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[elatrednusnas]

(Sorry I haven't been on here consistently in a while! A lot of things happened at once IRL and my dad really hurt himself while doing office construction, so I've been helping in his stead. So when I get home, I don't have a lot of energy...

Tonight I'll try to catch up on what I missed. Thank you for your patience and understanding!!)

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scirephysica​:

∃【☝✌💧❄☜☼】 ─ The name falls empty, but at least the horrendous joke leaves a smile on his teeth,  wistful and nostalgic for something long gone by. At least, harmless puns could clear any stifled air. And clear it he needed, when the skeleton still treated him so familiarly. Not that Gaster could blame him; awkward he may be, he just had to wonder what the other one was thinking.

“I remember my name, but, ah…” Fingers tap lightly against a wrist. Some things really were best left forgotten, and for all that mattered to him, the Void had picked his name. “I prefer ‘Gaster’. It is short and sweet.”

He offers a hand to shake. Awkwardness didn’t excuse impoliteness. “I am afraid I am not familiar with your name. Were you… a scientist?” He remembered that much of himself, had to cling to something of himself.

|* gaster. got it.

At least you didn’t have to memorize a new name, you think to yourself.

You stick out your hand to shake his, equipped with a squeaker and everything, as casually as a normal being would shake someone’s hand. It sounds like a dog toy when pressure is applied to it.

|* it’s sans. nice to see you again. |* or for the first time. |* however it all works now. i haven’t bothered keeping up with it.

You mean ‘timelines’, but you’re too lazy to elaborate.

|* maybe at some point. now i’m just a sentry selling hotdogs on the side. |* part time comedian. |* guess i don’t have a job at all now though, huh? |* oh well.

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silenthcwl​:

“Pffft… Hahaha!”

She’s heard a similar joke at least a thousand times, but it never fails to make her giggle. In her modest opinion, werewolf jokes are just the funniest out there.

“It’s more or less the same where I come from, though I’ve never befriended a skeleton. This is going to be interesting.” She offers him her clawed hand for a handshake. “My name’s Seluna, it’s nice to meet you!”

(Un?)fortunately for your new roommate, you haven’t gotten the chance to get a whoopee cushion to put in your hand yet. A shame, really.

|* oh man. you’re missing out big time. |* we’re a really humerus bunch. |* ulna-ver get tired of us.

Regardless, you move your hand outward, giving hers a shake.

|* name’s sans. sans the skeleton. |* don’t expect too much out of me, i like to take it easy.

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atonings​:

—✕ █ ▌Well, this is … something. His expression near unreadable for a moment, with only a slight TWITCH of the lip to betray his feelings. ❝Humerus. You could BUST a rib with jokes like that.❞

Arms cross and then uncross over his chest. ❝So, uh, is this a big jape? I’m not mad, TRULY …❞ He’s been interrupted by worse things before. ❝But if you do need ASSISTANCE, I don’t mind.❞

|* hey, that’s not bad. those jokes... |* i feel like i’ve heard ‘em before. |* weird.  |* ... |* oh well.

To the average observer, you simply shrug. To a keen one, your posture makes note of this information. Familiar jokes aside, you didn’t expect such a stern, heavily-armored human to throw some of your own medicine back at you.

|* nah. i was pulling your leg. |* i’m not looking for anyone. just wandering around. |* why all the armor? this place under attack?

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|* my bad. guess i slept in. almost all the leaves are gone, huh?

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silenthcwl​:

Oh gods. Oh man. He speaks! It shouldn’t surprise Seluna as much as it did, she’s seen her fair share of strange stuff since she arrived in Spirale, but she can’t help staring at the skeleton in awkward silence for at least a whole minute. As soon as he mentions pink slippers, her bright teal eyes move to his feet and she has to bite her lips to prevent herself from snorting. Now that she looks at him better, she notices how short he is - and her height doesn’t help - and how casual his clothes are. He doesn’t really look like a monster coming straight out of a horror movie.

“Uhm…” She looks around the house while finally closing the door behind her back after deciding that he’s harmless; apparently there’s no one else besides him, exception made for a few socks lying around. “If you also have a key I suppose we’re roommates now, yes. My name is Seluna.”

