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Jules of Nature

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i don't do bad sauce passes
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almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON
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pixel skylines
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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if i look back, i am lost

@theartofmadeline
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@humerussoul
Happy Valentine’s Day Folks <3
why did i make this
Finally! I'm here to app Sans from Undertale. Info is under /dossier. Hope everything is in order!
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Sans!
You will be housed in APARTMENT 306.
You can use up to five shortcuts per day. You’ll also be given a trombone. You know, to entertain your housemates at 3am when they’re asleep.
– mod altair.
“heya. s’up, t?” The voice should sound very familiar to the boss monster. The words tiredly hung in the air and were stand alone among all the hustle and bustle. “gotta say, i’m surprised to see ya here too. unless ‘m barkin’ up the wrong tree and you’re not who i think ya are.” If Toriel were to look for the small skeleton, she’d have to look up for once as he wasn’t planted on the ground. No, no. He was hanging from a nearby tree branch by his coat hood. He hung there limp, but his smile never faded. His feet were sans, pun not intended, one slipper. And to top it off, his left arm had gotten caught on the very same branch he was dangling from. An evident attempt to free himself had been made. Honestly, it was a silly sight and even Sans couldn’t help but look mildly embarrassed about it.
“how’s life here been treatin’ ya?” He asked, trying to play off his current situation. “m’ hoping the humans have been kind?” Sans would have preferred to meet with Toriel in a much different situation. Maybe him startling her with one of his short-cuts or something sans-like. But no. He could thank a couple of mischievous kids for his current situation... Well that and his bad-habit of sleeping everywhere and anywhere. “c’mon, t. don’t leave me hangin’.”
@mcternxl
He’s been here for a bit now, and to say the place wasn’t strange would be a lie. Up until now, Sans had lived on the surface with his brother comfortably. Sure, life up there had it’s ups and downs with humans learning to co-exist with monsters, and many of them all had varying stances on the idea of it. So, to arrive in a city that was not only, human dominated, but had a notable number of folk who were very clearly not human making do? It was surprising to say the least.
The cacophony of the city would take some getting used to. He and his brother did technically grow up in the sticks.
Right. His Brother. Everyone even. Sans’ brow creases a little. Sure he’d been plucked away from his home. He was handling that much better than expected. But the Idea of his brother being home alone. Everyone being back home. It led him to wonder if people would think he’d passed out somewhere unbeknownst to everyone. His Dear brother looking for him due to his work shirking. He blinks. And again. His ribcage expands as he takes a deep breath. This wasn’t exactly an ideal situation for him. All Sans could do for now was make his way around the city and figure what to do here.
Sluggishly, The Skeleton monster makes his way toward wherever his pink slippers take him, paying no heed to whoever stopped to gawk at him. It would take a Taller monster of his kind to get his attention right now.
@caerucor
Assumption: You are the best pun-master there is.
Send Me Your Assumptions About Me
*correct-a-mundo, t, you flatter me. just let me know if my jokes get a little punderhanded.
assumption: you are a skeleton :-)
Send Me Your Assumptions About Me
* correct, lady. no bones about it.
Send Me Your Assumptions About Me And I’ll Respond With “Correct,” “Nope” or “Kinda”
Sans Deltarune Undertale
Laziest bag of bones you’ll ever meet, or Omnipresent Guardian. No in between.
Puns, Puns, Puns.
Brother of Papyrus and is damn proud of it.
‘The easiest enemy. Can only Deal 1 Damage.’
Looks like a Cinnamon Roll, but could actually Kill you.
Don’t worry though, he’s ok with humans now
Smarter than he lets on.
No Matter where you go, there he is.
A Little TOO aware of everything.
// Well the boy is in~ And with him comes an rp ad! I’ll cap this at 3, Castmates exempt!
Greetings, I am here to shower you in love and appreciation glitter, wish you a wonderful holiday and positive new year. Continue to regail everyone with your puns, make them laugh with your jokes, and know that you are more needed than you may think you are!
// I feel awful for not getting to this sooner than later, but thank you! I hope the new year treats us both well!
* thanks, kid. and don’t worry. boss lady and i ‘ll make sure to keep the pun train goin’. with me back, i’m sure she’ll keep everyone, myself included, a-mused.
grillby: GET OUT
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