Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26989948-20170115221116/@comment-26989948-20170116172239

(Remaking Before The Turmoil as a biweekly fanfic. I'm Tangle the Animatronic Thing on Fanfiction.net. I can keep the RP going for a bit.)

I think we have enough people. Let's Start.

"HEY, SANS! WAKE UP, YOU LAZYBONES!"

"zzzwhazzat, papyrus?"

"MY SPAGHETTICOOKEREXTREME CAME IN THE MAIL!"

"well, that's good."

"I'M GONNA MAKE SOME EXTRA-SPECIAL SPAGHETTI RIGHT AWAY!"

"huh. he's on fire. guess he sucsessfully cooked something."

"SAAAAAANS!"

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i'm not real. i'm not alive. why do I exist?

"Hello, friend. Come with me. I have a request."

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 "Hey, Flakey."

...

 "Psh, I don't care if you don't wanna be talked to."

...

The yellow weasel floats off, looking for something to do. It had been weeks since the demonic conscious within him had been expelled. He had nothing to do, stuck in this crappy warehouse.

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A yellow bear was sitting in a room full of costumes, jumbled about in random places, not looking like any specific animal. His head tilted, and thought about his friends.

 "Carlton. Lamar. Marla. John."