Frisk is trying to use that name like a weapon. So Chara seizes the word Frisk brandishes like a shield, turns it into a knife. Sinks it deeper into themselves. Twists. Did Frisk expect that to hurt? They can't do any worse than Chara can do to themselves!]
Asriel expects nothing of me anymore. I'm not exactly the nicest person, am I?
[Their free hand arcs back, swings forward. Slaps Frisk across the face. An open-handed strike. More air resistance, less force than a punch. But they want the bigger noise, the sharp but short-lived sting, the humiliation. Underscoring the difference between LV1 and LV19. What could have been LV20, what should have been, what they could have become if Frisk had just let them finish the job.]
I certainly don't see him rushing to your rescue. Do you?
[* But nobody came.
* But nobody came, Frisk.
* Not even the voice whispering to your SOUL is on your side right now.]
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Frisk is trying to use that name like a weapon. So Chara seizes the word Frisk brandishes like a shield, turns it into a knife. Sinks it deeper into themselves. Twists. Did Frisk expect that to hurt? They can't do any worse than Chara can do to themselves!]
Asriel expects nothing of me anymore. I'm not exactly the nicest person, am I?
[Their free hand arcs back, swings forward. Slaps Frisk across the face. An open-handed strike. More air resistance, less force than a punch. But they want the bigger noise, the sharp but short-lived sting, the humiliation. Underscoring the difference between LV1 and LV19. What could have been LV20, what should have been, what they could have become if Frisk had just let them finish the job.]
I certainly don't see him rushing to your rescue. Do you?
[* But nobody came.
* But nobody came, Frisk.
* Not even the voice whispering to your SOUL is on your side right now.]