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Mettaton EX ([personal profile] glitzandglamour) wrote in [community profile] aefenglom2021-02-25 08:28 pm

video; un: METTATON

Name: Mettaton
Date: 02/20
Format: video
Warnings: mention of death (he's better now!), talk of the recent event (Cwyld, kidnappings)

[Propped up against a plain pillow in the Coven's infirmary is Mettaton. His manner is languid, slow, and his rabbit ears are in such poor shape that they no longer stand anymore, sore-ridden and flopped over. Cradled against his shoulder and chest is a man's head, dark haired with a shock of white at his bangs, fast asleep.

Ears aside, his hair... is perfect. He flashes a photogenic smile otherwise interrupted by rabbit-like teeth.]


Hey there, beauties! It's Mettaton again, coming to you live from the... infirmary. [Not very glamorous, suggests his flat tone.] My sincerest apologies to those of you who've encountered me over the past few weeks. I haven't been in my right mind!! And not only that, but I was infected with the Cwyld. It was horrible. Terrible! Disturbing! To clear things up: I don't actually endorse contracting the Cwyld. In fact... Oh my. I died, thanks in part to it.

In the end, I was offed by one of you lovely darlings, before I... Before it got too bad. I was told it was a duo! [Mettaton tilts his head.] If that encounter sounds familiar, get in touch, gorgeous! I want to thank you personally. I promise I don't bite much... Haha.

[The idol pauses heavily, stuck with a smile. This is the more taxing part of his broadcast, and there's a flash of remorse in his gaze. Mettaton is a practiced face, however, so he's able to pull himself together with startling ease despite the overall tone.]

I'm sure many of you know Mikasa Ackerman. It seems... she's departed all too recently. I looked for her. Everywhere. Trust me. [Mettaton sighs; it's clear he's trying to remain composed enough for conversation, but he allows a measure of genuine sorrow to soften his expression.] She's... one of my best friends. She's a remarkable human who never fails to entrance me, no matter how quiet and stoic. She's powerful, protective, and fierce, and you'd know what I meant if you've met her. She's amazing enough to dazzle yours truly!!

...I tried to tell Eren about Mikasa, but I couldn't reach him, either. If anyone knows where... if he's still here, would you be a dear and let me know? He still owes me money!!

[Mettaton smirks playfully, but it fades as he continues.]

Well. Ahem. As some of you may have known, Mikasa and Eren live in a perilous world. It didn't sound... [Mettaton glances aside, disturbed.] I can't help but wonder if she... If they'll be all right.

[A surprisingly thoughtful silence follows, but Mettaton's quick to shake off his reverie with a quiet sigh and a hard blink. He puts his best face forward and continues, addressing more the rest of the Mirrorbound.]

Speaking of perilous... After a week of disappearances, sickness, and kidnapping alike, how are you all doing? Talk to me, darlings. You aren't going this alone!
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[personal profile] unsundered 2021-02-26 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
[At some point after waking up from one of many naps that have occurred over this past week, Emet-Selch idly checks his watch to see if there's anything new, anything interesting that he can concentrate on that's something other than being incredibly sore and tired. He's still mostly in the same position as he was in the video when he watches it- a watching that'll be pretty obvious, Mettaton's voice ringing out once more in their small hospital room.

Emet-Selch notes himself there with a frown and a sigh, though it doesn't keep him from resting his head against the puca's body. As the tone of the recording changes though, that mild disapproval mostly fades. He knew that Mettaton had been close to Mikasa... and though it had certainly been startling to them both to discover she was gone (the pain in his Bonds having given way to a dull void in the case of one of them had further confirmed it), he also knew that the puca was the one suffering more for it. The Ascian had the severed Bond to contend with, but while he'd liked Mikasa in a way, and they had begun actually learning more about one another, they still hadn't been particularly close. While Mettaton had even been inclined to go look for her, in his current state... and seeing his distress, even Emet-Selch hadn't tried to convince him to stay. The robot had returned soon enough anyway, empty-handed.

That the Ascian would reply to his posting was a given. And he could just respond verbally. He is literally resting against the originator of this message. And Mettaton's awake, so it's not as though laboriously typing a reply would spare the chance of waking him unnecessarily.

And yet. Here we are. Slow, pointless typing.]


How am I doing...? Terribly. My sleep was even recently disturbed by some obnoxious voice speaking far too loudly and closely to ignore. Perhaps you'd know something about that?

[It hadn't been disturbed at all. He'd slept soundly through Mettaton's entire broadcast, and even if he hadn't, well- he liked his voice anyway. They both knew that.

