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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

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[daughterofursa]

What kind of a vacation?

[What does that mean? They can't take vacations. Is this supposed to be a joke? She doesn't get it.]

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[ishotyouuu]

you gonna be okay, dude?

[Because Wade can smell FUCKING BULLSHIT a mile away.]

[Text: Private] ffs Sans

[achievementhunter]

[Did you know that you can set alerts for when people post to the network?

Chara does. And they've set alerts for a few people now- including Sans, though they don't expect it to come in too handy. The likelihood of him posting something outside of an emergency was remote; and indeed, his message is...vague and ridiculous, for the most part.

Like someone who's roundabout avoiding what has to be said.]






Where are they.

[Private Text]

[mymostvulnerable]

[Children and their games. Though she lets her children explore their environment, she still expects them to periodically check in with her. That Sans delivers this news publicly is cause for concern.]

What is this about a vacation?

[Voice]

[freedom_engineer]

Coming to ya.

What'cha need me to bring?

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[your_best_friend]

Vacation.

[Explain.]

[Private Text]

[gianthobo]

If you feel like sharing, I'd like to know the story without the deflection.

[text]

[concasse]

A vacation eh

Alright

Nice of ya to let us know

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[bubblywishes]

[Being a good little soldier. That makes Norma sick to her stomach the instant she reads it over, again and again, before she needs to put her phone down and just lay her head in the crook of one arms for a while. She feels cold, nauseous, and tired all at once. So it goes again, someone else she knew - someone she liked and considered a friend - was gone. JUst another lump in the ground to step over.

She's glad this is just faceless words, because even Norma's mask wouldn't be able to hide her hurt.]

Probably having a picnic somewhere.

[Don't expect a response back for a while, if at all.]

[gempathic]

not to add to the pressure on kids or anything, but i'm not sure the castle is a great place for vacationing yet.

i think that it can be someday! going off somewhere alone before we save it just seems kind of dangerous?

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[tinyprotector]

Is Frisk okay?

I know you want us to lay off but they're my friend. I don't think they'd go on a vacation without telling me.

[macaboney]

SANS?

IF IT'S ALRIGHT, CAN WE SPEAK IN PERSON?

ARE YOU IN YOUR ROOM?

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[mamaterasu]

[Something was wrong. From the moment Ammy woke up this morning to right now, she felt hit in her bones - something was wrong. Perhaps it was her clairvoyance, which liked to make itself known at only the rarest of times, when the ripples of fate were bound closer together than usual. But as she makes her way back through the castle, back to her shared room, her gait slows. It's almost like she's afraid to open the door as she stands before it, stalking inside carefully. There was foreign scent in here, faint, but not to a wolf's keen sense of smell.

Her nose wrinkles, and again something prickles at the back of her mind, making the fur on Ammy's back and neck stand up, and a low growl rumble instinctively through her chest. Something has invaded this place...something dark, foreboding. Something wrong. Not only thank, but, as she stalks in, there's...something else. Not just something wrong but--

Something missing.]

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[dragonsorcsandwolves]

[Rob may not be able to see through Sans's words, but he's still left with the sense that Something's Up here, even if he doesn't know what it is. "Vacation" is such an odd word to use in this castle.]

Do you guys need anything?