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Hey! Guys! Did you know there are demons here?
[hey look it's connor with the best/worst sarcastic message for you today. many posts lately have been about demons and justifiably so but connor is a shitposter and he's back so hang on or hang up on him. (that's the better option lets all be honest with ourselves)]
Since we're all smart people who definitely aren't going outside to get possessed or die on the network -- seriously, please, stop doing that -- I figured we should at least pick a game to pass the time. You know, like being on a long road trip and playing "I Spy" or some shit.
[he starts to say something else but apparently thinks better of it, because he smiles instead and reconsiders his words]
No, actually, first - a bunch of you guys are sleeping together, right? But who isn't? The lack of having an app to prove we're all cute, single, available people is clearly an oversight. (Really, pong before tindr? Also, calling it now: please, spelunkr, make it happen.) Discuss among yourselves.
[but oh right the game he seems to only remember now that's where he started, and he's maybe a little tipsy but wouldnt you be if THERE WERE DEMONS and people were doing dumb things like getting almost killed or worse on the network]
Oh, yeah, the game. Hot or Not. Post a picture of yourself and other people rate it for hotness. Honestly I'm not even going to care if you post a picture of someone not yourself. Have at it, kids.
[hey look it's connor with the best/worst sarcastic message for you today. many posts lately have been about demons and justifiably so but connor is a shitposter and he's back so hang on or hang up on him. (that's the better option lets all be honest with ourselves)]
Since we're all smart people who definitely aren't going outside to get possessed or die on the network -- seriously, please, stop doing that -- I figured we should at least pick a game to pass the time. You know, like being on a long road trip and playing "I Spy" or some shit.
[he starts to say something else but apparently thinks better of it, because he smiles instead and reconsiders his words]
No, actually, first - a bunch of you guys are sleeping together, right? But who isn't? The lack of having an app to prove we're all cute, single, available people is clearly an oversight. (Really, pong before tindr? Also, calling it now: please, spelunkr, make it happen.) Discuss among yourselves.
[but oh right the game he seems to only remember now that's where he started, and he's maybe a little tipsy but wouldnt you be if THERE WERE DEMONS and people were doing dumb things like getting almost killed or worse on the network]
Oh, yeah, the game. Hot or Not. Post a picture of yourself and other people rate it for hotness. Honestly I'm not even going to care if you post a picture of someone not yourself. Have at it, kids.
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[Sans just casually starts to chow down on that 'dog of his. Yep. Just gonna go nice and slow here. Boy, this is good stuff. All soaked through to the marrow, even.
I mean, 'dog. Soaked through to the 'dog.
What?]
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Not now, though. Now there seems to be a distinct shortage of ketchup. Gotta save up. Be frugal, know what I mean?
[...are we still talking about hot dogs here or...?]
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[DEFINITELY STILL TALKING ABOUT HOT DOGS.]
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...as Tina Turner once famously said to Ike.
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...I mean not that it's, y'know, required or anything.
[HE'S GUESSING CAN YOU TELL]
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Considering you seem to have a knack for guzzling wieners on a regular basis, I'm gonna say you know all about what's required there.
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[ S T O P ]
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Least you could do is warn me when you're gonna exhibition yourself like that, dude. Common courtesy.
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[Which is TECHNICALLY TRUE all right]
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I really can't answer that question for ya, pal.
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[Wade's voice is tightened with barely-suppressed laughter.]
We just spent the better part of ten minutes havin' ourselves a rigorous flirt session and that's where you draw the line?
I thought we had somethin', dude. Way to be a boner. Literally.
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[CAN YOU TELL. Good god, if rumors start to fly after people visit this very public conversation, he's probably never gonna hear the end of it. 'Course, he also ain't really one to care one way or another what conclusions people draw.]
I mean, are you surprised? I guess you could say a guy made of bones is hard all the time, but... [Knock knock, he raps his knuckles against the side of his skull.]
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[Protip: Sans should never see what people get up to on the internet.]
Anyway, it's not like I judge how people wanna get down, y'know? For all I know you might be pretty fly for a skele-guy. I wasn't gonna make assumptions.
[Except that's what you do all the time, Wade.]
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Especially the skeleton porn, good god.]I mean, hey, I don't judge. The leading star back home is a very charismatic rectangle. Everybody wants him, and the people who don't want him want to be him.
[Let it be said that "this rectangle is indeed a sexually attractive rectangle according to 98% of all sources, including Papyrus" is not a thing Sans thought he would ever be considering at any length, but there you go.]