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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. |
c r o s s - c a n o n ↴
g o d s ↴
∴ home | ღ family | ♥ friend | ₪ from elsewhere | ✂ complicated | ✔ trusted | ||
| ✘ nope | ◑ eh | ¿ uncertain | ★ acquaintance | ❖ warm acquaintance | ⚖ judgment | ||
| ⚑ afraid | ⚡ dangerous | ☞ | ø unknown | 回 roommate | ❱ avoidance |
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[artist]
Shadows settle on the place, that you left
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time
From the perfect start to the finish line
And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong
We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there
And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone
We're setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home
It was a flood that wrecked this home
Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette
A lifeless face that you'll soon forget
My eyes are damp from the words you left
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest
She's a nice kid, even if she's been through hell. And someone who likes terrible jokes...just has an Integrity you can't say "no" to.
Best to keep an eyesocket out.