Chara looked at the screen as it booted up the game. It flashed a series of logos and warnings that was not interesting in the least to her. She smirked as she thought about the violence this would let her commit. The intro began... Chara was a bit confused at first.
"Is this a Video game or a movie? What's with the weird music and the credits?" She struggled with the things she was seeing.
"Just give it a chance, Subject One... It starts off as a bit of a story. To get you invested with their characters and story. Kinda like a movie I guess." The Intern began jotting stuff down on his clipboard. The opening scene with the Mafioso talking began. Then the transition to next area.
Chara sighed. "I don't want to get to know these people. I want to get to KILL these people. You promised me murder, not a TV show." She crossed her arms as the scene of the drug deal began. "Huh? What's in the brief case? Colombian? What comes from there?"
The Intern gave an alarmed look and contemplated what to say next. "Uhhh... Coffee... yeah... there's totally coffee in there. Just... really expensive Coffee?" He smiled.
Chara gave him a skeptical look. "I don't believe y-" Suddenly the fire fight begins and Chara's interest returned to the game. "Whoa... I've never seen magic like that before... They're dead. What kind of?..." It happened so fast. It seemed like she had trouble keeping up with everything. "Am... am I doing this?"
The Intern kept watch. "No you haven't started yet. It will go into a different view when you can control things." Then finally the first mission began. "There. Use your controller to move around, Subject One. The rounder stick looking thing."
Chara did so and began walking around. "What do I do now?" She found out how to punch quickly and kept that in mind for later.
The Intern pointed at the top left corner. "It wants you to get in the car... and I think that's your life on the other side. You get money and... Stars?" He seemed as confused as Chara was.
"But when does the fun begin? Where are the knives?" Chara entered the vehicle and started messing around. "Whoa... I get to drive? I mean... am I allowed?" She looked at The Intern in earnest.
He looked back with a smile. "I won't tell if you don't." New directions proceeded to come up as Chara took the car wildly out of the alleyway and swerved into oncoming traffic.
"Oooookay..." She drove like a maniac, but what do you expect. Not only was she inexperienced in the game sence of driving, she also never road in a real car before either... except for a bus, but that was hardly the same. "Oh jeeees..." She narrowly dodged a car only to end up rear ending the first one at the first stop light. Perhaps to know there were brakes would be beneficial.
"Um... follow the pink box. The game wants you to do that now." The Intern pointed at the map on the bottom left.
Chara swerved onto the sidewalk on a horrible wide turn and took out a couple of NPCs. "This driving thing is okay..." She smiled as she took out an entire block of things on the sidewalk. A yellow star showed up in the right corner. "Blue star... I think I'm doing good." She smiled as she took every chance to do damage to scenery and civilians alike.
The Intern wrote in big letters "DO NOT ALLOW SUBJECT ONE TO DRIVE... EVER"
Finally she got to the plot point and after a moment or two figured out how to get out of the car and walked in. It directed her attention to the save point. A pink cassette tape. "Save point... I know about those. They are usually yellow though..." She saved her game and walked to the pink stair case. The groaned as the game went back into a cinematic sequence. It said something about drugs... and money... and mailing certain appendages to people. Then the cat was let out of the bag. Chara laughed and said in a sing-song kinda voice. "You Li-ied... it wasn't coffee at all in those brief cases."
The Intern groaned. "Next part. It wants you to follow the marker again... whoa wait!"
Chara has already started punching every bystander outside the building and quickly gained another star. "Yessss... more EXP please." Couple of them fought back, but others just took it. Her HP went down only a few points after the skirmish was ended and dead bodies surrounded her
The Intern looked at the hud and made a quick observation. "I don't think that's for EXP..."
Chara smirked. "Every time I kill a human it goes up, just like in the underground with monsters. It has to be EXP. I hope I gain LV soon." Her rampage continued until the inevitable happened, and VC's finest were on the scene.
The Intern had an idea what was going to happen. "Subject One... this is going to get bad. Run."
Chara scoffed. "Please... stop telling me how to do this."
The Intern nodded. "Noted..." He continued to jot down his observations.
Chara began to fight the first two cops as they came at her with night sticks. They noticeably did more damage than the civilians, but still not that bad. Soon one went down and Chara was presented with her first item. She equipped the nightstick and proceeded to finish off the other cop with it. She sighed. "Still no knives."
The Intern put down his pen. "Why do you like knives so much?" He asked with honest curiosity, looking up from his notes.
Chara's eyes went dark as the next wave of police came in an erratic fashion to meet her. "It's personal."
The Intern sighed. "Alright, I guess I set myself up for that. You don't have to even talk to me really. I'm just here to watch."
Chara smiled. "It's not like that I mean that it's personal. When you stab someone I mean. They see you with the knife. They feel you pierce their skin and looking into your eyes they know who it was who caused them their pain. It's the most personal way to kill someone."
The Intern laughed, but one of those nervous ones. "I could try to think of others... but I don't remember much." Chara was losing this bout. The next cops brought along guns and hand to hand was not a very fair fight. "Oh... they are totally shooting you."
