metalcrusher: Mettaton lounging in front of a laptop, wearing a sheer, pink, sexy robe. It's as bad as it sounds. (LOCAL METTATON VERY RICH,FAMOUS,GORGEOUS)

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[personal profile] metalcrusher 2020-03-05 12:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Being Bonded to someone who feels so passionately about something, and so full of despair, sometimes brings a person to think about that thing with a bit more focus. It probably doesn't help matters when Mettaton accidentally swings into a mode of thinking where he views the offer to think about a "compromise" as a promise, which are impossible for a Puca to defy.

He doesn't always think that way. But when he gets ahead of himself, sometimes he does. Mettaton isn't the greatest at compromise, finding that he's far better at definite solutions and decisive action.

In the vaguest terms, Mettaton feels he requires a complete picture so as to understand the nature of this tragedy. The original reason for summoning forth a god, because what would be the point of fixing ("fixing") anything if the original problem went unnoticed? Whatever it was, it required a god's intervention. That says something.]


Hey there, darling! I've been doing some thinking, about that compromise. The one where your beloved people are saved... While keeping the fascinating life resulting of your broken star alive. But I feel I'm lacking some details that would truly make an effective, lasting solution... If it could even come about.

Will you indulge me, gorgeous?
metalcrusher: Mettaton raising a finger while holding a sheet of paper in front of him, a la his quiz show. (BUT CAN YOU GET THIS ONE???)

[personal profile] metalcrusher 2020-03-05 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Perhaps originally, Mettaton was more fixated on the idea of saving the mortals. He is just as hung up on that idea, finding some way to dissuade Emet-Selch from feeling like this plan was the only way. If he remembers being here after all, who knows? A sweet compromise might be to remember those who he bonded with here, who possessed those incomplete souls he held with such contempt. Surely, their lives are worth preserving; and if they exist, others like them should, too, in Mettaton's mind.

The more he dwells on any one compromise, however, the more it dissatisfies the robot. It's not enough. There's a part of him sympathetic to Emet-Selch's plight, as distant in the past as it is and as impossible as it would be to truly fix in the future. Would that he could simply move on, but that's clearly not something he can do.]


You never know, beautiful. It might be exactly what I need to come up with one of my patented perfect ideas.

Why did you originally require Zodiark's aid? You mentioned a disaster... But what sort of disaster requires the summon of a god? And one who would require such a significant sacrifice, at that... How tragic.
metalcrusher: Mettaton's battle sprite. He is holding a microphone in front of him and waving with his left hand. (LET'S START WITH AN EASY ONE!!)

[personal profile] metalcrusher 2020-03-05 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[And with such a lengthy explanation, he can't help but wonder what that noise was. But Emet-Selch doesn't seem to understand it, either. It's a disturbing result it has, and it's precisely the answer he was looking for: if there were any focus to be placed on saving Amaurot, it would require making sure that disaster can't come to pass.

At first, Mettaton knows he's only entertaining his new ideal solution as a "what-if, in-a-perfect-world," approach. He wants to know what would need fixing if one could simply wish it, or hope for it. After all, who knows what opportunities Geardagas has in store for them? But as he reads down his description, something truly awe-inducing strikes him. If he ever wondered why or how his own world was met by a perfect solution, why, there was only one way, even if nobody could remember it clearly! It was written on the walls, literally. When a problem necessitates a god's intervention, you just spend millennia trying to get a god, after all.

Mettaton's reply is delayed, but perhaps not as much as it could have been, if he were stumped.]


So Zodiark saved your people. And then, a select few of your people chose to create yet another god, as though fearing him. The one whose name I can't recall as clearly!

But do I have it correctly, that all you need is a god?
[This phrasing. "All he needs," like gods are dime-a-dozen.] One who can rewrite reality, undo the damage done, deal with the source of that sound, and not provoke your people to summon a second god?
metalcrusher: Mettaton holding a microphone close while pointing dramatically. (IIIIIIIT'S SHOWTIME!!!)

[personal profile] metalcrusher 2020-03-05 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Writing's a good way to keep one's thoughts in order, but Mettaton hardly needs it, finds himself drawn to face-to-face, no matter how accustomed he is to writing down all of his thoughts. And though his newest solution is amorphous in form, he's excitable, and needs to be excited at Emet-Selch. In person.]

