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Local Girl Ruins Everything (Undertale Quest)

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>What is your name?

You can't remember it.

You can't remember your name.

It was there for a...
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>You are Frisk.
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    Hello? Ecks Dee?
    >What is your name?​

    You can't remember it.​

    You can't remember your name.

    It was there for a moment, a brief beautiful moment, but now it's gone. It's empty.

    Your head is empty and you can't think of anything. It's a blank space, where your name used to be. A slot that was that is now 'not'. You are a person who 'has no name'.

    >Enter name.​

    >Vriska
    >Ness
    >Young
    >Ib

    ​
    >ERROR.
    >ERROR.
    >ERROR.

    >Name entered.​

    Ah. Yes. Your name is FRISK.

    You open your eyes and the world is dark except for a single, solitary patch of green that you feel touching your back, a warm and filling feeling. But somehow...

    You barely feel a thing. It's like there was something with you, but its gone now.

    You sit up. There's a bit of wetness on your hands, and you tightly grip the grass, holding onto it like its the only thing there. But, nevertheless, you have to move forward. You can't stay here forever... can you?

    You realize you could.

    You could choose to never move forward. To never leave this single patch of grass, this small place that exists in darkness besides for that brilliant green. This is an option for you. But...

    There's something inside you. A feeling, of sorts, one that you vaguely remember - it's scattered and blended but you think you know its name.

    Ah.

    Yes.

    Of course.

    You stand up.

    You take a step forward.

    It fills you with determination.

    LOCAL GIRL RUINS EVERYTHING
    ​
    It's dark and empty, the corridor you walk down. You open your mouth to ask for help, but... Something tells you nobody's going to come. It's barren, here. Empty. But you keep moving forward, down this corridor that feels far too familiar.

    A shiver goes up your spine as you see what's ahead - a set of doors, and in front of them, another patch of grass. But why are you scared? There's nothing there. Just a wilted flower, looking towards the floor. You aren't entirely sure of what sort of flower it is. From what you recall, you weren't that interested in flowers. You kind of hated them.

    The flower slowly turns upwards, revealing a bright smiling face that almost automatically falls when it sees you staring at it. It grimaces as it looks at you, and you look back at it, blinking slowly.

    "Oh god. It's you."

    This flower is the worst.

    You open your mouth to respond, but it rolls right on over like you aren't even there.

    "Why are you even here? What do you expect to change? Hail the conquering hero? Or do you just want to be accepted?"

    You don't actually know what the flower's talking about. It is a very stupid flower.

    "Don't you realize that nobody wants you here? You're just retreading the same steps, over and over, and hoping for a different result. It's all so pointless for you, though. It's the same ending every time."

    You aren't really sure what the flower is saying, and there's nobody else here to really ask. As obnoxious as it is, you turn to it and ask the flower what it means.

    "Mean?"

    It snickers a bit, using a leaf to wipe some droplets of water from the grass near it.

    "There's no meaning at all. Not to you, at least."

    It sighs, a dramatic, drawn-out thing that makes you more then a bit uncomfortable. "You'll just keep going, on and on and on and on and on and on and on..."

    It looks through you, straight on into the darkness behind you, like you aren't even there.

    "Until you tire of it. But us? We just can't help it. We're stuck here. Stuck here with you. Forever."

    You open your mouth to ask the flower how to go home, but as the words tumble out they sound... wrong. Like you're lying when you say them.

    "There's no home anywhere anymore. But if you want, you could try left. Because there are no right answers for you are there?"

    A nervous chuckle escapes from your lips, even though you don't want it to. The flower turns to you, a hollow look in its eyes. You say its joke was funny, but you didn't mean to laugh, it just sort of escaped from you. The flower ignores your apology.

    "Yes. You would think that was funny, wouldn't you? Go away."

    You're uncomfortable.

    This entire situation makes you uncomfortable, and you have no idea why. You look at your feet, and feel this barren, empty lump in your throat. A hand reaches up to your eyes, and there are tears there.

    "Unbelievable. Are you seriously crying?"

    A nod.

