If you'd like to apply to Snowblind and would like to test the waters first or get a sample set up for your application, this meme is for you! We've even provided some prompts for you to use if you want (but feel free to make up your own). Here's how it works.
✭ Reply to this entry with a character you're considering apping into the game. You can include the name of your character and the fandom in your subject line. ✭ Comment around to others on the meme, whether you're in the game already or not. ✭ Now you have a sample ready for your application! ✭ So go reserve and apply when reservations and applications are open. ✭ Seriously, do it.
Network Prompts
ONE: IT WON'T BE LONG NOW... Well, you made a mistake. You spent too long searching around, or you ran outside near the end of the day for just one more thing, and now you've been locked out. You can search around all you want, but the best shelter you can hope for is pressing against the side of a sealed up building. You do still have your tablet, though. Maybe someone on the network can give you some advice, or at least some comfort while you wait for hypothermia to set in.
TWO: CABIN FEVER Maybe you didn't want that mistake of getting caught outside to happen again, but now you've ended up staying too long in one location, and cabin fever has set in. Maybe you're taking to the network to try and ignore the hallucinations. Maybe you want to tell everyone that you've figured out they're all in on your kidnapping. Maybe you ended up wandering off and now you'd really like to know if anyone can check back in the place you were at for your pants.
Action Prompts
THREE: AN UNEXPECTED MEETING You're going about your business searching what seems like it might be an especially promising house--it's fully intact and there's even a working fireplace with some wood! It looks like someone else has the same idea, though, and you've run into them in the middle of your search. Do you share the potential wealth or try to kick them out? On the other hand, maybe you know who this is, or maybe you're just glad to actually see another person for the first time in ages.
FOUR: GOOD MORGUE-NING You've just woken up in a morgue after dying in one unfortunate way or another. You have no idea where you are beyond that, but your tablet is insisting you can't stay here, so you should probably get out of here pretty quickly. Of course, bringing people back from the dead isn't a perfect science, so you're missing something important to you. Maybe you've lost your voice, maybe you can't remember where you're from, maybe you can't remember where you are right now. It looks like someone else is nearby, though. Maybe they can help you out?
[Snowdin, the forest around it... somehow they'd managed to get through both in nothing but an old sweater, and not a very thick one at that. Somehow, despite the snow and frozen air... it wasn't that hard to ignore, back then.
This is different. They still don't have much more than a sweater, and the heat is leeching out of it faster than they would have thought possible. The hardest part though is the silence. There's no monsters down here. No Snowdrakes telling bad puns or Lesser Dogs wanting to be petted and even Jerry being... Jerry. Not to mention all the others that they'd grown used to having around, before Nobinfury.
Maybe they can't help the cold. They've been here long enough that others have tried to make that point numerous times. But they can try, feeling their way around buildings, looking for cracks or crevices or somewhere they can take some kind of shelter.
If nothing else though, they can help the silence, while they looked. Their hands are shaking as they pull out their tablet; there's a tremor in their voice too.]
D-does anybody know any good jokes?
[Puns made them think of Sans, and Toriel. And how much Papyrus hated those jokes.]
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[If they're startled to see someone else arrive, it doesn't last long. The wood is already set up near the fireplace, ready to be started later when things start cooling down. For now, they're digging through the rest of the rooms, looking for anything else that might be useful.
But another face... that was maybe one of the better things to find (or have find them, as the case may be), depending.]
Hey. [a beat] Did you want to stay?
[They're a bit cautious. Pacifism didn't mean naivety, and with supplies as scarce as they were in this place, it wouldn't be surprising if not everyone was nice about it. But they'll still take that chance, if the other will let them.]
[[ooc; let me know if you're okay with spoilers!]]
[Rydia was exhausted when she entered in what she expected to be an empty house: The weather outside wasn't the best and most of her day had been a frustrating walk in the snow, all she wanted was a good place to sleep in and, maybe, find a couple of supplies... she didn't expect to find a child. This place- it kidnapped kids now? Sweet Asura...]
