Sans (
skelepun) wrote in
thisavrou_log2016-02-10 04:30 pm
[open] do you know why the body is a prison?
Who: Sans and YOU! Open to literally everyone
When: Between this and the final judgment call on this.
Where: The Hold.
What: There's a skeleton in the dungeon, come let him rattle his bones at u
Warnings: Probably some mention of murder/death/etc! But mostly pretty tame, I imagine. Will edit if that changes.
The hold was incredible. Three solid walls, one semi-solid wall, a bench-bed hybrid that wrecked havoc on his back, and all the down time a skeleton could ask for. It was perfect. The best vacation he's ever had.
It'll be a real bummer once all of it goes away again.
Whatever the kid is up to, they're biding their time. And the few times a stray unpleasant thought passed through his skull, Sans is able to wave them away easily enough. He didn't care for thinking about Chara's dead body, so he didn't think about it. The worrying notion that, perhaps, this reality experienced time differently from what he knew...
Again: not thinking about it. The perfect cure, really.
Of course, he couldn't exactly stop people from visiting him here. With news spreading throughout the ship of what happened, more and more people were reaching out to him with why spelled out across their furrowed brows. Sans wished he could help them, sincerely. It would be a load off both their minds.
Too bad the answer was just too damn huge.
( ooc: feel free to visit sans in the hold any time, either before or after your character has 'cast their vote (or not)' on his fate. woo! )
When: Between this and the final judgment call on this.
Where: The Hold.
What: There's a skeleton in the dungeon, come let him rattle his bones at u
Warnings: Probably some mention of murder/death/etc! But mostly pretty tame, I imagine. Will edit if that changes.
The hold was incredible. Three solid walls, one semi-solid wall, a bench-bed hybrid that wrecked havoc on his back, and all the down time a skeleton could ask for. It was perfect. The best vacation he's ever had.
It'll be a real bummer once all of it goes away again.
Whatever the kid is up to, they're biding their time. And the few times a stray unpleasant thought passed through his skull, Sans is able to wave them away easily enough. He didn't care for thinking about Chara's dead body, so he didn't think about it. The worrying notion that, perhaps, this reality experienced time differently from what he knew...
Again: not thinking about it. The perfect cure, really.
Of course, he couldn't exactly stop people from visiting him here. With news spreading throughout the ship of what happened, more and more people were reaching out to him with why spelled out across their furrowed brows. Sans wished he could help them, sincerely. It would be a load off both their minds.
Too bad the answer was just too damn huge.
( ooc: feel free to visit sans in the hold any time, either before or after your character has 'cast their vote (or not)' on his fate. woo! )

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[ Alice scuffs a foot, opens her mouth to say something, and stops. ]
I get things being too... too much to talk about. I'm not saying that you should. But you started something here, and for better or worse, we all have to handle it now. It's not just your problem to solve.
[ Or to fuck up worse. ]
Do me a favour, and remember that?
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When you're locked up in your own personal closed loop of existential angst, it's easy to forget other people even matter. There are a few Sans always treasured (well... one), but on the whole... well. Fuck if she isn't right.
Right enough that Sans feels shaken, for all his fixed grin doesn't show it.]
... Yeah. Yeah, I will.
[If he has the chance to, anyway.]
What's your name?
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[ Her hand lingers on the door as she pulls back. ]
I'm on Mero if you ever want to talk.
[ It's amazing how someone so hesitant can move so quickly the hell out of there, but she sure manages. ]