Chara growled. "I noticed, thanks." With barely enough life left Chara bruised her way through the fire fight only to see more cop cars coming right at her. The third star sealed her fate. They were out for blood and she was literally out gunned. They took no time to take her out as the shot panned up to the corpse of the character and the word "Wasted" covered the screen. "How are you supposed to survive that? They never stopped coming at you. You could kill a thousand and more are going to come I bet." She held the controller with white knuckles.
The Intern attempted to restate what he had already figured out, but in a polite way. "I don't think you are meant to fight the police. They are this world's ultimate defense to you defying the game's rules."
Chara sighed. "What fun is that? I want to do what I want to do. It's my game, my choice." She noticed the continue screen and smiled. "If they don't like that I'll just keep trying until I get what I want." It was just like The Underground. She could just load and do it all again.
The Intern looked on with a sort of fascination. "You really are determined, aren't you?"
Chara looked at him and smiled. "I AM Determination"
It went on like this for a while. Chara would respawn at the Hospital and restart her killing spree. Each time getting a bit further than the last. Taking in less damage from the civilians and even to the point she didn't take damage until the armed police came.
The Intern felt a tinge of accomplishment as she began to visably enjoy herself. She wasn't playing the game as intended, but she looked happy. That was good enough for him. "So... what do you think Subject One?"
Chara shugged a bit as she was smacking away at a group of people with a night stick. "The talking bits are boring, but it's okay... once you get to hurt people."
He continued his questionaire. "Do you want to hurt anyone else right now?"
She looked him over and considered it. "Nah... I'm good right now."
The Intern smiled and wrote "The operation seems to be an initial success." She was absolutely entranced as she assumed the "Gamer's slouch". "So how long are you going to play?" He asked as he stood up to stretch.
She looked at the top right hud menu. "Until I get Six stars..." Finally she finished off the armed officers and was presented with her first fire arm. Her red eyes looked on with wonder as she picked it up and fired into the next up coming squad car. "Woah... I get magic blasts now!"
The Intern picked up his stuff as to get ready to leave... but a hand stopped his escape.
"Hey..." Chara let out as she paused her game. "I'm not letting you off the hook that easily. You have a story to tell me."
The Intern nearly forgot his promise, but reluctantly sat back down next to Chara. "Oh right... that." He exposed his soul once more to Chara. "What's wrong with this?... what's wrong with me?" He seemed to be stalling now. "Do you really want to know, Subject One?"
Chara turned her chair to be looking at him now and the soul. "I have a name you know... You don't have to keep calling me Subject One."
The Intern shrugged. "Alright... what should I call you then?"
Chara smirked. "The demon who comes when you call it's name."
The Intern sighed, knowing full well she was being snarky. "Bit of a mouthful, don't you think?"
Chara laughed... "Well then Chara will have to do."
The Intern nodded. "Okay, Chara." He presented his soul to her. "As we know there are seven types of human souls, each represented by a color. Ours happens to be red."
Chara looked at it weirdly. "But yours isn't Red... it's Black." It still felt really cold to the touch.
The Intern sighed. "It is red, but it is covered in black.. you see the black is something else, and thus my soul is something else too." He put his hands to hers as she cupped his soul. "You have Determination in your soul. I have... Apathy in mine. We are the reverse of each other, Chara."
Chara felt bad for The Intern. "Then just... stop."
He took his soul back into his body. "I can't Chara... It's hard to explain."
Chara looked on. A frown covered her face. "What's your name?"
The boy slumped in the chair. "I'm, The Intern."
Chara rolled her eyes at that. "I know that much, but what is your name?"
He looked back at her. "I have no name... I'm just known as The Intern. That's all Dr. Alphys ever called me."
Chara crossed her arms. "Well that's not very fair." She looked over his lab get up. on his name tag was printed the letters "T.I." "Hmmm... "T.I."... Ty?... Well, no name. If you won't give me one I'll just have to make one up for you. I'm going to start calling you "Ty"."
The Intern shrugged. "If that makes my presence more satisfactory, I guess."
Chara struck him in the shoulder. "Keep giving me games like this and we'll be best of friends, partner." She rubbed where she hit him even though he showed no signs of pain.
"Okay, Chara... but please don't let your mom see this stuff. I'll be fired for sure." With that he left the room and Chara shut the door behind him.
"Bye, Ty." Chara walked up to the controller and wrapped the cord around it. Then turned off the game for now. She turned the head cam around and took a leap into her bed. Her face covered in deep thought. "What is Alphys up to?"
(I hope you liked this little trip into Chara's gaming origins. Obviously I can't simulate an entire play through of a game like this, but I will have Chara revisit these games in bits and pieces over the course of this Fic. We've got a bunch of choices to go from here so next time we take a bit of a retro jump back to the run and gun days of the NES. Chara is playing Contra next with a very special player two. Megalovania intensifies in the next chapter.)
