Frisk is caught off guard by the Flare this time, and they're sent reeling--giving Garland enough time to slam them into the deck. But... they're laughing. Cackling like a hyena, in fact. They didn't have a lot of time left, despite their current excess of it. Time to make this count. And they had an idea for how to put down this bastard once and for all.
"Oh, please. My math homework is scarier than you, you old fart! It certainly does a better job of kicking my butt, at any rate." Frisk taunts, as their future self drags them away and props them to their feet. "Who are you even trying to fool? You're just a sad old man throwing a tantrum even worse than Kuja's, like a puny human baby, because you're not important anymore. Face it! You failed, even before you had a chance to succeed! I heard your whole monologue down there, you know. Your spiel on how this work was important. And you know what I got out of it?" Frisk begins striding forward, not even bothering to flashstep. Garland just wasn't worth it.
"You were a glorified recycling plant worker. Heck, you were so incompetent that the grand master plan that you spent millennia crafting was taken apart by a bunch of kids younger than me! Yeesh, talk about embarrassing." Frisk is face to face with Garland at this point, looking him straight in the eye without their cocky smirk wavering once. "Oh, and one last thing before I demolish you: even if Kuja falters, even if he falls back into the darkness...
"I will always, always be there to bring him back. No matter what."
And then Frisk cold-cocks Garland right in the face. Then they shank him in the gut in an Assassinate and tries to push-kick him over the edge of the ship for good measure; their future self sticking out a leg behind Garland for good measure.
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"Oh, please. My math homework is scarier than you, you old fart! It certainly does a better job of kicking my butt, at any rate." Frisk taunts, as their future self drags them away and props them to their feet. "Who are you even trying to fool? You're just a sad old man throwing a tantrum even worse than Kuja's, like a puny human baby, because you're not important anymore. Face it! You failed, even before you had a chance to succeed! I heard your whole monologue down there, you know. Your spiel on how this work was important. And you know what I got out of it?" Frisk begins striding forward, not even bothering to flashstep. Garland just wasn't worth it.
"You were a glorified recycling plant worker. Heck, you were so incompetent that the grand master plan that you spent millennia crafting was taken apart by a bunch of kids younger than me! Yeesh, talk about embarrassing." Frisk is face to face with Garland at this point, looking him straight in the eye without their cocky smirk wavering once. "Oh, and one last thing before I demolish you: even if Kuja falters, even if he falls back into the darkness...
"I will always, always be there to bring him back. No matter what."
And then Frisk cold-cocks Garland right in the face. Then they shank him in the gut in an Assassinate and tries to push-kick him over the edge of the ship for good measure; their future self sticking out a leg behind Garland for good measure.