User blog:Addfire/ToSWiki!Tale Part 6

''I'm honestly so sorry for the delay, my summer schedule is really hectic. I'm kinda excited to be wrapping this up, to be honest, so.. let the story begin!''

Eclipsa was lounging in her living room. It was a sparsely decorated place, quite spartan. The walls were an olive green, with nothing adorning them save her vast collection of spears. She was reclined on a couch, navy blue. She didn't really like it that much, but the last time she tried redecorating her kitchen was set on fire. So she just rolled with i

This was her second house. After she met Spicy, she had decided to leave the Waterfalls (she had never liked it anyhow, 3DD13 lived a couple doors down and sung non-stop) and move to Snowtown. Which she honestly loved. A simple life with simple needs, that's what she wanted.

The doorbell rang. She got up, confused. Who would be visiting her? Spicy had told her weeks ago that he'd be in the Hotlands for the weekend unless something came up, and Ghosty wasn't exactly in control of himself enough to visit her house. Eclipsa walked to the door, and opened it. No one was there.

She looked around. Nothing, save for a set of footprints freshly marked in the snow. She looked down. An envelope. She reached down, picked up the letter, and walked back inside, closing the door.

It was quiet in Snowtown, she loved that. You could hear a pin drop, although to be fair because of the amount of snow it would only work if the dropper of the pin was inside. If they were outside there might be a muffled crunch.

She tore open the envelope with surgical precision, and lifted out a cream-colored piece of paper. It was written in handwriting she immediately recognized as Spicy's. But Spicy never used the mail. Huh.

Dear Eclipsa, the letter began, ''I have a... surprise of sorts for you. Remember the room we let Rubik use when he first came to Snowtown, the one at Francois' inn? Well, come there as quick as you can. You won't regret it, I can garantee that.''

Eclipsa grinned. What could Spicy have for her? Her cheeks blushed at one of the thoughts that went through her head, and she pulled on a sweater to go to the inn.

The night that Rubik had been punched through a window, he went to sleep, to see Desert.

"I know you're here, you bloodstained psychopath! Come on, you haven't anything better to do!" He shouted in his dream.

Sure enough, in a swirl of his coat, Desert appeared, with the same sickening grin. "Back already?" He taunted. "Lemme read a dictionary entry for you. Masochisism. Noun. The tendency to derive pleasure from one's own pai-"

"You're right." Rubik was quiet, but then again the best leaders are able to be heard without being loud.

"I'm... Yes, of course I am! Glad you can see it! So, you gonna start killing off others now? Break free from that grip?"

"No. I'm going to kill myself. And I want every major player to watch."

Desert opened his mouth, then closed it again.

"I'm arranging for everyone from Jmskilz to Playful to meet me at a certain room, at an inn. And I want you to be there."

"How? In case you haven't noticed, my thing is dreams."

"Oh, shut up. Rex is dead, and he's able to come! So, how about you, ya know, just do it?"

Desert smiled, not noticing the draconian warrior that had risen behind him. "Sure. I'll be there."

"Great," grinned Rubik. "And this is for the last two dreams you gave me."

The warrior stabbed Desert through the back, then withdrew his sword and tried to bring it down as a hammer, attempting to cut Desert in two. Desert scrambled backwards, but the monster was quicker, and was on him in a flash.

Another Rubik, maybe even one from before the fall into the mountain, might have looked away, squeamish. This Rubik saw it all. The Rubik of today was in the inn, awaiting people. He'd already knocked Haw unconscious with the help of Ghosty, and Desert was intangible so he got no help there.

Eclipsa walked through the doors, almost not seeing Rubik. Rubik knocked Eclipsa out with a quick strike to the temple.

In a matter of hours Spicy, Playful, Jmskilz, Sondz, Haw, and Cheng were all forced into sleep. 3DD13 actively helped, and Rex just... existed. Rubik made sure that everyone save Ghosty and 3DD13 were tied to chairs in his room. Then he waited for them to wake up, handling a gun that 3DD13 had made for him.

Rubik tested an idea of his.

As if pulled by strings, everyone woke up at once.

Spicy was the first to react. "What the actual fucking hell, Rubik? Why did you tie me up he-"

His voice was overridden by Playful's. "Excuse me, but what is the killer of my child doing here?"

Sondz began to speak, his voice taking on a regal timbre. "I demand that you release us at once!"

Jmskilz: "3DD13? Why are yo-"

Cheng: "Rubik, has Ghosty been-"

The voices mixed amongst each other in a menagerie of sound. Rubik clapped his hands together. "People, quiet!"

The room silenced immediately.

"Ghosty has probably spoken to most of you about an 'Author'. A figure that, supposedly, controls all of our lives. Until two days ago, I believed none of it. And I'm not asking you to, either. I just want you here, so that you can seewhat I'm about to do. Witnesses are necessary here.

"Two days ago, I was punched through a window and landed headfirst with enough force to crack the pavement. Without a scratch on me. And no author kills their main character in such an anticlimactic way, right?

"Well, even if you don't believe me, I will prove it. 3DD13, for reasons his own, agrees with me, and made me this gun. I will now shoot myself."

