text; march 11th

[skelepun]

I need a healer right now. I can't move him.

[There's no joke, no goofy font, and no time for playing around.]

Palatino is not a monster.

(( directly after this thread. Please feel free to tag in here for immediate aftermath!

Skeletons are now in the medbay, please feel free to visit them here. ))

Comments

[gainedlove]

what happened????

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[skelepun]

[Typing takes more time than Sans would like to spend, but keeping Papyrus calm takes precedent.]

Behind the door isn't a monster. Papyrus is hurt. Arm shattered.

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[gainedlove]

i have food!!!! where are you im coming!!!

[inruins]

Sans, where are you?

[skelepun]

Cargo bay. Hurry.

[neveroutwrenched]

[The unfamiliar pairing of Sans name and a completely normal, mundane font, no pun or joke, not even hidden in the subject line, makes Ratchets stomach drop. He wouldn't have thought it would be such a red flag until he'd seen it, but here it was. A huge, glaring red flag.]

sans, what happened? cant move who?

[Palatino? Isn't Palatino the name that Papyrus-]

dont tell me youre talking about what i think youre talking about

where the hell are you?

[skelepun]

Papyrus. Cargo bay. Arm shattered.

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[tearmeanewone]

[Elizabeth doesn't waste time, she immediately notifies the medical bay to track Sans' MID and send help there.]

Help is coming, Sans, tell me what happened, I can talk you through something until they get there.

[Her first emergency. Hurray.]

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[skelepun]

[With Papyrus still lucid, Sans doesn't want to risk speaking his concerns aloud, not when pain wore his little brother's optimism so thin.]

Made a stupid mistake. Papyrus's arm shattered. Clavicle too, I think.

Should've listened to the door.

[notglitching]

[As usual, Rinzler scans the open responses first. It takes very little effort to realize what's going on.]

Threat: active?

[skelepun]

No. Still in the room we left it in.

voice

[rraidergirl]

[ SOMEBODY'S ALREADY OUT THE DOOR AND RUNNING FOR THE MEDBAY. ]

Where.

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[skelepun]

Cargo bay.

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[redshitlord]

Dude, what happened?

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[skelepun]

If a door tells you to stay out, listen to it.

[averagemedium]

there's not much I can do to help right now, but if you need anything after-

well, you know where to find me.

[Ryan's not sure he'll ever stop feeling just a bit helpless in situations like this, but-- he also knows that getting in the way is the opposite of helpful. He'll just be over here, quietly fretting.]

[skelepun]

I'll see you tonight. No more vacations. Not gonna happen.

Audio

[petrifiedshadow]

No. No, no, no.

Please tell me he didn't open that door! Did it get loose? Where are you?

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[skelepun]

[Papyrus was warned, and he still...?]

Not loose. Still behind the door. Cargo bay.

[imaginary_wife]

We'll be down there as soon as I can.

Palatino?

[skelepun]

Skeleton. One I'm not related to.

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[higginsdrive]

Is the situation under control or do you still need help?

[ Does she need to go kick something's ass? Because she's game. ]

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[skelepun]

[It's hours before Sans responds, caught up in the flurry of activity in getting Papyrus to the medbay, watching them set his arm, getting healed himself... seeing the fresh message on his MID is enough to make Sans feel a little embarrassed.]

heh, uh, yeah... all taken care of. he's gonna be fine. word of advice: if a door is locked, it might be for a good reason.

[realitywarped]

[He reads the initial message with mild curiosity, the replies with something closer to frustration. He does wait to know the misadventure hasn't proved fatal before replying himself, but he's still replying.

It's rare to see Loki with any expression that isn't, in some way, not entirely serious, but hey, congrats, people get to see it today despite the attempt to sound light-hearted.]

Well, there's a lesson for me in wishful thinking, I suppose. Perhaps next time, people will actually read the warnings I leave- although I don't hold out much hope.

[skelepun]

Do me a favor and save it, pal.