Doki Doki Vaikuntha Club (Act 1)

[peninhand]

Who: Anyone signed-up for the plot!
When: July 27th
Where: Curti Center
What: Monika's opened a literature club and the members have to share a poem together for this event. It can be embarrassing, but there's nothing to lose!
Warnings/Notes: No warnings whatsoever! Listen to this track to enhance your poem sharing experience.

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[einspine]

[Oh boy! Time to show off his literary brilliance! ...Granted, writing poems is a lot trickier than one would think. True, he considers himself highly literate! A true wordsmith! But poetry and monologues are very different.

Or are they?

Well, regardless, Papyrus greets the rest of the club with a grin, his chin up, chest out, and overall posture exuding confidence.

...which is good because deep down he's maybe just a teensy bit nervous. No matter!]

FELLOW MEMBERS OF THE CLUB, BRACE YOURSELVES, FOR I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM ABOUT TO DELIVER TO YOU TRUE LITERARY GENIUS!!!

[Just let him... pull out his poem. One moment.

DEEP BREATHS.

He's got this!!!]

HOPES SHATTERED, FEAR REIGNS, HEARTS CRYING FOR JUSTICE!
STUCK IN A PRISON, UNABLE TO SEE THE STARS, YEARNING FOR THE WORLD LEFT BEHIND

DAY BY DAY, WEARING FAKE SMILES TO MASK THE STORM WITHIN
THEY SAY "EVERYTHING IS FINE"
BUT THE SMILING MASK BEARS ITS SHARE OF CRACKS
IT ISN'T FINE AT ALL

A PROMISE ONCE MADE TO REKINDLE LOST HOPES
TO BREAK DOWN WALLS, FREEDOM FOR ALL!
DETERMINATION BURNING BRIGHT
LIKE FLAME UPON A CANDLE

BUT LIKE ALL CANDLES...

[He pauses. This got... personal. Maybe this wasn't the best idea. But he's come this far. Besides, it's all rather abstract, isn't it?]

THE LIGHT FLICKERS. THE WAX MELTS.
A BRIEF GLIMMER, FLEETING.
BUT THE WORDS ECHO THROUGH THE DARK.
"EVERYTHING IS FINE!"

DESPITE FURTHER CRACKS, THE MASK PERSISTS

SO TO DOES HOPELESSNESS, AMPLIFIED BY TWISTED TRUTHS
GONE IS THE MONARCH. THE CRY FOR FREEDOM AMPLIFIES INTO AN EXPLOSIVE BURST
NOW MORE THAN EVER, THEY YEARN FOR HOPE

BUT HOPE IS NOT LOST
IT'S NEVER LOST FOR GOOD
SOMETIMES IT JUST HAS TO BE FOUND

SOMETIMES THAT HOPE DOESN'T EVEN REALIZE HOW MUCH IT MATTERS
SOMETIMES THAT HOPE WEARS A MASK AS WELL

FAKE SMILES, STILL CRYING "EVERYTHING IS FINE"

IT'S HARD WHEN THE WORLD IS AGAINST YOU
WHEN PEOPLE DON'T BELIEVE YOU CAN MAKE A CHANGE
BUT YOU AREN'T ALONE
OTHERS CAN REKINDLE THE FLAME, CARRY THE TORCH
KEEP THAT DETERMINATION BURNING, SHINING

AND ONE DAY, WE CAN ALL BASK IN THE STARLIGHT ANEW, SIDE BY SIDE

[There! That was very wordy. But hopefully at least a certain someone there will feel a bit better now.

And it was important to get some of this off his chest in a loose way that won't immediately make it clear what the context is. Probably.]

[wheretheresawill]

That was...intense. [He knows it's just a poem, but Terra still has the urge to ask if Papyrus is okay.]

The...imagery, I think it's called? Was really good. Strong. ...Sorry, I don't really know much about poetry.

[einspine]

[Ooh, intense? That's good! Hopefully. He beams at the comment, which he presumes is good. Especially when it's followed by comments on the imagery.]

THAT'S PERFECTLY FINE! ADMITTEDLY, I HAVEN'T DABBLED IN POETRY MUCH MYSELF... THOUGH I HAVE TOYED WITH MONOLOGUES ON OCCASION.

I JUST NOTICED THAT MANY PEOPLE TRY TO BURY THEIR TRUE FEELINGS UNDER A SMILE AND ACT LIKE IT'S ALL OKAY. SOME PEOPLE ARE AFRAID OF REACHING OUT TO OTHERS AND CAST BLAME UPON THEMSELVES.

[And okay, he's partially one of them, but. That's not the important part!]

[wheretheresawill]

...Yeah. [Hit a little close to home? Maybe. Terra tries to smile and then feels weird about it, so the result is kind of lopsided.]

Monologues? Like debate?

[einspine]

WELL, I'M NOT OPPOSED TO DEBATES! BUT I MEAN MORE LIKE... GRAND SPEECHES! LETTING ONE'S PASSIONS FLOW FREELY.

[He strikes a pose, gesturing with the sheet of paper for added effect.]

ANYONE CAN MAKE A SPEECH, BUT A GOOD MONOLOGUE IS MORE THEATRIC!