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  Robot972: When one is weak and fragile, they’re left with very few options when put in the face of combat.   Sparks: So, to make up for their horrible disadvantage, they take to the one choice they have; speed.   Robot972: They zip around the battlefield, getting in quick, dealing damage to the enemies, and getting away just as fast, long before the enemies can deal too much damage to them.   Sparks: And who better than the Scout, RED Team’s Boston Basher.   Robot972: And Sans, Undertale’s comic skeleton of judgment, returning from his loss at the paws of Fredbear and the Marionette.   Robot972: I’m Robot, he’s Sparks, and it’s our job t...

♥So, I absorbed you? ♦Yes. ♥And you live in my soul? Or... something to that effect? ♦That is correct. I know this is a bit strange, but... you will get used to it. We both will. Angel was having a conversation with Toriel in her head as Frisk dragged her through the snow. She was still in a bit of a shock from what happened in the Ruins, her mind now caught up as she begins to fully process what was happening. The only saving grace she had was Toriel, the monster’s voice the only source of reassurance she had.“SO SANS!”Papyrus’ boisterous voice snapped the albino back to reality, and reminded her of the iron grip Frisk had on her wrist. T...

“Here, take two of these with a glass of water. Hopefully that will make your headache go away.”Meghan placed two pills into your hand and a glass of water. You had literally only been working for a few minutes when she realized you were in pain.She had seen how you cringed up when you were near a table of loud children. Their voices causing your mind to pound like a painful drum.Once back in the kitchen, you had told her you had had quite a few drinks the night before.“Thanks Megs, it should help out some,” you said as you tilted your head back, tossing the pills in your mouth. You downed them with a large gulp of water, the slightly diss...

Newest Home Police Department Blue Soul District XXXX Ruin Drive XX Newest New Home, XX XXXXXName: Comic Sans The SkeletonAlias/Street Name/Nickname: SansRelatives: Papyrus[Brother]Race: SkeletonHeight: 5’11Weight: 20 lbsHair: n/aEyes: n/aSex: MaleHat:Jacket/Coat:Blue HoodieShirt: White sleeveless shirtPants: Black basketball shortsSkirt/Dress: N/AShoes: Black converseAge: n/aDOB: XX-XX-XXXXSocial Security #: XXX-XX-XXXXScars/Marks/Tattoos: noneOverall Health: 1 HPLast Seen Health Condition: In good healthLast Seen By: Frisk DreemurrLast Seen Location: Ruin Drivers EducationXXX Patience RDLast Seen Date: Friday, 9/10/20XXLast Seen Time: Ap...

Sans groaned a little as he rolled himself out of bed. For the last few days, his body started to ache like crazy, it was as if something or someone was pulling on his bones in the hopes of pulling him apart though he couldn’t really be sure as to what it could be for.Letting out a sigh, he turned his head side to side, feeling his bones crack a little. He wondered if humans ever had this problem with having stiff joints that needed a good crack here and there. Did Frisk ever have that problem?Frisk…A soft blush formed on his cheek bones thinking about her. He wasn’t sure why this started to happen, but for a while now his feelings toward ...

    Another tedious and busy day of work. Nothing new, you’ve done this for the past year now, but you honestly found everything far less exciting as your first day. You worked drive-thru at McDonald's, nothing special. It’s your first proper job even though you’re in your early 20’s, and you were already tired of it.     The co-workers were kind enough, you were polite enough with the customers for them to return the favor, and only rarely ever got the occasional asshole on either account. Still, you wished something would happen. Anything. Then, something did.     You could remember exactly what you were doing when it happened, you were ...

Noelle was having a drink with Sam and Piper, sitting at the counter table at Griffin's. The twins had P.E. as their last lesson of the school day, so they were obviously tired and thirsty. When they met Noelle outside the school, they begged her to offer them a drink. She couldn't refuse, and it was quite obvious that it was partially an excuse to spend some time with her again. Noelle was only glad to spend time with the kids. Plus, she was on good mood, since Mr Griffin offered her a job in his cafe. As the three enjoyed their drinks, their attention got caught by the flash news displayed on the small tv at the ceiling of the cafe. Meta...