But he moves on, to a more serious reply. There was no way he could suggest that Mikasa would be fine. She was human, normal, mortal, and she was from a place where those traits accompanied a life frequently made briefer than necessary.]


Despite the dangers she faced, she wanted to return. Without settling things at home, I doubt that she ever would have been happy here.

[Not that he knew how anything in her world would even be settled, apart from an ending that resulted in her death. Though for mortals, at least, death was a certain release from obligations. 'Perhaps she'll return once she's dead' isn't something he particularly wants to say, though.]
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[personal profile] trulygifted 2021-02-26 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)

( Best face forward, and all that, but Nico is still a little startled by the dazzling show this guy is putting on from the infirmary. Perhaps she shouldn't be - the few times they'd spoken before suggest that this kind of behaviour tracks - and yet ...

She isn't sure. There's something kind of sad about having to put on a brave face about dying.
)

You sound awful chipper for someone who just went through all that. Are you sure you're getting on okay?

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[personal profile] whomthebelltolls 2021-02-26 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Guess who isn't even trying to sound a bit less than unattached and factual.] I believe Eren has returned to his world, at the very least. His side of the Bond disappeared a short while back, but it did not quite come with the shock of a death on the other side I've heard about. His mirror seems to be... broken, as well, I checked when I felt the Bond disappear.

I know not if Mikasa has gone, but I cannot contact her either. My guess is whatever took Eren, or whatever took Mikasa, took them both. I did not check her mirror.
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[personal profile] prettyrocks 2021-02-26 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, you look like shit.

[ Yikes, Tsutha. Don't sugar coat it or anything. ]

What all has been happening in Aefenglom while I've been away? I swear, I decide to travel for the first time in months and all the hells break loose!
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[personal profile] unsundered 2021-02-26 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a petting that encourages him to shuffle as he settles further against him, as though making himself further at home. There was still the impossibility of finding a position without discomfort, but at least his wounds were unlikely to reopen unless he was really careless.

Shaking his head slightly at the reply (and that it was also text... but then, this wasn't the first time they'd done this), it's something that's practically a nuzzle since he doesn't move his head from Mettaton in order to do so.

Of course he keeps typing.]


One does not preclude the other.

[That is, Mettaton could be obnoxious and handsome, and his voice could be a bothersome disruption while being liked.]

But perhaps you're right, I've likely managed to tune it out entirely by now. 'Tis the only way I've been able to find rest at all.

[The words on Mikasa are still more optimistic than anything he'd offer, but that was to be expected. How could one person make a difference against the entities as she'd described them? She may have been competent and pragmatic (for a human), but he'd watched leagues of competent and pragmatic humans die in circumstances far less dire.

Then again, it wasn't as though he knew she'd die tragically and prematurely. It just seemed likely.]


She did strike as an unusually practical human. Resolute but not unrealistic. Whatever happens to her, it won't be for wont of trying.

I wonder still if a desire to return has any bearing on the likelihood of it. Most likely it's merely consolation... a search for control or a pattern that doesn't exist.
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[personal profile] omnicrafter 2021-02-26 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
...Is this related to why I felt my bond drop off for a while?

[Arms crossed. You two...]

You talk to me first. You weren't kidnapped too, were you? I figured Emet would have said something about it if you had been, but...
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[personal profile] justabaddream 2021-02-26 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
You died? How did you come back?

[Asriel looks okay, despite being kidnapped and experimented on. He's recovered pretty well despite everything. Also, forgive the newbie question.]
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[personal profile] justabaddream 2021-02-26 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's... pretty twisted. He should be relieved, knowing that he can be brought back in case the worse happens to him (and being locked in a cage and experimented on, he did think the worse was going to happen). In a weird way he's... kind of jealous? Or bitter, he's not sure which he's feeling. That you can just be a monster and come back from death perfectly fine, while HE had to come back in as some soulless flower. But without thinking, he says:]

I've already tried it, so I don't recommend it either. Glad they were able to bring you back though.
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[personal profile] discarding 2021-02-26 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[the entirety of this broadcast is incredibly boring at the meat of it. sounds like he has a stupid crush? at first, Midousuji wonders if she died, from the word choice, and he feels a weird twist inside himself—but the looking... someone who went back home.

Midousuji hangs his head to the side, wide eyes watching with a mild fascination by the appearance of this person. there's all kinds of weird people here from all kinds of different worlds, but Midousuji is pretty sure this person is some kind of robot. but somehow, they also have fur? is it that a robot person got animal traits through monster stuff? or is he a witch, and that's just... what people look like in his world?

the really fascinating point, though, is that he died of Cwyld. or rather, that he died—if that's even true—and he's right here, making this stupid video entry. it would be easy to blame on a dream logic loop-hole, which Midousuji does consider.]