Oh, hey... [She carefully took a step back, ready to run outside if necessary (She learnt to her expences that dying of exposure, alone, was way better than being killed and having her belongings stolen. And maybe the kid wasn't alone...), and kept an hand on her basket. No, the house seemed empty otherwise, maybe she really was just in front of a child in need.]
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Well, that was the plan, I don't think I'd manage to reach another house before lockdown. I hope you don't mind...
[I'm more than ok with spoilers, I even roleplay as Toriel somewhere else...]
[They watch for a moment longer, trying to gauge the situation and what might work best in it, just in case. But no... whoever this doesn't seem that bad, certainly not about to chase them out or anything. Relaxing a little, Frisk shakes their head, in a "no I don't mind" sort of way. A bit of a smile works its way onto their face. It's nice to have company again.]
I'm trying to see what else is here.
[They're in what used to be the kitchen at the moment, rummaging through the cupboards for anything that might be left, cans of food, or something like that. Maybe go dig around the bedroom for something warm later. Unless somebody else had already gotten here and cleared it out, this place could be really a treasure trove.]
[Yes, it definitely was just a child. Alone. In that snow hell. Rydia sighed trying to smile back and stepped closer looking around: the kitchen seemed in pieces and she doubt there was anything useful around... maybe he was looking for food? He? She? Something else? She'd wait to see how the kid'd adress itself.]
Looking for something to eat? That's your lucky day, kid, I have a full belly and an extra loaf of bread. Do you want it?
[To be honest food was scarce and she was trying to save the little she had left but... Rydia was a mother (maybe her daughter was an almost emotionless alien born from a machine but she didn't care) and if Cuore was there... well, the summoner could only hope for her to meet good people.]
Here! Sorry, it's just wrapped in an old curtain, but it's still edible.
[Rydia offered him all she had and tilted her head, still smiling.]
Anyway, it's nice to have someone around. My name is Rydia, what's yours?
[They're not gonna balk at that. Free food has never been a thing to pass up on. Here more than ever. Frisk still had a little bit of food stockpiled away, but it probably wouldn't last them through tomorrow, part of why they're hopeful having found this place.
That being said though, they do still have some food, and as much as Rydia said this was an extra they don't want to be too greedy right? They break the bread in half before offering the other half back. It seemed like the right thing to do.]
Frisk.
[They consider the bread for a moment, wondering whether to eat now or wait until they've done a bit more searching. Their stomach chooses that moment to make its opinion known. Sheepishly they take a bite. Chew some, swallow before replying.]
I'm glad too... it's been really quiet.
[Even if Frisk is used to moving around on their own, in the Underground there'd still been monsters around. And... all their friends had made sure they never felt alone.]
Um... [That little... human thing sure does sound scared. They'll be treated to the face of a fox, smiling as best she can.] Sure as you like! I got a lot of jokes. You know hares? They got some funny sayings. [Tamarack clears her throat and puts on her best harespeak impression.]
'To scoff or not to scoff, that is the question. For if I scoff too much, I'll get indigestion, don'cha know?'
[It... may be an acquired sense of humor she has, but there's certainly a pun in there.]
[Scared, cold... both are pretty common enough in Nobinfury anymore. In that it was more the degree of each that you were currently in at the moment, rather than if you were or weren't.
They aren't sure if they quite get the joke, at least not the pun, but the words have a sort of cadence to them, that they think there must be one there. They just can't find it. It still gets them to giggle a little, anyways.]
Wh-what other sort of things do they s-say?
[They'll have to ask the rabbits who had run the inn and shops in Snowdin if they had any sayings like that, when they finally get to go home.]
[That voice didn't set him on edge like it should have. In fact, Sans didn't recognize that voice at all, because the child he knew never said a word. Only ever stared forward, lacking all emotion in their expression, lacking all compassion.
So, without even hesitating, Sans responded.]
why was the skeleton so cranky?
[ooc: obviously okay with spoilers! sorry it took me so long to get in on this haha. worst end sans, of course~]
[That voice. That voice is enough to make them gasp and for their hands to slip on the tablet, dropping it into the snow. Quickly Frisk picked it up again, disregarding.
