That look in your eye... yes, I understand perfectly! You'd like to see the home of the very great and cool Papyrus, and also Sans, correct?
[For the first time most people who've met him can remember, Papyrus looks unsure. But then he remembers there's an awful lot of cool stuff in his house! And it'd be a good idea to make sure their pet rock is still okay.
It's... probably safe now, right? The human is here on the Moira, and they're nice now, so there probably won't be any more falling down.]
Well, then! Let's not waste any more time! Come along!
[Mustering his courage, he steps through.
On the other side of the portal is a quaint, snow-covered town. A Christmas tree, complete with presents underneath it, graces the square. There are a few businesses: a shop, a cute little inn, a "librarby" with a sign nobody bothered to spell check apparently, and a bar called Grillby's. Everything about the little place is charming, except for one thing.
It's completely empty. And it gives every indication of having been lived in until quite recently: Grillby's even still smells like someone was cooking hamburgers, and the tracks of many non-humans, quickly filling in with more snow, lead east.
Papyrus doesn't seem surprised by this, but he also doesn't seem to like it very much. He quickly covers any concern with a bright smile.]
It worked! Wowie! So... welcome to scenic Snowdin! It has all the comforts a weary traveler could ever want, as well as being my hometown!
Papyrus | OTA
[For the first time most people who've met him can remember, Papyrus looks unsure. But then he remembers there's an awful lot of cool stuff in his house! And it'd be a good idea to make sure their pet rock is still okay.
It's... probably safe now, right? The human is here on the Moira, and they're nice now, so there probably won't be any more falling down.]
Well, then! Let's not waste any more time! Come along!
[Mustering his courage, he steps through.
On the other side of the portal is a quaint, snow-covered town. A Christmas tree, complete with presents underneath it, graces the square. There are a few businesses: a shop, a cute little inn, a "librarby" with a sign nobody bothered to spell check apparently, and a bar called Grillby's. Everything about the little place is charming, except for one thing.
It's completely empty. And it gives every indication of having been lived in until quite recently: Grillby's even still smells like someone was cooking hamburgers, and the tracks of many non-humans, quickly filling in with more snow, lead east.
Papyrus doesn't seem surprised by this, but he also doesn't seem to like it very much. He quickly covers any concern with a bright smile.]
It worked! Wowie! So... welcome to scenic Snowdin! It has all the comforts a weary traveler could ever want, as well as being my hometown!