“Perhaps they put us in the same house because I’m a werewolf? It might really be some silly Halloween joke, after all.”

|* oh man. too bad you’re not a shopkeeper. then you’d be a... |* ware-wolf.

How you manage to wink at people is a mystery you like to keep to yourself, but you give one to her. Now, you feel a little more at ease.

|* hey monsters stick together where i’m from.

Not like they have a choice, you add to yourself.

|* but this works out pretty well. |* where i’m from has a lot of dogs living in it. they’re all in the royal guard. |* the coincidence is pretty funny. |* we should be fine.

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pleasemymel0dy​:

My Melody wasn’t exactly sure what she was going to carve into this pumpkin. She’d been carving so many pumpkins lately that she was starting to run out of ideas.

“My Melo doesn’t know…” She adjusted the pumpkin in her paws as she continued to walk along with Sans. “But, My grandpa used to say that ‘The best ideas come when you’re relaxed’. So maybe I’ve just got to take it easy for a little while.”

|* your grandpa’s got it. that’s a great piece of advice.

Especially for you. Being relaxed is pretty much your default state, anyway.

|* i guess you’ve gotta do what you can to get your muse. |* maybe lying down in the grass. or falling asleep on the job.

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atonings​:

—✕ █ ▌He’s surprised to see the source of the voice, not because of the voice, but because skeletons are a RARE sight outside of his personal bubble, safe to say. He can’t help but suspect that this might turn into a prank ( What do the kids say? Deez nuts? ), but that would be extremely rude of him to IMMEDIATELY suspect that.

❝I’m afraid to say that the name is unfamiliar … but I remember faces fairly well. Does she have any DISTINGUISHING features?❞

|* she sure does. |* i’d say all of her features are pretty...

|* dee-stinguishing.

Where’d that drum sound come from?

|* did that pun dee-light you?

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scirephysica​:

∃【☝✌💧❄☜☼】 ─ The skeleton brings back memories, ones that dangle like a shiny lure set upon a pitfall. Gaster pauses, and refrains from chasing that thread in a hopeless race towards a past that had never existed, as far as he could know. He smiles, anyway, and politely waves back. Awkward, but the skeleton did seem familiar, however much it pained his skull to think it.

“It is not an awful place to live. It has its hiccoughs, but it is… ah…” Better than not existing, for a start. But then, Gaster could trade anything to be safe from that place again. He nervously wrings his hands, laughing, and tries his best to find a name somewhere in his mind.

It doesn’t come. It never does.

“I am sorry, do I know you?” Perhaps filling in the gaps would be a good thing, if the fellow skeleton knew him well. If nothing else, Gaster wanted a few little answers found; namely, why the familiar individual made him feel happy.

|* yeah, i’ve noticed. at least there’s a sky up here. i guess you could say this island... |* shore is weird.

Something you found nice about this strange island, at least. You wait for him to say something snarky, or some other specific observation... but none comes. Instead, he looks like he’s having a hard time recalling who you are--something his next sentence confirms.

Your shoulders slump a little, but there’s nothing you can do about it. That’s not his fault.

|* . . . |* interesting. 

|* you do, maybe. or at least you did at some point. but maybe it doesn’t matter in the long run. |* name’s sans. sans the skeleton. |* i guess if the rest comes to you, it comes to you. and if not, well. |* that’s fine too.

No sense in telling the man about himself for hours if you didn’t know what good it would do. That, and perhaps some part of you didn’t want to awaken whatever laid dormant in his mind.

|* what do you call yourself now?

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stormswake​:

“I should’ve expected this.”

|* dead and buried? |* more like...

|* dead and bare-ied.

|* put some clothes on.

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lxnarprophet​:

“This is true, once she orbits the Earth, of course~

But why would she?~” He should probably stop, but Waka was having far too much fun with this amusing skeleton.

|* well, you know how it goes. |* the moon likes giving the earth the run-around.

Even you only had so many lunar jokes, but this man was clearly a professional punner. Or just really into the moon. Either way, it’s holding your interest.

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20leafclover​:

Didn’t he just pass this guy? Clover didn’t usually make a habit of circling around- sayings about people coming back to the scene of the crime, retracing his steps potentially being unlucky, that sort of stuff. Maybe he’s just gotten turned around, or maybe this fella’s trying to play some trick.

