Sans (
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crystalnet2016-05-27 04:15 am
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[The Otherworlder network supplies a direct line into every other person's brain. For any reasonably bored person at all aware of the Internet, the possibilities are limited only by two things: imagination and motivation. It's the latter that has always kept Sans from making broadcasts of his own; it's funnier to listen in on other people making rope to hang themselves with, while he gets on with some equally important but significantly easier life matters such as skipping work and sleeping.
That could have gone on indefinitely. At least half of him wishes it had. He suspects that half of him might end up pissed, once this dose offairy ghost dust wears off. It's been so long since he last really felt restless that it's nearly more alien than the ghost itself was.
For now, though, he can take it in stride. And so, as the city's repairs wind down for another day, a message goes out on the brainwaves. It appears line by line, as if it's being typed on the spur of the moment, but it still goes by pretty quickly. If it was being typed, it would have to be by someone with fluent fingers.
Then again, if it was physically typed, there wouldn't seem to be the odd burst of noise obscuring parts of words here and there. At least it shouldn't affect the quality of the broadcast much overall, because said quality happens to be... well.]
hey, did enough of you all tell yourselves "good job" after those last few kerfuffles? good job. give the closest person a pat on the back. you'll both look weird, but that's the price of recognition.
that business aside, here's something topical. who wants to take bets on what the last couple of emotional boss monsters will look like? species, fashion sense? bullet pattern? hell. maybe if a whole crowd of people gets emotional enough at them, we can redesign one.
i think thras would look good as a squirrel.
[Ask him why. Go on.]
(kids! you can play along too. just don't bet real money if people are watching.)
That could have gone on indefinitely. At least half of him wishes it had. He suspects that half of him might end up pissed, once this dose of
For now, though, he can take it in stride. And so, as the city's repairs wind down for another day, a message goes out on the brainwaves. It appears line by line, as if it's being typed on the spur of the moment, but it still goes by pretty quickly. If it was being typed, it would have to be by someone with fluent fingers.
Then again, if it was physically typed, there wouldn't seem to be the odd burst of noise obscuring parts of words here and there. At least it shouldn't affect the quality of the broadcast much overall, because said quality happens to be... well.]
hey, did enough of you all tell yourselves "good job" after those last few kerfuffles? good job. give the closest person a pat on the back. you'll both look weird, but that's the price of recognition.
that business aside, here's something topical. who wants to take bets on what the last couple of emotional boss monsters will look like? species, fashion sense? bullet pattern? hell. maybe if a whole crowd of people gets emotional enough at them, we can redesign one.
i think thras would look good as a squirrel.
[Ask him why. Go on.]
(kids! you can play along too. just don't bet real money if people are watching.)

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Why a squirrel?
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well. last time anyone heard from him, dont you think he sounded nuts?
[Ba dum, pshhh. The rimshot is actually audible, despite most of the transmission looking like text.]
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That was a joke. [About a very large dragon.] He sounded mad. I wouldn't go so far as saying he was up a tree.
[That was awful. He should be ashamed.]
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Piphron sounds like a crab, however you wanna take that.
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[There's no hint of offense behind the words, mind, or anything much except from a deliberately facetious air.]
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if thras is a squirrel, then elios is definitely better fit to be a plain pigeon, wouldn't you say?
[Go on. Ask her why.]
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[Of course he's asking! Far be it for Sans to deny someone else a bad punchline. That would be as terrible as, for instance, lasering people in the face.]
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[Yes he heard that pun about Thras being nuts... and HE'S IGNORING IT.]
There's what, Piphron and Simpathis? In keeping with the whole fantastic creature thing, I'm going to guess some kind of huge hellhound for Piphron.
Two reasons. Dogs are supposed to be loyal, and if the past arehtei are any indication we're in for hell when he shows up.
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that just leaves simpathis, then. i vote medieval dodo.
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A squirrel?
[Why would Thras be a one-tailed gusk?]
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got any better ideas? i'm all ears.
unlike most of the arehtei as they stand.
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[He's not making one, he's just curious. And taking his mind off his new ridiculous living situation.]
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[He isn't visible, but his voice gives the impression of a shrug anyway. Sans tends to sound so laid back by default that it barely requires the telepathy.]
But hey, a guessing game works fine too. Wanna play?
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Bullet pattern?
[though she does also have an actual question here--]
How many of them have shown up so far?
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1) bullet pattern, hairstyle, favourite food... you know. the basics. all in good fun, right?
2) as of the last round? six out of eight. 3 out of 4, if you prefer. 75%. the kind of test score you're actually pretty happy about 'til you start to overthink it.
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I imagined Aiada would look more like a deer. Or a Kirin.
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[This is clearly what she was most confused about.]
and aiada, well. fortunately, it's not too late. we still have a chance to tape some legs on her before she wakes up.
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BUT YOU'RE THE CLOSEST PERSON, SANS.
[ Assuming Sans is actually home right now. Papyrus does not actually feel up to checking. ]
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[If he isn't home, he's not telling. Which is, you know, normal. The whole point of broadcasting this garbage is that Sans could use something slightly more normal after the past while.]
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voice;
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