Test Drive Meme

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Test Drive Meme

Prompts Arrival: So you've just arrived in Nyoi-Cho. Congratulations! You must be so excited about having your wish granted. Or maybe you're upset that the result wasn't quite what you expected? If that's the case, then that's too bad! There are no take backs and no redoes, so you're stuck with what you have! Maybe you should have been more careful about how you worded that wish... Oh well. There's no use in dwelling on it. You're a magi now, and that means adjusting to a whole new lifestyle! Maybe one of the townspeople can help you out. Only... they're acting a bit strangely, aren't they? They're all too happy to show you around, but there's something unsettling about the way they're behaving. Almost cheerfully dissonant. Any questions about the history of the town are met with blank stares and brief silence, before they plaster a smile onto their faces and change the subject. Any attempts to tell them about your duties as a magi or anything else that relates to the magical will get similar reactions. Isn't there anyone normal here that you can talk to at all? Home Improvement: The houses that the magi are given access to really are something, aren't they? There's almost no limit to what they can do! Why don't you create the house of your dreams, or maybe recreate and relive your favorite childhood scenes? Invite some spectators over to marvel! A Corrupted Soul Gem: You neglected to take care of your soul gem, and now you don't feel quite yourself anymore. You feel like you're losing your sense of self - all you seem to be able to focus on is your old regrets and past failures. What's happening to you? A Successful Mission: Congratulations! You met up with your first Witch, and you fought valiantly. For your efforts, you've been awarded a grief seed - and with it, access to a brand new power! What sort of power did you get? Is it a useful one, or is it not so useful? Maybe you've mastered it beautifully, and now you're showing off to all of your friends. Maybe you're having a hard time keeping it under wraps, and now you're wreaking havoc across the town without meaning to! A Dreadful Nightmare: You had an absolutely horrid day. As you drift off to sleep, your mind dwells on all the injustices you've had to endure. In response, your bed swallows you up, and your room shifts into a horrific Nightmarescape. What sort of Nightmare are you? What kind of Nightmarescape do you create? Hopefully your fellow magi can stop you before you cause too much damage! Wildcard: Feel free to use any information from the FAQ or the World Info page to make your own prompt!

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[guardimom]

[Toriel sobs and closes the distance, dropping down to embrace her son.]

My Asriel...I may not be able to make another wish, but I will do everything in my power not to waste the time we have.

[unblooming]

[ He doesn't hug her back immediately, stiffening at first, and staring. Because it's been far too wrong, and he still doesn't feel like any of this is right, but... in the end, much of him is still a child, and eventually, he can only collapse into his mother's embrace.

He is... very tired.

He is not empty anymore, mostly. Even if his soul was in a container now, he was still feeling things. And he could feel her caring for him. And that... that was... so much more than he'd had in such a long time. ]

I-I'm sorry...

[ It's fumbled out of his mouth before he can really consider what he's saying, what he's actually apologizing for, or if she will even understand why, but he is crying, already. He'd always been such a crybaby. This... hasn't changed. He'd told himself he'd grown up, but maybe he hasn't grown up at all. ]

[guardimom]

Whatever are you sorry for, my child? I am the one who failed to protect you.

But I will not repeat this.

[She should not burden him with her failure, she corrects herself. Toriel holds him tightly, fervently swearing on everything she has to make the most of this time.]

[unblooming]

N-no... no, it's my fault... you don't understand.

[ It's really, definitely his fault. If only he hadn't been so easily tricked. Or maybe the better thing to think would be, if only he'd allowed his sibling to take them over, to kill those humans, maybe his family would've been freed and happy?

... But would his mom have been? He's not sure. He doesn't know. What's right? What's wrong? He agonizes over the choices he made back then, still. ]

[guardimom]

Can you help me understand?

[She hates to see her child hurting after all of this. There's so much she doesn't know...]

[unblooming]

[ ... He... he doesn't know how to respond at first. Except with this: ]

You'd hate me. ... You might hate them, too. I can't... I can't.

[ ... Even now, even though some part of him is TERRIFIED of Chara, he can't let anyone hate his sibling. ]