Author: Alrighty, I've decided, to make things easier to keep track of, you're getting chapters one thread at a time; the next chapter will be the entire second thread, as such.
Satori's face goes red. As you open your mouth she simply raises a hand. "I'm fine." She's averting her eyes.
Her third eye continues to bore into you.
Satori quietly adds, "The best I've been in quite some time, even..."
Now it's your turns to blush and look away. You didn't intend her to hear you consider calling her that.
Right, now to change the topic. "So, erm... You three come here often?"
You get the silent treatment.
Flowey sounds vaguely bemused. "I'm not even there, you know."
Satori seems amused. "And I'm hardly seeking a mate, even if you mostly meant the other two." She smiles a bit. "Still, thank you for the sentiment, you strange, strange girl.
The door seems highly reused. Just look at the wear down her path.
Satori snorts. "You truly are an odd child."
Flowey seems offended. "Wait, Satori is way hotter than some door!" This makes Satori go beet red. "...Why is nobody replyi- Ohh. Uhh... G-gotta go!"
You hear her hang up.
You're left with a flustered, fluff, fantastic- "Stop before you run out of f-words I would be comfortable hearing." She gives a small chuckle regardless.
That's sound advice, really. After all, you soon would have called her fu-
"No."
What? Fun is a good thing to be!
Her face somehow gets redder.
Satori clears her throat. "Perhaps we should avoid causing me unnecessary pain for the moment, hmm?" Sighing, she adds, "Shall we go? It would be good to multitask at the very least; if you need me to, I could..." Her face heats up just a bit. "I could guide you by hand..."
You smile, offering a hand. Satori responds in kind.
You both just kind of stand there, offering hands.
Thankfully she realizes your thoughts of having a hand-offering contest.
Sadly, she also accepts your challenge with a bemused smile.
While you do so, you take in your surroundings.
There's a surprising lack of much surrounding you, but the ground is tiled purple, and the walls are purple brick.
Save for the vines, it's a little bland.
Satori looks slightly offended, so you wisely decide to change the topic.
You eye Satori. Her outfit looks quite nice, the way it clings to her. A blue blouse with a pink, floral skirt. All the gold hearts seem a bit gaudy, though.
Her mood gets more irate.
In a good way!
She rolls her eyes.
Good, wompa placated.
"I'm a satori, actually."
...You feel you should have guessed that.
"Yes, you should have."
You decide to eye her horns instead. How risque.
"I'm unsure how to feel about you thinking of me as a surogate mother and yet still having these thoughts."
You blush, looking off to the side, as she has a point.
Instead, you decide to breathe in the scents around you. Mold, mildew, and... grilled chicken?
"Your nose is surpringly good."
You smile at the complement.
Next is taste. You proceed to lick her hand, earning a chuckle.
You also learn that she uses shampoo, bleh!
"Such a strange child." She proceeds to pick you up in a hug. It's uncomfortably strong, but not crushing, as if she knows exactly how you feel. "Well, yes, I do; I feel what you feel."
You proceed to pinch your own rear, earning a yelp from her.
"You're terrible..." She sighs, but doesn't place you dow- Ohh, there you go.
You find yourself before a dummy hanging by a noose.
"...Is she going to be okay?"
You earn an odd look from Satori. "Why yes, this dummy will be. Or would be. I want you to attack her with all your might.
Fight
*Attack
*Attack!
*ATTACK!
*Attack just hard enough to defeat the true dummy.
Act
*Check
Item
*Phone
*Rummage
Mercy
*Spare
*Run for your life!
Satori stares at you cautiously a moment, before pointing out, "From considering me your mother, to considering me attractive, and now considering my death? Such an odd child." She sighs. Upon noticing your strange look, she adds, "Ohh, my mistake; that wasn't you."
