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![]() | Am I always on the edge of quitting? Giving up and just forgetting Everything I ever stood up for, The LOVE that I have always lurked for? The lions and the lambs are fighting Waking up and reigniting But I don't wanna FIGHT their old war Give me something I can HoPe for |
SANS THE SKELETON |
A former resident of the monster-populated Underground, Sans is just as quick with a bad joke as he is to evade any but the most superficial questions about his past and personal life. His permanent grin, carefree laziness, and easygoing exterior make it difficult to get a read on his psyche, and he works hard to keep it that way. Sans is not a skeleton that operates on extremes. He plays everything he is, from emotions to personal history, deeply close to the chest. In his experience, forming attachments too often opens a window for oneself to become damaged when those attachments get damaged in turn and, ultimately, it is utterly psychologically exhausting to care. He arrived in Hadriel immediately following his death in one of the dustiest, most violent pathways imaginable. Having some vestigial knowledge of the world in which he lives and the values that change to adjust for certain choices the human makes, Sans became the self-appointed Judge of the human's SOUL, gauging whatever EXP or LOVE they may have accrued in their Underground journey. An implied scientific background hints that he has some temporal awareness of previous LOADs and RESETs, though much of his knowledge is based on deduction and intuition rather than hard memory. In this particular path, however, he became aware that if the human continued to kill everything in the Underground, this could trigger an anomalous event that would cause everything - space, time, spacetime, and every infinite temporal possibility - to end. Faced with this knowledge, Sans did the one thing he thought he would never have to do: take action to prevent the outcome, even if he knew that it would be useless. The human was armed with determination and limitless tries, and he couldn't keep dodging forever. Only when faced with the absolute cessation of all existence did Sans actively stand in the human's way. As he did with most things he attempted, he failed. It's time to do a little bit better. |
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∴ home | ღ family | ♥ friend | ₪ from elsewhere | ✂ complicated | ✔ trusted | ||
✘ nope | ◑ eh | ¿ uncertain | ★ acquaintance | ❖ warm acquaintance | ⚖ judgment | ||
⚑ afraid | ⚡ dangerous | ☞ | ø unknown | 回 roommate | ❱ avoidance |
shadow the hedgehog.
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[artist]
You say your mind is never shut
But you've got everything locked up
You've got a sentimental feeling,
But you're under someone else's thumb
Gonna ACT this way, gonna think this way
Gonna talk this way, gonna be the same
Gonna look away, gonna play this game
Gotta fit this way, gotta find a way
Gonna throw away all the things you say
Never gonna change
Gonna walk away to the next charade
Now you'll play the victim from the start
Show off your sacred, bleeding heart
You claim to know the path to healing
Empathy for all, but not for some
Gonna act this way, gonna think this way
Gonna talk this way, gonna be the same
Gonna look away, gonna play this game
Gotta fit this way, gotta find a way
Gonna throw away all the things you say
Gonna change your name
Before you take the stage, I'm gonna walk away
And yet, Shadow happened upon a compendium of research written in some...very, very interesting pictograms, making him one of the few people in the city to come to understand the perilous story of the doctor they belonged to. It certainly wasn't intentional on either of their parts, but in enlisting Shadow's help to destroy and conceal what few remnants of the doctor that remained - for the sake of Frisk and Chara, who were planning to use said research to achieve full erasure of self - the two finally seemed to come to a sense of understanding, and reconciliation.