text | 002 - Another Emphatic Welcome

[spaghettimonster]

Name: Papyrus | Username: CoolSkeleton95
Date: Aereuer 2nd
Format: Text

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.]

Comments

[crowsfeat]

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.

[spaghettimonster]

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.]

[crowsfeat]

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.

[spaghettimonster]

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.

[crowsfeat]

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. ]

[spaghettimonster]

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.]