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Yet Another Munday Meme Send me a symbol and I’ll answer ooc

ѩ - Are there any characters that you love, but simply cannot role play?

Җ - What’s your greatest source of inspiration when it comes to role playing?

ℛ - Are you religious?

♬ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music?

ᚡ - Random fact about the mun?

✒ - Do you have a preference when it comes to gender regarding your muses?

ಹ - Share a story from your childhood!

෴ - Tell us about your day.

㉘ - How do you usually spend your birthdays?

⨌ - If you ever had the opportunity to clone yourself, would you?

ᚖ - Do you wear makeup?

༺ - Do you have any siblings? What’s your relationship with them like?

๛ - Share an embarrassing story about yourself!

❤ - Are you and/or your muse currently in love with someone?

ℳ - Do you think you have a good handwriting?

☢ - When was the last time you went to the cinema? What movie did you watch?

⨕ - Are you a jealous role player?

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"I'm sorry if that was rude, but something inside me wanted me to ask. If you do feel that way...I sort of understand it well and am here if you want someone open minded."

* nah, it wasn’t rude at all.* i can, like... kinda see why you’d ask? i think--

* (Sans pauses to rub his face, taking in a breath. The whiskey earlier hit him harder than he’d liked it to, but he’s hanging in there.)

* i don’t have anything to say.. though.

* (As much as he’d love to talk about his self hatred right about now--)

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#alcohol /#missninetails

"Why do you hate yourself?"

Send my muse “Why do you hate yourself?” for their reaction.

* wow, that’s sudden.* why d’you ask?

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#missninetails

"Why do you hate yourself?"

Send my muse “Why do you hate yourself?” for their reaction.

* i thought that’d be obvious.* i mean, look at me. i’m terrible.* terrible and gross.* i got a whole list n’ a half all about it.

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#Anonymous

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"Um, Sans...? Do we need to get you some water and a bed? Cause that can be arranged." Hope has no idea how to deal with drunk friends, but at least she's trying.

* what? no.* nooo, i feel fine. i feel great.

* (Sans is... sitting on the floor, his hands in his pockets, slightly swaying in place. It looks like he’s having trouble keeping his head up.)

* i don’t-- i don’t need a bed, you need a bed.

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#alcohol /#hopeful-hugz

* ah...

* i uh, hope i drank enough to keep me from waking up in the morning. * ha ha.

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#alcohol /#ask to tag /#open? idk if u think of smth jump right in ))

🍸

For every “🍸” sent, my muse will take a shot of whiskey!

* okay, that’s not so bad. maybe i got this.

* (His hand nearly misses the glass upon reaching for it. After this, he’s going to either be singing show tunes or crying.)

* (Perhaps both at once.)

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#alcohol /#ijuinenzan

🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸 Alright try these babies!

For every “🍸” sent, my muse will take a shot of whiskey!

* (15, count ‘em, 15 shots come his way on top of the previous 5.)

* you wanna kill me.* you actually wanna kill me.

* (Regardless, there he goes, working on pickling his nonexistent liver. That can’t feel good.)

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#alcohol /#Anonymous

🍸🍸🍸🍸🍸 let's start off strong!

For every “🍸” sent, my muse will take a shot of whiskey!

* (With every shot passed to him down the bar, Sans takes it and throws it back before he goes to the next. How he actually drinks it is a mystery, but it disappears without spilling out onto his face...)

* strong? this is what i do every friday night.

* if you’re gonna hit me, hit me harder.

* (Despite his claims, he does appear somewhat inebriated after five shots.)

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#* (don't tell papyrus.)#alcohol /#Anonymous

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For every “🍸” sent, my muse will take a shot of whiskey!