You try to ignore who that might have been as you look to the doll, clearing your throat. You take a deep breath, concentrating to an unreasonable degree, and flirt like you're in an anime. "I LOVE YOUR NOOSE! IT MAKES YOU LOOK LIKE THE LOVELIEST DOLL TO EVER HANG AROUND!" Satori giggles as you go red in the face from pure effort. "WILL YOU HANG OUT WITH ME?! I'D LOVE IF YOU WOULD GO DO STUFF WITH ME! IT WOULD BE THE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME AND I WOULD LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER and ever..." You wheeze as you try to catch your breath.
You burst a blood vessel, gave yourself a horrible headache, hurt your throat and nearly blacked out!
However, you also got a great workout, somehow!
+1 MAX HP
-1HP
Satori sighs. "You realize you're going to black out if you keep this up, correct? Furthermore, I intended you to learn to-" She looks to the doll with concerned alarm.
Glancing back to the doll, you find it staring into your soul.
It's also too close for comfort.
It also has a creepy smile.
It also looks crazed.
It also is crying.
Bringing life to a doll fills you with Determination!
+1 MAX DT
HP8/22
DT9/11
Fight
*H̨͟͝u̸̵̵̴g̶̀̕!
*No, no, kill it!
Act
*Check.
*Ask if she's alright.
*H̨͟͝u̸̵̵̴g̶̀̕!
Item
*Phone
*Rummage
*H̨͟͝u̸̵̵̴g̶̀̕!
Mercy
*H̨͟͝u̸̵̵̴g̶̀̕!
*Spare
You stare at the doll. She stares back, her tears dripping from those unblinking, soulless eyes.
Satori chimes in, "If she is what I believe, soulless is the least of her problems and the most of yours."
The doll's tears flow with greater power.
You feel bad for it.
-1 DT
You pull it into a hug, feeling strangely like you're being egged on to a ridiculous degree. It struggles.
H̀arder͠.
You squeeze it a bit tighter. It squirms.
H̡̡̢a͢r̴͡d͜e̸ŗ.
You squeeze a bit harder. It wiggles.
H̡̧̛͘a̸̸̡͢͠r͞͏͡d͏͞e͡͏͡r̴̷̢͘͝.
You give it a bear hug, feeling the slightest urge to eat a bear claw! It stops struggling.
H̢̗̠̹̮̮̘͇͓ą̪͚͎̰͡r̖̦̝͍͜d̸̯̯̳͙̦̞e͎̪̣̮͎r̵̢͓̖̮̞̙̜̠̣!̛̣̣̜̺̟͍̘̰͡
That doesn't seem like a very good idea.
H̶̢̛̛̋̓̈͗̅̋͐̕a̒̿̊̂̈͊̄̋͛̓҉́r̸͋̎͂ͬͪ͗͐̉̓̑̄̑̑͑͗̉ͤ̔́͟͜͜d̅̏ͪ̅̃ͥͫ̾̈̓͗̄̂͏̨͟͡͠e̶̎ͩ̾̊ͤ̀͐͆ͦ̎̃̽͌͟͝r̸̢͊̌͋͒ͩͥ̕͜!̅̊̃ͯ̏̍ͤͭ̍̾͑ͨ̍ͥ̽͆̾̐͐҉̴ ̸̃̂̆͂̾ͨ̀̏ͪͦͬ͊ͫH̴̶̡̄͐ͧͯ̀̔ͦͩ͊͌͂ͥͦͮ̎͒̚a̶̴̒̐̅ͣ̋̏̄̑ͭͥ̅̇̾̽̃̏͑̐͟͢rͯ̇ͣ̔ͤ̃̾ͣͩ͗̋̀͟͟҉̢ḑ͂͐ͦͧ̆̂ͩ́̈͆ͤ̊͞eͮ̀̓̍̆͢͡ŕ̸̷͊̄̊͑ͩ͐̄͋͐̀͐̓̐̆̚̚͢͡!̨̆̌̒̅̓͛ͥ̒͊̿͂ͨͭ̍͟ ̨̛̋ͣͣ̇ͪ̃̑ͥͥ̊͑͑̚͟Ḩ̶̆̐ͮͧͦͫ̏̓ͩ͗͑̓̔̎̀̕͡aͣͥͦ̑̿ͤ͐̔͐͠͡͡r̸ͥ̈́͊͒̈́̿̏ͮͮ͂̈͗̒̀ͭͪd̨̛̎̿͌̔̊ͣ̓ͯ͆ͧ͊̾eͬ̽ͤ̏ͧ̔͊͑ͥ͐̏̓ͨ҉̨rͩͬ̓̏ͣ̾́ͪ̒ͫ̏̀̌ͯ̈́͐͛̃̕͠!̴̡̄ͩ̅͑̔̐͒̏͑̾ͧͣ ̡̧̈̍́̚͢H̸̋͐̃͌ͤ̑̌̋̎̓̿ͩ̓́̕a͆ͯͯ̏̽͜͠r̴̢̂̏ͦͨ̏ͩ͐́̇͌ͦ̾̍̇̾ͤd̵̵̡̓̇̓͋̊̀͢eͥͨ͑̃̉́͏́̕͢r̴̡̆̾̔ͦ̔̾̿̀̾̐͡!̡̨̔ͭͬ͌͗̉̀́̕ ̸̸ͪ̒͐̒ͧ̑ͬ̍̾ͩͤ̽̽͑̽̔ͪ̚H̴̢̢ͮ̆̆̇̋͛̉̾͞҉aͩͯ̍ͯ̒́̚͟͝r̵̛̿́̉̍̄̓̔ͪͨ͆͒̄̎͑͝d̶̵̛ͩͮ̏̓͛̕e̷̵̛ͧͬ̐͛̽͌̐̔̀̃ͬ̀͡ȑ̵͐ͨ͒͠!̢̨̢̽̾̄͂ͩͣ͋́̚̕