They knew this one, they should know this one. But the delight at hearing a familiar voice, not to mention some mild hypothermia symptoms beginning to already set in is making the solution slip through their grasp. Their voice is still a bit brighter when they ask.]
Wh-why?
[ooc; no worries, I actually thought I remembered you saying you usually didn't do tdms so I kept meaning to pm you asking if this was okay and I was delighted to see you tag ;o;. and there is no way this can't end horribly]
[Sans picked up on the excitement in their voice. Hey, another joke lover! This place could have always used some more of those.
He delivered the punchline in the most deadpan voice.]
because he had a skull and cross bones.
[ooc: you know what, I'm starting to think people are mixing me up with skelepun, my friend Em. our user names are only one letter off and people keep claiming to have seen me in other places!
but no, I love doing test drive memes a whole lot, don't even worry about it~]
[After spending a decent while around Sans and Toriel back home, Frisk has a greater appreciation for puns than perhaps they did when they first came to the underground. Which is another way of saying that the joke earns a laugh.]
Sans I'm g-glad you're here too. [Well... maybe not that Sans is here, which isn't nearly as nice a place as home - above or below ground, but still-] That I'm not...
[The only one here. Finding a familiar face where you never expected to... it fills you with determination.
Slowly Frisk starts shuffling their way through snow, still searching for a spot that they could take shelter in and maybe - just maybe make it through the night, despite what everyone had said.]
[ooc; I do think I probably mixed you up with somebody but we have played together at a couple games previously so more likely a mutual friend we've had in the past or idk it's not important anyways.]
[Sans furrowed a brow at his tablet when Frisk said his name and... recognized him? Uhh...
He racked his brain a bit, trying to pull up any recollection of this voice. Nothing came to mind...]
sorry, kid, do I know you? i don't think I recognize your voice. usually I'm good about that kind of thing.
[ooc: whoops meant to respond! haha don't worry about it. hey, feel free to add me on plurk or something if we've played in a few games together, even if you're not apping here to snowblind]
[The shuffling pauses. Sans liked pulling pranks, it was true but... something felt off. With the doors liked and Frisk outside, temperatures dropping, not to mention finding each other in this place...][They aren't quite going for the video button yet. That'd take more time and focus (and coordination) than they really can afford to spare right now.]
[They don't know what to think about the lack of recognition, but in some ways, he's still treating them the same. They'll have to figure this out later, maybe. It's hard to think on it too much right now.
Frisk resumes their searching. Truthfully, even as the numbness settles in their extremities, there's also a heaviness settling in their limbs, making them want to take a rest. But they can't yet. They still haven't found any kind of shelter.
[That's right, Sans had been on that roster as entertainment at MTT. It was easy to forget, sometimes. The joke gets another round of giggles (weren't there maybe two puns in there?), even as Frisk comes upon a bit of a discovery. Rounding the corner of the building they're trying to get into, there's a gaping hole where one of the walls caved in.
They shuffle a bit faster to get inside. They aren't sure if this'll be enough but... at least they'll be out of the wind. And maybe there is a sealed room they can find. Or at least something they could use to construct some kind of shelter. Sans can probably hear the sound of legs shoving their way through feet of snow reduced to feet crunching across a thin layer of it.
But maybe they should stop and rest for a moment, first. There's a spot further in where part of the ceiling's caved in too, creating a leaning surface that they're able to crawl under, for the time being. Once they settle themselves there they turn their attention back to their tablet properly.]
Thanks.
[They know they haven't been very talkative through all this - though they've never really been talkative for the sake of being talkative - but him being there helps. Listening to terrible puns helps.]
yeah, no problem. are you doing alright, kid? you kinda sound like you're outside right now...
[Which, of course, would've been very bad given that it was pretty far past curfew. And as far as he knew, nobody had actually survived a night outside in these temperatures.]
eh, how about you tell me your name, maybe jog my memory? since you seem to already know mine.
[Frisk makes a quiet, almost reluctant noise of affirmation when Sans mentions them being outside. They'd gotten lost, really. Hadn't found a set of houses until an hour or so after curfew hit. And now...
It's funny though, because while they're used to (on the whole) pretending they'd never met Sans or Papyrus or any of the others before... being asked for their name is a bit more jarring. For the longest time, no one had... it was funny, how Asriel had been the first.
