[AUGUST] Test Drive

[rubycitymods]

Thinking of apping a character but not sure they'll fit in the city walls?

Have no fear, a meme for you is here.

Directions:

• Use an RNG to choose a location and prompt, or wait for someone else to tag.


• Post with your character with their name and canon on top!


• If you'd like, leave contact info for people to get in contact for plotting and other such shenans.


• Tag around! Make friends. Don't be afraid to chat OOC while tagging.

Locations

1.TRAIN STATION - The place where everyone gets dumped off at. Your first view of Ruby City, complete with informational posters telling you all about where you've ended up.
2. THE BEACH - Lovely year-round, though in the winter months, you're probably not likely to dip your toes in.
3. THE BLACK STALLION - A rather quaint bar. Supposedly, the burgers are great, but you don't see anyone immediately who's willing to serve you. Maybe you're meant to get it yourself.
4. THE OBELISK - The tall monolith in the center of the city marks the gathering place of many events, though right now it seems to be cold and dark.
5. THE CLOCKTOWER - Offering an impressive view of the city, several residents come here to clear their heads, if they don't mind braving the narrow staircase.
6. THE COFFEE JOINT - the front windows are warm and welcoming, and it seems there's always someone friendly enough to fix you a cup when you wander through.
7. THE CATACOMBS - Intrepid, aren't you? Those weird holes may beg exploring, but go too deep and you're going to be in a lot of trouble, considering the viciousness of the creatures held within.
8. THE CITY STREETS - All told, Ruby City is a lovely place, once you get past the fact that several of the buildings look derelict and on the verge of falling down. There's no harm in doing a little sightseeing.
9. THE PARK - You thought it'd be a lovely stroll, but the park is anything but friendly, if those approaching wolf-like creatures are any indication.
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like what we've come up with? Feel like picking your own place? There's a whole host of lovely locations to choose from in the City.


Scenarios


1. NEW ARRIVAL - Step off that train, walk down the street. People usually latch on to newcomers to try and help them out. Even if you look shy, the other residents probably won't be!
2. WATCH TALK - Feeling lost? Disoriented? Don't worry, everyone feels that way on their first day. Fortunately - if the signs at the station are to believed - the watch in your pocket can be used to talk to whoever else might be here.
3. BAD WEATHER - Aw, man. Whether it's snow, or rain, or just plain cold, today was definitely the wrong day to get dumped off in a City in the middle of nowhere.
4. A RUN-IN - Maybe you weren't watching. Maybe they weren't. Either way, you just bumped into someone. Perhaps apologies are in order?
5. HELP, IT HURTS - Clumsy, aren't you? Perhaps wherever the train brought you from wasn't so friendly, or you just tripped and twisted your ankle. Either way, you're in a bit of pain. Hopefully someone will notice your booboos and help patch you up.
6. HUNGRY - It isn't very obvious sometimes that restaurants are what they are, especially in a place like Ruby City. Where can a person go to get a bite to eat around here?
7. MISTAKEN IDENTITY - Hey, there's someone you know! --Or maybe not.
8. BEING FOLLOWED - Maybe you're just being paranoid, or maybe you've got a reason to be afraid. Whatever it is, it feels like there's eyes on you...
9. EVENTS - Feel free to look through our event tag!
10. CHOOSE YOUR OWN - Don't like any of these ideas? Feel free to come up with your own!

Comments

Mettaton | Undertale (Spoilers for True Pacifist/Neutral Runs)

[mttbrandlegs]

[[OOC: I'm going to be testdriving two different versions of Mettaton in this meme!! One is Mettaton from a few months past the True Pacifist ending! The other is going to be King Mettaton, from the Neutral ending in which you kill Toriel and Undyne, but spare MTT, and he'll be about two weeks past talking to Frisk on the phone. These are two very different versions shaped by game events, and I'm trying to decide which to app. Please help, haha.]]

A. 1-1 (True Pacifist Mettaton)


[Well. Well well well. Well welly well well.

Mettaton's not much for trains, so he'd remember if he had wasted money on a ticket. However, as the train pulls into the station and he prepares to unboard, he's still wearing a passive look on his face, maybe even a slight smile.

