ah. I- I understand the weapons part. There were lots of groups with that goal in mind, for awhile. Still are, if you know were to look.”
She shuddered to herself. She shouldn’t have said that, but the words just fell out of her mouth. Ah well, keeping secrets was never her strong point. Did she even have a strong point? ...no, no reason to think on such dim thoughts.
“I’d ...i’d worry they’d just kill us. Imprisonment didn’t work, and humans probably-don’t have too many magical devises up there. Never see any books about magic falling down here. Still-they probably wouldn’t. Its-been awhile. And humans age fast. I doubt the ones up on the surface are anything like the ones that we fought against.”
She could only hope that was the case.
Kidnapped Starters
“Shut your mouth or you’ll never see the light of day again.” “If they’d hurry up with the ransom, I wouldn’t have to keep you as long.” “Stop squirming.” “Scream to your heart’s content, Princess. No one can hear us out here.” “Not sure I’m ready to let you go just yet. It’s too much fun watching you suffer.” “I’m sorry, what was that? It’s hard to hear you with that thing in your mouth.” “Shh, keep quiet for just a little longer. We’re almost there.” “Aww, you’re actually trying to run away with tied hands and feet. That’s so cute.” “That should keep you nice and quiet.” “It’s a shame that no one cares enough to come to the rescue.” “Has anyone ever told you that you’re the perfect hostage? It’s incredible.” “Being tied to a chair suits you.” “Don’t scream. Everyone will hear.” “Sorry I had to snatch you. Didn’t exactly have a choice in the matter. Comfortable enough?” “Where the hell do you think you’re going?” “Mommy and Daddy can’t save you from me, sweetheart. We’re all alone in here.” ”If I take my hand away, are you going to scream again?” “There, nice and tight. No way to get out of that.” “Try and bite me again. One more time. Come on…” “Okay, I’m going to take out the gag and you’re going to tell me what I want to know. Scream and it goes back in with more stuffing. Understand?” “I’m not going to hurt you. Just cooperate.” “Guess snooping really doesn’t do any good, huh?” “Stop struggling!” “Give up already. The ties aren’t going to loosen.” “No way the blindfold’s coming off.” “Do you prefer zip ties or electrical tape? No reason not to be a gentleman about a kidnapping.” “Sh, sh, sh, stop kicking.” “Ankles together. I’m not going to tell you again.” “Talk or I’ll make you.” “Do you want to die?” “Mmph isn’t a word, darling. You’re going to have to speak more clearly.” “Get in the car or I’ll shoot.” “Scared? That’s good. You should be.” “Stop crying. It’s pathetic.” “Like knives?”
“Yeah. That-that’s what things seam to be for a lot of monsters. Life’s ‘fine’, but could be better. I mean, i’m a bit worried about the stuff bubbling up under the surface, but…”
She shook her head. Really, it was just theories-and honestly, she wasn’t sure she should be thinking about that stuff anyway. The surface world was supposed to be what she was worried about, right? Another quick bite of her snack, and a quick nod. “Y-yeah. Its’-kind of hard to keep up the hope for a career down here. Kind of hard to keep up any hope, really.”
*heh…
*don’t i know it.
[He rests his skull in his hand, glancing back at her for a moment. He had the exact same hollow smile he did when he’d greeted her. Creepy. How was he even drinking that ketchup without opening his mouth? How was he even speaking so clearly?]
*still, ’s the only thing we’ve got left
*hope, that is
*…
*the humans really have it good on the surface, don’t they?
*i was a babybones when we got locked down here, but i vaguely remember seeing the stars…
*heh, but that was an eternity ago.
That smile. That smile was frightening. It felt-fake. Or at least, forced. There was just something about his expressions-how they rarely moved. Still, she didn’t expect too much malice from this one: most monsters couldn’t keep up a lie for too long. Some could, but in her experience few had built up that kind of filter.
Or maybe she just wasn’t looking too hard into their secrets. She wasn’t the intelligence, after all.
“Yeah. It-it is. I think. I...I guess you’re lucky. I was only born after the barrier was in place, so I’ve never seen the surface. Not exactly sure there’s much up there for me, ether. Kinda wonderin’ at this point if any of the stories you hear have any truth to it. “
“Yeah. That-that’s what things seam to be for a lot of monsters. Life’s ‘fine’, but could be better. I mean, i’m a bit worried about the stuff bubbling up under the surface, but...”
She shook her head. Really, it was just theories-and honestly, she wasn’t sure she should be thinking about that stuff anyway. The surface world was supposed to be what she was worried about, right? Another quick bite of her snack, and a quick nod. “Y-yeah. Its’-kind of hard to keep up the hope for a career down here. Kind of hard to keep up any hope, really.”
She made a noise, taking another bite of cheese fry. She noted how they didn’t really even talk. He must have ordered that same meal often. Seamed he visited a lot.
“Thats-well, if that did happen, he’d certainly be well known. Famous even, or at least a footnote in our history books. But seams like there’s lots of other ways to get famous, too. Ways that don’t rely on being lucky enough to find a human, and lucky enough to capture one. I mean, that robot seams pretty famous-Metta something?
*mettaton?
*i guess, but that’s just ‘cause he was made to be a big deal
*a gift to the king from the royal scientist, i mean, who wouldn’t gossip?
*but i don’t think paps could really hit it that big in show biz.
*not his thing, y'know?
[He sighs, not even starting on the burger. He instead takes the bottle of ketchup out of his pocket and drinks it. The bartender looks a little offended, or was that amused? It’s difficult to tell when he doesn’t speak or have a face]
She looked away for a moment. “Maybe-but it was still an option. I never met your brother-but well, they must have a certain level of determination, if they chose the path of a guard rather then being a star.”
