PAPER ROBLOX: TRUE SOULS AU
WARNING: SUPER FREAKING LONG AND ALSO PROBABLY REALLY BAD BECAUSE IM MENTALLY ILL AND I SUCK AT WRITING
”They always said, you can die a hero or live long enough to become a villain. But of course, I’m no hero. No, I never was. I could never be.”
[graduation photo of Claire]
“I’m just a regular mayor. I have no ‘special power’ or a way of saving others. I just watch the world do its own thing, and let it be saved by those with the ability to.”
[Claire is standing by a window, looking outside, there is Protagonist, watering the bushes]
“Being a hero is such a special thing. Everyone looks up to you like their saviour, keeping the world at peace and the monsters at bay. The heroes always win, they say. But how long will it be until ‘always’ ends...?”
Claire: aaAAUGGGGHHH!!
[Claire slams the desk with her fists, yelling angrily. She hides her head with her arms as Postman immediately walked into the room]
Postman: Miss...? Are you alright?
[Postman began walking over to Claire’s table as she brought her head up to look at him]
Claire: Postman... I didn’t mean to worry you, sorry.
Postman: Mayor, you’ve been like this for weeks now. You know it’s not something you should just keep to yourself...
[Claire frowned at Postman, sighing before eventually smiling]
Claire: You always worry, don’t you, Postman? You get yourself carried away by thinking more about others than yourself, heh! I’m fine, I assure you.
[Postman gave an uncertain frown, and Claire would notice quickly]
Claire: ... Come on, Postman. You’re giving me that look again.
Postman: You do exactly that, Mayor. You never care for yourself the way you do for others. I’m just looking out for you, Miss.
Claire: I know, I know... It’s just... You know, being a mayor and everything is just a lot of work, you know?
Postman: ...
Claire: ... That’s it, Postman. That’s all I’m worried about. There’s nothing more about me.
Postman: You say that all the time. Maybe work is stressful, but there’s more than that. I can tell. You’ve been acting like this since the world was saved.
Claire: When you put it that way...
[Claire stands up, giving Postman a very upset look]
Claire: You’re making it seem like I’m a bad guy who’s unhappy the world was saved.
Postman: ... I know. I’m sorry.
[Claire shudders while Postman looks down, arms crossed.]
Claire: ... Have you been talking to Aaron again...? You know I told you not to listen to his stupid rambling, right?
[Postman looked back up at Claire]
Postman: He knows more about this world than we do, Mayor. He may be a bother at the worst times, but he’s been my best friend since we were kids. Look, that’s not the point right now. I’m just worried for you, please take care of yourself.
[Postman made a turn, walking out to the exit. As the door opened, a glimpse of green was seen right before it closed. Claire grumbled, looking down at her desk.]
Claire: that stupid narrator has no idea what he’s doing.
[She stands up, walking out the same way Postman did. Both Postman and Aaron were nowhere to be seen. The robloxians were just roaming about, going on with their days like usual. Claire sighs, walking off. Seems like she was going out for a long walk, out of Cutout Town. Where could she really go though? After all the revamps, she hasn’t gotten used to the town since. She decides to just go on a straight path, so she can just go straight back without getting lost later.... Hopefully...]
[She was staring down at the ground, pondering over the town and what she’s supposed to be doing. She hasn’t done anything useful in so long, it’s like the world didn’t even need her. Without realising, she walked deep into an unknown forest, out of sight from all the robloxians around]
Claire: There’s no use for a mayor... As long as the heroes are there, they’re all everyone needs. Someone to save them and bring joy and peace. That’s it, isn’t it? For all these times without the heroes, I did as much as I could for everyone... All I could do was give everyone hope... But now I feel as though I’m losing hope for myself...
[She looks up. Where was she? She hadn’t a clue.]
Claire: ... This wasn’t here before... Where am I...?
[She looked around, analysing her whereabouts. She turned around, seeing as the exit of the forest was a long way away. She walked in a straight line, surely she could just walk straight back, right? So that’s what she did...]
[But it felt like she was going elsewhere... No signs of Cutout Town was anywhere, and the trees were so crowded and hard to see through. Claire surely couldn’t be lost... But of course she was. All the while she was wandering, she was straying further away from home]
Claire: Come on, Claire! How hard could finding home be? It should just be around this corner-!
[Claire would be cut off as she made a turn, tripping over some rocks on the floor and tumbling down a smooth slope. It’d only be a few seconds when she stopped stumbling, getting up to see herself in front of a very... Unique plant. Whatever it was, Claire had never seen it before. She approached the plant, but kept a distance in case of danger. The plant gave... A very strange aura... So cryptic yet... Welcoming... Claire’s eyes were on the plant, glued. Her mind went almost blank, with nothing more but a single train of thought... Was there a piece missing from her? The whole reason she’s never felt so important? ... And did the plant have anything to do with it...?]
[Claire stood closer to the plant. Her hand slowly moved towards it, without even a shudder. She finally took hold of the plant, and suddenly it entangled itself around her hand, her wrist, and past her arm. It felt nice, like it was embracing Claire gently. The plant finally found it’s way behind her ear, and a sweet pastel green flower petal or two sprouted out. Claire couldn’t see it, but she could feel it, and she had not felt any better. Her eyes widened with the sweet feeling, and she’d look around her surroundings again. She had a slight smile before running a certain direction, finally finding herself back in Cutout Town.]
[Nobody noticed her running out of the forest, nor did they even see her walk past them. But it seemed like Claire didn’t care. She just walked to the fountain, looking down at the water to see her reflection. Her eyes shone so brightly, and the petals behind her ear gave a nice look to her. She looked back up, seeing Aaron floating in the air, legs crossed]
Aaron: Howdy, Clairey. What you been up to?
[She didn’t respond. She just gave him a smile, but rather a friendly one, it gave off a... threatening feeling. Aaron furrowed his brows, raising on confused]
Aaron: ... You know... You can’t do any harm to a narrator, so whatever it is you’re thinking... It’s probably not going to work...
[Aaron would let out a quiet chuckle before his smile instantly fell]
Aaron: ... Speaking of which, what are you actually thinking...? Something’s blocking my way of reading your mind...
[Claire’s smile widened, and her eyes began glowing more. It started becoming... Very unsettling. Aaron would begin standing in the air, floating a little further away from Claire]
Aaron: ... You’re... Not Claire... Are you...?