Stay home, darling. [what are the chances that he's not at home.] This is your warning that I'm coming over. I've just had a terrifying thought. A far-fetched one, perhaps, but one so terrifying that I can't stop smiling.
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-05 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Boxes don't smile, and they're also hindered by basic city obstacles, like stairs. Would that he still had the use of rockets! Aefenglom's awful this way, restricting resources and power so, and that's about to be another of his major complaints today. But at least Mettaton has this body, in proper working order, all things considered.

When he shows, he does the exact same shit he does every time he arrives somewhere with a goal in mind, and that is to simply bust the door open, because it's in his way.

Once again, his luck must be at play, because the door only swings open with force. It does not break. Someday, it surely will: he did kick it, after all, and with legs like those... Nobody should want to be at the other end of that. Not even a door. The robotic Puca all but leaps inside. He could wreck this place, but he doesn't.

If Emet-Selch is still up in his room, he's only treated to all of this noise. The moment Mettaton finds him, he regards him with a lively stare and a smile. ...At least that new glass is installed, crystal clear and demonstrating that pink glow of his core.]


Hades-darling! There you are! How are you feeling?

{And even though he's just completed being ridiculous, his expression even makes way for fondness. He couldn't forget how it feels to close in on his Bonded like this. He enjoys being in his immediate presence.]
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-05 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[He motions toward Emet-Selch with an open palm and a nod.]

Ah, yes. You cut right to the heart of the matter. I like that.

[Mettaton wanders near, eager to close the distance; he loops his arms about Emet-Selch's shoulders loosely, leaning over to rest his chin against the Ascian's shoulder. The amount of satisfaction he gets out of this is ridiculous, he thinks, but it must make sense. Not only is he Bonded, but he's attached to him. He's quick to lean in and kiss him against his neck, that place he favors. Look, it's affection again; Mettaton hums pleasantly.]

It's absolutely terrific... or terrible! Same thing, right?

[He's on a high of sorts, part induced by proximity, part induced by his grand ideas that far exceed "compromise" and veer directly into "wildcard solution" territory, if it worked out just as he imagined it could.]

Yes. Surely you've considered that those with immense power must walk among us, here in Aefenglom... I've heard plenty of stories. From people describing their immense power they no longer have access to, to self-description godlike abilities. If we were to regain our innate powers, even for a moment... Wouldn't you think to solicit the help of one of these people?
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-05 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Luckily, you do know someone like that, darling. And he is invested in stopping you from killing all of those innocent people. And, in helping you achieve your ambitions... Perhaps without such calamitous side-effects.

[By virtue of his being, he sees Emet-Selch's fate is stuck as it's described as. That's what it means to lack the will to change fate. But if he were to gain that will, nothing should be off the table.

Mettaton briefly presses the side of his face to Emet-Selch's before he pulls away just enough to turn and face the Ascian]


So... yes! I'm implying that. Not that I possess it right out of the box... None of us do, but we're all capable of it. Monsters, I mean. Compared to the amount of death you leave in your wake? And the suffering you endure for it? My methods should prove far easier! I'd only need several souls to achieve it. And compared to all of the death, and all of your loss, already... Well. Is that so bad?

[Apparently Mettaton's down to kill seven people if it means saving a bunch more, plus all of the other countless ambitions he'd have to focus on if he really wanted to make good on all of it. He's not worried about whether or not it's within his scope of talents as a god: as far as he cares, there should be no limits. Intuitively, he believes this.]
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-05 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
My... Hades. Darling. The death is of consequence... I'm telling you. The less, the better.

[Mettaton glances up and away, trying to wrap his mind around business which he has no insight into. It's not as though he's spared deep thought into this, too willing to share with Emet-Selch his ideas while they're new in case there was some area of complexity he'd have to consider before he got too carried away. With his arms looped around his shoulders as they are, one of his hands moves to rest gently upon Emet-Selch's shoulder.]

I haven't fleshed any details out yet... However. I didn't plan on taking the shards completely. I want to leave them, and separate the two concepts... Duplicate them, in a fashion. Surely, your world and theirs could exist parallel. Gods do impossible things, after all.

[But he's never been a god! ...He's been part of one, but he scarcely remembers any of it. He can't even begin to fathom what sorts of approaches exist to solve this problem for someone with that much power.]