Rubik pressed the gun to his temple, and didn't give his stomach time to feel sick before he fired the gun.

It jammed.

"Well, ain't that unusual! My gun jammed. Well, that's believab-" Rubik turned around and fired four bullets into the wall. Each one landed. "Hey, I thought this thing was jammed!" Rubik exclaimed in mock surprise.

The air split in two.

There was a brownish-blackish-blondish haired person, although the hair was dyed blue-purple-red-green. They were a girl/boy, with brownish-hazel-blue-green-grey eyes and just about as tall as they were.

"I give up, alright? You fucking win. Great. Awesome. YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW, FUCKER? NOW I HAVE TO FUCKING END YOUR WORLD!"

Rubik looked up at this new arrival, sweat pouring down his brow. "Are you... the Author?"

"WOW, LOOKS LIKE EINSTEIN HERE HAS THREE WORKING NEURONS! YEAH, GREAT JOB, IDIOT!" With a quick sweep of it's-his-her-their hand, everything disappeared. Except for Rubik, and the Author.

The Author was much more quiet now, seeming almost sad. "It's too bad. I had a great idea for this world, too... You know that you're literally a figment of my imagination, right? Anything you say is, and I am not exaggerating, me talking to myself. But I know you have something to say, heroes usually do, so... Go ahead."

Rubik opened his mouth, closed it. Thought for a second. "Why'd you allow this to happen?"

"What, you rounding everyone up? Well, once the path started I realized that your character would follow it to it's conclusion. Why?"

"Well, I mean, if you just changed my character a little, we wouldn't be here."

"Eh. This world was doomed anyways. The closest thing to a villain was Desert, and... I don't know."

"So you wanted this to happen?"

"Fuck no, I wanted a good story, not some meta-mindfuck bullshit."

"But... you just said..."

"It's alright. You don't exist, don't worry yourself over the little details. I have some good ideas for my next story, anyways."

"Well, I probably wouldn't have even gone against you if Ghosty didn't exist!"

"Yeah, well, Ghosty wanted to be in my story. And I gave him a part. It just... wasn't a healthy one, story-wise."

"And Desert?"

"Oh yeah, Desert was one of the movers-and-shakers. He and Sondz were supposed to... You know what? Forget it. I'm done."

The Author clenched his fist, and everything went dark.

Addfire, Spicy, Playful, HAWAIIAN, Desert, Sondz, Francois, Rex, Ghosty, FirePyre, Cheng, Venera, Minecraft, Rubik, and Jmskilz walked out of the theater.

"... I'm honestly really please with the way the play turned out," Spicy was saying, "And you know how much I love Undertale. Honestly, this whole tribute was really cool of you to think up, Add!"

Addfire grinned. "Thanks, Spicy. But all I did was write the script and then have that cameo at the very end. It really wasn't too... extraordinary."

Rubik patted Addfire on the shoulder. "But seriously, giving me the lead part! You're a pal, you really are. Thanks so much."

FirePyre was thoughtful. "I don't know, I wish you two had rehearsed that last meta scene more."

"Quit worrying!" Scolded Playful. "The movie will do just fine. And the ending, that shot of darkness with that blip of light going out? That was a stroke of genius on Cameraman FirePyre's part."

Cheng looked at her watch. "Oh shoot, is that the time! C'mon, Desert, let's go."

Desert frowned. "But I wanted to-" Cheng whispered something in his ear. "Yes, ma'am! Anything you say, ma'am!"

They disappeared.

Addfire waved the group goodbye. She was tired, and had tried to come up with something as an excuse for missing Spicy and Eclipsa's wedding. She soon made it to her house, and let herself in. She trudged up the stairs. She opened the room to her chamber.

Sitting on her bed was a figure.

It looked... Well, it looked exactly like her depiction of the Author. Addfire drew a scimitar, splitting her stance and holding the blade in front of her. "Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?"

I am Something More.

Addfire realized immediately that this thing was the real deal. Only Jm could speak mentally, and Jm wasn't nearly as good as Addfire at being someone else.

"What do you want? I hope you realize you've ruined my last two works. ToSWiki!Tale was supposed to be a silly little thing, not a meta, introspective... And I'm not even gonna touch Taking the Plunge."

I thought that Taking the Plunge went well.

"It did, but it was you who made it good, not me. So what do you want?"

An alliance.

"To the point, aren't you? Well my answer is no."

Why?

"I don't make deals with ideas, for one."

''But you need me. That is what your stories miss, that I try to give. I am what everyone both needs and has. I am.''

"Sure."

''A good man wants more happiness. Something More. A bad man wants more dead bodies. Something More. The average person wants more money. Something More. The Bhuddha wanted people to not want. Something More. Everyone is driven by me. So why do you refuse?''

"I..."

What do you want?

"Oh, the newest pack of Cardfight!!!Vanguard Cards."

''What. Do you want.''

"... An enemy, because important people have enemies."

What do you want?

"Never being forgotten."

 What do you want?

"Immortality!"

 WHAT DO YOU WANT? 

"... Something more."

''I need a medium. You need a muse. Help me.''

And Addfire agreed.

End of Part 6!

End of ToSWiki!Tale

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