hadriel_logs | Event Log: Fourth Wall, Part Two

Who: Everyone in the city + Fourth Wall visitors!
What: Part two of the fourth wall event, hosted by Sorrow, Rage, and Hope!
Where: All around the city
When: November 1st-November 7th
Warnings: Visitors from other worlds!

Welcome to Hadriel! Or, for those who have been here, please continue enjoying your stay. Perhaps you arrived here last week, and have been wandering around since then, making new friends. Or perhaps you've just arrived, and have no idea what's going on. You may have woken up in the colosseum, or near a temple, or in one of the numerous other locations in the city. You might be confused and frightened to find yourself in this underground city, or maybe you're just wondering why you haven't been sent home yet, when others have.

Whatever the case may be, the situation in the city has changed somewhat. There is still a gently glowing path leading you to a nicely-outfitted party, but the specifics of it have changed. If you're a new arrival, it'll be easy to follow the path and find the party - if you're not, well, the color of the light has changed, signalling that something's different. Maybe you want to check it out?

Around the clearing are gently glowing flowers, illuminating both the tables and the rest of the area, bright enough to make things clear even when the larger light at the apex of the cave is gone. On the tables are an array of different kinds of food - however, sampling this food will quickly make it clear that nearly everything is spicy, whether subtly so or with a burning heat. The cookies seem to have chili oil in them, the dip has jalapeno-like peppers. It's hard to find anything that won't burn your mouth a bit. If you're lucky enough to find something that doesn't, though, it will most certainly be somewhat bitter or quite sour. That doesn't mean the food tastes bad - if spicy and sour are your sort of thing, they're delicious! If you're looking for something more normal, though, you're out of luck.

Also on the tables are a variety of drinks, and these at least are not spicy. Instead, they're the sort of warm, comforting drinks that might remind you of home, of curling up in a soft blanket while rain falls outside. Warm cocoa, hot cider, teas of various flavors. Just the sort of thing to soothe a worried newcomer.

Decorating the area are various banners with welcoming messages saying things like 'HADRIEL' 'THIS IS A PARTY' 'EAT FOOD' and 'DO NOT DIE'. They are all identical, with large black block letters on plain white paper. They look very similar to something that you might print out on a standard office laser printer at the last minute if you have no discernible sense of humor or fun.

Scattered around can be found exciting party games such as pin the tail on the donkey and musical chairs. Here and there can also be found various pinatas of different types. Break them open, see what comes out! If you're really lucky it'll be candy - if not, it might be full of bouncy balls or cherry tomatoes. Good times!
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Or maybe you don't like parties? No worries. The rest of the city has plenty of places to explore- maybe you'd like to stumble in our Silent Hill zone, have a quick look around the alien orchard, or check out any of the god temples that can inspire their chosen emotion. Be careful not to get lost in the tunnels leading away from the cave- none of them can actually move you above ground, but you may run into a few monsters on the way.

For those of you who came last week, here's your chance to help out newbies along with the people who have been here forever! Join in on the festivities if you like, or try to orient as many of the others as you can. Rule the newcomers at musical chairs, continue your fight club, pick up a second weird cave girlfriend and then watch as they dump you and hook up with each other! There's no end to the possible fun.
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Enjoy the fourth wall event at Hadriel! Once you're settled in feel free to explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies.

Fourth wall characters do not enter with phones so they cannot reach the network- however, if you'd like to handwave that they somehow got ahold of Mello's Newcomer guide to avoid the 'where am I/what is this' sort of questions, then feel free!

Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers November 1st-November 7th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well! Fourth wall characters will not have posting access, so grab an in-game friend if you wanted to do anything separate from the main log.
► Fourth wall characters will be in the city for at least one week. If you want them to stay longer, our applications are now open!
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

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Mettaton smirks a bit.

"There is only one robot, and that robot is me! My name is Mettaton, the Underground's biggest, best, and only celebrity!"

This robot is a force to be reckoned with, and his bull-headed stubborness helps him push past any peculiarities that a potential conversational partner might have if he finds them interesting enough.

"Now, what about you, Mx. Mysterious Brooding Stranger? What's your name?"

He already knows his name, he thinks, but all the same, social protocol dictates that you at least ask before revealing that you met them in another dimension and learned their name then.

