punful: (skullking around)
sans ([personal profile] punful) wrote in [community profile] entranceway2016-04-16 03:21 pm

[video] bone to (not) run

[Sans seems to be sitting against a tree somewhere. There's angry growling coming from the vicinity of his coat.]

so, you know, i consider myself a pretty fun-guy, but this is kinda crazy.

[This might not be the best time for puns. The growling in his coat seems to agree.]

...anyway, uh. where is everyone? if you're from the underground, check in? hell, even if you're not from the underground, check--crap--

[There's a groaning moaning sound from nearby and it's very rapidly getting closer. Sans gets to his feet and the camera swings around to show a runner about ten yards away and charging at Sans.]

ah crap hold on--

[The camera turns toward deeper in the trees and then--

[--the video seems to cut out, the screen filling with glitching static.]

[A moment later it's back. It's still the forest, and it being a forest, it's hard to tell that the location has changed much. But there's nothing groaning anymore. Just the sound of angry hissing from Sans's coat.]

[Sans lets out a breath.]


uh. anyway. just. wanna make sure everyone else is okay. i, uh. i haven't seen anyone yet, at least no one...yanno. alive.

papyrus and everyone else, let me know where you are.
rosswood: (a what a fucke)

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[personal profile] rosswood 2016-04-17 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
how'd you do that

[You know what. The spray of static, the leap from one location to another. Mighty familiar, and not in a good way.]
rosswood: (what'd you shoot this with a potato)

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[personal profile] rosswood 2016-04-17 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
that thing. static, then you were somewhere else

[Like hell he's going to make unnecessary noise for him or Sans.]
rosswood: but my lust for blood is (ghosts aren't real)

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[personal profile] rosswood 2016-04-17 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
you shouldn't lie to someone who can see what's going on here.
i know that when i see it.


[Teleportation, zapping around, hell of a warning sign in his mind. Especially now that everything else has gone to shit.]
rosswood: (what'd you shoot this with a potato)

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[personal profile] rosswood 2016-04-17 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
god
i'll take a raincheck on it if your in that much trouble
you need some help
i have a gun
rosswood: but my lust for blood is (ghosts aren't real)

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[personal profile] rosswood 2016-04-17 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
fine.

[He's filing this away. He's not sure he can trust something that can flit from place to place like that. For personal reasons.]