* The plushy is approached.
* The hands hold the plushy tenderly. It's like they've been meaning to do this their entire life. They run their fingers through its hair and wipe its tears with gentle motions.
YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN ABANDONED
EVEN WHEN IT FEELS LIKE SO
EVEN IN YOUR DARKEST MOMENTS
I KNOW
I KNOW
IT CANNOT BE HELPED
AND PLEASE ACCEPT MY HUMBLE
HUMBLE
APOLOGIES* The nothingness rumbles. It is a chuckle.
* The plushy shakes its head.
NO?
THERE IS NOTHING YOU WANT?
NOTHING YOU MISS?* Once again, the plushy shakes its head, certain of its decision. He slumps his shoulders, patient.
UNDERSTOOD.
OFTENTIMES THE IMPERFECTIONS ARE
WHAT MAKES THINGS PERFECT
ARE THEY NOT?=======================
* There is a broken down puppet here.
* Hands cradle him gently, as to not disturb his peaceful sleep.
* Another pair prods at him, softly, measuring parts and running their fingers on his damaged bits, as if assessing them.
* Elsewhere, they are building another.
His eyes blink open and shift around the room. Yeah this might as well happen huh.
* In here, his voice is bigger, louder, more projected than it is over the phone. It also comes from everywhere.
* The hands finally touch the permafrost on the side of Frozen's entire body. They test its strength.
THIS WILL NOT DO
NOT DO AT ALL
* They pry the ice away, slowly, delicately, like breaking a piece of crust from a pastry. The ice falls... Well it falls somewhere. The darkness consumes it. It doesn't grow back.
And hurt it does. No matter how slowly you pull a bandage off, it always seems to sting.
I THINK OF IT AS A [external cooling device] HEAHEAHEA!!!* An empty, half built mannequin is brought from infinity. Another two or three sets of hands starts working on it, pulling tools from the nothingness.
He attempts to sit down in the void. It's unsettling.
WELL IF YOU NEED ANY [F1] OR ANYTHING. I CAN UH.
WELL I HAVE BEEN [nominated for best] PUPPET TO KEEP AROUND FOR COMPANY!!!!!* The hands have been hard at work the entire day. They've carved out a person out of an empty vessel.
* They rooted hairs carefully. They measured proportions wisely. They painted nails gently.
* The hands dress the body up to specifications they knew would be desired. And then...
* They dust themselves off, and one of them points at Frozen.
THIS VESSEL IS DEEMED
FINISHED* One of the hands faze through Frozen's chest, and from it, take the piece of ice that he's been using as a heart.
* They dip it into the nothingness, let it be consumed by darkness... And it changes texture and viscosity, wrapping and dripping and flaking around it.
* It turns into a thick layer of dust around the heart. The hands brush it off... Revealing a brass heart underneath. Another hand runs the void dust from its fingers, grinding it against them from the top of the heart upwards, and creates a chain.
* The new heart-in-a-chain is gently placed inside the vessel's chest. Another hand douses two fingers in the black tar of the empty space, and runs them along the closed opening of the chest. It binds it together, inside. The heart would never leave its place.
NOW.
IS IT TO YOUR SPECIFICATIONS?* The entire void rumbles, like a building settling in place. It chuckles.
IT IS SUPPOSED SO
NOW.
SHALL WE?* The nothingness laughs. The essence of his being is swapped from one body to the other.
IT IS YOURS.
IT IS YOU.
REJOICE.* There is a woman here.
Her eyes are closed. She is waiting for the inevitable.
* There's the sound of wind in the air, coming from everywhere, and going nowhere. Or perhaps those are waves. The sounds mix themselves together.
* The environment rumbles.
* A claw gently taps on the space in her chest that kept her soul.
* The yellow heart flickers to light, pulsating with her heartbeat.
ARE YOU
AWAKE?She looks to her Soul. Strings are connected to her chassis.
* The claw tugs at the strings, like playing a string instrument.
SOULS ARE STRUNG TO OTHER SOULS
AND TO OTHER ESSENCES
TO CUT THOSE TIES IS
VERY
VERY
TRAGIC
WOULD IT NOT?* A hand cradles the back of her head.
* Another, holds her back.
* The darkness embraces her with warmth.
