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boundlss · 3 months
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@bonepranks ( sans ) / five pebbles starter call.
"When a bothersome rodent is not flushed from the can it finds its entertainment from, most would consider it a mercy."
Five Pebbles has received many visitors since his excavation. Company does not register as a fond word to either his mechanical or organic parts---it makes the feeling of the Rot the interlopers have not yet encountered seep tangibly through his electric veins like molasses, hearing the voices of others. A pity to Rot exposed to the underground cavern's air, petty and standoffish as he is, when they might have found Looks to the Moon instead if they had only been located a mile further.
Thus far, the skeleton is his least favorite intruder.
"I don't particularly care for your jokes or find them funny," he says, the form of his puppet zipping from one side of the can to the other with the aid of the long, mechanical arm. As he always has, he sorts data pearls, combs through information. As always, it is the idle and meaningless busywork of a slowly rotting creature who was built to last forever. "Seek amusement in places it is meant to be found. I am not always merciful enough to let the rodent leave with a warning."
In his state of decay, he doubts he could cause the harm he was once able to, but the excavators don't know about the Rot.
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romancemoved · 3 years
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Sorry Vi — here comes Papyrus! He’s throwing you into a snowbank. Sans has already been thrown in there. Accept your fate.
✨ @bonepranks oh... r.i.p. vi.
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❝Papyrus, don’t! Don’t! Holy shit, please don’t! No! No, no, no! NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONON—❞ He could only let out a screech of horror when Papyrus placed both hands underneath his armpits to hoist him into throwing position. Virote struggled... A little. It was a half-defeated wiggle. A shimmy that could be done only by a man that was resigned to his fate. When Papyrus tossed him through the air, the snowy wind felt sharp and cold in his face; a few flakes landed in his mouth as he continued to scream... Until he landed in the snowbank with a soft, cushioned thud. Thankfully, there was enough snow to make it a comfortable landing.
Still. What a terror.
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ruinsfoe · 3 years
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                                ❛    HOWDY ,  trashman !   did’ja bring any more garbage jokes with you today ,  or am i just lucky ?    ❜
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glammamour · 3 years
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Closed Starter // @bonepranks​
Hap hated having to make trips out of the house.
Normally, his cousin did most of the shopping, but lately they’d been more busy with work.. Something about car pile ups, annoyed citizens, and... Car lifting? 
Honestly-- He’d heard weirder before.
Unfortunately, this also meant that should Hapstablook want anything out of the home, he would have to scrape up some courage, and go out for it himself. Which... Is what it finally came down to.
He’d heard through online platforms that a new book came out to one of his favorite series, and he was dying to read it. Books, movies, games, and trashy TV were his few enjoyments in life currently. And he was running low on new material to indulge in.
So, grabbing the house keys and making sure he had enough money in his inventory, the ghost finally left his dark hobble and headed off to one of the only stores here in town.
It was always so.... Bizarre stepping outside... Hap could look around while floating by and automatically saw people he knew. Whether from school, old places of work, and so on... He knew about almost everyone here. Yet, they never even noticed him going by. It was... Weird. Knowing of all these people and their lives, and them not even knowing he existed. It only reminded him more and more of why he was a home body.
Eventually stepping up to the storefront, the ghost glides right through the door without a word, then seems to hunch in on himself. As if trying to hide from anyone else in the store. Then, he floated off to the entertainment section. Going up and down the two aisles for a bit, before he seemed to stop and give a thoughtful frown.
Ugh... He wasn’t seeing it. He was going to have to ask.
Glancing to the counter, the ghost felt as if he wanted to physically recoil and go back home right then and there. He despised speaking to people.... And asking help was worse.
But.... He really did need something new to bide his time, especially if Napstablook would be working longer shifts.
Okay Hap.. You can do this.
Taking a breath, finally he glides over to the counter, where a small skeleton stood. And in embarrassment, the ghost seems to play with wispy strands of hair as he cleared his throat.
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“Excuse me...? Um.. You wouldn’t happen to have the book.. Phantum : The New World... Would you?”
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soulsaved · 3 years
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@bonepranks​ asked: [ piggyback ] + reverse / papyrus carrying frisk (obviously)
[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride ++ reverse
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Heck yes!!! Piggyback rides from tall people were the BEST.
Frisk felt like they were currently touching the sky while perched on Papyrus’ shoulders.
They wanted to tell him to go faster too, but they didn’t want to shove their hands in his face and try to sign- so instead, they wiggle excitedly and give a few kicks and waves with happy baby breaths and huffs.
Onward Papyrus!! Baby wants a nice cream!
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starfaite · 3 years
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@bonepranks​​ said:  * wow,  talented  boot.  musta  done  some  sole  searching  to  pick  that  trade.
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A  small  giggle  escapes  the  siren’s  mouth  at  the  other’s  joke.   “ Good  one,  sans!  You  made  me  sneaker. ”
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bravefists · 3 years
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“*gives thumbs up*” from papyrus!
silent / action starters: with @bonepranks
A thumbs up ? For him !? he doesn’t understand. The pasta he’d been cooking had burnt to a crisp ( literally. The whole thing was on fire mere moments ago. ) the surprise dinner was ruined, all because he was a terrible cook … and yet here Papyrus was, giving him a thumbs up like he did something amazing.
