Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20181209183353/@comment-29194274-20181213041235

"✋︎♐︎ ♓︎⧫︎ ♓︎⬧︎■︎🕯︎⧫︎ ⧫︎□︎□︎ ❍︎◆︎♍︎♒︎ □︎♐︎ ♋︎ ♌︎□︎⧫︎♒︎♏︎❒︎📪︎ ⬧︎♋︎■︎⬧︎📪︎ ♓︎⧫︎ ⬥︎□︎◆︎●︎♎︎ ♌︎♏︎ ♑︎❒︎♏︎♋︎⧫︎ ♓︎♐︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ♍︎□︎◆︎●︎♎︎ ⧫︎❒︎♋︎■︎⬧︎●︎♋︎⧫︎♏︎ ♐︎□︎❒︎ ❍︎♏︎📬︎" [IF IT ISN'T TOO MUCH OF A BOTHER, SANS, IT WOULD BE GREAT IF YOU COULD TRANSLATE FOR ME.] Gaster looks up and over at Sans.

"you got it doctor g." sans looks over, putting his attention on properly hearing and watching Gaster speaks. With his habit of speaking so quickly, understanding him just through hearing him cam be difficult. "⧫︎♒︎♏︎ 🕯︎⬧︎🙵◆︎●︎●︎ ⧫︎♒︎♓︎■︎♑︎🕯︎ ♓︎⬧︎ ♋︎ ⬧︎♓︎❍︎◻︎●︎♏︎ ♌︎●︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎📪︎ ⬥︎♒︎♓︎♍︎♒︎ ♓︎ ♌︎♏︎●︎♓︎♏︎❖︎♏︎ ⬧︎♋︎■︎⬧︎ ❒︎♏︎♐︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎ ⧫︎□︎ ♋︎⬧︎ 🕯︎♑︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎ ♌︎●︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎🕯︎📪︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♐︎♓︎❒︎♏︎⬧︎ ●︎♋︎⬧︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎ ■︎□︎⧫︎ ❍︎◆︎♍︎♒︎ ♎︎♓︎♐︎♐︎♏︎❒︎♏︎■︎⧫︎●︎⍓︎ ♐︎❒︎□︎❍︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎❒︎ □︎⬥︎■︎📬︎ ✋︎⧫︎ ❒︎♏︎❑︎◆︎♓︎❒︎♏︎⬧︎ ♋︎ ♍︎♒︎♋︎❒︎♑︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ◻︎♏︎❒︎♓︎□︎♎︎ ⧫︎♒︎♋︎⧫︎ ♎︎♏︎◻︎♏︎■︎♎︎⬧︎ □︎■︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ⬧︎♓︎⌘︎♏︎ □︎♐︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ♌︎●︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♒︎□︎⬥︎ ❍︎◆︎♍︎♒︎ ◻︎□︎⬥︎♏︎❒︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ■︎♏︎♏︎♎︎ ♓︎■︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ⬧︎♒︎□︎⧫︎📬︎ ✋︎ ♍︎♋︎■︎ ❖︎♋︎❒︎⍓︎ ❍︎♓︎■︎♏︎ ♓︎■︎ ⬧︎♓︎⌘︎♏︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♑︎♏︎■︎♏︎❒︎♋︎●︎●︎⍓︎ ❍︎♋︎🙵♏︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎❍︎ ●︎♋︎❒︎♑︎♏︎❒︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ❍︎□︎⬧︎⧫︎ □︎⧫︎♒︎♏︎❒︎ ◆︎⬧︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎📪︎ ♋︎●︎⧫︎♒︎□︎◆︎♑︎♒︎ ♓︎ ♎︎□︎ ♒︎♋︎❖︎♏︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ♋︎♎︎❖︎♋︎■︎⧫︎♋︎♑︎♏︎ □︎♐︎ ♍︎❒︎♏︎♋︎⧫︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎❍︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ 🙵■︎□︎⬥︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ♏︎⌧︎♋︎♍︎⧫︎●︎⍓︎ ♒︎□︎⬥︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎⍓︎ ♐︎◆︎■︎♍︎⧫︎♓︎□︎■︎📬︎ ✋︎⧫︎ ♓︎⬧︎ ◻︎□︎⬥︎♏︎❒︎♏︎♎︎ ♌︎⍓︎ ❍︎♋︎♑︎♓︎♍︎📪︎ ❍︎⍓︎ □︎⬥︎■︎ ❍︎♋︎♑︎♓︎♍︎📪︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♓︎♐︎📪︎ ♐︎□︎❒︎ ♏︎⌧︎♋︎❍︎◻︎●︎♏︎📪︎ ⬧︎♋︎■︎⬧︎ ⬥︎♋︎⬧︎ ◆︎⬧︎♓︎■︎♑︎ □︎■︎♏︎📪︎ ♓︎⧫︎ ⬥︎□︎◆︎●︎♎︎ ♌︎♏︎ ◻︎□︎⬥︎♏︎❒︎♏︎♎︎ ♌︎⍓︎ ♒︎♓︎⬧︎ ❍︎♋︎♑︎♓︎♍︎📬︎ ✋︎ ⬧︎◆︎◻︎◻︎□︎⬧︎♏︎ ♓︎ ♎︎□︎ ♒︎♋︎❖︎♏︎ ❍︎□︎❒︎♏︎ ❍︎♋︎♑︎♓︎♍︎ ⧫︎□︎ ⬧︎◻︎♋︎❒︎♏︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ⬧︎♋︎■︎⬧︎📪︎ ⬥︎♒︎♓︎♍︎♒︎ ♍︎□︎◆︎●︎♎︎ ❒︎♏︎⬧︎◆︎●︎⧫︎ ♓︎■︎ ◻︎□︎⬥︎♏︎❒︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ⬧︎♓︎⌘︎♏︎ ♎︎♓︎♐︎♐︎♏︎❒︎♏︎■︎♍︎♏︎⬧︎📬︎" [THE 'SKULL THING' IS A SIMPLE BLASTER, WHICH I BELIEVE SANS REFERS TO AS 'GASTER BLASTERS', AND FIRES LASERS NOT MUCH DIFFERENTLY FROM YOUR OWN. IT REQUIRES A CHARGING PERIOD THAT DEPENDS ON THE SIZE OF THE BLASTER AND HOW MUCH POWER YOU NEED IN THE SHOT. I CAN VARY MINE IN SIZE AND GENERALLY MAKE THEM LARGER THEN MOST OTHER USERS, ALTHOUGH I DO HAVE THE ADVANTAGE OF CREATING THEM AND KNOWING EXACTLY HOW THEY FUNCTION. IT IS POWERED BY MAGIC, MY OWN MAGIC, AND IF, FOR EXAMPLE, SANS WAS USING ONE, IT WOULD BE POWERED BY HIS MAGIC. I SUPPOSE I DO HAVE MORE MAGIC TO SPARE THEN SANS, WHICH COULD RESULT IN POWER AND SIZE DIFFERENCES.]