He inclines his head slightly. The robot declares himself as if the doctor should already know who he is. Interesting. He must either be from a future version of the Underground, or an adjacent D-brane entirely.

"You must forgive me. I fear I have never heard of you. Perhaps our universal iterations--that is to say, our worlds. Are slightly different."

All the same, there are social protocols to be respected here. He offers a hand to shake. This robot is overly loud and somewhat annoying, but his mere existence is a point of interest.

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He pauses.

How odd.

Clears his nonexistent throat.

"...Perhaps it would be best if you simply called me 'Doctor.' It is nice to meet you, Mettaton. May I ask. Did someone create you, or did you self-generate?"

Mettaton sighs a bit, but that's the extent that he shows how annoyed he is at not being recognized. In this place, it's really no skin off his bones! Or his conversation partner's, at any rate.

"Mm, I'm not surprised to hear that. I've run into quite a few people today who should have known me but didn't. Or they did know me, but they didn't really know me."

Like Sans. Like Alphys. Poor Alphys. He can't say that Wonderland would be any better for her, but at least she'd have him if she went there. ...then again he'd have two anxious lizards to worry about if that happened.

Goodness. No. That's too many lizards.

Mettaton takes the hand and the terrifying vocal distortion of the skeleton's name in stride. His grip is firm as his ears ring with the sound of unnatural pitches, each crescendoing until all that comes to mind is a dark void with no sun. He shakes his head a bit to loosen the abyss's grip on his sanity. None of that nonsense, now!

"Created, my dear Doctor! The talented and capable hands of the great Dr. Alphys built me! Though the idea of my existence wasn't entirely hers."

He gives his fellow Monster a playful wink.

He nods slowly.

"Judging by my other experiences here with fellow monsters, I would conclude that I am likely from your past."

Ostensibly, of course. Inasmuch as he can be from any past or future. He has spoken with Sans and with Alphys. He knows what happens. What is inevitable.

He is not from anywhere or anywhen.

The robot--Mettaton--is surprisingly composed despite the apparent temporary breakdown of reality and physics. It is mildly impressive. Also impressive that he takes the offered hand and shakes it, though the doctor knows it is almost certainly out of a sense of social obligation. He is intimidating; he is not well-liked. He should not, apparently, exist.

"Alphys. I see. She did show quite a talent for robotics."

So she finished her PhD. How nice. He did not doubt that she would. She has a certain brilliance and dedication.

Mettaton looks intrigued, cocking his head to the side curiously as he takes in The Doctor's looks a bit more.

"From my past? Goodness, that's a new one. I'm used to seeing people from my future or a present deviation from my own. Or, in a few instances, being from other people's futures."

He chuckles a bit, looking out over the party and shaking his head.

"This isn't my first time in some magical pocket dimension. Currently, if this cave of ours lets me go back, I am living in one. Not by choice, I assure you."

His attention returns to the skeleton when he speaks so... familiarly about Alphys.

"Do you know her? She never mentioned knowing a doctor!"

"I must admit. This is all rather new for me."

It's very different to catch occasional glimpses of other timelines, occasional snippets of conversation, than it is to actually meet and engage with other times and dimensions. He supposes this was perhaps a logical conclusion to his experiments--the eventual failure notwithstanding.

How curious that this robot has apparently switched between pocket dimensions. Implying not only that such places are common, but that travel between them is readily possible and available.

"Is this secondary place you speak of also in a cave?"

One would expect less deviation. It would be quite easier to transition from one universe to an adjacent one with very few alterations or differences. A place like this seems more like another planet than another world. Different life forms, different geology.

He blinks, somewhat lost in thought.

"In my time, she works for me."

"Goodness no! It's a mansion, filled with magical closets that give you anything you want if you know how to be specific. It's honestly a bit of an upgrade from this grungy place."

It's also more conducive to helping him live.

"It's not as big as this place however. It's the size of an estate, while this cave seems bigger."

The idea of Alphys working for anyone other than herself feels bizarre, even as bits and pieces of old memories jumble together in his head to try and make sense of why his statement also feels... right? In a way?

"Interesting! She is the Royal Scientist in my world. Did you also work with robotics?"

Event Log: Fourth Wall, Part Two

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pre-core gaster is basically just awkward and weird

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the heat death of the universe has come and gone and pen finally tags this

LAUGHS A LOT, IT'S OK