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“ Heh .. ” Zach scrubs at his face to dry his eyes. No pony crying over spilt milk. “ I don’t get you … I messed up the dinner. YOUR surprise dinner. I - I wanted it to be perfect ‘cause I knew you liked spaghetti, but when I started cookin’ everything went wrong. ” he can’t help but feel downtrodden, despite that remembering the thumbs up made him laugh out loud.
Man, Papyrus was just too nice, wasn’t he ?
“ Are you really tellin’ me I did a good job right now ? ” Papyrus was probably trying to be nice, or make him feel better. That had to be it. Still, he can’t help but feel comforted by such a seemingly genuine reaction. He lets out a sigh of  ( what one might assume ) relief. “ … you really are the coolest. ” he meant that too. Zach wouldn’t burn spaghetti for just anyone, you know.
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mettatoniicya · 3 years
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      The way their ( nonexistent ) breath had caught upon finding a stranger with what appears to be one of their diaries.  “  Um.  ”  Should they ... get it back?  What if the skeleton put up a fuss about it?  Not that this guy was in the right to seeing as it’s theirs to begin with ... 
      “  Excuse me, beautiful — that’s ... mine.  That you have. ”  Their tone trails off at the end of their sentence, almost ready to just vanish before the skeleton turns around but they’re determined to keep their ground.  How did it even get out here in the first place?
starter for @bonepranks​
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romancemoved · 2 years
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❛ AHEM ! VIROTE — I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY ! I, AH...
there's a pause of slight discomfort, as papyrus shifts his weight from foot to foot, shuffling in the snow.
❛ IT'S COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT THE INCIDENT WITH THE SNOWBANK A WHILE BACK CAUSED A LEVEL OF DISTRUST BETWEEN US, AND THAT SIMPLY WILL NOT DO !
❛ I.... CROSSED A LINE IN MY JAPERY, WHICH WAS WITHIN THE BOUNDARIES OF COMFORT FOR MY BROTHER, BUT NOT FOR YOU, AND FOR THAT, I — APOLOGIZE.
❛ I BETRAYED THE TRUST YOU PLACED IN ME AS A FRIEND AND FELLOW UNDERGROUND DENIZEN !
❛ AND MOST NOTABLY, I CAUSED YOU HURT AND DISCOMFORT.
❛ I AM... ASHAMED OF MY ACTIONS, AND THAT I DID NOT REALIZE IT SOONER.
❛ CAUSING HARM IN ANY FORM TO SOMEONE IS ONE OF THE WORST THINGS A PERSON CAN DO.
❛ I OFFER YOU MY SINCEREST APOLOGIES, AND WOULD LIKE TO RECTIFY THIS MISTAKE, IF I CAN.
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// i was trying to go 2 bed but papyrus wouldn't let me until i sent this, so.
✨ @bonepranks ngl this is adorable gljgdkgj.
❝FIIIIIIIIIIINE. Jeez.❞
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His trust was hard to obtain for a second time, especially since Papyrus tossed his ass into the air like an Olymptian competing for gold during a javelin throw. But, for now, Virote would allow himself to accept an apology. After all, Papyrus had been nothing but kind to him. In the bitter, brutal cold of Snowdin, Papyrus was there to warm his spirits. Truthfully, he was a bright spot of his ‘ stay ’ in the Underground. So, for the sake of civility, he forgave Papyrus and the, uh. Japery. The hijinks. The shenanigans. He was on thin ice, though ( get it? they’re in Snowdin. )
❝You’re lucky I think you’re cool. All is forgiven, don’t even worry about it. You know, I could never stay mad at you, like, for real. You’re cool, like I said.❞ Beyond cool. ❝Wanna come over to my place? I’m making pudding, it’s pretty good stuff. I wanted Alphys to come, too. She’s doing weeaboo shit, though.❞
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dreamingyou · 3 years
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⭐ 'visitor' ☁️ sans & yulia.
☁️ @bonepranks​ here we go!!!
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knock knock knock! knock knock knock! knock knock knock! knock knock knock...!
a whole lot of knocking. it was strange. she’d been walking through timeline after timeline, and each one made her memory fuzzy. where was she going, again? yulia found herself on the doorstep of... a skeleton. a skeleton and his brother ( she’d observed them, before. ) a bit chilled from the cold and a little unsure about where she was going. which was strange. considering how many centuries she had lived through, you’d think she wouldn’t need a helping hand.
but, nevertheless, she was lost. for some reason. god, time was odd. liquid and solid, all at once.
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ebottfell · 3 years
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   ❝ Um, hi. ❞ A smile on their face is given to the shorter of two brothers, all-knowing slate greys unintentionally staring before they shift their attention to their hands, holding the grocery list they had been entrusted with-- it had been a week since they first 'arrived' in the place, and they did seem to fit in well-- for the most part, they were, after all, human-esque. A shopping basket hooked on one of their arms, ❝ Sorry to bother you, uh-- sir. ❞ Head tilts to the side then, and sheepishly does Dakota look down, ❝ I'm still not really... used to things yet, so... ❞
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   ❝ I, um, I wanted to ask about what you sell here..? ❞
@bonepranks​. / s.c.
