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futurology2017-01-02 07:03 pm
ex_mettacrusher33) wrote in futurology2017-01-02 07:03 pm
[Video | UN: METTATON]
Hello again, ALASTAIR!!
[It's a robot! Dressed to the nines in a shimmery, heavy blue gown that he may or may not have steadfastly refused to take off since the ball. He's in the courtyard by a tree strung up with lights, sitting at its base with one arm raised in celebration, the other clutching his microphone, and one leg kicked out enough from his dress to be seen.
There's a tiny ice sculpture of himself sitting in his lap. Music is filtering through his speakers.]
How wonderful it is to be back and sharing this time with you during the most wonderful season of all! Why, it's the season of giving! Of family and friendship!! Of togetherness! It's the last chance you'll have of expressing yourself to the ones you love before the clock rings in the new year!
That's why I'm inviting every member of ALASTAIR to join me right here in the Courtyard, where we'll be broadcasting any message that you have! Is it to another member? Loved ones at home? Need to get something off your chest or just want to wish that special someone a happy holiday where everyone can see? Then make sure to join me, your LUSCIOUS host, Mettaton, to share your message for all to see and hear.
And make sure to stay tuned in, beauties and gentlebeauties; the next message might be for YOU!
--
[Using gray magic, Mettaton has fired off the following messages into the night sky:]
"I wish Sans was back."
"I'm sorry."
At some point in the night, he's fired off an image of his own face.
This horrible drawing.
"butt~"
"You're being unnecessarily loud."
"No snowflake ever falls in the wrong place."
An image of Giorno in a stellar dress.
"Fiona was here, Rhys is a loser."
A giant disembodied middle finger.
"Papyrus is the best friend to have! That's what I like about him! He doesn't give up on anyone!"
The image of some sort of shy fish monster???
[It's a robot! Dressed to the nines in a shimmery, heavy blue gown that he may or may not have steadfastly refused to take off since the ball. He's in the courtyard by a tree strung up with lights, sitting at its base with one arm raised in celebration, the other clutching his microphone, and one leg kicked out enough from his dress to be seen.
There's a tiny ice sculpture of himself sitting in his lap. Music is filtering through his speakers.]
How wonderful it is to be back and sharing this time with you during the most wonderful season of all! Why, it's the season of giving! Of family and friendship!! Of togetherness! It's the last chance you'll have of expressing yourself to the ones you love before the clock rings in the new year!
That's why I'm inviting every member of ALASTAIR to join me right here in the Courtyard, where we'll be broadcasting any message that you have! Is it to another member? Loved ones at home? Need to get something off your chest or just want to wish that special someone a happy holiday where everyone can see? Then make sure to join me, your LUSCIOUS host, Mettaton, to share your message for all to see and hear.
And make sure to stay tuned in, beauties and gentlebeauties; the next message might be for YOU!
--
[Using gray magic, Mettaton has fired off the following messages into the night sky:]
"I wish Sans was back."
"I'm sorry."
At some point in the night, he's fired off an image of his own face.
This horrible drawing.
"butt~"
"You're being unnecessarily loud."
"No snowflake ever falls in the wrong place."
An image of Giorno in a stellar dress.
"Fiona was here, Rhys is a loser."
A giant disembodied middle finger.
"Papyrus is the best friend to have! That's what I like about him! He doesn't give up on anyone!"
The image of some sort of shy fish monster???
video | un: harmonia
Is there a point to broadcasting something to people back home through the magitek? It's not going to get there anyway. Also--
[. . .]
I like your dress.
[do not encourage him]
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Oh!
A compliment!
He titters, swooshing the fabric of the gown back and forth.]
It's GORGEOUS, isn't it?! Such craftsmanship! Such shimmer and shine! I feel like a princess!! (Or a very fashion-forward prince.) Nothing quite says "happy holidays" like 15 pounds of sparkling fabric, now does it?
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Mmhm! It really suits you. Did you get it out of the--briefly magical closets? That's where I got mine.
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Oooh, darling, you MUST show me yours! Just think of it! A holiday fashion-show while we wait!! There isn't a better present ALASTAIR could ask for!
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[yes he's amazing Thanks For Asking. He holds up one finger and vanishes for a while, before reappearing in a similarly ridiculous dress.]
I don't know why I haven't been wearing this all the time. That was probably a mistake. But. [He twirls a little. Witness.]
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[Not a gasp. He said "gasp." He 100% genuinely said "gasp."]
My darling human, that dress is to DIE for! The golden accents set against that plush, black velvet! Those beautiful flowers!! Ugh!! [He swoons! What a masterpiece!!
It's not as good as his own dress, obviously, but the compliments stand. It's a very nice dress.]
You're absolutely right. Why haven't you been wearing that all the time?
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[Eventually, he comes to the following conclusion.]
Because I need several more of them. To alternate.
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[Yup. That checks out.
Finally, someone gets it. Mettaton taps his finger against his chin, thinking.
He smiles, then points at the "camera".]
I like your style, beautiful. Thank you for sharing it with all of us tonight.
As my gift to you...
[Up in the sky!! It's a gray image of Giorno in his dress!!]
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LY SHIT
THAT'S HIM]
[He gasps audibly. Not saying gasp. Not this time. But wow, he looks good projected into the sky? Why is he not up there all the time? Holy shit. Nice.]
Oh! [Some--inaudible babbled Italian. But honestly. He's grinning.]
Oh, look, you made the sky prettier.