    "What? Really? You think you have any right to cry? After what you did? After everything that you did?"

    This...

    It stirs something in you. A part of you that is empty now whispers something that you cannot hear, and nudges you slightly as if you should answer. But you just shake your head at the flower, wipe away your tears, and it stares at you.

    "Unbelievable. Oh this is... this is just amazing! You don't know!"

    It laughs.

    It's like nails scratching down a chalkboard made of glass.

    "You don't know what you did! You have no idea what you've done!"

    The laugh carries, the empty room echoing with the sounds of this flower as you stand there, staring at it feeling just as empty as the room.

    "But I know."

    It stops.

    Everything stops.

    The flower's face warps, twists into something vicious and terrifying, a face with too many teeth, teeth that drip with some substance you don't know of, and eyes that burn with hatred as they stare at you, burrowing deep inside of you.

    "We all know. That's why she's not here right now, you know."

    Who?

    "Because she REMEMBERS what you were when you came here. And she let you leave."

    This flower makes you extremely uncomfortable and everything it says is awful. This is the worst morning ever.

    "And more than that? And more than that?"

    It looks at you. You look at its teeth.

    "She knows that its all"

    Saliva drips from them in an interesting way. You watch it intently, trying to ignore the tingling up your spine. First tooth, fourth tooth, second tooth.

    "Her"

    Seventh tooth, twelfth tooth, first tooth.

    "Fault."

    Four Two Seven Twelve One

    "Oh."

    The flower's face breaks out into an even more gruesome smile as it looks at you, as it peers at you.

    "Oh my. Ah. Oh. Oh. Oh. This is all... Just a big joke, isn't it?"

    "So I'll just laugh."

    It laughs.

    "HAhaHAhaHEEheeHoOHahAHAha"
    It sends a chill down your spine as the flower laughs again. It's too... real. To close to what a human would laugh like, what a real person would sound like. You can't take it. You start to turn away, to run, but the flower talks like you aren't there.

    "None of you actually care about anyone here. You don't like us, but you don't hate us. And you can't stop watching either. Chara, Frisk, me... You just want to know what we're going to do."

    Your ears perk up at your name and you turn back around, while the flower continues.

    "You care about not caring. It's just words, right? And when the real thing doesn't give you enough, you'll keep going on your own. It's just..."

    It stare at you. Those empty eyes are back, that empty smile is back.

    "A"

    "Big"

    "Fat"

    "Joke."

    You are extremely confused by the flower's constant speech and have no idea what he's talking about.

    He turns away from you, staring at the doors. "Just go away, will you? Even if you knew my name, you wouldn't remember anything anyways. I don't care what you do from here on. It's all your choice, in the end."

    You turn to leave, but something stops you. You don't know what it is, but you can't move from this spot.

    There's still something you need to do.


    >Write in.​

    ​
    They said it couldn't be done. It shouldn't be done. Well, here it is. Undertale Quest. The premise should be obvious immediately, and if it isn't; well it will be soon. No spoilers allowed, because I just KNOW there are going to be duders reading this who haven't beaten the game. 90% of the options are going to be write ins, except during combat - where you'll get the usual fair of FIGHT/ACT/ITEM/SPARE. Special thanks to @VereorNox and @Lilithium for betaing and being helpful.

    Canon's out the door. No holds barred. Remember to have fun, and stay DETERMINED!

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    • Hahahhahahahahahahaha you absolutely fucking mad man you did it you really did it
     
    [X] Stop forcing Frisk to do what you want her to.
     
    Honestly, Swordo, the creepy one here? That's Frisk.
     
    [X]Well the Flower knows stuff. So take it with you as you try to find something usefull.
    -[X]While doing so, Flirt.
     
    [X]Well the Flower knows stuff. So take it with you as you try to find something useful.
    -[X]While doing so, Flirt.
     
    [X] Go find Toriel

    MOUAHAHAHAHA this is brilliant.
     
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    [X]Well the Flower knows stuff. So take it with you as you try to find something useful.
    -[X]While doing so, Flirt.​
     
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