#event empatheorem

[undyingjustice]

as you’ve done to others, you’d have us do to you the same

One moment, Undyne’s halfway pulled a knife out from where it’s wedged between a flat tire and an ironically placed trash can. It’s terribly rusty, and entirely lacking a handle. But she’s recovered blades in worse shape from worse garbage dumps.

The next moment, she’s... indoors? It’s like a really small version of a really big building, which is just weird in general. And she feels weird, too. She’s always been made of magic, but the city has limited it: there’s no manifesting it outside of herself, here.

Now, though? She feels her magic so strongly that it threatens to overwhelm her. It’s familiar yet foreign, like if your blood was always tea and then it suddenly turned to coffee. 

Almost on instinct, she reaches out a hand to manifest her newly (re?)claimed magic, and that’s not her hand.

Lightning forms in an unnatural line from her outstretched hand, trying and failing to conform to the shape of her usual spears. Constantly trying to burst from its own outline, unlike the usual, sharply-defined silhouettes of her own bullet patterns. ...Not that there’s much time to notice all that.

Her own startlement launches the lightning-spear into the nearest wall, and it tears straight through. The wall crumbles around the now-dissipated magic, opening a hole into another room.

“Holy--” she gasps before she can finish. That’s... not her voice. “What’s... happening.” It’s a familiar voice, though.

And so there she is: frozen in place, staring at this wreckage she’s made inside someone else’s home. Trying to get a hold on the immense amount of power she’s come into temporary possession of, before there can be a repeat of the disaster.

[forsakenpumpkin]

Someone that most would recognize as “Piper” is staggering down the street. As if she were unfamiliar with having legs, or something. How strange.

As the body’s current occupant, Besty makes his way to a streetlamp and clutches onto it for dear life. He calls out to the nearest passerby, “Why is walking so much harder than it looks!!!”

[undyingjustice]

@lackofoxxygen

They’re wrestling. This fight didn’t start too formally (not that many of them do), driven on more by back-and-forth provocations than actual reason. But it’s escalated into the physical, and nobody’s backed off yet.

They’re starting to learn each other’s tricks, too, which is what makes it so goddamn hard to get a proper grip for her favorite move. But this time she manages, not without taking a hit to the face in the process.

She links her arms around his waist, and arches backwards to flip him over--

And then her head hits the floor. And she’s upside-down. Somehow, she’s the one being suplexed?

“What the hell?!”

[forsakenpumpkin]

@cephalone​

Oh, no. It’s happened again. He knows the instant that he realizes his feet are on the ground, because he doesn’t have feet. At least it’s a little easier to stay standing, between his short periods of practice and the fact that this body feels a little more... what, stable? Solid? Something like that.

He’s surrounded by ice walls and ice sculptures, and a few other folks amidst them, but... not his own body, inconveniently. This isn’t where he was before the swap, anyway.

So, dealing with all of the awkward angles he has to put his arms at (and the stiffness of those joints, which is unique to this body), he pats himself down until, thankfully, getting ahold of a phone in his coat pocket.

from: Cephalon Ordis to: Thebestmaster

[txt] > hey, whoever!!

[txt] > you’re in my body? or at least you should be

[txt] > don’t mess with my hat

[forsakenpumpkin]

“PLEASE TELL ME THAT’S NORMAL NIGHTMARE KNIGHT???”

[sotouso]

@rewindibility​ 

After being back in his body from the previous swap with Maki, Kokichi thought that he had the weirdest experience already behind him. Though, the thought of that quickly disappeared once he woke up in another girl’s body. This time it was even a kid! A kid that he knew even, it was Eri! 

Well, this wasn’t really fun. He would welcome being a kid again, if it was with his own body, but knowing Eri and also the fact that she seemed to him like a fragile girl, made him remember that he can’t be as easy going as he used to be. Not that he’d make that train of thought obvious to others, but still...

Of course, the next smart step would be to look for the little girl. Who knew how she would feel in his older body after all. Fortunately, Eri didn’t really leave his place, so he could find her easily as soon as he went over.

“No worries, Eri-chan! You have nothing to worry about as long as you’re in my body! I’m super strong after all!” It was a lie, though his body should be tougher than hers, in his opinion. Unfortunately, he was aware that this whole body swap also would bring along some kind of memories from the other. Oof, he really didn’t want the girl to remember anything about his past, especially the killing game related memories. 

“Eri-chan, if you see some weird pictures in your head or somethin’ like that, just ignore it, ‘kay? It’s part of the weird cold that made us end up like that!” Another lie. But since he already remembered a few things inside of her body about her, he only could assume that she maybe did have already a similar experience. “Nee-heehee, I’m sure we’ll be fit and all healthy again in no time! Hey, maybe you should go to bed and take a nap, so you’ll feel better even sooner!” Kokichi just didn’t want her to remember anything about him, really.

[undyingjustice]

(order of Undyne’s empatheorem threads so far, for ref)

with Steve (as Steve)

with the Nightmare Knight (as the Nightmare Knight)

[forsakenpumpkin]

(Order of Besty’s empatheorem threads so far, for ref)

with Nightmare!Mew (as self)

with Yomiel (as Piper)

with Piper (as Piper)

with MM Link (as MM Link)

with Ordis (as Ordis)

with Ammutseba (as Ammutseba)