You died.

Where I'm from, death isn't a temporary health condition. But there you are, in a hospital bed.

Is this an Aefenglom thing, or a whatever-you-are person thing?

I've considered death as a way "out," but if you end up right back in this stupid place, there'd be no point.
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[personal profile] trulygifted 2021-02-26 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)

( Aw, well if he's going to wave at her then Nico can't really just text him back, can she? Her face flickers into view a moment later, her expression one of pinched concern, although if it reads more like a pout ...

Well, that's just Nico for you.
)

Wait, wait - what do you mean they weren't gonna resurrect you?

( Sure, he might not exactly be flesh and blood, but even the most damaged machines are worth trying to fix if they mean something to someone. Mettaton is apparently very lucky that his Bonded was able to make their case for him! )

The least they could've done was try an' see if anyone could fix you before writin' you off - even if they didn't quite understand it, I'm sure plenty of us more mechanic types would've tried to help!

( And no, she doesn't yet realise that 'fix' and 'resurrect' are actually two different things, because her lack of experience with, y'know, necromancy, means she's assuming Mettaton means the former. )

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[personal profile] discarding 2021-02-27 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
[oh. wow. he is a robot! —so...wait. what does "death" mean in that case?" Midousuji squints. there's of course the conundrum of things like artificial intelligence, regarding whether or not they could eventually be cognizant enough to be considered as people, and thus, murdered if destroyed... all those tired tropes.

so maybe this guy's "death" isn't the same as what would be a human (in origin)'s death.]


PfffffffffLEASE, I don't believe that. I'm sure some native knows. It's probably some kind of forbidden magic. I can't imagine anyone would be ALLOWED to play with magic that throws people through different dimensions.

Necromancy, though... That's interesting. I read a little bit about it. Are necromancers part of hospital wards, in this world? Are there ethics and laws about who's to be revived, and who's to be left dead? If people don't want to be revived, are their wishes respected?
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[personal profile] unsundered 2021-02-27 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[The sound of Mettaton humming had been a distraction, though not a frustrating one, and the same went with the squeeze to his side. It was the sort of thing he would've found irritating had it been anyone else, but it was hard to mind the divided attention now (though was it really divided when it was split between typing a reply to Mettaton, and paying attention to Mettaton in person?).

And while he waits for the puca's own reply, his eyes close as his head rests against the robot's chest. It was peaceful, almost, listening to the click of his claw as Mettaton typed, along with the softer, more intermittent humming. A familiar tune. In the distance, there are the general sounds of the hospital, muted behind their closed door. A droning easier to tune out, when he had his lover's sounds to focus on. Sounds that do nearly cause him to nod off entirely again, as though to prove Mettaton's claim of relaxing him through his voice. A claim that Emet-Selch doesn't even immediately read, as he's roused first by being spoken to directly. By having to parse what was being said instead of just enjoying the tone. He's still nearly distracted again by the stroke from his side to his hip, humming a small approving note at it.]


...Mm? [Give him a minute. Give him a little more, as he's distracted by reading the message on his watch as well, blinking down at that, before having to remember what Mettaton had said. Pushing himself up a little in order to look at his face, his frown is one of sleepy habit, a common sight.] --I don't know what you expect parliament to do about disappearances. Outlaw it? Fine anyone caught wandering back to their mirror without a permit?

[Comments given with a huff of breath, looking back down in order to type as well. Inevitably resting his head against him too.]

I won't argue that you have a range.

[It was a good range, and a softer comment to make, really. And he nearly stops there, thumb tapping slowly against the watch as his thoughts drift. But he finally resumes, typing entirely with one thumb as well (his left, of course; his right arm is being kept tucked against himself, and even when he wasn't ignoring it, his right hand didn't have the dexterity to use the watch well at all).]

Some humans. [There were plenty- the majority, even- who died without overcoming anything. To admit that any did at all- it's more than Emet-Selch would have done in the past.] Plenty want to leave. Perhaps even the majority. That they remain implies desire has nothing to do with it.
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[personal profile] justabaddream 2021-02-27 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Asriel covers his mouth for a moment, realizing what he just let out about himself. But... maybe he can talk about himself without having to reveal anything about Flowey.]

I was kidnapped, but... that's not when I died. I died a while back, before I ever got here. And there was no revival for that.

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