thisavrou | Video | 7/15, Shadow Event

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Video | 7/15, Shadow Event | MTT-Brand Exposé

[Oh, look at this, won't you? Another message from a black eyed monstrosity with a pleased smirk on his face. Pointed teeth flash in the light cast by Mettaton's TAB, but it's definitely not Mettaton who's holding it. At least...not the one which would seem familiar anymore.]

Hello, beauties!! How are you this evening~? I do so hope I find you well!! Oh, me? I'm positively fantastic--and why wouldn't I be, given the circumstances?

[He shifts, as if put off balance, and there's a shuffling sound out of sight...maybe from below the TAB's view? It's hard to tell unless you're really listening...]

So! I thought I'd talk to all of you about something veeery important! That is, I'm here to address the flagrant misrepresentation of myself which has been electing to hide himself--his true self!! Ahaha, just look at him trying now!! Sweetheart, there's absolutely no need to struggle!!

[At that point, the TAB finally angles downward and there's the real Mettaton, shooting a glare to kill at his shadow, but not exactly struggling. Perhaps the shadow was embellishing a little. He frowns, an expression caught in the peripheral of the recording device as he shifts it. His free arm reaches out, snaking around the real Mettaton and pulling him close for what had to be the most uncomfortable selfie in the world.

Mettaton's expression is dour and uncomfortable.]

So, everyone! Have a look at this pretender, won't you? This sham who sullies the name of Mettaton with such pitiful displays of weakness!! Why, I bet he couldn't hold a crowd if he wanted!! He's honestly so sad to behold, isn't he?! After all, he's not an actor, he's not a kind soul, and he cares very little for his friends and family--enough to utterly forget who made this body and force his poor cousin to tears, and even to fail his new bosom bestie!!! Wow!!!! How many times can you fail those you supposedly love?!

[The shadow nudges Mettaton as best he can when he's holding the bot captive, but Mettaton offers no defense for himself.

Seemingly disgusted, the shadow's arm releases Mettaton so quickly that he puts the robot off kilter, only to shove him to the ground. Mettaton doesn't fight. He just scowls as his shadow brazenly presses a boot against his chestplate, stepping on his scarf.

Mettaton doesn't fight, doesn't speak.]

Well, there you have it. Why don't we take an audience count on it, hmm? Should I let this embarrassing facsimile of a real star continue to ruin my good name?

Text or phone in at your leisure, beauties!! Toodles!!!

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[Asriel's return to the living world hasn't gotten much better since before he died. He was thrown out almost immediately after a version of Mettaton - a shadow, was what they were called? - decided to take over.

So Asriel's outside, caught between Mettaton's house with a shadow inside of it, and the possible shadows that live in his own home.

Right now, he sees the video. Bristles angrily as he listens to the shadow Mettaton ripping the real one apart. But mostly? He's afraid for him. So when he speaks, he completely ignores the shadow and tries reaching out to the real Mettaton.]

Mettaton, are you OK? I'm going to find a way to get to you, OK?

Oh, sweetheart.

[The shadow laughs, a cold but lilting sound.]

I can hear you. Tread cautiously, if your pretender is so important to you that you would levy threats against me.

[There's a mutter, barely intelligible.]

Stay away, Asriel.

[Such impudence doesn't curry favor with the shadow, and there's a metallic CLANG as its boot slams against Mettaton's collarbone. The point of the shadow's heel digs into Mettaton's neck, out of sight but painful enough, it seems, to make him grunt.]

I thought our little accord ensured that you would keep your mouth shut! Your better is speaking, Mettaton!

Don't talk to him like that, leave him alone!!

[He's got to find a way to get in there.]

Ohhh, does it hurt your feelings, Asriel? I'm sorry.

Sorry that I ever met you, you sniveling little brat! Look at what you have reduced him to!! Is this what you defend? A lost cause who dies simply because his heart cannot bear the unending pain of being told things he doesn't like and cowering from the chance to put that heathen of a human in their place before they can lay him low with just words?

I'll speak to him how I like, and you have no say!!

[The shadow's expression is caught between condescention and actual outright hatred. He really does hate Asriel, even though at the basest level, he should care about this kid. But the truth of it is that the shadow also knows that Asriel's the reason he's so weak.]

You're the reason he's like this!! That I am like this!!! Take some responsibility for once in your life, won't you?!

[That doesn't hurt his feelings. But with what Mettaton says next, it feels like he's been slapped. Shadow or not, it's still Mettaton's voice and face saying those things.

"You have Frisk now. You have Mettaton, to tell you what a good little boy you are. To pat your ass, and make it all better."

"Then why didn't you FIGHT back?"

That's right, everything that Mettaton and Chara have said...]

... You're right.

In some way or another, I've hurt the people I call family - hurt them in ways that I can never fix, even ruined their lives. I let my sibling die twice, and said horrible, unforgivable things about them over their own grave. I killed Frisk so many different times, and still hoped that they would forgive me and the end of everything - and they did, despite me deserving none of it. And Mettaton... was suffering while I was too busy wrapped up in my own problems.

I am responsible for all the awful things that's happened to my family, but Mettaton's not a lost cause. He just needed someone to be there for him when no one was.

You're wrong, Asriel. He is a lost cause.

[The shadow stoops down and for a brief moment, the video dives downward in an almost sickening shift of perspective as he shifts, then reaches down to snag Mettaton's hair in his gloved fingers, pulling him up to face level. Again, it's like some twisted selfie.

It's practically theater, with the shadow Mettaton smiling cruelly, and the real one averting his eye, practically expressionless if not for that somber turn of his lips.]