Their thoughts were going to strange places as it got colder.]
F-f-frisk.
[The shivering was getting worse. Frisk set the tablet on the ground in front of them before wrapping themselves up into a ball, slipping their sleeves over their fingers. Trying to trap what heat they still had against them. It at least felt like it helped, a little.]
[Sans had been a lot better about asking since he'd come here, since everyone had been a new face. Not that he'd ever gotten the chance to ask the child what their name had been back home.
Sans could feel his heart sink at the confirmation that the kid had gotten themselves trapped outside...]
alright, frisk, make sure you're someplace away from all the elements, alright? it's impossible to get inside at this hour but any small place to get out of the wind and snow helps. make sure you're layered up and keep your hands under your armpits.
i'm afraid you're gonna have to wait til morning to find shelter, but I'll keep you company, alright? do you want me to tell you some more jokes?
[The fact that Sans at least is giving the surface appearance that he thinks they might be able to make it to morning is reassuring in its own way. Frisk had been holding on to that hope, so to hear it from someone else.
And where they were now... wasn't that far off. Frisk didn't have very many layers, unfortunately. But if they crawled a little further back, the half-fallen floor above actually made decent protective barrier, almost a lean-to like structure. And so Frisk does just that.]
J-j-jokes would be great.
[Settling down against the wall, Frisk re-sets up their tablet then jams their fingers under their armpits. They almost immediately regret it - their fingers are freezing]
[Sans wanted to hope that maybe it was possible, to at least last for one night. Even if it had never happened before, there was still time to break that precedent, right? Sans wasn't aware of how bad Frisk's clothing situation was, though... Well, ignorance is bliss.]
alright, stay with me frisk. we're gonna be at this til morning.
you ever hear about the most famous skeleton rock star? his name was pelvis presley.
[The thought of what Toriel would say to that is funny in and of itself. Well, the thought if they were both back home and circumstances weren't what they were. But it was hard to stay determined thinking about circumstances as they were, so Frisk doesn't.
Once the snicker the joke elicits dies, though, they start thinking about Toriel, and that reminds them of how she and Sans used to tell jokes to each other, though. Maybe...]
M-my turn?
Edited (BECAUSE FRISK LAUGHED AND I FORGOT TO SAY THAT also making text flow better) 2015-10-24 05:47 (UTC)
[In all honesty they were pretty sure they did remember hearing something about how cold and getting sleepy was bad. Maybe back home, or since they got here. Which... probably meant how tired they were already wasn't a good thing.
For now though, jokes. Like the ones that Frisk had gotten used to hearing on a daily basis back home.]
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Fallen Child/Main Character | Undertale (spoilers in replies likely)
[Snowdin, the forest around it... somehow they'd managed to get through both in nothing but an old sweater, and not a very thick one at that. Somehow, despite the snow and frozen air... it wasn't that hard to ignore, back then.
This is different. They still don't have much more than a sweater, and the heat is leeching out of it faster than they would have thought possible. The hardest part though is the silence. There's no monsters down here. No Snowdrakes telling bad puns or Lesser Dogs wanting to be petted and even Jerry being... Jerry. Not to mention all the others that they'd grown used to having around, before Nobinfury.
Maybe they can't help the cold. They've been here long enough that others have tried to make that point numerous times. But they can try, feeling their way around buildings, looking for cracks or crevices or somewhere they can take some kind of shelter.
If nothing else though, they can help the silence, while they looked. Their hands are shaking as they pull out their tablet; there's a tremor in their voice too.]
D-does anybody know any good jokes?
[Puns made them think of Sans, and Toriel. And how much Papyrus hated those jokes.]
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[If they're startled to see someone else arrive, it doesn't last long. The wood is already set up near the fireplace, ready to be started later when things start cooling down. For now, they're digging through the rest of the rooms, looking for anything else that might be useful.
But another face... that was maybe one of the better things to find (or have find them, as the case may be), depending.]
Hey. [a beat] Did you want to stay?