So he smiles back at him, squinting just a bit, wary. He also doesn’t normally go around dealing with skeletons, but…

“Every night’s my lucky night, fella!” Wink. “But y’know, why not! You mind giving me a glimpse while I figure this dust thing out?” Clover’s leaning in towards him, getting his phone in his hands and fussing with it. Dealing with virtual money is still kind of confusing.

|* that’s the spirit.

You’re pretty adept with cell phones, even if you don’t use yours very much. Most of the time, you’re too lazy to do more than text. This time, it was out and ready.

You’re no stranger to vending, after all.

|* no problem, no problem. |* i’ll throw in the first piece of the pie for free, since i’m a nice skeleton. |* your first number... |* is 3. |* the other numbers’ll cost ya.

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silenthcwl​:

@elatrednusnas​ likes for a starter!

Seluna stands still in the apartment’s entrance, a confused look on her face and her right hand still on the door knob. She’s just walked in - House 119, as the message on the new phone she’s found in her pocket at her arrival in Spirale said - and the last thing she was expecting was finding a skeleton inside. Now, she’s heard stories when she was back in Ledoriam. Stories about the magic of necromancers tainting the land so that ancient bones of nobles and peasants alike would come out of their own graves, attacking whoever dared roaming those cursed places. Seluna has never met one of those creatures, but she had a very specific picture in mind, made even more clear by movies and videogames she’s seen in Los Angeles. A picture that doesn’t match with what she has in front of her, for sure; a short skeleton, dressed casually and with what looked like a grin on it’s… face? Skull? Whatever.

“Y-you’re not some Halloween decoration, are you?”

It’s a little like your house in Snowdin. Two stories, neat, way more rooms than you think you need. Your personal priority was the beds to take a much-deserved nap after a long day of doing nothing.

But someone comes in behind you, and you turn to greet them instead. Initially, your guard was up--there were many, many humans up here. But this person... was wearing a brightly-colored bandana. And you’ve yet to meet someone hostile with a brightly-colored bandana.

She was probably safe. Probably.

|* nah. |* unless halloween decorations walk around in pink slippers. |* then yes.

Oh, this one had pointed ears. That’s new. Maybe she wasn’t a human.

|* you have a key, so i’m guessing you live here too. |* does that make us roommates?

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perpetualquestions​:

“Re-pete would be left. Why are you asking stupid questions?”

|* well, if you insist.

|* so there are two guys in a rowboat |* one’s named pete and one’s named re-pete |* if pete jumps off the boat, who’s left?

You wonder how long this’ll go on.

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dxrkestmirror​:

Unlucky indeed…That was just the mix up that Shadow found himself in these days!

Though, an oblong ocarina (he actually didn’t know what it was) with those tell tale opening four notes was not exactly something he’d accounted for and yelled, narrowly avoiding slamming into the skeleton by throwing himself onto the ground.

“Is this some kind of joke?!”  Actually, yes.  But, that was one quick way to wipe that smug grin from his face.

Oh, that was a good one. Maybe that would keep this kid on his toes more often!

|* well, lucky for you, there’s no punchline.

As a friendly gesture, you hold out your hand to the child to help him up. Unfortunately, that was also the hand you had your electronic whoopee cushion in, and it makes a very satisfying toot when deployed.

|* but that still makes you the butt of this joke.

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@perpetualquestions​ asked for a starter!

Part of you is beginning to wonder if humans leaving their children around wherever was a commonplace thing. There sure were a lot of kids here.

|* so there are two guys in a rowboat |* one’s named pete and one’s named re-pete |* if pete jumps off the boat, who’s left?

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pleasemymel0dy​:

My Melody paused for a moment. The gears in her head began to turn as she processed the joke; and then finally she let out an amused giggle. “Ahehehee! That’s a good one mister!” Not everyone could appreciate the delivery of a well crafted pun, but My Melody genuinely enjoyed them! 

“Why yes, My Melo’s pumpkin carving will go….a gourding to plan..no matter what!” The pumpkin she was carrying had already been hollowed out. So while the pumpkin was a bit cumbersome, it wasn’t that heavy at all.

|* thanks. there’s more where that came from.

Probably. For now, you decide to walk beside the little bunny monster. You’re going in the same direction anyway, so might as well.

|* so. |* what’re you gonna make your pumpkin? |* going with a face, or doing something else?