DOGGONEIT!

[ * He stomps his foot once, not quite upset but... perhaps a bit betrayed. All this effort, and it's... his? Not even Sans' own work? Heartbreaking. ]

. . . WELL. I MUST ADMIT, EVEN SO, "YOUR" PAPYRUS... GAVE YOU SOME EXCELLENT ADVICE! I'D EXPECT NOTHING LESS FROM SOMEONE THAT GREAT!

I DID?

[ * Well, it is a great name, so that doesn't surprise him. What DOES surprise him is the fact he doesn't recall doing so at all. ]

. . .
WHAT DAY IS IT MARKED? THIS IS EITHER INCREDULOUS CIRCUMSTANCE, OR TRICKERY IS AFOOT WELL ABOVE YOUR USUAL PAY GRADE!

[ * A rapturous applause is awarded unto him. This is unparalleled! Next, you'll tell him he actually moved his sock! ]

[ * Loath as he is to admit it... the introduction is impeccable. Lowkey, perhaps, but it's still Sans. Sans, who put forth a surprising amount of effort in speech and costume... ]

CROSSBONES . . .

WHAT A COMPELLING CHARACTER! A PROFESSIONALLY PRESENTED PERSONA!! INCREDIBLE!!!

PRANKSTER? GOODNESS, NO! A ROYAL GUARDSMAN MUST NEVER STOOP TO SOMETHING SO JUVENILE. EVEN IF ENDORSED BY --

[ * Despite this, he would probably jump at the opportunity if he could concoct one all his own. ]

-- ERR. YOU SIMPLY MUST FORGIVE ME, HERO; WITH WHOM AM I SPEAKING WITH?

minors dni (comfort thing). no lewd but nsfw jokes may be made and dark topics may be discussed. timeline flexible but i'm operating on post-pacifist for UT, and DR... man i dunno, go look for him on your own time.

probably crack-laden but whatever happens happens. good luck