After all, he wasn't the kind of guy to just look at a strange situation and panic! Quite the opposite, he was ready to take it head-on! Maybe he was even the guest star on a show himself, some secret and most daring kidnapping attempt by which to surprise the master of entertainment!

Yeah, he'll go with that!

The clack of his heels on the floor of the station echo through the empty space as the robot leaves the train, and he gives it a sideways look for only a brief moment before beginning to explore. His first stop is, naturally, the informative posters on the walls of the station. Bringing one gloved hand to his chin, he lets out a thoughtful hum.]

Ruby City, hmm? It certainly sounds like something off TV!! Alright then, where's the camera?! I can't really participate if no one tells me the rules, beauties!!!


B. 1-1 (King Mettaton)


[While not bereft his sense of humor, Mettaton doesn't look agreeable to the fact that he's on a train. There are no trains in the Underground, so he's only marginally familiar with the form of transportation and thusly knows something is afoot.

Still clad in cape, crown, and gilded gloves and boots, Mettaton exits onto the station platform, his visible brow drawn in annoyance. This...is not artificial light filtering through the windows, is it? There was nothing familiar about what he had created here. No statues, no stage lights and spotlights. He'd never allow for this level of brightness, because then none of his spectacular lighting through Hotland and beyond would look right.

It's not right. Where the hell is this?

...A smart king does his homework however, and he moves to the posters. Ruby City...it was not a part of the Underground.

Who had brought him here? Ohh, Mettaton would have to see. He's not a tyrant, oh no! Everything he did was for the benefit of the people, with only a few questionable tactics which he wouldn't discuss with the lesser citizens, because then they would realize that everything was not okay like he insisted it was, and he might have to do something about it.

Either way, he makes his way out of the station and into the brightness. Light doesn't bother him in general, but after so much time exposed to his own artificial lighting and nothing real, he does squint a little. It doesn't help his unpleasant expression very much, but eventually it evens out into a more passive one as his eye adjusts to the outside. He skims his surroundings, then eventually catches sight of someone at a distance. Hah! Now he'll get somewhere!]

Excuse me, sweetheart!! [He calls it out in a sweet, but imperative tone.] Could you help me? I appear to be a little lost!!


C. 4-10 (True Pacifist Mettaton)


[Having decided to explore in order to sate his curiosity on the surroundings, Mettaton has finally encountered Ruby City's namesake; the giant red obelisk in the center square.

To be honest, he's not impressed, and circles it with a judgmental look on his face before finally deciding to speak:]

This is pretty tacky, isn't it? It would look better in a lighter shade of rose quartz!!

[Someone. SHOW UP AND AGREE WITH HIM!]


D. 8-2 (King Mettaton)


[For a guy covered in jewelry and such, it's surprisingly easy for Mettaton to find when something doesn't belong. That's how he finds the watch while he's walking--well that, and where it was dangling from, it kept smacking into his thigh. That does get distracting, you know. Taking a pause, he looks it over and realizes what it is; it's a communication device! Very small, veeery interesting. He might even compliment the maker, because to make something so small functional? That's pretty good.

Flipping it open, he pokes at it a few times; a quick feed is broadcast of just his face once or twice, just while he's sorting the functions, but soon enough, a more stable video begins, and he smiles serenely into the camera.]

So that's what this is for? Thank you for the gift, my dear city, it's good to have a means of communication!! Hello there!! I'm sure you all know who I am, but just for the sake of propriety...my name is Mettaton, and I admit that right now, I'm quite confused!!

[Here, his expression becomes a little less inviting, and his tone gains a subtle edge.]

Why am I here? Please, tell me what beautiful individual I can impart my royal thanks to for displacing me from my lovely subjects~?

king mtt just because so B

[childofmercy]

[Frisk has, for once, escaped being babysat, when Mettaton sees him. In fact, the child is just heading to the station when spotted, hoping the train might have brought Sans back, or Papyrus or Toriel or someone else from home.

