Sans the Skeleton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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solnet2016-10-01 07:06 am
justribbing) wrote in solnet2016-10-01 07:06 am
EMERGENCY BROADCAST (text)
(All active cellphones sound an alarm briefly during the delivery of this message.)
To: All Users
From: sans.
Subject: (SUBJECT HERE)
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URGENT ANNOUNCEMENT: The following is an automated message.
Nature of Emergency: cagey queen left us hanging
PRESS 1 if outside the vicinity of: home If it is safe to do so, follow the prompts to take and send an image of your surroundings to the administrator.
Users in the vicinity of: home are requested to congregate in the: mess hall immediately for: probably a good idea to come save us
Additional Notes:
* sup.
* not much, not much, just hangin' with about 3 new and old friends in this cage dangling precariously above the water.
* can't say i like the conditions either, but the cold and damp doesn't get under my skin. i think i see other cages, tho and, uh, i can't say much for them yet.
* six other occupied cages, with about three in each. hey, it's like those math problems you used to get in school.
* startin' to get a real sinking feeling so if there's anybody out there who ain't locked up, it'd mean a lot to me and over 20 other people if you bailed us out.
* see ya. sans.
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To: All Users
From: sans.
Subject: (SUBJECT HERE)
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URGENT ANNOUNCEMENT: The following is an automated message.
Nature of Emergency: cagey queen left us hanging
PRESS 1 if outside the vicinity of: home If it is safe to do so, follow the prompts to take and send an image of your surroundings to the administrator.
Users in the vicinity of: home are requested to congregate in the: mess hall immediately for: probably a good idea to come save us
Additional Notes:
* sup.
* not much, not much, just hangin' with about 3 new and old friends in this cage dangling precariously above the water.
* can't say i like the conditions either, but the cold and damp doesn't get under my skin. i think i see other cages, tho and, uh, i can't say much for them yet.
* six other occupied cages, with about three in each. hey, it's like those math problems you used to get in school.
* startin' to get a real sinking feeling so if there's anybody out there who ain't locked up, it'd mean a lot to me and over 20 other people if you bailed us out.
* see ya. sans.
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[But this is really a bad predicament... Perona reaches the Infirmary in no time at all, having memorized the quickest way to get there from her room, and her audio feed begins to pick up the clink of glass and cabinets and drawers being opened and closed. Bandages, antiseptic, a needle and thread she's already got...gauze is a must.
They'll definitely need blankets, but she can't stuff that into Bearsy's back pocket. Hell, she can only put maybe two heating pads in him with everything else...]
Can you tell me more about your present location, Sans-kun? Like I said, I can try to find you all. [Ah! A notepad and paper. Now, she just needs a pen. Taking notes will be a good idea...or making a map--wasn't that pirate woman good at that? Or did she hear wrong?]
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[ He exhales a lungless sigh. ]
What can I say? I'm bone-lazy, I hate repeatin' everything every time somebody asks. Easier to just let you guys comb through this and do your heroic cavalry thing, know what I mean?
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[Well, that just means she's going to have to put out more. Not like she has a choice, and her powers are the best as information gathering, after all. She'll just need to exert herself, which...isn't at all a bad thing. Perona puts her phone down a moment and takes a deep breath.
A sound like wind rushing is picked up over the audio feed, alongside a crackle of static and the echoing cackle of many voices. Twenty to start, they'll multiply in little to no time at all, but the castle is huge...and even they can't go everywhere.
Picking up her phone, Perona tucks a lock of hair behind her ear, speaking casually again.]
If you see a ghost, please tell everyone not to touch it. That's the only warning you get.
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[ For a skeleton, he makes a fair imitation of a deep breath. ]
Sure, yeah.
[ No he won't. He's too tired. And he means to help, sure, he just... he's out. He's done, and he ain't even sure he'll be around to deal with the consequences of lazily blowing her off, either. ]
But just in case, maybe you better go visit the mess hall anyway, yeah?
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I'm on my way there now. Thank you for making this call...and stay safe.
[She means that, and ends the call, putting a little more effort into packing up the essentials and heading out swiftly.
What a day this is turning out to be.]