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[The first thing visible on the screen is eyesockets. Big, round, empty eyesockets, with the back of the skull just visible if anyone's paying attention.]

Wowie! This is even cooler than my phone at home! Look at all the buttons! And now everyone can see and hear me, regardless of where they are? Nyeh-heh-heh!

[Finally, the person on the screen pulls their arm away from their face and holds it up, tilted down slightly at a classic selfie angle.

Word has probably spread about living skeletons on the ship, and now it appears the tall one is addressing everyone.]

A-HEM!

[He doesn't have a throat to clear; he just literally said the word "ahem" really loud.]

Attention, monsters and humans and... otherwise! I, the great Papyrus, was selected to act as your new Morale Officer, and as such, I have some questions for you. Do not be intimidated! There are no wrong answers, just a really cool guy listening to everything you have to say!

[He ticks the questions off on his bony fingers.]

Firstly! If we haven't yet met, what is your name?
Secondly! Are you happy here on the ship?
Thirdly! If not, what is troubling you, and do you need a hug?
And lastly, if you said yes to the second part, what is your location. I may need a few minutes, as this place can get a little confusing, but just hang in there! I believe in you!

[A short pause as he tries to think of what else to say. This is his big debut, he should make himself seem as cool as possible so he can attract a lot of friends! Maybe he can just use some awesome radio slang and end it here? Yes, yes, of course, that's totally what cool guys do!]

This has been a very important message from the great Papyrus! Roger and out. No, wait--!

[Thinking he can erase the message and do it over, he jabs a button and turns it off.]

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Well, there are many, many not-humans here that didn't come from the Underground, and I pride myself on being very welcoming and inclusive!

What can I do for you?

[Someone's going to have to work on his sarcasm-meter.]

Oh, I don't need anything at all, I'm just here for the conversation. And testing out this very fancy wristband here.

...Everyone can hear you, you say?

[Papyrus probably doesn't even have one tbh.]

Oh! Well, in that case, I'm happy to do that too! It's nice to meet you! And yes, as I understand it, everyone on the ship can see or hear you or read what you write, as long as you make sure to broadcast it. It's very simple once you get the hang of it, actually!

[Goodness, someone should teach him. And then regret it forever.]

You don't say... Let me tell you something about me, serah - I love a captive audience. And the sound of my own voice. The more I find out about this thing, the more it's like the best Feastday present I ever got. And I'm counting that time my brother gave me a hammer bigger than I am.

[Hey, if you'd like to try, step on up! It'd be funny to see.]

Feastday, you say... that sounds like something my brother would get excited about.

[For once!]

But yes! As you can see, this device is a miraculous gift for important people with a lot of things to say, like me! And likely you too!

[One of these days, it should definitely happen.]

If I don't have lots of things to say, I can certainly FIND things. Again, probably a lot like you, serah.

Your brother... Is there a lot of family resemblance there, by any chance? [Because he just happens to have met a skeleton right here on this very ship...and drank with him. As you do.]

Oh, my name's not Sarah, it's Papyrus. Easy mistake to make, don't worry about it!

[He scratches his jaw and makes a face at the question. Family resemblance? Not really, in his opinion.]

I'm much taller and handsomer than Sans, but nevertheless, we're related!

[A pause, and then he snorts.] Don't mind me, I just like calling people Sarah. I can call you Sarah Papyrus if it makes you happy, though.

[Which is probably going to get mutated into something else before long, knowing Varric's love of nicknaming everyone he comes across.

OK, so the two talking skeletons aren't a coincidence. He can deal with that.] Oh, it's tough being the taller and handsomer brother. I can relate.

You can call me that if you like! It's not my name, exactly, but I'll still answer to it!

[And Papyrus will probably always correct him with the utmost sincerity while still responding to whatever silly name he's given.]

Really? Wowie! So you know what a burden it can be!

Then you're my kind of talking skeleton.

[The kind that will happily put up with all the silly names.]

It is one hell of a burden. I try to hide it from him - I'm sure it would tear him up inside if he knew what I had to bear every day. It's not his fault, of course. We all have our struggles.

[He has managed, despite trying not to grin, the most put-upon, downtrodden of voices for this. (If he has anything to do with it, the fact that he killed Bartrand years ago is a fact that will never see the light of day)]

And you're my kind of... very large human!!

[He's taking all of this completely seriously and grins, striking a cool pose as Varric continues speaking.]

Truly it is a blessing and a curse! It's so nice to speak to someone who knows how I feel about the matter.

Is your brother here too?

Large human - I should wash your...jaws out. [He was going to say mouth, but...] But I'll forgive you since I don't happen to have the word 'dwarf' written on my forehead right now.

[This is his favourite conversation he's ever had.]

Bartrand? Maker's breath, no! He'd be following the captains around lecturing them about how they could run the ship at a profit if only they stopped feeding the crew so much.

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