I don't exactly understand the complexities of a universe. But I don't see why I can't make them exist independently! [The most reassuring thing a "potential god" could say is "I'm not sure!"] ...With your star, I think it would be best to start anew, before the noise. Turn back time, then... deal with the impending disaster, before it ever becomes a problem. Then you'd never have such a nightmarish landscape of living fear. No reason for dissent, no reason to sacrifice so many of your people! I don't see a catch!

[Unless that catch is beyond his understanding, which it could be. He's not discounting that. But everyone knew that the king would take the souls, destroy the impenetrable barrier, destroy humanity, and rewrite the world to be theirs. Sounds to him like there would be no cost, besides too many (seven, then all of them) dead people.]

As for why I'm not already one... It's complicated. But the best answer is because none of us could access humankind! We can't become gods, or even godlike, using just each other's souls!

[That's even pushing aside the fact that monsters are easy to kill and incapable of killing without unwavering intent. ...What a mess of an idea Mettaton has.]
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-06 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
You understand. They feared that about us.

[And they were afraid of monsters with just one human soul. Comprehending one with seven must have been even more petrifying. Mettaton's fairly certain monsters never once had the desire to harm humans, but fear rules the day.

But this is a strange development. Emet-Selch appears somewhat agreeable, but not at all, The Puca hadn't considered Zodiark as a necessary part of Emet-Selch's plan, save for the power he grants. To hear Emet-Selch mention the name, he makes a short noise of confusion through his smile, a minor tip of his head.]


... I hadn't factored it in, no. Especially since I assumed that creating Zodiark would only lead to your current state of affairs...

[So what's this about? Mettaton does not understand Emet-Selch's hesitation, and his arms press into his shoulders somewhat, his ears — now capable of standing at their full, tall length — twisting forward, toward the Ascian with his curiosity. He squeezes his shoulder.]

You say it like you'd want me to face you, no matter how forced your hand is. Are you suggesting that you would be made to go against even your own wishes...? How? Why?
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-06 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
...

[This adds a new dimension of complexity, unforeseen.

So that's the purple tinge to his soul that he saw during their Bonding, something he thought was a mere characteristic of it. (People's souls have colors, that's normal.) His silver ears are more expressive than ever; they fold back flat, a reaction to something unpleasant. No compromise would work to prevent him from moving forward if he was bound to his destiny. Even this kind of plan isn't a perfect solution, after all.

He would have to do away with Emet-Selch somehow, just to realize his ambitions. Even if he managed to subdue him, wouldn't he still be compelled down the path of restoring Zodiark? The first time he was called upon, it required sacrifice. It would likely require the same to do it again, and the events would be sure to unfold similarly. Even Mettaton can see that. So there would be only one choice here, if he wanted to save so many people. It would involve killing just one person, as far as he knows. And whoever else happened to be committed to the same duty.

Where Emet-Selch glances away, Mettaton keeps his sharp gaze trained upon his features steadily, contrasting the zeal with which he speaks of Zodiark to his evident conflict. Truly, what a tragedy. He's dedicated not only to the revival of his people, but to the restoration of a god who once saved his world, short-lived as it was. No wonder such a tired man would press onward despite impossible circumstances, shackled to his duty as he is.

If there's one thing he knows, it's that he doesn't like that vague suggestion where he trails off. Mettaton shakes his head.]


Even if I subdued you... As soon as I relinquished control of you, it seems you'd continue with your plans. Despite everything. Tempered to him as you are.

But I will not kill you, if that's what you're going to ask.

[He doesn't want to, doesn't think he could. His reluctance feels overwhelming... Though he knows the conviction to do so is still within him, if he thought of it as the desire to protect and save. He raises one of his hands and moves it to brush fingers against his cheek gently, even as the Ascian can't look at him.

Who knew that he would meet such troubled people in this place... It's staggering.]


What to do with you...
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-06 09:44 am (UTC)(link)
[Could he alter somebody's soul like that? Nothing else seems to make Mettaton doubt what he might be capable of doing based on mere intuition and a sense of decisive presumption of what it means to be a god (and anything he failed at should be enhanced with the introduction of yet more souls: it scaled, though he disliked the thought), until this thought. Even with some consideration, he's still not sure, especially with regards to Emet-Selch's tempering. But even taking one soul should be able to inform his understanding of surmounting power... As if it could happen in Geardagas, except by some fluke.

Even with his doubt, one look at Emet-Selch's expression is contagious. The thought of staking claim to another's soul or even releasing it from such terms feels foreign to him (though , though he wonders if it were possible to influence it in such a state after all... But he wants it to be possible. To sate him even somewhat, Mettaton presses all of his palm to his cheek.

