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Afterparty 2

[Week 2: finished.

Death toll: 6.

With the defilement of Shinkansen Station, everyone and their mother has gone to send their thoughts and prayers to the "god" now that the fiendish Akudama who dared to harm it has been executed.

All but those X-Class Akudama that were still alive. This was yet another opportunity to take over more of Kansai's locales. Mainichi Treasure was the target this time, with some other locations being ransacked and robbed for some "decoration" and "entertainment". Who's going to miss a few robots anyway?

So kick back and relax. There's plenty of comfy chairs and sofas to go round in here. Maybe have a drink with the alcohol vending machine taken from the Karaoke Bar. Live like you're gonna die tomorrow.]

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[* Sometime through the party, Flowey arrives with a couple of food trays.]

Okay, everyone! Little old me bought some food!

[* On the plates, there's a variety of foods: Monster Candy, Donuts, Instant Noodles, Hot Dogs, Nice Cream, and some other foods made of magic.]

Dig in and enjoy!

_{[Jake had bashed his head against the glass of the vending machine and shattered it before turning to see Flowey appear with the food.

The animalistic rage that drove him to do that seemed to subside as he picked up a hot dog.]}

...this hot dog looks a little, uh... _{[is this one of those water sausages]}

Oh, don't worry. It's still edible. All monster food is. Go ahead. I can assure you it tastes wonderful. I cooked it, after all.

You might also want to take care of your head wound.

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It'll go away. _{[It seemed to be healing... quicker than the average cut on the head, that's for sure.

Oh well. Might as well take a bite and heal it even faster with that 20 HP heal.]}

Hm... what's it made of?

Magic! Monsters never eat physical food. Tastes really good, doesn't it? I've had millennia of practice.

...Yeah, actually. It's distinctly... not pork or beef-tasting. Which is refreshing, honestly.

[* Flowey grabs the only thing of instant noodles that isn't in any sort of broth; the one that hasn't been cooked, and takes a nice bite out of it.

* CRONCH

* Flowey chews the raw, hard instant noodles a bit before speaking again.]

I've had plenty of people teach me until I got good enough to surpass them. Some of them more quickly than others...

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_...okay-

I honestly don't know that much about cooking...

I'd say I teach you, but I don't know much about physical food.

...Actually, I've never even had physical food. Besides last week with the drinks. You got any recipes?

Wish I did. When I wasn't in 'Nam, it was mostly just plain eggs and toast, sandwiches, and TV dinners.

Hmm, well, that complicates things. If physical food is anything like human corpses, they rot and decay. But with monster food? You can abandon food for months at a time and it'd still be edible.

...Well, as long as the cook knows what they're doing, that is.

Depends on the food, how you store it, if it's made to last...

Rations and MREs taste like shit, but they're made to last forever.

You got any? It can't be any worse than Papyrus's Spaghetti.

If Tyrell were here he'd probably lend me some to show you no problem, but... _[Shrug.] I don't know, I'd take a bad chef over them any day.

Ah, well... Guess I can't try everything new to me. So how is Tyrell like? How is Nam like?

[* How does it feel to know that Flowey is interested in your past?]

...Vietnam was a war zone. That's all I remember. And want to remember. _{[He seemed eager to move on.]} Tyrell... he gave me weapons to help me fight the Devil's Hand after I came back from the war.

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Ah, you humans seem to love your little wars, don't you~? I guess there ARE many Floweys out there. Just hope they don't outnumber the good people. People like Frisk...

...

They never killed a single monster. They... they helped out and made friends with a lot of them.

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...In that war... I know I wasn't fighting on a good side at all. But it's not like a lot of us had a choice. The draft and all that...

The Devil's Hand, it was a matter of me getting vengeance, but then it was about ensuring my safety...

Whoever Frisk is, they're stronger than I could ever be if they can look death in the face and say "I will keep my hand still."

I've had my fill of the closest thing I could ever get to vengeance... I could really only pretend to be angry and bitter... Emotions I'll never be able to reach. But it was only amusing for so long before it got... boring.

Heh... They faced me and said "I'll SAVE you." And they did... briefly.

...You know, Frisk is the only one I fully trust in order to keep others safe from me. It's why I stayed behind while the monsters went to the surface.

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...if only I could be saved.

...

It's not too late for you. You may just find your Frisk in the future.

Provided you don't kill and don't get killed.

[ So. Another one of their compatriots got bloodily (much more bloodily than last time) executed, and that's not fun. And it looks like they're heading toward a death-a-week pattern, and that's also not fun. And Ragetti got rejected by a flower, and that, well, that's just depressing.

But also, I mean. He's never going to say no to free food.