"pretty much the skull thing," Sans makes his own little Gaster Blaster appear, "is called a gaster blaster. it's charged by the user's own magic and can fire off lasers, some big, some small, usually dependent on the magic the user can expend. gaster and i have such varied ones because he has a lot more magic to use then i do, but his can vary in all sorts of sizes. they could be tiny, or even bigger then the one we just saw if he has enough to spare. mine can also vary a bit, but man if i had the range he has," Sans chuckles as he desummons the Gaster Blaster.

"I doubt I'd ever have been able to make to Asgore," Asriel mutters. "♋︎■︎♎︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎ 🕯︎♒︎♋︎■︎♎︎ ⧫︎♒︎♓︎■︎♑︎🕯︎ ♓︎⬧︎ ⬧︎♓︎♑︎■︎ ●︎♋︎■︎♑︎◆︎♋︎♑︎♏︎📬︎ ✋︎⧫︎ ♓︎⬧︎ ⬧︎□︎ ◻︎♏︎□︎◻︎●︎♏︎ □︎⧫︎♒︎♏︎❒︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎■︎ ❍︎⍓︎ ♋︎⬧︎⬧︎♓︎⬧︎⧫︎♋︎■︎⧫︎⬧︎📪︎ ♌︎□︎⧫︎♌︎ □︎♐︎ ⬥︎♒︎□︎❍︎ ⬧︎♒︎□︎◆︎●︎♎︎ ♒︎♋︎❖︎♏︎ ●︎♏︎♋︎❒︎■︎♏︎♎︎ ⬥︎♓︎■︎♑︎♎︎♓︎■︎♑︎⬧︎📪︎ ♍︎♋︎■︎ ◻︎❒︎□︎◻︎♏︎❒︎●︎⍓︎ ◆︎■︎♎︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎⧫︎♋︎■︎♎︎ ❍︎♏︎📬︎ ✋︎ ⬧︎◆︎◻︎◻︎□︎⬧︎♏︎ ♓︎🕯︎❍︎ ♋︎ ❍︎♋︎■︎ ⬥︎♒︎□︎ ⬧︎◻︎♏︎♋︎🙵⬧︎ ♓︎■︎ ♒︎♋︎■︎♎︎⬧︎📬︎" [AND THE 'HAND THING' IS SIGN LANGUAGE. IT IS SO PEOPLE OTHER THEN MY ASSISTANTS, BOTH OF WHOM SHOULD HAVE LEARNED WINGDINGS, CAN PROPERLY UNDERSTAND ME. I SUPPOSE I'M A MAN WHO SPEAKS IN HANDS.] Gaster returns back to his notes.

"oh and gaster says that i'm far superior in intellect and that he's actually just a dumb guy pretending to be a scientist." For that horrible, horrible translation, Sans gets hit in the back of the head with a pen. His grin gets bigger as he pretends to die. "oh no," He falls to his knees, "look what you've doctor. i'm dying. i'm dying a slow and horrible death. i can feel myself slowly crumbling to dust as we speak. how do you feel, doctor? how do you feel knowing you've doomed a poor, innocent, mot to mention incredibly smart-" Oh there's another pen, which only causes this mess to become more stupid, if that's even possible. Now he's lying down, more or less, and clutching his chest as he pretends to cough. "azzy... azzy i got to tell you something."

"No, no no no don't drag me into your stupid theatrics you lazy, smiling trashy bag of bones!" Asriel wags a finger at him threateningly.

"i'm dying, and you refuse to help? did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or what?"

":33 < he said it sign language. :33 < it's so other people can understand him even if they don't understand wingdings. :33 < he also supposes he's a 'man who speaks in hands'." Nepeta grunts as she pushes Sans up into a standing position.