His words are carried on a slow tempo, like he's trying to decide what his next move would be in a game unlikely to happen.]


... Yes. You might be right, darling... If I were capable of turning back time itself, why couldn't I? Restore your soul, to a state before claim.

[Would he lose his memories? ...A lot of thoughts for something that isn't happening, and has a slim likelihood of becoming an opportunity. This whole part feels like the most difficult aspect of it for some reason.

He strokes his cheek with a thumb, terribly open in his affection as he is.]


The way I see it... If I can think of the way to do it, it should be possible. I'll consider it. In case the opportunity strikes. I'll simply have to wait for that, and take it... Well. If we were afforded such an opportunity.
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-06 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ears standing perfectly straight in alertness, the Puca allows him to rise, appearing perhaps a touch surprised. It's quick to dissolve into warmth again and he reciprocates the embrace, rubbing his cheek against the other man's on habit. Mettaton knows that when he first heard of Emet-Selch's ambitions and his track record already, his desire to do something for a humanity not even his own was intense: were he given the chance then, he would have immediately stopped the Ascian without further question. But time's an interesting force, and the longer he thought on it, the closer he grew to his Bonded, the more he felt that he deserved peace.

To learn that there was more yet to the reason he fought for the restoration of his people by any means in the form of a god's control over his very soul... If anything, he feels breaking such a Temper would take priority. He's just witnessed it getting in the way of his very own ambitions, after all, and every time Emet-Selch describes his people, he can feel his love for them. It affects him each time. It even struck him to read Emet-Selch's account of the cause for Zodiark's creation due to the detail of it all. With such detail must come some memory...

Mettaton holds him with equal tightness. He smiles, a touch rueful at Emet-Selch's state.]


Knowing what I know now, I doubt a compromise would truly help. If even redefining time would be met with such resistance. Humanity doesn't deserve to die. But the Amaurotine didn't, either. Given even the chance... I'll have to impress you now, won't I?

[Impressing isn't the name of the game here, but Mettaton's smile grows lighter at the remark. Mettaton pauses for a few moments, trying to make sense of shambled memory.]

No...? [The most uncertain thing he has ever said.] ... We were trapped Underground, as I told you. No hope for escape, though we knew if one of us took seven souls to became a god... Let's just say I have my suspicions, though I don't know who did it. Everybody was out cold. And once we came to, everything was made right! No conflict, no barrier, no more death. And, the human souls we'd collected had vanished! It was the best impossible outcome.
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[personal profile] glitzandglamour 2020-03-06 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Mettaton allows him to lean against him, wrapping his arms further around his figure with less tightness, but with more security. Being remarkable for an innate power of his doesn't stroke his ego as much as being remarkable for his pursuits and actions, so he doesn't revel in it so much as dedicate himself more firmly to this course of action. He makes sure to make this known with a smirk, though he still has his cheek against Emet-Selch's. His voice is flirtatious and playful.]

I'll give you an abundance reasons to find me remarkable down the line, sweetheart.

[...Is there any way to be more remarkable than fixing like, everything? Mettaton seems to think so. He considers, at least, that his remarkability is from his tenacity and desire to take action, which he'll accept more readily than a compliment to his being.

Mettaton nods at his comment of unlikeliness. He certainly thinks so, especially after arriving in Aefenglom. But he considers more carefully his own phrasing from before and shakes his head shortly, as much as being against Emet-Selch would permit.]


Hm... No. What I meant was that I expected monsters... to completely eradicate humanity, upon absorption of the souls! Based on the fact that we had a human with us, they seemed to be untouched. Much to my delight. As for their attitude toward us, who knows? I never did see the sun before arriving here, much less all of humanity.

[Aefenglom as a whole is Mettaton's first taste of humanity beyond a screen, and a single day spent with an unfortunate kid. It's very possible that humans would respond poorly to their release, but Mettaton's optimistic. He taps his finger thoughtfully against Emet-Selch's body before rubbing his fingers against him, absentminded.]

Besides. I don't know how it all happened, since whoever took the souls only had six. Not seven... That's how many we need, after all. I've thought about it since, and it doesn't make sense. Truly unlikely. And provoking... Unless they managed the impossible, and took the souls of monsters. But what's impossibility, right?

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