[They're a bit cautious. Pacifism didn't mean naivety, and with supplies as scarce as they were in this place, it wouldn't be surprising if not everyone was nice about it. But they'll still take that chance, if the other will let them.]
[[ooc; let me know if you're okay with spoilers!]]
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Oh, hey... [She carefully took a step back, ready to run outside if necessary (She learnt to her expences that dying of exposure, alone, was way better than being killed and having her belongings stolen. And maybe the kid wasn't alone...), and kept an hand on her basket. No, the house seemed empty otherwise, maybe she really was just in front of a child in need.]
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Well, that was the plan, I don't think I'd manage to reach another house before lockdown. I hope you don't mind...
[I'm more than ok with spoilers, I even roleplay as Toriel somewhere else...]
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I'm trying to see what else is here.
[They're in what used to be the kitchen at the moment, rummaging through the cupboards for anything that might be left, cans of food, or something like that. Maybe go dig around the bedroom for something warm later. Unless somebody else had already gotten here and cleared it out, this place could be really a treasure trove.]
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Looking for something to eat? That's your lucky day, kid, I have a full belly and an extra loaf of bread. Do you want it?
[To be honest food was scarce and she was trying to save the little she had left but... Rydia was a mother (maybe her daughter was an almost emotionless alien born from a machine but she didn't care) and if Cuore was there... well, the summoner could only hope for her to meet good people.]
Here! Sorry, it's just wrapped in an old curtain, but it's still edible.
[Rydia offered him all she had and tilted her head, still smiling.]
Anyway, it's nice to have someone around. My name is Rydia, what's yours?
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That being said though, they do still have some food, and as much as Rydia said this was an extra they don't want to be too greedy right? They break the bread in half before offering the other half back. It seemed like the right thing to do.]
Frisk.
[They consider the bread for a moment, wondering whether to eat now or wait until they've done a bit more searching. Their stomach chooses that moment to make its opinion known. Sheepishly they take a bite. Chew some, swallow before replying.]
I'm glad too... it's been really quiet.
[Even if Frisk is used to moving around on their own, in the Underground there'd still been monsters around. And... all their friends had made sure they never felt alone.]
@coffincreeping; video
'To scoff or not to scoff, that is the question. For if I scoff too much, I'll get indigestion, don'cha know?'
[It... may be an acquired sense of humor she has, but there's certainly a pun in there.]
((ooc: spoilers are fine!))
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They aren't sure if they quite get the joke, at least not the pun, but the words have a sort of cadence to them, that they think there must be one there. They just can't find it. It still gets them to giggle a little, anyways.]
Wh-what other sort of things do they s-say?
[They'll have to ask the rabbits who had run the inn and shops in Snowdin if they had any sayings like that, when they finally get to go home.]
1; @sans, voice
So, without even hesitating, Sans responded.]
why was the skeleton so cranky?
[ooc: obviously okay with spoilers! sorry it took me so long to get in on this haha. worst end sans, of course~]
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They knew this one, they should know this one. But the delight at hearing a familiar voice, not to mention some mild hypothermia symptoms beginning to already set in is making the solution slip through their grasp. Their voice is still a bit brighter when they ask.]
Wh-why?
[ooc; no worries, I actually thought I remembered you saying you usually didn't do tdms so I kept meaning to pm you asking if this was okay and I was delighted to see you tag ;o;. and there is no way this can't end horribly]
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He delivered the punchline in the most deadpan voice.]
because he had a skull and cross bones.
[ooc: you know what, I'm starting to think people are mixing me up with
but no, I love doing test drive memes a whole lot, don't even worry about it~]
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Sans I'm g-glad you're here too. [Well... maybe not that Sans is here, which isn't nearly as nice a place as home - above or below ground, but still-] That I'm not...
[The only one here. Finding a familiar face where you never expected to... it fills you with determination.
Slowly Frisk starts shuffling their way through snow, still searching for a spot that they could take shelter in and maybe - just maybe make it through the night, despite what everyone had said.]
[ooc; I do think I probably mixed you up with somebody but we have played together at a couple games previously so more likely a mutual friend we've had in the past or idk it's not important anyways.]
