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Name: Papyrus | Username: CoolSkeleton95
Date: Aereuer 2nd
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HELLO MIRRORBOUND, NEW AND OLD!
IT IS I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS.
THE ONE AND ONLY TURNBONE EXTRAORDINAIRE!!

(BY WHICH I MEAN, I'M A SKELETON TURNSKIN.)
(NOT A CREEPY NECROMANTIC ATROCITY...)
(BUT A PERFECTLY COOL AND HEALTHY LIVING SKELETON!)

I'M HERE TODAY TO ANSWER SOME QUESTIONS.
AND NOT JUST ANY LIST I WROTE AHEAD OF TIME...
YOUR QUESTIONS!!!

CONSIDER THIS AN OPEN INVITATION, TO ASK WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND.
NO WORD WILL GO UNACKNOWLEDGED!

(SOME THINGS, I WON'T ANSWER. BUT I'LL ANSWER THAT I'M NOT ANSWERING THEM.)

THOSE OF YOU NEW TO THIS PLACE... THOSE STILL FEELING LOST AND ALONE SOMETIMES...
I'M SURE I DON'T KNOW THE DEPTHS OF YOUR FEELINGS.
BUT! I WILL DO ALL I CAN TO REASSURE YOU:
YOU'RE NOT ALONE!

PAPYRUS IS HERE FOR YOU.
WE'RE ALL HERE TOGETHER.

[ooc: If the capslock is too much, let me know and I can drop it when tagging you. It'll still be happening IC.]

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Awfully kind for a man of bones, a symbol of death... Strange how the ostensibly coldest among us should be the most warm. [ A small chuckle. ]

Pshh. I've never been cold. Papyrus is kind and friendly, and all the fur really packs the heat.

But. I can't help but notice... You didn't ask a question.

If you're still thinking of one, take your time!

I may be long in years, but my eyes and ears are ever sharp, my ivory friend. I have few questions about the city or this world itself that I've not been able to determine answers for on my own.

But I suppose I should ask something, in the spirit of things... [ Another chuckle. ]

Have you a favorite bird, lad?

A favorite bird, huh...?

[He hums a thoughtful sound, one that he draws out for a few seconds, losing volume as he thinks the question over.]

I knew a few birds at home... But I wasn't very close friends with any of them...

Oh! I think my favorites are, the birds that first sing, when it's getting into morning. Like they're making the sun rise with their song...

Ah, so you've a heart for songbirds, is it? Pleasant darlings, they are... particularly to herald such a thing as the dawn.

I suppose I could call that precious to me, as well. The rise of the sun is a symbol of rebirth, after all. To awaken from the cold of night...

Wow... You have a way with words. And I think you're right! The city's all but asleep at night... But it wakes up and warms up with the sun.

[Except the vampires, and insomniacs, and associated other smattering of nocturnal folks.]

I can't believe I'm already used to that...

[ "Already used to that..." ]

I take it you didn't have many dawns before...

Not many. Living in a mountain...

You could go your whole life without seeing the sun.

Ah, I suppose that makes sense.

One wonders what would lead to such a kind bonely fellow to wind up in such a place.

[It's been a while since he's heard an elderly lady's voice make one of those puns, and it surprises a laugh out of him.]

Nyeh heh heh, oh my god... I should have known anyone and everyone makes those jokes.

One has to have a good sense of humor, in my line of work. [ A small chuckle, though... there wasn't much joy behind it. It actually sounded more like a reflex. ]

Oh, I see... What kind of line of work is that?

[Wait, this is the ask Papyrus anything time, not the time for him to ask the questions.]

A Hunter... and not the sort that focuses on beasts.

[ She doesn't mind answering the question, but she does worry the nature of her work will upset him... It wasn't an easy thing for the kind souls of the world to deal with. ]

A... 'Hunter'...

[A hunter not of beasts, well, that sounds like a hunter of people.]

That sounds. Difficult.

[She's right about that assumption, enough that he's not even going to pursue the question. He's spoken to Maria before. Memorably. Briefly. And then quit responding precisely because he was busy being upset, as the full moons began rising.]

I'm glad you have your sense of humor to get you through.

You and me both, my bony friend. [ Another chuckle. ]

Worry not. I've no need to perform my work here. Fighting the Cwyld is labor enough.

Phew. [He says it, but sighs it too. What a relief.]

You're brave to go fighting that... It's so big. And so much.

[The occasional feral monster or explosive witch isn't great, but they're so much smaller than the Cwyld...

And there's so many options. Pranks and parties for connection. Bonding to keep that energy going, and to have another mind and emotions as anchor. Even stun spells, if worst comes to worst.]

Don't ever call it bravery, lad.

[ Her words weren't as curt or cold as the their very nature might suggest. They seemed remarkably calm... ]

I simply lack any other place in this world.

It's the closest thing to what you're used too, huh...?

[Solemn, is the tone he takes from her. Something like what he'd heard from Undyne, a few times, talking about why she had to go through with her responsibilities. Lives depending on her, and all.]

...But. You know. I'm sure you could make a new place, in this world. If you wanted.

I'm a bit too far along in my years, I'm afraid. I doubt I have the will to turn over new leaves, even if the ones I already have are withering away.

[ She realized it felt a little strange to allude to the ravages of time to someone who was ostensibly the reanimated dead. Time didn't have much meaning to a skeleton, she thought. ]

Maybe changing completely is a little hard...

[He has to concede that much, at least. Toriel's habits and turns of phrase were plainly built up over the centuries of her life, even as she tried to adapt to things like cell phones. How much slower would changing be for someone who wasn't particularly interested in connecting with new people?]

But, if you just want to try new things. Or new ways of doing things. Don't be afraid to try! Who knows, one might work better for you.

[...Including the hunting of monsters, just in case that's a factor here.]

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