Midway through munching on some instant noodles (kind of hard to get his mouth around, but the crunch is oddly satisfying), it occurs to Ragetti that said flower also had some business with him after the trial. Might as well ask what that was about, and so he approaches Flowey, bending down to tap him on the... stem. The roughly shoulder-ish part. ]

Ye wanted to talk to me?

Hm?

[* Flowey looks up and sees Ragetti.]

Oh yeah. You really need an explanation about me. Are you willing to listen?

[* Flowey 100% believes Ragetti's going to say yes, but he still asks anyway.]

[ Nods!! And takes another bite out of his raw ramen. ]

I'm a real good listener!

[* Ramen is better that way.]

...

Okay, I don't know human history all that much, or when scientists started appearing, but... scientists are people that do experiments and study various aspects of the world in order to learn how things work. I was created by a scientist. She injected a massive amount of determination into a flower in order to create a vessel to try and have a way to break the barrier I mentioned at the trial.

But in doing so, it created... me. And flowers aren't born with SOULs. I have no SOUL. And because I have no SOUL, I can't feel anything, No compassion, no love... no happiness, no anger, no frustration, not even fear. ...And no attraction, either.

So it really IS just me and not you.

_{[Jake, to put it lightly, didn't give a shit, and was fine just riding his motorcycle through the doors of Mainichi Treasure. He was covered in some grime from cutting up a bunch of robots in order to obtain some TVs that he'd placed in the sidecar along with some movies and TV shows he could just smuggle under his shirt and jacket from Book Bride and Ani-mart.]}

Alright, who's up for some fuckin' Speed Racer?

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[Okay, he's going to stare for all of maybe 30 seconds before breaking into a grin. Honestly, Jake, this is exactly the sort of distraction he needs right about now, both motorcycle through the doors and offer of Speed Racer.]

I didn't realize you were into the classics.

Yeah, Sacchin told me that too... It's actually been airing on TV for just two years so far where I come from. So... it's more of the hot new thing to me. _{[Time to unbox these TVs and try and find some outlets to plug them in.]}

You're from the 60s?

[THAT SURE IS... a time difference there, wow.]

This must be one heck of a culture shock to you. Last I checked, things like cellphones didn't even exist until the 70s.

Yeah, this isn't what the future was in my head either. I thought we'd live in space and everything would be chrome and there'd be flying cars... _{[...this was a distractiin Jake needed too...]}

We've traveled to space by my time, but living there? [He makes a small sound, half-snort and half-laugh.] We're still having enough trouble just living on the earth as it is.

I know Apollo 11 was set to shoot to the moon... How far has your world gone into space?

We've sent landers to Mars. Last I checked, we'd been working on sending them further.

Holy shit... Mars? Are there any Martians? _{[This is a Very Important question.]}

Wouldn't that make life more interesting...

Damn. _{[That was definitely a "maybe not" answer.]}

It's probably for the best.

[And there's an edge of something to his voice, tight and sharp as knives.]

Like I said, Earth has enough problems of its own already. The last thing we need is to add more.

...yeah... _{[He's been in 'Nam, he knows firsthand...]}

[That grin is back, albeit slightly more subdued.]

But I think that can wait until after Speed Racer.

_{[He grinned himself.]}

Yeah... You're right.

[Okay well that's perfectly fine and normal. What's important here is-- guess we're watching something!!]

Um... I'd like to watch.

Alright, let's find some outlets, set up our furniture... _{[He might or might not be underestimating the strength of a teenage girl here but he fully intends to do the heavy lifting, so he places the smallest TV he could find (but still sizeable and weighty) next to Rachel.]} I'll be back to help you out in like, a minute. _{[Looks like he's wheeling his bike around the store now and placing whatever TVs he had stolen in certan areas, as if he were marking their own little fiefdoms.]}

[He is... but he's not wrong in her case. So Rachel does what she always does in those situations-- she gets smart.

It's not hard to find a hand cart with a lift in a store that specializes in furniture of all sizes. And she shifts it onto the lift to move it where he needs it. She can also help getting things plugged in and ready until he's ready to lift it into place.]

There's one over here too.

[She points to the outlet she found alongside the nearby couch.]

_{[He did come back shortly, with a nightstand for the TV to be set on.]} Thanks a lot, this'll be just perfect. _{[This soothed the nerves more than he had anticipated...]}

[For the better part of the trial, she'd been silent. Unlike last time, she hadn't seen the crime scene. She hadn't been able to help. So there wasn't as much she could offer. And she's equally quiet after, taking up a corner of the store to continue her ritual. Sewing dolls in the likeness of the dead.]

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