Date: 2016-11-09 07:05 am (UTC)
trombones: (on your way to a good time)
From: [personal profile] trombones
[Sans world spins. Literally. He's hanging upside-down now. He can feel thorns dig into his ankle. Which, of course, is all bone, so it hurts more.]

Hh--

[Something feels weird. For the moment, he blames it on his 1 HP. He exhales harshly and spins to look at Toriel. He's be more impressed at how well the queen of all monsters can hold her own if he wasn't being shook like a ragdoll at the moment.

A pair of eyes peek out through thick bramble. There's laughter in their voice.

Y O U ' R E N O F U N.]


Hey.

[The shaking stops. The eyes glance at Sans.]

Figured I should let you know, I'm a licensed fire distinguisher. Lemme evaluate the situation for ya.

[Sans looks to Toriel's spell.]

Yep, that's fire.

[flower: distracted
dick: out]
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