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Sans the Skeleton ([personal profile] justribbing) wrote in [community profile] solnet2016-04-28 05:12 pm

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hey, it's sans.

y'know, looking back? it's been pretty interesting.

i mean, look at us. we've got some basic amenities, power, even phones and the best internet you can make banging rocks together. we've got a community and everything, hey! nothing quite like the stale smell of desperation to really bring people together. but i've heard more than one of us ask what this war's really good for. for us.

makes a guy think about something other than starrs for a change. (yeah, see what i did there? you just dated yourself.)

anyway there's an actual point to this. see, being a good little soldier really tuckered the kid out, so frisk's gone on a vacation. some of you probably have questions. before you do, i want you to think about how much pressure kids should take. and maybe, y'know, lay off a little.

i'll keep you posted. see ya.
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[personal profile] achievementhunter 2016-05-01 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
You don’t belong in this world, Colin. Your perceptions don’t work quite right here. Your morals don’t know how to quantify what everyone’s been through, what’s okay and what’s not. Your goals? We’ve discussed those, to a point.

You fix things. But you don’t.

You go by the laws of what’s right in the universe in a place where universes and timelines are converging rapidly, an anomaly in of itself. You must hate it here, Colin. So much that needs fixing, so little time. So many aberrations that don’t quite belong. And that’s us. The collateral damage. You don’t really know or care what kind of damage fixing things will do, so we can only be disappointed and hurt.

I have a word for fixing things, myself. It’s one I quite like.

ERASE.

I do hope you live to see it someday, Colin. I hope that day comes when you go back to one of those perfect, orderly little universes you’ve fixed, and the wasteland that meets your eyes. All that you’ve destroyed in your own, inane sense of perfection. Because it’s right. Because it’s good. Because it’s in the rules of the universe.

What will you do when you turn around, and the butterfly effect of every wrong you’ve created catches up with you?

Because sometimes, the universe is terrible. And actions have consequences.