[PUBLIC CHANNEL] RINGMASTER'S SEVENTH ADDRESS (D22)

[lordofthering]

[With what is probably hilariously ironic timing after Yuya's radio conversation about using friendship to win, the radios will light up green with a message from the Ringmaster. She sounds... a bit disturbed, but playing it cool.]

Hmm. So... public announcement. In case this comes out later. Some of you may not know, but I offer reincarnation services for certain members of the carnival, which... mostly means I will bring them back from death, under certain circumstances.

As it turns out. Sans has managed to to trigger his rebirth ritual... which is to say, he's died somehow. I'm not sure how or precisely when, I have just visited the place where I keep such things, and his candle is lit.

I'm sure he'll fill us all in when he's reborn a while from now! In the meantime, be aware. There's no way of knowing who or what caught up with him. My focus is on defending the carnival, so if you are concerned for your safety, please remain within its grounds.

That is all.

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[lordofthering]

Well... it already is fused with an outside force. He's fused with my essence, for one.

Either way, you're flat wrong about his soul not being able to persist after death. I have it right here, with me!

Do you want to see?

[textsfromhotland]

[YELP]

You have it? But! How!

[lordofthering]

I summoned it here with magic!

[It's all very straight forward, you see.]

I didn't notice it had arrived at first, but here I found it, burning on its candle as intended.

[textsfromhotland]

...can I really see it?

[lordofthering]

Normally I would consider this to be a very private transaction, but given that you two have a history and I doubt you'll sleep easy while being so uncertain, I will make an exception.

Come to my office and I'll show you.

radio -> action?

[textsfromhotland]

[hhhhHHHHH]

I-I'll be right there, m'am!!

[Fortunately she's still transformed, so she flies over to the Ringmaster as fast as her staff will carry her.]

ACTION

[lordofthering]

[The Ringmaster is in her office, as she's been attending to her radio. When Alphys comes in, she sits up and tucks the radio onto her belt.]

Alphys! Come. Let me show you.

[She leads her way through the tent, out an opening in the back that leads to another tent. Inside, there is an enormous pile of chair-sized egg, of many different colours and metallic/jewel-like textures.]

[textsfromhotland]

[Alphys isn't quite sure what to make of all this. She holds her staff close, afraid of accidentally knocking one of the eggs over.]

W-w-which one is Sans...?

[lordofthering]

[The Ringmaster moves around confidently like she's setting something up. She pauses, looks to Alphys, and then to the pile of eggs.]

Well, I haven't fertilized it yet, but... this is the one I'll be using.

[Shes sets her hand on a slightly smaller than average egg with a multi-tinted shell, much like a beetle.]

I'll need his soul first, though.

[She makes a gesture, summoning up what looks like a fancy wooden cabinet from the ground, elegantly framed with vines. She opens the door, revealing several unlit candles, and a blue one burning with a brilliant cyan flame. She cups the flame in her hand, bringing it out for Alphys to see.]

Here he is!

[textsfromhotland]

That's... that's really his SOUL?

[A monster SOUL. Right there. How many weeks, how many sleepless night had Alphys spent trying to do this exact thing? And she still failed, and made it so much worse than anyone could have imagined.

Tears are streaming down her face as she realizes she's reaching out to cup the soul in her own hands. She yanks them back.] Uh, s-sorry!

[lordofthering]

[Oh. Okay, so, she's crying now. The Ringmaster is a little bit surprised by that, which shows in the gentle rise of her eyebrows. She doesn't pull back or anything, though.]

I assume this is a big deal in your world.

[She would offer to let her touch him, but after a moment of thought that would probably be pretty rude, considering. She looks down at the blue flame, thinking about what she recalls from Sans's experiences.]

It isn't a particularly small feat for me, either. Different worlds function by different rules. What is possible for me may very well be impossible by the normal limitations of your home.

I wouldn't take it personally, if its not what you expected.

[textsfromhotland]

[Alphys' guardian garb disappears in a shower of sparkles, leaving her in her work clothes. She hastily wipes at her eyes, but she's still crying so it doesn't accomplish much.]

No, no, it's n-not that! I mean, it is, but, oh jeez, there was something I was trying to do, before I came here, a-and...

[Say it. Tell her what you did. She can fix it! All you have to do is tell her!]

...It's n-nothing. S-sorry, I gotta go!