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glammamour · 3 years
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bonepranks replied:
i feel like this has happened like three times in the last year alone
honestly???? ye prolly LKJHKLJ
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blightenda · 4 years
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@bonepranks || 💜
Unless one could fly, getting to and from The Boiling Isles was a laboring task. Most boats didn’t handle the boiling waters well, monsters seemed to handle the waters worse so. That was probably why a lot of the witches stuck to The Isles themselves. All of this isn’t to say witches never left the isles. It’s simply rare for them to do. It’s especially rare for a young witch who lacks a flying staff to do so.
Yet here Amity was, sneaking off The Isles by hitching a ride with an owl monster. She’d never been off the isles before, never even thought about leaving before. But today she needed to get as far from her life at home as physically possible. Which was how she ended up wandering all the way into Snowdin.
She’d never expected Snowdin to be as full of puzzles as it was. It wasn’t bad or anything she wasn’t used too. In fact Amity kind of preferred these puzzles to the ones at home. The puzzles on the isles were a lot more dangerous. These just seemed fun, well some of them were a bit dangerous. But the one Amity was currently working on was just fun. As she pushed pieces of snowmen around trying to set them up by height. While working through the puzzle she stops when she notices a tall skeleton monster nearby.
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“Oh excuse me.” She lets go of the current ball of snow she was pushing to step away from it. “Were you working on this puzzle? I was just... Testing it.” Liar. She just didn’t want to admit she was having fun with the puzzle.
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soulsaved · 3 years
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@bonepranks asked: [ cover ] / from sans :)
[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket
Sitting beside Sans on the sofa while one of Mettaton’s shows played over the TV. Frisk had endured a rather long and boring day at school, and they were more tired than usual.
It was becoming harder and harder to stay awake, and as the time went by, slowly the small human leaned until they were eventually laying against the skeleton in a sleepy daze.
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They were almost asleep too- but then they feel Sans move and shift, until finally they feel him drape something over them like a blanket. 
Peering down now, they spot that famous blue jacket that the skeleton often sported, and it only takes a second for the warmth to effect them. Their eyes slowly drifting closed as they curled up under the jacket and buried their face into him.
Looks like it was time for an after-school nap.
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qvietstcrm · 4 years
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CLOSED STARTER // @bonepranks
The past few days had been.... Challenging, to say the least. After Papyrus and Storm had decided they were ready to start a little family of their own, they’d spent the entire day, cuddling and trying their hand at soul magic. And at first, they were both giddy and excited about the possibility of having their own little monster to call their own... But when things didn’t exactly go as planned. And... Nothing happened. They both fell into a small state of depression. The way Storm had always heard soul magic going, was that it was usually effective, unless someone wasn’t ready, or something else was wrong. So when there was no sign of anything, not even a tiny soul mark. Their spirits fell. Had they done something wrong?... Was someone lying when they both agreed they wanted this? And if so, was it Storm? They’d felt unnecessarily guilty about it for days now. Of course, it didn’t help that they’d already told Sans and some of their really close friends about the attempt... It felt like the whole world was kinda of weighing down on them now... They wanted so badly to be a parent. And they knew Papyrus was the same.. And now that it wasn’t happening, there was this awkward silence that filled the air of the home. It seemed that everyone was avoiding the topic, for fear of making either Storm or Papyrus upset again... At least, that was, until there was another presence in the house this time around.
That presence, being Sans’ boyfriend... Mettaton.
Sure, Storm loved seeing him around, but... Now was not the best of times emotionally for them. So, when they finally made their way downstairs for the first time at all today, they tried their best to avoid eye contact with both Sans and Mettaton who were sitting on the couch. They hadn’t felt like wanting to talk, or even sign. And if they hadn’t been thirsty, they probably would have just stayed in bed longer. But as they made their way to the kitchen to grab some water from the fridge, that was when they suddenly heard Mettaton speak to them.
“Good afternoon darling! We were wondering when you’d wake up.” As Storm came back into the room, they stood in the doorway sheepishly and gave a weak smile before they took a sip of water.
“So where is Papy today? Sleeping too?” Mettaton asked. Storm shook their head.  He’s at work. “Ah, I see. Say, you seem a bit out of it today... Is it perhaps because you’re expecting possibly~?” Mettaton smiled. Storm gave a hurt frown at that, fins wilting sheepishly as the grip on their cup kind of faltered for a moment.
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murderhatred · 4 years
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𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 / @bonepranks​
Chara would be sitting at WATERFALL, watching the stream go by slowly as it SHIMMERED. She loved it here down in Waterfall. A soft hum comes from her lips as she looks at the locket that someone very-- special to her. The gold outline of the locket shimmered as well. This place was like her get away from everything.  From the Queen, the King and the Prince. Sometimes she needed her own space but she hated being lonely.
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Lonely. 
Lonely is what she felt like.
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