* can't afford not to care.

[jasutisu-deactivated20151211]

                                  Your sure-fire accuracy put an end to the mayhem.

                      independent, selective & private undertale OC for the yellow human soul.

[svplexing-a-blog]

▒░ ☓ ROYAL GUARD

              ❝ tchk, don’t go all SENSITIVE on me. ❞

       a ‘ gentle ’ nudge is delivered as an elbow to the        side,             more forceful than she had intended.

       a toothy grin accompanies her next set of words.        she seems unaware of sans’ feelings,  though        that is not unusual for undyne.

              ❝ lighten up, bud, at least it’s your JOKES that are terrible. ❞

[bonebuilt-blog]

A small chuckle leaves him as he tries to snap himself back into the correct mindset. He couldn't let his emotions get the best of him in front of others -- he had to be strong so he could protect them.

"Right again. -- Sorry 'bout that, don't know what came over me."

[mercyborn-blog]

“ I say we should go !   I’ve never been to a   festival before. We   should invite everyone   else, too ! Will there be   carnival games and   stuff ? ”

[bonebuilt-blog]

“Yup, sure will, bucko. I wonder if they’ll have prizes, too...? We should try and win one, if so.”

[svplexing-a-blog]

▒░ ☓ ROYAL GUARD

       disgust DANCES over her face with sans’ puns.

     ❝ is THAT your idea of a joke ?                        try looking in the mirror. there’s                        a good joke !               fuhuhu !! ❞

[bonebuilt-blog]

"Yikes, that was a little harsh, don't ya' think? --"

Sans pauses, contemplating what she had said. It was funny, really -- how right she really was, despite not even knowing it.

But then again, nobody really suspected...

"-- Not like you're wrong, though."

[ghcstunes-blog]

▒░ ☾ melancholic

        leaning against the door, they lower theirself,         sighing G E N T L Y.

     UNCERTAINTY fills them. maybe they aren’t        fit for helping sans,                 maybe they just aren’t        in the correct state of mind, if they ever were.

       a gentle smile, one they couldn’t S H A R E        with the skeleton.

       ❝ … what do ghosts eat for supper ? ❞

[bonebuilt-blog]

Though he wasn't exactly in the mood for jokes, he entertains the thought regardless -- he already used puns to mask his true feelings most of the time -- why not now, eh?

Hardly able to crack a smile, he dryly chuckles, quirking an eyesocket upward as he lets his grin slowly spread.

"I dunno, tell me."

[mercyborn-blog]

They winced as the bandage was tied around their leg. Hearing that Toriel would make them some pie caught their attention. They loved that pie so much. It tasted delicious. It was their favorite dish.

“You think so ? Let’s   go home then ! I   love butterscotch pie ! ” 

[bonebuilt-blog]

"Sure thing, kiddo. -- Oh, and before I forget. Some kinda festival's in town tonight. I was gonna ask Tori if she'd wanna take ya' but she said that since I'm off work for once, that I should go instead...spend a lil' time with my best human bud. Whaddya' say, tiger?"

[friskiing-blog]

                    With a cheery nod to the affirmative they clapped small hands together,                     all smiles. It took some leaning and finger stretching to get it, but, Frisk                     passed the salt. Success.  ❝ What’re you making? ❞

[bonebuilt-blog]

"Oh -- nothin' fancy really, just wanted to try out some new pasta recipe. You know Papyrus -- if he doesn't get his daily noodle intake, he'll start havin' withdrawal symptoms or somethin', hehe."

Truly, he was a little nervous to have the child in the kitchen with him.

Plenty of knives for them to get a hold of. Plenty sharp, too. He wondered if they could cut him down just as easily as some pasta --

No. Snap out of it. This time -- it's really gonna be different, nothing bad's gonna happen.

Nothing's gonna reset.

[papghetti-deactivated20160914]

———- “ I AM CERTAINLY NOT ‘ STUMPED ‘ , SANS!! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, CAN HANDLE SOMETHING AS SIMPLE AS THE JUNIOR JUMBLE!! “

* Papyrus then turned his full attention back to the Junior Jumble on the table before him, twirling his ‘ professional ‘ red crayon between his fingers repeatedly.

* After a few silent moments, the tall skeleton groaned under his breath, giving into the nagging frustration with heavy regret.

