I actually envisioned something like this happening. Like the pandemic, riots, and protests that is all occurring right now. I saw visions of all of this happening 2 years ago. I just didn’t think this would happen all too soon or as early as 2020. But yeah pls just let the world end now, I’m ready to get out of this shithole.
“I’ve been told numerous times that I’m mad. People like to shout it at me.”
It will be nice to be alone with my thoughts
What Lives in the Wires
Lost to the dark and reclaimed by time, the imposing face of a monument built to both beauty and ego stood in dreadful silence, doors gaping in a silent scream, many windows blank and shattered, staring into the heaving, deadly mist that spewed from it in tumultuous waves with the eyes of a rotted corpse.
Mettaton’s shrine to both himself and the world of entertainment was a husk of its former self, and now stood as the only barrier between the rest of the Underground and the inner workings of the grand and terrible machine that towered over it, casting an unmoving shade across the fields of lava, the columns of rock and cliffs of volcanic glass, and the empty, collapsing homes of forgotten monsters all.
The CORE would not be forgotten, though, and would not be silent.
It clanked and groaned and whined, a hulking beast in the throes of death. Pipes burst and fell to become slag in the lava it fed from, releasing screaming vents of steam to join the howls of pain and hunger staining the arid, dry winds of Hotland.
Within it grew a danger none knew but all should fear, and grew deadlier each and every day…
Yet through the meandering and endless hallways crawled the last vestige of beauty that remained in the Underground, unheeding of the danger posed him and quite content to remain. Radiation had no effect on him, after all… he had nothing to fear from corruption or disfigurement.
He was barely alive to begin with.
“Aaaaaaaand now it’s time… for the Mettaton Show! With your host and role model, Mettaton!”
I was born with a dick in my brain, yeah fucked in the head.
Tremere be like: I’m a tremere
What’s the song you listen to when the madness hits just right? Mine is War Zone Urchin by Jazmin Bean.