[CONTINUE + 3] INTRO

[foundationmods]

[After so long a trip, you're all finally here. Taken through a hidden passage inside of the very mountain itself, you find yourself standing in front of a field of flowers, growing well due to the open roof above it. If you look up, you can just make out the shimmering colors off of the barrier - looking almost like the shine off of a soap bubble.

Try not to trample on the flowers as you approach the open, purple gate. And remember to wear your masks, now that you're here!

...Still, the sight of the yellow flowers waving in the wind....such a cheery sight fills you with determination for what's to come.

Welcome to the Underground.

...Again. The loop happened again, and you're here. Everything is the same.

Someone who was dead is alive again.

...The man, who's name you forgot...You've just forgotten almost everything about him. Anything he did, or said....there's just a person-shaped hole in your memory now.

You know someone was there, and that he was important. But....

Not only that, But more monster names have faded from your memory.

...You're losing so much.]

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[foundationmods]

[No one is waiting for you.

There's an empty house, full of items....but no one is there.

....who was supposed to be waiting for you in the first place?]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[...

......]

Headcount, now!

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He buckles, hands clutching at the side of his head, gasping for air. The only reason he's not scratching his temples was due to the gloves he's wearing.

Who... who was it... who did he go over the falls with? Who was he trying to save? where... who... why - why did he...?

A low, strained - pitched sound escapes his throat]

[finalring]

....

[ the fact that no one is waiting for them means that there's no need to act strong.

so as soon as he realizes that she's not there, and that she will not be there, he falls on his knees, helpless. ]

[ugly_split_ends]

...Huh. So, free stuff? Well, whatever.

[Somehow, Fukawa was smiling.]

[homeecspacecop]

... where---

There's supposed to be someone here, right?

[We were going to tell someone about the time loops. Drew--]

But where-- [Drew doesn't remember her name.]

[accessorytomurder]

...n...o?

[She sits down heavily, beginning to shake. She can't - she can't remember who, but she was so mad... she was... she was going to try and be calm? To be... polite.

To... to...

...

She doesn't know.]

Who's house is this...?!

[lovecolored]

[ Since Goatmom isn't there to stop them, Marisa books it out of the Ruins and runs off towards Snowdin.

She wants to be...literally anywhere else, right now! Bye. ]

[romancekiller]

[here we go again with the timeloop. they all seem to have made it through that trial but this time, there's something different.

she could have sworn there was supposed to be someone here but she keeps drawing a blank, the name... she doesn't remember it either but either way she takes this as bad sign]

[dereban]

[YEAH NO

After trying to collect and recollect herself at least five times, Inaba is immediately bolting -

She does not want to have these dark thoughts in her head around other people that can make it worse, which is why she is immediately running to the flower field, a force of habit but she is absolutely not wanting to let anyone see her in the messy state that she's in right now.

Although people are free to find her, for any reason, as she just crouches down, her breathing shaky and unsteady. Oh, and she absolutely is crying, too.]

[foundationmods]

[Rustle rustle.

A spider leg exits her inventory, gently hitting her hand.]

* alm.....wn.
* ...s.....al...ight.....
* ...ou....can...do...it.
* sshhh.
* shhhh.
* jus..t...
* a little
* more
* to
* go.

I just died and came back, ama

[onemolife]

[ So he's around and currently inspecting his robe for holes. Then he'll look up at anyone close by to give a way. ]

You know, that might have felt like the quickest revival I've been through.

[ He seems to be taking it all well ]

[finalring]

Unrelated to the murder, but how many times have you died?

[cw_suicide]

[now that he's... less vibrating out of his skin--]

Okay. What the hell happened.

[DETECTIVE MUST KNOW ANSWER TO MYSTERY]

[lovecolored]

[ Later on in the day. Way...way later...once she's done her crying and yelling at the sky...

Marisa pokes her head in to his room. ]

Uh...hey.

for ren & papyrus

[finalring]

[ once solomon has gotten....time to breathe and compartmentalize some of his emotions, he will go find the person that was probably the closest to sans and papyrus-- ren. ]

Ren, you're the ones that know Papyrus and Sans best, right? How do you think that we can get them on our side?

[le_mat]

[Ren seems a little pale and shaky after everything with Sherlock, but he looks up when Solomon comes to talk to him]

Oh boy... yeah? I think so. But-

[He looks around to make sure no one is watching]

I'm scared if we tell them too much they might-

[Vanish]

In my vote, I warned... whoever it was... what might happen. I think others did too. What if that's why they were taken?

[He shakes his head]

I know we need help, but I can't do that to Papyrus. Plus, I promised Sans I wouldn't get him hurt. If we do this we... we have to be careful.

angry woman yells at clouds

[lovecolored]

[ After hiding out for a while (in Temmie village, spoiler, she went to Temmie village and cried for a long time), Marisa heads back to the ruins looking like she has plans in mind. She climbs onto the rubble as high as she can safely go, and starts...yelling at the sky. ]

Hey, asshole! You--You--whoever, whatever you are! You stupid thing! Stop fuckin' cheatin'! I'm sure this is real funny to you! Haha! Toss the people around like dice on a table!

But you're a fuckin' coward! [ raising her voice even louder, waving her arms in emphasis ] Pushin' us back to this same goddamn day every week! Takin' our powers away!

God--give us back our powers! Gimme back my magic, you stupid asshole! Level the playin' field for once in your miserable life!

[foundationmods]

[





* but nobody answered.
*
*
* Her screams were swallowed up by the darkness.]

[ugly_split_ends]

...

[just... watching from a little way away, without standing on any rubble.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

You tell it!

[justonezero]

[He will just stand nearby but on the ground and watch this.]

[homeecspacecop]

[Chuuta was working on his needlework again, adding details, trying not to panic over gaps in the design where he knows there should be careful little stitches.

But he's really, really tired.

In the ruins, there's a fluffy white monster, sleeping curled up against a wall in a corner (Chuuta, with that mask firmly over his face), embroidery clutched in big paws where he clearly fell asleep mid-stitch.]

[le_mat]

[... aw, Chuuta. Ren will carefully pick up all the needlework supplies and if Chuuta has a box or kit for them, put them away]

Welcome...?

[foundationmods]

[You have already come to Snowdin, so it isn't exactly a 'welcome'. But it is Sunday, and the town seems quieter.

It's best to spend today resting. If previous patterns hold true, you're all in for a busy week.

Ah, but the Christmas tree is sitting there, with presents underneath it. Perhaps it's time to see what you got?]

[le_mat]

[Ren opens his gift and... that sure is a dog collar. He turns a little red]