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thebonezone) wrote2016-04-12 11:05 pm
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week 9: undyne will never leave sans alone, ever
[there is a dumb skeleton in his dumb gross room. this dumb skeleton is using his early morning hours pre-breakfast spaghetti (why) to be a Huge Nerd in his room.
he's sitting on the floor, writing a bunch of shit, muttering to himself and just not being interesting in any way whatsoever. what could possibly happen!!!]
he's sitting on the floor, writing a bunch of shit, muttering to himself and just not being interesting in any way whatsoever. what could possibly happen!!!]
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...sure. i'll make note of it. [he's not gonna mention that he is pretty sure any other sanses would see that and go "was he high?? lmao nah" because. what undyne doesn't know, etc. speaking of shit undyne doesn't know, though:] there wasn't anything i could do. it's... kind of up to the anomaly to stop what they're doing.
[god, he doesn't want to throw the kid under the bus there. despite everything, he likes the human. (this time?) (this time is all that matters, shut up.) well, talking of the anomaly like A Person is all undyne's getting for now. maybe she won't notice!!!]
anyway, we should probably concentrate on getting out of here before thinking of stuff back home.
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But okay, Undyne might be a shounen moron who never thinks before she acts, but she's not actually oblivious. She'd thought the 'anomaly' had just been some weird scientific term for more sciencey shit, but the way Sans is talking about it...]
who is ano
[The pencil stops for a long moment before the next words appear, slowly and carefully as if the writer is concentrating extremely hard on not ripping straight through the paper and shattering the pencil on the floor.]
your revenge motive
[SORRY BUT OH HELL NO ARE THEY NOT TALKING ABOUT THIS FIRST]
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...yeah. the human can reset. guess that's why they offered me revenge? it's stupid, though. kid like that, i figure all they need is... some good laughs, a few good friends. stuff like that. they're not bad.
...anyway, i'm pretty sure they weren't the first to get that power. time's been wonky way longer than a human could've been in the underground.
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But there's something he mentioned before that's bothering her a hell of a lot now. The next words come out choppy, though whether it's because she's getting tired or she's just too angry to write in complete sentences anymore is impossible to tell.]
you said
undying
recent
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anyway, you really think you'd go that far over them? c'mon. kid spends their time petting dogs and flirting with moldsmal. not their fault everyone in the underground is trying to kill 'em.
[sans has no idea if that's true, but he made a promise to an old lady to protect the kid and if it includes a couple of white lies on whether sans is 100% sure the kid is All Good, then. hey. whatever. he's rooting for that kid anyway at this point.]
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i guess
Break knows abt time shit? try him if u want
[She's heard him and Gilbert talk about time shenanigans happening pretty often back in their world at least. She gets the feeling that Sans won't be sharing this with anyone else, but it's not like she has any idea what kind of advice she can offer him, so she can at least point him towards him to someone who might.]
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what, you think he could do more about things with time powers messing about than i could? wow. harsh.
[sans barely even told her because she's DEAD has she learned nothing about him in the entire time she's known him.]
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not our world
could have new ideas
& u never have to see him again
stop carrying evrythng alone
does pap kno
[Goddammit Sans, you are making her so Tired but she is going to babysit you no matter what.]
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[of course sans only latches onto the part with papyrus, why would he ever acknowledge anything else??? anyway he's not going into how time shenanigan rules might differ in something like another fucking universe or wherever the fuck everyone is from. he barely wants to consider it himself. it sounds like so much effort.]
he doesn't need that.
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good
[She still isn't done with this topic or with her new goal of Getting Sans To Make Some Friends Or At Least Have A Meaningful Conversation With Someone Who Isn't His Brother, but she's not sure how much energy she has left so she'll move on for now. She can always bug him about it later.]
so any ideas on town & game shit
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i was kinda countin' on you for that. what with. magic ghost knowledge or whatever. i got a couple of ideas, but nothing concrete. like... the game's been all mental? ugh, that sounds off. gimme a sec.
[he gets up to rummage through his drawers for a very specific pile of papers. he brings it back-- to undyne it's all written in gibberish wingdings, but he's going to be translating on paper next to it. the first thing he's writing down is the list of different incentives/motives.]
when i say mental, i mean it's all been mindgames so far. whether them trying to mess with people's feelings literally or just the general kinda emotional manipulation you'd expect out of a game like this. that first one worried me at first... [he taps "time perception" on the paper] 'till i realized they weren't really messin' with time, just our perception of it. it's mental. it's not real. i dunno if anything they've shown or promised was. ...except maybe the hostages.
[that one he adds because. undyne did die for prussie, for some godforsaken reason. unless something like her ghost is confirmed he's still skeptical!!!]
i think most of the people left are also calling bull on the powers that be, so that's not exactly big news, but my point is... they're really trying to make us kill each other. except in two cases, they haven't done anything physical to any of us-- and those seemed to be against "the rules". what i think is that the game isn't us playing against them, it's them playing against each other or... something else. for... something.
[he's writing down a bunch of question marks alongside this now. thanks sans. completely helpful. you're great.]
miata doesn't say anything about the "sins" from what i've seen, so that's kind of a dead end.
[he pauses there as if thinking it over before shrugging]
going into wild hypothesis time, my last idea's that this town? might not be real. it probably was, at some point, but something obviously happened here. the "abyss" is just the magic letting it happen. the murders committed are bringing it back, with some ghosts along for the ride. so probably murdering gives... something to the town?
[at this point his paper is full of USELESS SCRIBBLES as he spoke his thoughts aloud. wow sans way to write wingdings to translate more wingdings. super useful. everyone is grateful you're here. he looks annoyed for .2 and just crosses it out]
tl;dr nothing i come up with is useful in any way to ending this, shocking exactly no one ever.
[it's his usual self-deprecating tone, because at this point sans's failures are a joke to himself. a hilarious inside joke where nothing he does matters!!! ha ha ha ha!!! SO FUNNY]
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wow
[AND THAT'S ALL HE GETS FOR A WHILE BECAUSE yeah what else is there to say. Oh wait, there's actually some more, but she needs a moment to gather her thoughts and figure out the most concise way to put things.]
prussia is real. also ghost, we met. seems p cool.
[SO YEAH...sorry to just trash that hypothesis right out of the gate.]
met other ghost. marisa kirasame, says she was 1st they killed.
evrythng else makes sense. NOTpride told us to do better & not die when veg died. town from this side also looks way diff.
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[he's a scientist he spends most of his days trashing his own hypothesis, it's cool. he's writing down the name though.]
wonder if anyone's heard that name here from some of the town's ghosts.
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[The pencil wobbles in midair, then drops to the floor. It lifts itself feebly a few inches once or twice before suddenly rolling rapidly into a corner of the room, as if someone might have just kicked it out of frustration.
Looks like her time's up for now.]
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wow. that pencil didn't stand... a ghost of a chance.
[he regrets nothing, ever. still he gets what that probably means, so:]
later, ghostdyne.