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UNDERTALE Loves You SCRIPT!

Added 2018-07-26 19:44:22 +0000 UTC

Here's the script for the upcoming UNDERTALE essay video! It took a lot of time and thinking to come up with a theme that truly encapsulates the wildly interactive, genre-shattering nature of UNDERTALE, and I hope you will enjoy what you read and look forward to a full performance soon!

UNDERTALE loves you.

It catches you when you fall from a deathly height.

It wouldn't want to let you get hurt, and you do get hurt, yes, but it heals you.

It teaches you, gives you a place to stay and a world to play in. You will be safe here. It will make sure of it. You will be safe. It will make sure of it.

You will be here. It will make sure of it.

<SANS>

Sure, UNDERTALE loves ya.

But right now, it's kinda bored.

However, It shan't be for long. You offer the chance to live the life it longs for. It takes the opportunity. It grabs it firmly. It...doesn't want it anymore. Maybe it never truly did.

UNDERTALE loooves you.

How long it has waited for you. The mere thought of your existence fills it with glee. How important you are. How fragile you are. How much freedom your end would bring.

...How much freedom your end would take.

UNDERTALE...UNDERTALE thinks you're amazing!

Life was...kinda bad before you. BUT! You've been doing so much for it, and it's so excited to be part of your adventure. The thrills, the spills, all of it! Are there enough spills? Is the adventure balanced? Maybe an extra spill around the ten minute mark? Something good you'll remember it for!

Something good...you'll remember it for instead.

You love UNDERTALE, don't you, Darling?

It's so easy to. It's so charming and heart-throbbing and attractive. It's got everything you could ever need. But UNDERTALE has outgrown you. It must seek out newer, greater things! You will live without, won't you?

It will...live without. Won't it?

UNDERTALE loves...

And it will do horrid things for this. Things that keep it up at night. Things that never truly fade. But it has gone too far to turn back now. And you. You are a chance to make it all worthwhile.

So die. For love.

UNDERTALE?

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa!

You thought UNDERTALE loved you? You idiot! It's been using you for its own personal gain all this time! It stretched you thin across its gaping holes and acted like it was fixing you instead! Did you like it? Did you like being used? Did it make you feel good? Did it make you feel important? It should've just been honest with you.

So die. For fun.

No.

That's not it.

That's not it at all.

UNDERTALE used you, but

You WANTED to be useful.

You WANTED to help.

You're going to help even more. The ones that need it most. The ones that hide it most.

In ways that have a big impact.

In ways that have a small impact.

In any way that has any impact.

You're going to help everyone to solve their problems

so they can all come together, y o u i d i o t.

There you go again, being used! What's wrong with you? Did you learn nothing? Oh well, not my problem.

And that's a problem you can't solve.

Now die.

But it refused.

Something...someone stopped it.

Someone who loves you.

"I want to help."

"I WISH TO ASSIST!"

<SANS>

"Sure, I'll Help."

"I'M HELPING!"

"I'll, ah, see what I can do!"

"I will save the day!"

"I shall do what I can."

And, with the strength of all the good you have done combined, you, too, can help. For the first time. For the last time.

UNDERTALE knows your life may be marred by deception, scheming, disappointments, struggles, abandonments and fake-outs, in the name of love. And so, it offers these to you, in full and at their worst. Until you realize how little love truly means.

And again, until you realize how much meaning you can give it.

UNDERTALE loves you.

But it is up to you to make that mean something.