Mettaton is the last person he expects, not that he isn't happy. The child immediately brightens at the familiar figure and voice and scampers toward him, not even giving any thought to the robots getup. It has to be for some kind of show, right?

His watch stays stuffed in his pocket for now, too excited to try typing and starts wildly signing at MTT.]

We're in Ruby City! It's really neat and there are lots of people here and real sunlight and everything! Sans used to be here but he's gone now but that's okay because you're here now.

oh nooooo

[mttbrandlegs]

[Oh look! It's the beautiful, wonderful little human who had defeated him through merciful means. Mettaton's smile is saccharine, if not a little toothy.

And insincere.

He follows Frisk's signing--he's a robot, he knows many languages--and remains silent as he takes in the explanation. Hmm, so Sans was here? It's a shame he's gone. Mettaton could have used his agent. But this will suffice for now.

He has a little bit of a bone to pick with this human.]

How fascinating!! It's so wonderful to know that I'm being exposed to the surface, after all that has happened.

[The smile widens, if possible.]

Naturally, you must know I cannot stay. I have responsibilities to the Underground!! So tell me how to get home.

[Something about the way he said it didn't really sound like a request as much as an order.]

oh yesssssssssss

[childofmercy]

[The insincerity of the smile goes completely over the childs' head, all he cares about for the moment is that there's another familiar face in the city. There's far too much excitement to notice anything else.]

I think you'll like it. It's not like the Surface back home, everyone is really nice. I bet you'll like my friends, Chassie and Amelia. They'll like you, everyone does!

[Because everyone totally loves Mettaton, right?

Right.]

We can't go home, nobody knows how or if they do, they won't say. I would have gone home to mom already if I could. Oh! You can have Sans' apartment, I kept it clean. It might just be a little dusty and I never went in his room so I don't know how mess it is.

[mttbrandlegs]

[That's a lot of information, to be sure. But Mettaton only holds onto some of it at a time. The edges of his smile twitch as Frisk describes his experiences on the surface, and in the city. How one is better than the other, and how surely, Mettaton would love his friends, and they would love him in turn.

He's quite sure they would! But how dare Frisk tease him with such information, after...after the state he'd left the Underground in due to his murder--intentional? Accidental? Mettaton didn't care--of so many important monsters.

One fist balled up, the glove making a subtle sound as the fabric stretched around Mettaton's metal fingers.]

How...inconvenient that is.

[He might have left it there, except for one thing--Frisk actually suggesting he stay in Sans' old apartment?!]

Beautiful, are you making fun of me? Why would I stay in an apartment when I. Am a king?

[childofmercy]

Sorry.

[That they can't go home, that Frisk doesn't know more, that it's just the two of them now. The list could go on.

There's one big thing that sticks out, though Frisk wants to comment on everything, that makes it impossible for him to not look confused. His face scrunches up; no matter how much he likes Mettaton, and that everyone undergound loves him, he can't really think of the robot as a king.]

How can you be king when Asgore's the king. Are you a boss monster too and you never told me?

[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton actually dials it back a little, because that reaction confuses him.]

Of course I'm not a boss monster, What are you talking about, you killed the only remaining boss monsters in the Underground!!

[He looks irate that Frisk doesn't recall. Clearly it hadn't been all that important to them.]

[childofmercy]

[That immediately has Frisk's cheeks puffing up, looking as insulted as possible for someone so little. And then starts the angry signing.]

I DIDN'T KILL NOBODY!

[huff huff]

Flowey said it was kill or be killed but I don't like hurting people.

[mttbrandlegs]

Liar.

[Mettaton says it coldly. He knows this human. This human knows him. He looks the same as Mettaton remembers him.

...Maybe it was a dream. Maybe being king wasn't real. The robot looks down at his own hands, as if to find some inconsistency in his outfit. But there isn't. Same cape, same gloves. Same everything.]

You're lying, because Asgore would be alive if he hadn't faced you! I know this! Do you intend to tell me that all of my memories are fabricated?!!

[childofmercy]

[It's rude to call someone a liar, Mettaton, didn't anyone ever tell you that?]

