No one's gonna fix me when I'm broke

[knightime]

Characters: Dave Strider, Shadow!Dave, and everyone else who wants to play
Setting: Some hallway on Floor 1
Format: Either
Summary: Dave finally catches on that the other Dave wandering around isn't an alternate timeline Dave, but his shadow. He confronts it in all the wrong ways. Cue boss fight.
Warnings: Obligatory shadows warning. Probably death. Probably nothing nice.

[It took a little hopping around, but Dave finally found where his shadow was. He was fairly pissed, considering they probably had spoken to plenty of his friends or acquaintances by now. He gripped the sword in his hand tightly. Just gotta kill it right? Then this could all go away.]

Man, what the fuck is your problem?

I don't know what you're talking about.

[Dave leaps at his shadow, sword at the ready, but fighting yourself proves to be difficult when they're just as fast and strong as you are.]

You sure as hell know. It would be nice if you didn't blather about inane bullshit.

But it isn't inane. You were too scared to talk about it, remember?

Oh hell no. Nothing you said was true. It's all a load of shit. You're a load of shit.

[There's some loud crashing and if you have the misfortune of being on the first floor of the dorm level, you might be seeing a lot more than you really want to see.

The figure was still the same size as Dave. But it was now surrounded by burning corpses, too damaged for anyone to identify. The shadow itself had peeling skin everywhere and a large gaping hole where the heart would be located. Floating over the hole are clock hands, slowly ticking off the seconds like an actual clock would. You probably don't have much time to stare though. You better either run or do something about it.

There's another crashing sound as Dave is sent into the nearest wall.]

Comments

[grislytragedian]

Right, yeah. Sorry. [He totally left himself open there, didn't he? Good job, John. He turns back around to face the monster, raising his hammer in front of him and clearly taking a fighting stance. He's not entirely sure how to approach fighting this thing either, because he can count the number of flaming monsters he's fought on zero hands.]

[Somehow, rushing it seems like a really stupid idea.]

What the hell even happened up here, where did this thing come from?

[knightime]

[Dave has no idea, too. Look at how many ideas he has. None, whatsoever. It's like going against the boss for the first time and you don't have a strategy guide to help.]

That thing was my shadow. Keywords is was. Now, it's just kind of...I guess a mix of things I haven't been talking about. Hah. [That was the most terrified laugh he's ever made.] I may have forgotten the part where you're supposed to just accept it or some shit. Too late now.

[grislytragedian]

Okay, right. You are the second person now who's mentioned this shadow thing now and I still don't get what any of that means but whatever.

[John...John why don't you pay attention to the network when you need to? You're missing all the important deets.]

Anything this menacing just needs to be taken out, that's all. Problem solved. Need some help with that?

[knightime]

Something about repressed bullshit blahblahblah. Basically they're going around blabbering any stuff you were trying to hide.

Awesome, right? I love whoever thought this was a great idea. [Dave forgot, so he's not any better.]

Yeah..I. I'm probably going to get my ass handed to me on a silver platter at this point.

[grislytragedian]

Of course you will if you just keep standing there like that! He'll fry you up and serve you as fancy hors dave'ures at some kind of shadow social.

[knightime]

Jesus Christ. [Did you actually say dave'ures? But Dave doesn't have enough time to do much else because the shadow started summoning clock hands to shoot at him. On the upside, it seems to have its attention on Dave and not on John.]