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[aspearation]

[ Wherever Undyne is, there's a good view of the lake. She's had her ups and downs lately, but at the moment, she's looking very up, with a grin of excessively sharp and almost shark-like teeth. ]

So ALASTAIR doesn't want to lead us. Or help us out on missions. Or do anything even a little bit helpful for us! Maybe if they did, people wouldn't end up dead.

[ There's an I told you so in there somewhere, though she's probably not alone. After talking to Uruz and some of the other more tenured ALASTAIR employees, it seems like they're on their own to keep things together from now on. Those evaluations stung her hard, because she knows she can be part of something better. But this isn't the Underground, and King Asgore's not here to call the shots. And if ALASTAIR won't do it either, then who will? ]

So that means we have to help ourselves. We're gonna have to find a better way of making decisions as a unit. If everyone just does whatever they want, then we're going to keep getting a 6 out of 10! I want 10 out of 10 next time, or maybe even 11 out of 10!

If we work together, we can make it happen and get perfect marks. So, let's hear it! I know there are some other leader types out there. Wasn't someone else asking about that before?! But I already know how I'd do it, but I wanna know how you would do it!

[ Well. It's worthy a try, anyway. If nothing else, Papyrus will probably be proud of her... ]

Comments

[heavyhitter]

Only cuz I knew you could take it, big guy!

[babbylon]

You won't charm your way out of this...!

[heavyhitter]

Are you kidding? Have you met me? You'll come around.

[babbylon]

To disemboweling you? Most likely.

[heavyhitter]

Aw, you can't be that mad. I'm sure you've been through worse! You're like a million years old or something, right?

[babbylon]

[Gilgamesh has mysteriously stopped responding. It has nothing at all to do with the fact he's an enormous manchild about his age.]

[heavyhitter]

What, did I fuck it up? Two million? I can't keep track of you weirdos, sorry. [ SPEAK UP KID, SHE'LL KEEP GOING IF SHE HAS TO ]

[babbylon]

I AM NOT DISCUSSING THIS WITH YOU, YOU LOATHSOME SHREW!!

[Yeah, he mad.]

[heavyhitter]

Oh my god, sorry gramps, I didn't realize it was your naptime already.

[babbylon]

I regret everything.

[heavyhitter]

That's the spirit. Well, I'll let you get that nap started — talk to you later, bucko.