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He racked his brain a bit, trying to pull up any recollection of this voice. Nothing came to mind...]
sorry, kid, do I know you? i don't think I recognize your voice. usually I'm good about that kind of thing.
[ooc: whoops meant to respond! haha don't worry about it. hey, feel free to add me on plurk or something if we've played in a few games together, even if you're not apping here to snowblind]
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hey, you okay kid? can you hear me?
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[They don't know what to think about the lack of recognition, but in some ways, he's still treating them the same. They'll have to figure this out later, maybe. It's hard to think on it too much right now.
Frisk resumes their searching. Truthfully, even as the numbness settles in their extremities, there's also a heaviness settling in their limbs, making them want to take a rest. But they can't yet. They still haven't found any kind of shelter.
It's a few moments before they speak again.]
A-another joke?
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yeah, sure kid. i've got a million of 'em.
here, this one knock's 'em dead at MTT all the time.
so people ask me a lot of times if these great arms of mine are because I work out, but nah, I never work. i tell them it's ulna-tural.
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They shuffle a bit faster to get inside. They aren't sure if this'll be enough but... at least they'll be out of the wind. And maybe there is a sealed room they can find. Or at least something they could use to construct some kind of shelter. Sans can probably hear the sound of legs shoving their way through feet of snow reduced to feet crunching across a thin layer of it.
But maybe they should stop and rest for a moment, first. There's a spot further in where part of the ceiling's caved in too, creating a leaning surface that they're able to crawl under, for the time being. Once they settle themselves there they turn their attention back to their tablet properly.]
Thanks.
[They know they haven't been very talkative through all this - though they've never really been talkative for the sake of being talkative - but him being there helps. Listening to terrible puns helps.]
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[Which, of course, would've been very bad given that it was pretty far past curfew. And as far as he knew, nobody had actually survived a night outside in these temperatures.]
eh, how about you tell me your name, maybe jog my memory? since you seem to already know mine.
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It's funny though, because while they're used to (on the whole) pretending they'd never met Sans or Papyrus or any of the others before... being asked for their name is a bit more jarring. For the longest time, no one had... it was funny, how Asriel had been the first.
Their thoughts were going to strange places as it got colder.]
F-f-frisk.
[The shivering was getting worse. Frisk set the tablet on the ground in front of them before wrapping themselves up into a ball, slipping their sleeves over their fingers. Trying to trap what heat they still had against them. It at least felt like it helped, a little.]
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Sans could feel his heart sink at the confirmation that the kid had gotten themselves trapped outside...]
alright, frisk, make sure you're someplace away from all the elements, alright? it's impossible to get inside at this hour but any small place to get out of the wind and snow helps. make sure you're layered up and keep your hands under your armpits.
i'm afraid you're gonna have to wait til morning to find shelter, but I'll keep you company, alright? do you want me to tell you some more jokes?
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And where they were now... wasn't that far off. Frisk didn't have very many layers, unfortunately. But if they crawled a little further back, the half-fallen floor above actually made decent protective barrier, almost a lean-to like structure. And so Frisk does just that.]
J-j-jokes would be great.
[Settling down against the wall, Frisk re-sets up their tablet then jams their fingers under their armpits. They almost immediately regret it - their fingers are freezing]
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alright, stay with me frisk. we're gonna be at this til morning.
you ever hear about the most famous skeleton rock star? his name was pelvis presley.
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[The thought of what Toriel would say to that is funny in and of itself. Well, the thought if they were both back home and circumstances weren't what they were. But it was hard to stay determined thinking about circumstances as they were, so Frisk doesn't.
Once the snicker the joke elicits dies, though, they start thinking about Toriel, and that reminds them of how she and Sans used to tell jokes to each other, though. Maybe...]
M-my turn?
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[Falling asleep would mean they'd lost.]
yeah, sure thing, if you think you got what it takes.
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[In all honesty they were pretty sure they did remember hearing something about how cold and getting sleepy was bad. Maybe back home, or since they got here. Which... probably meant how tired they were already wasn't a good thing.
For now though, jokes. Like the ones that Frisk had gotten used to hearing on a daily basis back home.]
Knock Kn-knock?
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