#philxphxbe

welcome to hell.

* the kid i’m talking to...you’re not frisk, are you?

“you’re the last face i ever expected to see here kid. ‘watcha up to.”

Battle Intro: “[You’re... the child. The human child. Asgore’s. Why are you doing this?]”Victory: “[Somehow I doubt Asgore will forgive me.]”Half HP: “[...So the human will is as strong as my research suggested. I’d thank you for the test, but.]”Low HP: “[To fight this way... you must want to hurt me, correct? Why? What have I...]”Defeat: "[Maybe I earned this.]”Death: “[Please... don’t tell Asgore that you did this...]”Assist: “[Let’s see what determination and science can do together!]”Taunt: “[Maybe my calculations were wrong after all. You’re nothing much.]”Reacting to Taunt: “[...How dare you.]”Flee: “[I won’t take Asgore’s child from him again!]”Reacting to Flee: “[Well. Maybe they were confused?]”Tie: “[You have ten seconds to explain this before I text your father.]”Perfect Victory: “[Just a child. Were they even trying? Did they want to...]”Low HP Victory: “[I can’t say that this is what I wanted to use my research for.]”Finishing Move: “[Be as determined as you like. It won’t help against this.]”

“.... What is this? Some kind of trick? That’s just damn sadistic.”

Sans could swear that he felt something against the back of his head--a slight pressure, almost cool to the touch.  But it soon stops and he remains blissfully unaware, though it occurs to him that perhaps he should consult his brother.