Nuh-uh! I went to talk to him and mom came and stopped us because she didn't want me to have to live with killing someone. We just found another way to break the barrier! He even cuts the bushes and stuff now at my school!

[And to finish, like any child, Frisk just sticks his tongue out at Mettaton.]

[mttbrandlegs]

[For a split second, Mettaton considered grabbing that tongue and slowly, painfully yanking it out of Frisk's mouth. If the kid thought he was violent before, then they hadn't seen what Mettaton had become quite so clearly.

That entire phone call from before? A lie. A fabrication to hide how ugly Mettaton was, and how much he'd fucked up the Underground. And Frisk wouldn't even answer for it?! This was on their shoulders, and they didn't. Even. Remember?!]

The barrier isn't broken...it was never broken!

[He tries to sound aggressive as he had when he'd called the boy a liar. But the creeping self-doubt was starting to take hold, and it made him sound a little desperate. Was he wrong? Was he losing it? Had he made it all up?

Or maybe he hadn't...and had instead repressed their freedom so that he could stay on top. No. No? He wouldn't do that--

Except...yes. He would. Didn't he sacrifice Alphys to further his interests?

God...what was going on?]

[childofmercy]

[Frisk's cheeks puff up again. He didn't lie, Toriel had told him lying was bad, as if that hadn't been something everyone learn by his age up on the Surface. And then he stomps like any angry kid who think they're being treated unfairly.]

Yes, it was! Mom is a teacher at my school now and Asgore does the bushes and stuff and you and Napstablook and Shyren are famous.

[It was still a little surprising how quickly they'd dominated attention, considering how... careful they were trying to be when it ca,e to human-monster relations.]

[mttbrandlegs]

Shut. Up!

[Mettaton can't take it anymore. He's distressed at the information, which cannot be true. The human is fraying his last nerve with their overactive imagination, and it's really starting to show, despite how much he tries to push it away. To pretend that Frisk is just saying this to guilt him, and that none of it is real because how could it be?

He's parroting Mettaton's shattered dreams to him, and talking about Shyren and Napstablook?! How dare Frisk even think of his cousin and old friend?!]

This is not what I know!! This...is wrong!!

like the explosives, C-4(-10)

[believe_it_or_not]

"Actually," Ivy said, "I always thought it would look better in green." She and Grey had come up behind the newcomer, an arm around each other, enjoying the time without chaperones to remind them what was proper. Though it had been amusing just how much joy Electra took from the role. Given the likely outcome of her betrothal, she wasn't going to live long enough to have much happiness in her life, so how could Ivy begrudge her anything? Still, the freedom of Ruby City was a lovely change, even if she did miss everyone terribly. She hoped she would be back in time, at least, to say goodbye... No! She knew she would! She believed she would, and she would.

Better to focus on this place, on where and when she was now. She pushed back some of her green hair with a free hand and offered a stunning smile. Now that she got a look at the newcomer... he did look rather odd. Well! Thank goodness for that, she was beginning to fear that this place would turn out to be as boring as drear Mundania.

"Or, we could leave it the way it is," Grey said with the soft sigh of someone resigned to knowing that wasn't actually going to happen...

[mttbrandlegs]

((OOC: I'm such a brat, I know, but is there any way you could color Grey's stuff anything but black? xD My background is set to black for my light-sensitive eyes so I have to highlight to see his text. Sorry about that, friendo.))

"Hmm, green? I suppose we could go with that too, so long as it's rich and vibrant!!"

Mettaton doesn't seem bothered to be contradicted. Maybe he sort of is, because pink is superior to green EVERY TIME in his mind, but he still has time to give others their fair shake, because he's that great a guy.

"Oh, but keeping it the same wouldn't be any fun at all," he adds, addressing the gentleman with a pouty twist of his lips. "There is always room for improvement!!!"

[believe_it_or_not]

(No problem, I will do my best to remember. Feel free to remind me on any posts, I have a quick button setup for color now.)

"Now that," Ivy said with a laugh, "I can agree with. Except maybe with Grey. Grey is perfect." As they didn't introduce themselves, she could well be discussing the color, given the context.