She tried to smile. “Well, I believe he’ll succeed.”
She made a noise, taking another bite of cheese fry. She noted how they didn’t really even talk. He must have ordered that same meal often. Seamed he visited a lot.
“Thats-well, if that did happen, he’d certainly be well known. Famous even, or at least a footnote in our history books. But seams like there’s lots of other ways to get famous, too. Ways that don’t rely on being lucky enough to find a human, and lucky enough to capture one. I mean, that robot seams pretty famous-Metta something?
She nodded once. “well, its-still nice. At least, thats a stable job. You’re brother-well i’m sure he’ll be able to join the royal guard eventually. I mean, I never met him-was there a job he was trying to get? One of the fighting classes, or one of the provisioners? Scouts, maybe?”
She watched as the other left, and nodded her head once.”I mean-he sounds pretty great. Love to meet him, sometime. But-well, its hard to say that it’s never been needed. The capital can get a bit-rough at times. Never so bad as some of the stories ya hear from the books that fall from the surface. But–well, it’s worrying. It worries me, at least…”
*well, i’m hoping my bro ends up being a sentry
*stayin’ out of harm’s way, ya know?
*but… ah…
*he seems more set on a fighting position
*not to say that he’ll do poorly, i doubt that, but…
*i don’t want him gettin’ hurt, ya know?
[The skeleton shrugs, seeming more unsure than ever. It was clear that he wanted his brother’s happiness, but at what cost? The bartender stepped out of the back room, setting a plate of fries in front of the elemental before going back to cleaning various cups and shot glasses. Strange how a flaming man can serve such flammable food without burning down the place…]
*he is great, he’s the coolest dude i know
*it always amazes me how he’s able to put on a smile like that, even when the world is crumbling
*heh…
There was a brief crackle of electricity, and she nodded her head. “I-I mean, I agree with that. I can understand a bit too. There’s a certain...’glory’ that’s pushed for the fighters. Maybe. Ya’ see it in human’s stories all the time. The old war hero, or the guy out for revenge. Not saying I agree with it-but I can see why it might appeal to someone. I don’t know if i’ll be able to avoid the fight, but I can’t say that life’s appealin’ to me.”
She shook her head. “with any luck though, he won’t get hurt.”
She wasn’t aware of the complete situation. She assumed this skeleton’s brother enjoyed battle itself, to some extent.
She smiled at the fries, taking a quick bite-and promptly burning the roof of her mouth. “oh--oh wow. It’s-its delicious...”she gasped between breaths. Maybe no one saw?
She nodded once. “well, its-still nice. At least, thats a stable job. You’re brother-well i’m sure he’ll be able to join the royal guard eventually. I mean, I never met him-was there a job he was trying to get? One of the fighting classes, or one of the provisioners? Scouts, maybe?”
She watched as the other left, and nodded her head once.”I mean-he sounds pretty great. Love to meet him, sometime. But-well, its hard to say that it’s never been needed. The capital can get a bit-rough at times. Never so bad as some of the stories ya hear from the books that fall from the surface. But--well, it’s worrying. It worries me, at least...”
“I-I mean it is nice. Well-its one of the nicer places. I do like all the bioillumi-bio–all the shiny light glowy things.” She briefly wondered if ‘glowy’ was a word. Well it-it probably wasn’t, but maybe the skeleton wouldn’t notice.
She followed the other inside. The bar-certainly was warm. Far warmer then it was outside. Lively too-what with the dogs playing poker and duck chatting at the bar.
“Ah. Thats–thats great. I-I mostly just do odd jobs. People wanting to recharge their supplies when camping. People needing a bit more help to carry things when moving…its. Well theres not much work around the capital. Not stable work at least”
*yeah…
*but it’s easy enough to get work if you know undyne and mettaton
*i’ve got guard’s stations all over the underground, which i guess is good
*kinda wish my bro had gotten the job rather than me, but hey, what can ya do?
[He walked to the bar, several patrons turning to greet him as he passed by. The bartender was a fire elemental. He looked up from the cup he’d been cleaning, his only sign of movement being the glasses tilting upwards. He looked interested in zappy’s appearance. He crackled lightly; A greeting, perhaps?]
*heya grillbz
*zappy, you want anything?
She was quiet for a moment, listening to the other’s words.
“Maybe. Mettaton-well, his work’s caused...other issues. Hard to start a company and hope to compete. But he’s certainly a fine entertainer. Not so sure about Undyne though. Does she hire solders, or does she just manage them after the king hires them? I’m not to sure on the chain of command, there.
“shame about your’ brother. Hopefully he’ll get the job next time? ...I.” Was that the right thing to say? She-she really didn’t know.
“ah-hello?...Cheese fries I guess. I-I heard they were good.” She wasn’t sure what to make of the fire elemental. Still, he at least seamed friendly enough. “is-that okay?”
“I-I mean it is nice. Well-its one of the nicer places. I do like all the bioillumi-bio--all the shiny light glowy things.” She briefly wondered if ‘glowy’ was a word. Well it-it probably wasn’t, but maybe the skeleton wouldn’t notice.
She followed the other inside. The bar-certainly was warm. Far warmer then it was outside. Lively too-what with the dogs playing poker and duck chatting at the bar.
“Ah. Thats--thats great. I-I mostly just do odd jobs. People wanting to recharge their supplies when camping. People needing a bit more help to carry things when moving...its. Well theres not much work around the capital. Not stable work at least”