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[justribbing]

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.

Comments

[Voice]

[achievementhunter]

Flowers?

[They glance down at the one clenched in their fist. It's been sitting a while, but it's still a bit...tacky. Frisk really didn't cut it well.]

I saw a few. Frisk has been handing them out to people, haven't they?

[Voice]

[justribbing]

Yeah.

[ There's a pause here, lengthy enough to note. ]

There was one they mentioned made them feel, uh, like trouble was coming. It's probably nothin', but...

The rest can wait.

[Voice]

[achievementhunter]

[...A chill runs down their spine once more, but- honestly. Chara ignores the concept, stuffing the flower up their sleeve; out of sight and out of mind. The only reason they're feeling unsettled is because something's wrong; flowers have nothing to do with it.]

Noted. I'll be there soon.