Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

91 - LIGHTS, CAMERA, BLOODSHED!

(FRISK POV)

     My eyes adjusted from the flash to see a bunch of pink, glittery fog. As I looked up from the ground, spotlights shone on the settling pink dust, to reveal a silhouette of a tall man in stilettos where Mettaton stood.

"No..."

"Oh, Yes..." A smooth, deep voice echoed through the silent arena. The sound guy played some dramatic guitar riffs through the giant speakers. "Ohh my. If you flipped my switch, that can only mean one thing. You're desperate for the premiere of my new body. How rude... Lucky for you, I've been aching to show this off for a long time. So... as thanks, I'll give you a handsome reward. I'll make your last living moments..." The fog cleared, revealing Mettaton's new body. "ABSOLUTELY Fabulous!"

*Mettaton EX makes his premiere!

Mettaton's new body was... flamboyant. His torso consisted of a glass jar holding a monster SOUL, and above that was a hot pink chest plate with a full speaker system built in (presumably for playing canned applause for when no one's around to clap for him). He had huge black steel pauldrons covering the mechanical connectors between his shoulders and arms. His arms were the same as they were previously, gloves and all. Instead of a single wheel, Mettaton now had legs.

     Man, did he have legs. His legs were made of the same black steel as his shoulder pads, and they were attached to long, hot pink stilettos. His face looked incomplete, some of the left cheek was missing, revealing metal plating. Tiny bolts kept what was there in place. His left eye consisted of a camera (with a surprisingly human looking gray iris), and his jet-black hair was swooshed over his right eye.

     I Checked, without listening for what my other ACTions were.

     "Mettaton EX. ATK 47, DEF 47. His weak point is his heart-shaped core." I looked around, wondering if Chara had any input, but he was still passed out on the ground. I knew that he was still breathing, and at least he was safe.

"Lights! Camera! Action!" The crowd went wild. Mettaton attacked me with his legs, which were very effective weapons. I narrowly avoided being hit, but the last kick sent me skidding across the ground. Trying to ignore the noises, I ACTed again.

*Check                  *Boast
*Pose           *Heel Turn

A screen showing the show's ratings was behind Mettaton. Well, if I have to be dramatic about it... I couldn't help but crack a smile. I chose pose.

Despite being hurt, I posed dramatically on the ground. The audience applauded me. So this is why Mettaton does it, I thought to myself, relishing in the feeling of the audience's cheers. According to the ratings, more and more people were tuning in.

"I'm the idol everyone craves!" Mettaton remarked as drones in the shape of his old body floated in with parasols, firing at me with heart-shaped missiles. I figured out that I could shoot the drones, which made the audience get even crazier.

I did get hit with a few, but luckily it was just weak magic, and the audience didn't seem to mind the idea of Mettaton winning.

"Do your worst Mettaton!" I chose boast from my ACT options. "Your magical machines won't hit me at ALL!" Mettaton caught on to what I was doing and played along. Mettaton's a really good sport when it comes to trying to kill me.