Grey sighed a bit and squeezed his fingers around hers in a gesture of love, even if he didn't quite see things the way she did. He knew better than to argue, to save arguments for when they mattered.

B 1-1 (since you said to reply to both forms with the same character...

[believe_it_or_not]

"I'd actually rather that you didn't call her 'sweetheart'," Grey muttered under his breath. He was perfectly willing to help the stranger out, but still.

"Maybe he was flirting with you," Ivy teased, then smiled and turned to the new comer. He looked so interesting! Whatever could he be? "Hello, welcome to Ruby City. We'd be happy to help, if you like. I am Princess Ivy of Xanth, this is Grey."

"Murphy," he said before she could finish introducing him any other way. "Grey Murphy. And you would be?"

[mttbrandlegs]

"You could take it either way, darling," Mettaton hums patiently, this time clearly directing his pet name to Grey. Whether it's to aggravate the man or assure he doesn't feel left out? That's not clear. But the robot seems placid enough, crossing his noodly arms and regarding Ivy with curiosity. Oh ho, another royal is it?

Fine, he can respect that. She's one step below him as far as he's concerned though.

"Very good to meet you, beauties! I am Mettaton, King of the Underground!! It is truly an unexpected pleasure, but I am afraid I cannot stay!! I have business to attend to back home, so my one humble request would be information on how to return home!"

[believe_it_or_not]

Ivy twitched a bit at that, then sighed. "We don't have the Big Book of Answers here," she said softly, shaking her head. "We don't have the Good Magician's castle full of resources. We've been doing the best we can, but that's one answer we haven't found yet.

"We know a lot of people here would like to go home. While we can't help with that, we can help you settle in, if you want."

Re: A

[liquid_serpent]

[What was with this guy? Liquid eyed the strange, tall robotic man up with a narrowed glance. Cameras? TV? Did he think this one some kind of television show? How wrong he would be. The blond walked up to him and offered him a strange glance.]

There are no rules as such. Perhaps stay alive? That might be a useful one. Also, watch out for the Overseers. They tend to like throwing us into the gauntlet now and then.

[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton puts a hand to his hip, cocking it out slightly as he side-glances at the human. It's less condescending and more...he just likes posing and looking good. He grins as he hears the blond explain what probably counts as "rules" as far as Mettaton's concerned.]

Sounds like fun!! Well, when are we starting?! I don't have all day!!

[...He still thinks it's a show.]

[liquid_serpent]

It's not a game. This is life or death I am talking about.

[Was this robot for real? Did he think this was just some game? Far from it. A cruel smile spread over Liquid's lips at the idea of just allowing the robot to believe this was just some game. What if he didn't tell him about the events? Let him find out himself...]

The events are random and we aren't allowed to know when they happen. They just do.

C because why not eh

[wavesofjade]

[She chuckles softly when she hears him, having watched him circle the obelisk with a look on his face that she had seen many times. He found something distasteful, but it was finding out just what it was and why that makes her laugh.]

Perhaps it would, but I do not think that it would have the same gravitas.

[A partial agreement is better than none at all, surely?]

You are new here, are you not?

tmw my character is actually taller than yours for once?? lol

[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton is totally fine with partial agreement, and glances at the tall woman who had addressed his opinion. Well!! Maybe he'd gotten lucky after all; she looked like a monster as well!

Then again...she didn't know who he was. Oh, boo.]

Yes, I suppose I am! Nothing quite like waking up on a train you don't recall taking to a city you've never heard of!!

[...Which he seems terribly flippant about. Or maybe he's just mixing it with sarcasm. Either way.]

Are you a local, darling?

makes a change

[wavesofjade]

A local? I do not know if I would call myself that.

[Yet, with the sweeps behind her here and nowhere else to go should she leave, could she honestly call herself anything else? It's an internal debate, and not one for this conversation as she rises to her feet and delicately brushes a crease out of her skirts.

That this person is taller than her is a... unique experience. She tilts her head up to meet his eyes.]

I am the Dolorosa. What might I address you as?