[Sans] Sans was busy as always, sitting in the restaurant section of the MTT Resort, cracking a few jokes every now and again and telling stories about Papyrus. In the middle of a joke, he felt his phone buzz. He said the joke, claimed that it was break time for now, and took the call. It was Alphys.
"hey, alphys. what's up?" Sans had asked Alphys. He heard her slightly sobbing, and asked, "you alright, al?"
"I-I'm alright... b-but Frisk's b-been found. I-I suppose I should give y-you his last k-known coordinates, but w-we don't know... i-if he's moved or not..." Alphys said, giving Sans the coordinates and letting him write them down. He jotted them down and left behind stage, taking the best possible 'shortcut' he knew to about the area that the coordinates were located, arriving in the middle of Ebott Forest, looking around and seeing King Asgore on the ground, Mettaton, Frisk's sister, a few other people that he didn't really know a-- ... Wait, why was King Asgore on the ground? He looked around some more, seeing something that sent a slight chill down his spine. It looked like Gaster, if Gaster was a ghost and also had his face melted. He stood still, his hands still in his pockets.
"... what's up?" Sans asked, looking at Mettaton with concern.
[Seth] Seth had walked through Ebott Forest, getting to the mouth of the cave of Mt. Ebott. He looked into it, seeing the pit, now with a sign that said 'WARNING: HOLE'. He peered down, seeing a bed of flowers near the center, remembering the days of the Underground. He smiled, and hummed a melancholy blues tune, listening to it echo throughout the walls of the cave, sitting back and looking up at the stalactites on the ceiling and watched as some water dripped from them, falling onto the bed of flowers. He yawned, popped his neck, and took a nap, knowing that he was pretty much safe here, since no one came that often for any reason but nostalgia.
Name: Sans Monster Type: Skeleton Gender: Male Occupation: Sentry for Snowdin, Waterfall, and Hotland, comedian. Weapon?: None (uses magic) Armor?: None (dodges) Magic (up to three) : Varied Bones (blue, white), Gaster Blaster (white only), Gravity Shift (soul color change) Personality: A lazy, laid-back comedian who is normally kind and reassuring, but can get downright scary serious when he's angry. He is also very observant. Bio: Sans was a self-appointed sentry for all of the regions in the Underground, along with his brother Papyrus. He also worked a side job as a scientist. He had worked on a time machine, and studies quantum physics and manipulation, and began work on developing a prototype time machine, but soon stopped development. Soon after he took the job as sentry, Sans found this huuuge door. It was absolutely, without a doubt, perfect for knock knock jokes. So, one day, he was doing what he always did to pass the time. He would knock twice on the door, saying "Knock Knock," but... this time, a woman's voice replied. "Who is there?" The voice asked. Sans was a little startled, but quickly gained his composure. "Dishes," Sans had said. "Dishes who?" the voice replied. "Dishes a very bad joke!" Sans said. The voice began roaring with laughter. Sans was astonished; this woman, whoever she was, was his best audience. So he began to tell more and more jokes, coming back often. One day, the voice asked him to promise never to kill a human who comes through the door; to instead protect them. Now, Sans hated to make promises, but... when someone loves bad jokes like that woman did, you could never say no. He agreed to watch over anyone who came through the door. One day, that very thing happened. A human, with yellow skin and a blue-and-purple striped shirt walked through the door. Sans, being his mischievous self, had scared the human at first before pranking them with a whoopee cushion handshake. They became friends soon enough, and Sans had fun talking to them and laughing with them, occasionally taking them to grillby's or the MTT Resort's restaurant. He judged them for their actions, and... they maintained a pure soul through and through. In the battle with Asgore, Sans had helped stop Asgore from initiating in battle with the human, only to soon be captured by Flowey. He didn't really know what had happened after that; in a blink of an eye, he was back to normal and the barrier was shattered. Flowey was nowhere to be seen. He went out and looked over the land with Frisk and the others, soon walking away to catch Papyrus before he got himself in trouble when he ran off. Since then, Sans has 'worked' as a comedian, and as a guard for the MTT Resort. He was pretty good, and because he had both jobs, he had twice as many breaks as usual. He didn't change much, but has reminisced on the days of the Underground. Appearance:
Palythius I looked around as we entered the store. "Well, there weren't any witnesses, and I've only been in town for a day or two, so we're partially safe. A bunch of sky racists... sounds like an interesting concept," I say, murmuring the last part to myself as I grab a new pair of goggles, and I search through a bunch of the flight suits but find none my size. I grab a few granola bars, and find a pocket with a zipper on my jumpsuit to put them in. I paid for everything real quick, then went outside. "Maybe we'll meet again. If you're going to Natura, that is," I said to the slime before leaving, and I walked around the edge of the town to find a cloudless spot, and then the side with the biggest forest on the ground, and when I did I walked back a bit, took a few deep breaths, and used my sprint to jump off the side at a good speed, spreading my wings and gliding towards Natura.
After about twenty minutes post-takeoff I had hit a nasty bit of turbulence, making me stall and begin to plummet towards the ground, gaining speed as I tried to get my wings to catch air again. As soon as they did, I saw that I was in fact near Natura, and now that my wings sorta hurt, that I should probably land soon. I found a nice clearing near a river, and I circled around it until I was able to touch down, and I looked, seeing a few people. "Oh! Er... hello!" I said, waving at them. They were comprised of a dragon, two phoenixes, and a gryphon. "Just taking a breather... you're not village people, right? I don't fancy being near Naturian village people," I said, looking at the gryphon as I sat on a rock. The swan-like one stared at me. "... What?" I asked, and she walked over, and grabbed my snout. "Hey, what're you--" I began to say as she used some sort of healing magic to fix the cut. I rubbed where I was healed. "Er... thanks."