#alcohol /#everyone else is doing it why not ))

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“Guide to Troubled Birds” sentence meme

❝ The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math. ❞

❝ I preen for Satan. ❞

❝ I disembowel. It’s what I do. ❞

❝ He gave them the heebie-jeebies. He had nothing else to give. ❞

❝ I’d sell you to Satan for one corn chip. ❞

❝ I love you despite the warning signs. ❞

❝ I’m a dirty bird. ❞

❝ This was a topsy-turvy world of anguish, shame and self-torment. ❞

❝ I’m three ounces of whoop-ass. ❞

❝ Dealing with you is like herding cats. ❞

❝ My mating dance is mostly seizures. ❞

❝ This jackassery will not stand! ❞

❝ I’ve been through hell and come out singing. ❞

❝ Your love has made me a drunk. ❞

❝ I’m not majestic on weekends. ❞

❝ God can’t help you now. ❞

❝ That’s a crazy idea. Insane. It doesn’t make sense. ❞

❝ I had on my prettiest dress and he never even looked at it. ❞

❝ He had a violent, uncontrolled temper, which sent him literally insane when he was annoyed, but he was good looking. ❞

❝ This might have passed a very pleasant evening had shit not gotten real. ❞

❝ Perhaps you can do something about the evil spirit in my head. ❞

❝ My emotions have three outlets: haughty silence, tears and rage. ❞

❝ I do not go to my happy place, I go to my high lonesome place. ❞

❝ I am often seized by the fatal American need to have a pretty good time. ❞

❝ I’m addicted to shiny things. ❞

❝ The ability to remain sober and gracious is, indeed, a mild form of insanity. ❞

❝ My modus operandi is dial up the awesome and break the knob off. ❞

❝ Looking for trouble and if I cannot find it, I will create it. ❞

❝ The drinks came. I wasn’t about to be sobered by anything like regret. ❞

❝ Foie gras this, motherfucker! ❞

❝ The whispery groans in my mind are beginning to issue orders. ❞

❝ Unicorn of love, impale me! ❞

❝ Oh. You’re an artist. ❞

❝ I hope you’ll excuse my cheap wit, but the hour is late and it’s all I have left. ❞

❝ As always, all I should’ve said was, “I love you.” ❞

hopeful-hugz:

“Narcolepsy? Wow, I- I think your the first alternate I know that actually has that.”

Hope seemed genuinely surprised by this, but that didn’t stop her from shifting a bit in order to make things a bit more comfortable for Sans. She also undid the clip keeping her cloak around her neck and adjusted it so it was like a blanket draped over the both of them. Warm, fuzzy blanket.

“I… Suppose if you really wanna hear the rest if it. There isn’t much left, just that I may have used an ingredient I shouldn’t have and the cake, uh, kinda exploded and got all over the kitchen.”

“My former friend, Cam was furious, cause we were both too short to reach the ceilings, so we couldn’t completely clean up, on our own.”

* what, really? * well, the more you know, i guess.

* (Sans settles in, taking the half of the cloak around him and pulling it over himself a little more. Oh, that’s nice.)

* oh my god. * it got on the ceiling? * you eventually got that cleaned up though, right? ‘cause that’s how you get ants.

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#hopeful-hugz

ooh! i was gonna do replies but im freaking out i guess ))

#ooc #i migjt end up doing replies anyway bc im like that ))

multi-coloredwxrld:

Will suppressed the giggle building in her stomach when Grillby ratted sans out, but a small smile remained as she gratefully took the menu from her companion.

A quick analysis of the menu revealed the limited food choices, so at least she didn’t have a difficutlt decision to make. With a slightly more relaxed smile, she nodded in response to sans.

“Yes, thank you… I think I’m going to do a burger….”

Her stomach rumbled in agreement, and her mouth watered, looking forward to food.

“Are you getting anything sans?”

She tilted her head curiously, giving the skeleton a curious look.

* heck yeah i’m getting something.

* (Who would come to Grillby’s and not get anything? A jerk, that’s who.)

* (Sans looks to Grillby and nods him over, without looking at the menu himself. He didn’t need to, anyways.)

* how about two burgs over here, g?

* (Grillby’s quiet for a moment, staring down at Sans and Will, before the ball of fire that is his head lowers slightly in a nod, and he gets out a quiet but deep “okay”. He closes the menu and slides it back onto the top of the stack, and he disappears behind a door on the other side of the bar.)

* (Sans sits back on his stool with a bit of a sigh, and for a moment, he considers taking off his mittens... Which he doesn’t, and he won’t. Even when the burgers would eventually, inevitably come around.. for some reason..?)

* so, what do you think of the place so far, pal? * cool, or what?

#* knock knock. (IN-PERSON)#multi-coloredwxrld

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