Thayne Cooney

And I know I’m biased because “It’s Raining Somewhere Else” is my favorite track in all of Undertale.

They’re both just such solemn songs filled with memory of a place you can’t get back to but loved dearly. TPWIR doesn’t even have San’s theme cause it’s the song that reminds HIM of home TOBY FOX IM IN YOUR WALLS!!!

And it’s comes after such a heavy experience in the chapter just to get home and seE TUMBLR SEXY MAN SANS UNDERTALE GETTING DRUNK WITH

i was watching a video on how the Knight (Dess, in this case) and Image_Friend have a lot of visual similarities with Undertale's amalgamets. They argued that maybe, this is because they're the same in that they're creatures fused with an excess determination, only in this case its determination of the Deltarune variaty, unique in its connection to the creation of Darkness. The video posed the Knight's kidnappings and the shelter as a hide out are in service of another 'True Lab' made to reverse Dess's condition.

I thought the idea video's proposal had a lot of merit, my only nagging thought was that I couldnt bring myself to imagine other conspiracy members like Carol and Kris running experiments. Carol, in particular, is a politian and not a scientist. And Gaster is too hands-off to be in direct contact with them. Maybe, they got Alphys to help them, though then again, her dialogue at the Church made her out to be completely in the dark. And then I thought. There is one last scientist left in Hometown. One whose expertise lies in timeline anomalies and alternate worlds. Who moved in recently, but not too recently, given he must have had time to set up shop. Someone who arrived just in time to help set Carol's plans in motion.

Bro onto nothing, you say, and I hear you Because I am onto nothing. But! We are told Kris and Sans have never met before. Right? Except. Chapters 3 and 4 seem to be pushing the idea that a lot, if not most of the dialogue options, are Kris's own thoughts. From their witty jokes like "bangin' sermon my man", to the half-baked ones like "she look very nice", to the mean impulse ones they'd never say like "good. keep smiling". And what is the first dialogue option upon first seeing Sans? The obvious meta joke , the thing we misunderstood as an Undertale reference?

"Great to see you again."

Carol is aware of the soul and its nature, she seems to be obsessed with it. If Sans is her hired help into trans-dimensional experiments, he could've been let into the secret of Kris's condition. Then, he'd no to cover for their slip-up, while winking conspirationally at the camara like a smug motherfucker.

For a while I've had the question of how will 'Sans Deltarune' become 'Sans Undertale' if he's so far removed from Deltarune's story so far? Are we going to suddenly halt through the Fun Gangs development just to solve a mystery pertaining a character from that's more than ten years old, and holds no actual current relevance? Is what is essentially a background, unrelated NPC going to be portaled to another dimension during the Roaring, through no fault of their own? Is that really a proportional punishment for the crime of wanting to bang Kris's mom??? Or is Sans Deltarune simply going to fall. into one of his own creations.

Long before the antler’d maid

Was taken where dark roots were laid,

There vanished one none speak of now;

No bell was tolled, no grieving bow.

Lost was the girl with frightened eyes,

And suddenly the whole town cries.

Through schoolhouse halls and stations light,

Her name still wanders every night.

Old neighbors hush at mentions made,

As though her steps still cross the glade.

Yet someone else, too, swallowed by the doom,

Has neither memory, mark, nor tomb.

With lights running low, and shadows starting to grow,

Her name survived the rot of time,

Yet faded slow beneath the grime.

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But someone else was buried far too deep…

To let some people mourn and weep.

So now they’re left with only “why?”

Why are the shadows cutting deep?

Why are my memories not mine to keep?

Why does the distance feel so wide?

Why do I have no place to hide?

Why do I ask these things of you?

When I know silence is all you put me through?

You left all without goodbye,

I now remain with nothing but

why

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