This right here, is the picture of a lost cause. Pining over some idiot skeleton who probably had no idea what a real date was. Sulking over the loss of a friend who he overextended for, only so she could leave. Pitifully letting himself get caught and losing his agency.

And whining about it.

To you. The murderer, oh yes. Rather than taking what he knows and using it as the daddy of all spoilers, like a REAL STAR!!!

Instead!

He simply agonizes, hides it all away!! He holds his tongue, tries everything to settle his discourse with Chara!!

For someone like you.

[The shadow scoffs viciously.]

I'd kill you now where you stand if he wouldn't stop me.

That is all he is good for anymore; a lapdog who leaps to the defense of those who offer him the barest of attention. Isn't that right, Mettaton darling?

[The real Mettaton hears his shadow, opens his mouth to respond...]

Say what you will of me. I still love Asriel. I love them all.

[...For a brief second, the shadow is taken aback by such a strong-willed rebuttal and falls silent.]

[It's all true, everything he says about him. He can't care about anyone without hurting them, torturing them in some way-

And then the real Mettaton says that he loves him, and it nearly breaks his heart even more.]

If you want to hate me, that's fine.

Please don't hurt my best friend.

[The shadow's silence is short lived, and his scowl returns.]

I am not going to hurt him. I am going to fix him. Do not interfere. You've done enough.

[With that, the video feed cuts out. Right before it does, Mettaton can be seen shifting his position imperceptibly, and just as the robots fade from sight, there's a swift jerk forward.

Perhaps he'd FIGHT after all. That's for Asriel to decide from what little he'd seen.]

Hey! C'mon! He's not that bad! I like him!

[Said like that counts for a lot, but in Sideswipe's head, it does.]

And what do you know of it?

[Said like someone who doesn't have time for some oversized piece of metal to question him. This Mettaton, unlike the real one, is not possessed of wholly sympathetic nature.

Still...he does seem to realize he's getting overly aggressive to start, and so he raises a hand afterwards, and appears apologetic.]

Ah. My apologies, that was rude, wasn't it? I'm so sorry, darling. It's just that I am very passionate about this subject; myself!

[A smile creeps up the corners of his mouth.]

I'm sorry you haven't realized that this liar doesn't give a damn about you.

Whoa, dude. "Doesn't care about me" is like... the story of my life these days.

[He props his chin up in his hands.]

You gonna let me talk to the guy yet or what? I mean, we've seen each other like twice, so. I'm super not surprised I'm not real high up on the list of priorities.

[STORY OF HIS LIFE.]

[The shadow is not above sidestepping the question. He is curious however, as to why Sideswipe wishes to defend the real Mettaton so much. Hell, Mettaton's not even defending himself, so...]

...If you have only seen each other twice, then why such a vested interest? You hardly know him after all, so perhaps my question does have some merit after all.

What do you know of it?

Because, like I said. He was cool those times. I've met way worse in two talks, dude. Sometimes just one.

[He shrugs. Drooping a bit.]

Uh, probably cause he didn't ever like... tie people up and broadcast it?

Cool. Haha, that's a funny joke. Perhaps you've met worse, that I can't argue. But as for whether I'll continue letting this mess continue to besmirch the name of Mettaton, I'm afraid that he's better where he is.

On the ground and far out of sight, behaving!

[Except that then, the shadow seems to wobble where he stands, and nearly drops the TAB as Mettaton tries to trip him up. Vaguely, he can be heard speaking.]

Just because someone doesn't hate me doesn't mean you have to make him!

... Yeah, okay, but seriously? Let's be real here, pal.

Only one of you's holding the other guy hostage. And it's not Boots down there.

[The shadow stabilizes itself after a moment, and judging from his body language and the loud clang that accompanied, he's given Mettaton a hearty stomp to get him to quit struggling.]

Stay still, you idiot!! The competent and functioning adults are talking!!

[Once he's sorted that, the black eyed robot returns his attention to his conversational partner with high opinions.]

Look, the only reason he is like this is because he lacks the courage to do the same to me! Maybe if he did want to defend himself, he'd not be in this situation. If you think I regret what is transpiring here, then you have another thing coming, darling.

I'm not letting him go. Not until he learns something from this.

Hey! Knock it off! Don't make me come over there!

[He... has no earthly idea where "there" is. But it works when other people say it!!]

Dude! Or maybe cause he's not a walking tailpipe?

'Cause uh, newsflash, Megaton? [Sideswipe that's not his name.] That's you.

If you can't be bothered to get our name right, then what does that say about him?

[The shadow scoffs loudly at the threat he's presented with, tilting his chin up to glance down at the TAB, and to add the cherry to the condescension pie, his lip curls in disgust, ever so slightly.]

You're more than welcome to show your face personally. Deliver your flawed opinion personally, if you like! But petty requests will not be honored, of that I assure you!

[Better say something worth his time, Sideswipe. Because here's a faker who's about to hang up on you.]

Psh, no I know his name. You get to be Megaton, because that's about how much scrap you're dumping out.

[He holds up a hand, in an imitation of a talking mouth. Opening and closing the fingers.]

Okay, cool. Where's the party?

Wow. Somehow you're even more boring listen to than the other one.

Sorry darling, I'm afraid that's not answering the question!! What poor form, to waste a star's time!!

Hah! [J laughs and rolls her eyes.] What star? Like I said, you're a bore. At least the other one knew how to be entertaining.

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nobody hates asriel dreemurr more than asriel dreemurr

mtt and asriel are made for each other. holy crap.

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