“ NYEH… I’VE TRIED IT ALL!! EETR, EERT, AND REET ARE NOT WORDS!! WHAT COULD IT POSSIBLY BE?? “

[bonebuilt-blog]

"You, uh, want a little help with that...? I'm just sayin' -- two heads are better than one -- when it comes to solvin' puzzles, am I right? Or am I right...?"

Sans gives a hearty chuckle, "Try puttin' the 'T' in the front, ya' haven't done that yet."

[corescientist-moved-deactivated]

           「☝♋♦♢♏☐」 Chaos. This was chaos. This whole timeline or world he was in was experiencing utter chaos, and bringing him down with it. It had only been a simple test in a lab, not taking the full consequences and conditions to heart. And the next thing he knew, he was somewhere foreign.

Not all foreign, no. He knew this place very well     This was snowdin      A place he would visit from time to time, sometimes talk to the lovely people around the small town. Even though he forgot their names from time to time, they always remembered his due to his high status in the kingdom. But this     There was nobody. Almost as if the town were abandon. It made everything seem so alien.

There was one person, and one person alone whom he could recognize      And that was Sans. Though, the weeping expression came out as a shock to him, causing a tight pain in his chest. There was no reply, since well, he couldn’t figure out the general situation of what was going on. It was hard to tell what exactly this timeline held. So the scientist remained silent, peering down at sans as if he awaited for him to explain.

       “ … ”

[bonebuilt-blog]

Wanting to compose himself, but not actually being able to find the will to do so, Sans coughs -- sputters even -- as he tries to get the tears to cease. It doesn’t work.

"He's gone, doc. Papyrus -- he -- that kid... that human. They killed him.

What the HELL am I supposed to do without him...? He-- I NEEDED him."

[bonebuilt-blog]

@spaghxttii can’t solve today’s jumble....

Observing the Junior Jumble over Papyrus' shoulder, Sans almost instantly solves the riddle inside of his own head.

The scrambled letters spread across the page, 'rete' is what they read.

Obviously it was 'tree'.

"Need a little help there, bro? You seem kinda...stumped."

[mercyborn-blog]

* Even though you’re hurt, you smile at Sans

“ Sure. Thanks, Sans.   Don’t worry about me,   though. I’ll be alright. ”

[bonebuilt-blog]

"Feh, don't gimme none of that. Nothin's gonna be fine if you bleed out all over the place..." Sans reaches into a bag sitting by his table and pulls out a large bandage, tying it gently around the child's leg.

"Should be fine until we can get ya' something to heal you up. Maybe Tori wouldn't mind makin' you a b'scotch pie."

[bonebuilt-blog]

@corescientist catches you at a bad time...

It was already bad enough that he had to deal with finding the dusty remains of his own brother, but Sans wasn't exactly prepared to see anyone -- much less the old Royal Scientist.

Hearing the footsteps, but not actually turning to see who was there, Sans yells at the top of his boney lungs.

"Just leave me alone!! Can't you see -- can't you see what I'm dealin' with, here...?" his voice breaks mid-shout, muffling into a series of sobs.

When he finally turns, the tears cease, but his chest sinks all the same.

[bonebuilt-blog]

@mercyborn got hurt...

"Yikes, kiddo. That cut's pretty deep. Do you want a band-aid or something? On the house."

[bonebuilt-blog]

@friskiing‘s wanting to help with dinner...

"Hey there, bucko. You want to help prepare the grub? That sounds like a plan. Would ya' pass me the salt?"

[undyiiing---moved-blog]

❝ do you ever actually listen to anything i say? ❞

[bonebuilt-blog]

"Sure I do. Whether I choose to do what you ask, though -- that's another story, ain't that right?"

[bonebuilt-blog]

Mutuals, like for a starter,  cap is 5. First come, first serve.

[undyiiing---moved-blog]

@bonebuilt

❝if i have to hear one more fucking pun i will break all of the bones in your body. ❞

[bonebuilt-blog]

"I'd invite ya' to try, but it'd be pretty rude to attack a friend, wouldn't you agree...?" a small chuckle as his hands shift into his pockets.

"And I mean -- hey -- I know you, Undyne. That kinda behavior comin' from you? That would be a little fishy."