ONE WHO IS NOT HEALED THEMSELVES CAN HARDLY HEAL OTHERS
BUT UNTIL YOU ARE
AND UNTIL YOU ACCEPT AND TREASURE IT
YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO
IT DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE
SELFISH
IT DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE
UNWORTHY OF LOVE
IT JUST MEANS YOU ARE
HURTEsther curls up in his arms. She's close to tears again.
But how in the world can I accept this? I made myself a monster.
She's about to respond. She's about to say how much kinder they are, how much nicer they are than she could ever be.
Those thoughts are rubbish. Even Esther can see that now.
* Nothing around her feels like the comforting lap of an older relative.
I'm just...scared.
...Is it strange? That after everything, this is the body I still want to have? That the body that's caused so much pain is the only one I really feel at home at?
* There is a shift in the environment around her.
* Not much further away, a chair and a table float.
* It is set for tea.
DO MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE
DEAR "ESTHER"
WHENEVER YOU ARE READY
YOU WILL BE RETURNEDShe walks across to the table. She hasn’t…walked yet in her Neo form. Shambled, yes, but never an actual walk. It’s awkward. It’s…kinda funny.
And for a good few who knows how long it is in the Void, Esther feels just a little bit more at peace.
Esther's sitting at the tea table, kicking her legs, scratching short little phrases into the void before they eventually dissipate. She's thinking.
She's not as startled by his presence as she thought she'd be.
At least the pep in her voice's back.
* A pen and a notepad gently fade in on the table
A FAIR DEALShe fumbles with the pen in her claws, before realizing she's too big to handle it. Sighing, she compresses.
She never realized how sore she felt when leaving Neo.
She groans
She smiles faintly.
A smile grows on her face.
She doesn't even register the life expectancy comment before reaching out to hug...nothing. Right. She's in the Void.
She guffaws. It's the lamest laugh in the world. A type of laugh she's stopped herself from using since she was a kid.
It's hers.
And it slows just a tiny bit as a realization hits.
She has an idea. She goes back to the table and starts scribbling things down frantically.
…And she’s finished. She taps the notepad on the table and smiles.
She gets up from the table.
She sighs in relief.
She waves
* There is not a woman here.
he falls down in a heap, his guitar making a loud TWAANNgGgG
HUOGH GEEZ. OWIE.He helps himself and Skunkton land gently
He lands on his feet. The CAT element blesses him again.
he gives a shaking thumbs up and wheezes
I’m GoOD bUdDYSpamton looks to the left. Looks to the right. Then he starts moving up and down in place. It’s a dedicated speedrun strat.
His entire color scheme looks considerably muted here. It doesn't seem that he's noticing it, nor does it affect anyone else
OKAY SO WHAT [Right now]?Finally slay
]hahahhahaa hole
he rolls up his sleeves
He starts digging in the void dirt…it feels very voidy under his nails.
he shrugs
I mean he said we need a hole…He’s still moving up and down in place trust me guys this speedrun strat works you gotta believe ME
he looks up and sees the hole
Huh…ok, everyone who doesn’t have wings. I think I’ve got an idea…if we all just stack on top of each other real tall….so many nanaimo and caulk fall on frozen immediately
also drops on Frozen
neverending caulk falls on frozen.
FATALITY
the caulk stops, now is replaces with smaller, mushier nanaimo bars
he waves up
HEY NEW GUY! GRAB SOME CAULK TA HELP FILL THIS HOLE! SO WE CAN GET OUT!shouting
I'M JUST A LITTLE GUY, WHAT DO YOU EXPECT FROM ME?* A disembodied hand grabs Frozen. He squeaks like a toy.
He grips Sera's shoulder gently
Come on* The hand releases Frozen, goes up into the air and makes a downwards motion with its fingers spread out.
* A ladder appears, leading up to the entrance of the hole.
HOWEVER
PLEASE DO NOT:
* There is garbage noise.
UNDERSTOOD?He picks up Sera with ease, and starts to climb the ladder
Climbs.
He climbs up, ignoring Sera's attempts at being ominous, he's almost out of the hole
He is wiggling like insane
he attempts to shake Gaster’s hand but phases right through him
…well, if ya ever meet my skeleton feel free t say hi! Seeya! he climbs the caulk pile
He pushes and finally gets out of the hole, with Sera
The heart smacks him upside the head. Get out of the hole you idiot.
Theyre gone
lol
He floats away in the void.
He floats away in the void.
there is a radio here.
* Silvio's hair gets coated in darkness and slips right off his head
* When everyone leaves
* And everything is gone
* Only nothingness remains.