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subnautica2016-09-20 12:44 pm
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a spectral latte
A: Pre-Show
The resent tall, shiny, sexy robot entertainer of the base seems to be chiding a mug on the counter of the dining area. Not in a mean way, no - his tone suggests a firmness, but a firm encouragement. A soft order, perhaps. Not a command, but a hard suggestion.
He stands, bendy robot arms bent, hands on his hips. A power stance. The stance of a businessman, and superstar, used to giving orders.
"This will be a neat little stage trick! I promise!"
B: Show Time!
As they have been doing intermittently (and without total routine, as the pair have been working on other projects), the pair have taken center "stage" of the dining area. Mettaton sings his usual set - campy high energy song, followed by a softer song about being THE BEST, followed by a softer, sad ballad about being locked in a dungeon (???). His co-star, the large, sheet-like ghost of the base, hums a sorrowful, haunting back melody behind him.
The resent tall, shiny, sexy robot entertainer of the base seems to be chiding a mug on the counter of the dining area. Not in a mean way, no - his tone suggests a firmness, but a firm encouragement. A soft order, perhaps. Not a command, but a hard suggestion.
He stands, bendy robot arms bent, hands on his hips. A power stance. The stance of a businessman, and superstar, used to giving orders.
"This will be a neat little stage trick! I promise!"
B: Show Time!
As they have been doing intermittently (and without total routine, as the pair have been working on other projects), the pair have taken center "stage" of the dining area. Mettaton sings his usual set - campy high energy song, followed by a softer song about being THE BEST, followed by a softer, sad ballad about being locked in a dungeon (???). His co-star, the large, sheet-like ghost of the base, hums a sorrowful, haunting back melody behind him.
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Much, much better. It would be a great show then. They could linger in the background and just mix the sound and be mostly ignored. Much better.
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"Oh... do you think so?" They certainly liked working with Mettaton - it was a real honour to be allowed to do it. There was just always that worry that they weren't good enough.
"Cool... thanks... it's a shame Shyren isn't here, she has a nice voice for backup singing... but I'll keep doing my best. I guess?"
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"That's all anyone can ask of another person, I think... Doing their best. If you do that... then I think everything will be fine."
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But the point was: he did what he could, and it worked. A person like that had a lot of charm to them. It made Napstablook want to do a little better, even if only vicariously.
"So... as his bandmate... I've got to do that, too..."
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"I'd... kind of like that... I'm not the most exciting person, though. Sorry."
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They were the only remaining ghost back home, of course, but that still didn't qualify in their mind. Most people were much more exciting than they were. You didn't have to be Undyne or Mettaton to be cooler than Napstablook.
Humans, in and of themselves, were still pretty novel to this little ghost.
"I mean... you could say that about you too..."
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"Oh, no no no! I'm really dull! People have actually ignored me... I'm not special."
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They, for their part, didn't sound at all defensive. Just like it was a part of themself that they had accepted. They also didn't at all try to assure her she wasn't. Why bother? She knew herself better than Napstablook knew her. That would be rude.
"I'm glad I got to talk to a nice person anyway..."
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... She didn't realize that was her. Mikan. Honey.
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