Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20190105205240/@comment-29194274-20190108024643

"hey, g. darkstalker suggested i come see you for whatever weird reason he's got now." sans has stepped out from behind a wall into gaster's lab.

"☟☜🕯💧 👍✌🏱✌👌☹☜ ⚐☞ 💧☜☜✋☠☝ 💣🕆☹❄✋🏱☹☜ 👎✋☞☞☜☼☜☠❄ ☞🕆❄🕆☼☜💧📪 👍⚐☼☼☜👍❄✍" Gaster spins his chair to face him. He's not signing, because he knows Sans can understand him just fine.

"yeah, i think so," gaster goes over to the machine which was attempting to figure out what the gas around the sword was made of. whether or not the smoke disappeared, or if it's any closer to figuring it out is up to sfvm. sans is still able to check what it's been crossed off the list of possible elements.

sans pauses as he silently reads off the list, frowning. "why were you looking at void elements?"

"✋ 👎✋👎☠🕯❄ ☜✠🏱☜👍❄ ❄☟☜ ☝✌💧 ❄⚐ 👌☜ ⚐☞ ✌ ☠✌❄🕆☼✌☹ ⚐☼✋☝✋☠📪 ☝✋✞☜☠ 🕈☟✌❄ ✋❄ 👍✌💣☜ ☞☼⚐💣📬"

"from what? where'd you get it?" sans turns to look back at gaster, and doesn't get an answer. his tone darkens just slightly, you'd have to know him well to realize it. "where'd you get it doctor?"

"❄☟☜ 💧🕈⚐☼👎 ☟☜ ✌☠👎 ☟✋💧 ☞⚐☹☹⚐🕈☜☼ 👍✌💣☜ ☟☜☼☜ 🕈✋❄☟📬 ❄☟☜ ☝✌💧 ✋💧 ☹✋😐☜☹✡ ☟✌☼💣☞🕆☹ ❄⚐ ✞⚐✋👎 👌✌💧☜👎 ⚐☼☝✌☠✋💧💣💧📪 ⚐☼ ❄☟⚐💧☜ 👍⚐☼☼🕆🏱❄☜👎 👌✡ ✞⚐✋👎📬 ✋ 🕈✌☠❄☜👎 ❄⚐ 💣✌😐☜ 💧🕆☼☜ ✋❄ 🕈✌💧☠🕯❄ ☟✌☼💣☞🕆☹ ❄⚐ ☠⚐☠📫✞⚐✋👎 ⚐☼ 🕆☠👍⚐☼☼🕆🏱❄☜👎 ⚐☼☝✌☠✋💧💣💧📬" Gaster finally replies after a few more tense seconds, but not before sighing. He already knows what Sans' next question'll be.

"and where's the sword now?"

"✌☞❄☜☼ ✌☠📬📬📬" Gaster pauses. He could just outright say he's fairly sure something of a void origin, given that it was speaking R'Lyehian, was demanding he freed the eye 'from it's containment', but he won't. "📬📬📬 ✋☠👍✋👎☜☠❄📪 ✋❄ 👌☜👍✌💣☜ ⚐👌✞✋⚐🕆💧 ❄⚐ 💣☜ ❄☟✌❄ ✋ ☠☜☜👎☜👎 ❄⚐ ☼☜💣⚐✞☜ ❄☟☜ ☜✡☜ ☞☼⚐💣 ❄☟☜ 💧🕈⚐☼👎 ✌☠👎 ☝☜❄ ☼✋👎 ⚐☞ ✋❄📬 🕆☠☞⚐☼❄🕆☠✌❄☜☹✡ ❄☟✋💧 👍✌🕆💧☜👎 ❄☟☜ 💧🕈⚐☼👎 ❄⚐ 👌☜☝✋☠ ❄⚐ 👍⚐☹☹✌🏱💧☜ ✋☠ ⚐☠ ✋❄💧☜☹☞📪 ☼☜☹☜✌💧✋☠☝ 💣✌💧💧✋✞☜ ✌💣⚐🕆☠❄💧 ⚐☞ 👎✌☠☝☜☼⚐🕆💧 ✞⚐✋👎 ☜☠☜☼☝✡📪 🏱☼⚐💣🏱❄✋☠☝ 💣☜ ❄⚐ ✋💣💣☜👎✋✌❄☜☹✡ 👎✋💧🏱⚐💧☜ ⚐☞ 👌⚐❄☟ ⚐👌☺☜👍❄💧📪 ☟⚐🏱☜☞🕆☹☹✡ ☞✌☼ ✌🕈✌✡ ☞☼⚐💣 ☜✌👍☟ ⚐❄☟☜☼📬"

"where'd you put them?" sans' eyes widen, getting wider as Gaster doesn't answer again. "you just yeeted them out into space-time, didn't you?"

"✋ 🕈⚐🕆☹👎☠🕯❄ 🕆💧☜ ❄☟☜ ❄☜☼💣 🕯✡☜☜❄☜👎🕯📬"

"oh my god doctor why?"

"✋☞ ✡⚐🕆 🕈⚐🕆☹👎 🏱☼☜☞☜☼ ❄⚐ 👌☜ 👎☜✌☹✋☠☝ 🕈✋❄☟ ✌ ☞☜🕈 👎✋☞☞☜☼☜☠❄ ✞⚐✋👎 👍⚐☠💧❄☼🕆👍❄💧 ✋🕯💣 💧🕆☼☜ ✋ 👍✌☠ ☞✋☠👎 ❄☟☜💣 ✌☠👎 👌☼✋☠☝ ❄☟☜💣 👌✌👍😐📬" Gaster retorts, ready to go do it if Sans says yes.