You practically crush the doll in your arms, and it falls to pieces with a tiny smile on its equally tiny face.
Satori looks around, as if trying to look for something.
HP8/22
DT8/11
You look upon what you've done with horror. "Ohh no..." You begin picking up pieces and try to fit them back together, tears in your eyes as they just don't want to hold.
The doll watches you, the tears gone, replaced with a smile
"No, no, no, I didn't mean to!"
It mouths its thanks, then closes its eyes.
"Wait, no, you can't! You... Whoever you are, please don't die... I'm sorry..."
Its eyes open again, quicker than you'd expect for someone dying.
Her eyes opening at a completely reasonable speed fills you with determination!
+1 MAX DT
"Maybe I can fix you!"
The doll stares. Somehow it makes you worried. It then smiles.
You decide to take that as a yes. "Okay, let's see... The knee..." You take her elbow joint. "Is connected to the leg..." You connect it to the lower arm. "And that connects to the ankle..." You connect it to the knee joint.
The doll looks vaguely worried for what form you may force upon her unwittingly.
Your phone begins to ring.
You look between the two of them, weighing the options. On one hand, maybe Flowey. On the other hand, fixing the doll.
The choice is obvious.
The doll looks extremely worried for what shape she might end up twisted into by the end of this as you start multitasking.
"Hello...?" Neck, foot.
"Renko, I-! ...Wait, what's wrong?" Elbow, calf.
The doll curses her multi-purpose joints.
You sniffle, wiping your tears with the leg, much to the doll's disconcert. "I accidentally hurt someone really badly!" Calf, knee.
The doll mourns her flawless form. So close, yet so far away...
You knee her in the crotch. "Well, that's great!"
You look to the phone in horror. "No, it's not great! I just wanted to hug her..." Crotch, ankle.
The doll mourns the symmetry of her hips.
"Wait, what...? But you're supposed to! What part of kill or be killed don't you... ugh. Who am I kidding. You're you, so I can't see you hitting a fly, let alone not hugging everything you see..." She pauses. "Maybe hitting on a fly, but..." She sighs.
You blush a bit at being paid such close attention to.
The doll flushes with anger at being paid so little attention to.
You finally plug in the last part and smile. "Okay, all dooooooooooooooooo..."
She has tears in her eyes with a look of indignation on her face at what you've done to her. Neither of you are quite sure how this came about.
Satori seems to have also gone missing.