what is going on here?

[thethrillof]

you don't know. 

This is an abandoned place. A mansion. A hospital. A school. A castle. An entire town, perhaps. 

There's nothing here. Just ruined masonry, rats scampering beneath floors, dust in the air and plants winding through any space they can find. 

There aren't supposed to be people here.

Why are you here? Did you mean to come, looking for ghosts? Did you take a wrong turn, need to find shelter for the night? Did someone leave you here on a dare or a kidnapping attempt?

Or do you belong here, dead and supposedly empty as the walls that surround you?

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[dustless]

...Still a long time, but only for Frisk, probably. Long after the war ended and monsters were mostly just stories, probably--Frisk doesn't know their history very well, so they're sort of lumping the 1800s with stories of witch hunts from eras even earlier.

Despite their general lack of knowledge, there's...something about that name that leaves their brow furrowed. Sort of familiar. "Stories keep going for a long time," they offer, neglecting to mention they can get pretty messed up in retelling. "What was...that story about?"

spoilers y/n???

[luckytobealive]

Admittedly, Eliza's the same way with the eras preceding hers. She isn't quite sure if the witch hunts were the 1500s or the 1600s. She's quite sure early colonization was the 1400s, though. That's besides the point.

"Of my family, do you mean?" That's what it seems like. It's... quite the story to tell. "I pray you've read the last name Hamilton in books and engraved in statues." It's true she has seen his face embedded in the currency, but if those kinds are still in circulation, she wouldn't know; and if anyone really knows anything of him beyond that he is on the currency.

[dustless]

"...statues? Not those. I...think books. Um. I'm...I did bad in school."

They've never actually cared about that before this, but now that they're looking at living--er, history, who thinks she should be known, Frisk's feeling...pretty bad.

"But my mama's a teacher," they add in a rush. "My new one. She prob'ly knows. I can...ask. Or bring her."

lmao just realized how ironic my username is rn

[luckytobealive]

Eliza is visibly a little crestfallen, but she cannot fault Frisk. They are young, and school does not work for everyone. Besides--complex history isn't typically taught to children who look as young as Frisk does.

Still. It was worth a shot.

And there is still hope.

"I couldn't ask to bother you and your mama too much. Ask her if the name 'Hamilton' is known; please return with an answer. I would… I would like to know if my husband has the legacy he deserved."