[Mettaton's pretty sure this isn't real at this point. If it was, then Napstablook wouldn't be human. This was the gods...but knowing that doesn't make his nightmare any less real. Perhaps it makes it even more real, at that, because even though he was doing it, he's fighting.
And yet...even despite all his best efforts, he couldn't affect this.
His master knows that they're faking, and so Mettaton is punished, driven to a knee as the electrical shock emanates from his collar. He lets out a stifled grunt of pain...and then nothing.
He goes deathly still.]
...Blooky. Please forgive me...for what I'm about to do.
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And yet...even despite all his best efforts, he couldn't affect this.
His master knows that they're faking, and so Mettaton is punished, driven to a knee as the electrical shock emanates from his collar. He lets out a stifled grunt of pain...and then nothing.
He goes deathly still.]
...Blooky. Please forgive me...for what I'm about to do.