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Sans

"Do you want to have a bad time?"

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a character in “After Undertale”, originally authored by BOO!, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Sans is a short and big-boned skeleton, wearing a hoodie or simple jacket, unzipped at all times, with a white turtleneck underneath, black shorts and sneakers according to his Steam trading card.

Sans is shown to be very laid-back, sleeping on the job as often as he takes breaks. He enjoys making bad puns relating to skeletons, to the annoyance of his brother. He is kind and reassuring, but becomes eerily serious at abrupt moments (particularly when angry).

He is also very observant. His laziness is noted during the final fight in the genocide route - he is unsure if being somewhat aware of the timeline resetting has broken his spirit, knowing that everything he does will mean nothing... or if he's just using it as an excuse to slack off.

He has obtained the knowledge of multiple timelines and the 'SAVE' function, presumably through his scientific research, as can be found in his room. However, it appears he does not actually retain knowledge when the Frisk loaded a 'SAVE', and cannot use the 'SAVE' function himself.

He likewise is shown to be able to move exceedingly quickly and/or seemingly teleport with his frequent use of "shortcuts" to get places.

So begins...

Sans's Story

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#, as written by BOO!
It was a particularly boring day at Sans' sentry station in Snowdin Falls. After the fall of Asgore, everything went quiet. No-one knew what to do. The monsters just meandered around. Toriel, the sweetheart, really tried. But it hadn't been the same. Sans had heard she ordered the destruction of every golden flower from the Ruins to New Home, and honestly? He didn't blame her. Losing Asriel so long ago had been one thing, but losing Asgore too? Sure, she hated the guy's guts and way of dealing with things but deep down the loss struck a chord within her. And so there aren't many flowers in the Underground anymore, no more signs of Asgore or Chara. The reign of Toriel had begun, but the monsters just couldn't find the DETERMINATION to carry on.

Sans sat back in his chair, flicked a little snow off of the front desk and twiddled his bony little thumbs.