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dear_mun2015-10-21 06:23 pm
bonedoggle) wrote in dear_mun2015-10-21 06:23 pm
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Canon is Undertale. Spoilers may happen in comments
heh, it took you long enough.
[Like you're one to talk, Sans.]
but i can get behind not having much of a plan besides, well, this.
it's a lot better than most of the alternatives.
[Like you're one to talk, Sans.]
but i can get behind not having much of a plan besides, well, this.
it's a lot better than most of the alternatives.
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Barely anyone around here gets away with doing absolutely nothing.
[He offers out his hand.]
My name is Karl. My mun's told me a little bit about you and your brother, but not much. I suspect he wanted me to meet you rather than know everything about you from the onset.
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i'm sans the skeleton, but you probably knew that already.
[He takes the man's hand to shake it and.... well, there's an extended "pfffffffffftttttt" noise.
Did you really think Sans was gonna pass up an opportunity like that?]
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I should of seen that one coming.
[Karl thinks on what Sans says.]
Well what if someone sends your brother to a game? Someone has to keep an eye on him.
If I end up in a game with him of course I'd offer to do so. Perhaps gardening would be a good hobby for him to learn. My mun does tell me he had the type of dedication necessary for it.
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not that papyrus needs anyone to keep an eye on him.
...
i do think he'd like gardening if you were growing tomatoes, though.
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Oh most certainly. If I can grow tomatoes in whatever place I find myself in I will.
I also imagine he might like the work in general. My mun did tell me that he likes to make people happy and one of the few ways I know to make most people happy is to give them fresh food when they otherwise had none.
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though he'd probably just try to make them spaghetti, it's all he knows how to make.
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He sounds like a pretty nice guy from what my mun has told me.
I would instruct him in the care of plants so he can give them strawberries and things. Maybe teach him how to make a good salad since that's considered a companion to spaghetti anyway.
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so, what else has your mun told you about us?
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Nothing too out of the ordinary, except when it came to you.
My mun said you would be particularly interested in the fact I'm not quite a normal human. That I could possibly try to help you locate a Dr. Gaster? He refused to explain beyond that, but he assured me that I would be of some help.
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...
believe me, i've tried.
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[He takes off his hat, and the foil one underneath. Followed by his goggles revealing a set of purple eyes.]
I'm going to guess what's going on and you'll have to let me know if you change your mind.
[His eyes start to glow and suddenly there's a statue of himself rising out of the ground made out of dirt.]
We'll assume for the moment I'm Dr. Gaster. One day something goes wrong. I do something very foolish and boom-
[The statue bursts into thousands of tiny dirt particles.]
I disappear and not only that, so too do people's memories of me.
[He smiles.]
You think he's gone, but I believe my mun's theory is he's simply scattered and that I could put the pieces back together.
[The statue seems to rebuild itself.]
It's not as simple as all that when you're talking about a person, but I can do a lot more than move dirt around.
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like i've said, i've tried, i've exhausted nearly all possibilities and solutions. what's the point of trying again when you know you'll fail?
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Don't you remember?
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you.
[His ever-present grin suddenly seems a bit more like a grimace.]
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Was it worth it?
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You didn't save even a single soul.
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maybe not a victory for me, but it wasn't one for you, either.
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How pathetic.
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not everyone has the conviction to see your train wreck though to the end.
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All it takes is one small human with a knife.
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i saw things get dangerously close to playing right in your hands, but like i said, not everyone has the conviction.
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You may speak from experience, but you also forget: nothing can leave the abyss. Not even trace impressions to tease at the edge of your subconscious.
You do not know what a failure you have become because you do not remember. Do not worry: It will come back around to you in time.
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oh shit sorry, this one's notif disappeared!
that's okay, it happen.
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*Turning as though to leave.* You'd just forget all of it by next time around anyway.
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Goodbye, Sans.
*They walk away. The strange overlap where foreign mannerisms clash with a familiar face weakens, and from behind they could be any version of Frisk that Sans knows and cares about.*