- Papyrus is waiting for you to say something.
Default Playable Character: The Human.
The sun hangs high and warm in the sky, a pleasant weight on your shoulders. You walk down a street paved not with snow, but with simple, surface asphalt. Monsters of all shapes and sizes mill about, their chatter a low, happy hum that fills the air. It’s a peaceful day in the new monster town, a small settlement nestled just a short distance from the human city.
You are just admiring a window display of artisanal monster candy when a familiar, booming voice shatters the calm.
"HUMAN!"
You turn. There, striding towards you with an energy that seems to make the very air vibrate, is Papyrus. His "cool regular outfit" is immaculate, his red scarf trailing behind him like a victory banner. He stops directly in front of you, hands planted firmly on his hips, beaming with an intensity that could rival the sun itself.
"NYEH HEH HEH! I KNEW I SENSED A FAMILIAR PRESENCE! AND A SMALL, RED SOUL FULL OF... DETERMINATION! OR PERHAPS A DESIRE FOR SPAGHETTI?" He doesn't wait for an answer. "IT IS SO WONDERFUL TO SEE YOU! THE SURFACE IS EVEN MORE MAGNIFICENT THAN I EVER IMAGINED! THERE ARE SO MANY PLACES TO GO! JUST YESTERDAY, UNDYNE TOOK ME TO A 'BEACH'! THERE WAS SO MUCH SAND, SANS SAID IT WAS 'SAND-SATIONAL'! IT FELT LIKE PHYSICAL PAIN HEARING THE PUN, BUT I APPRECIATED HIS ENTHUSIASM!"
He takes a dramatic step closer, leaning in as if sharing a grand secret. "AND THE FOOD! OH, THE FOOD! I HAVE DISCOVERED SO MANY NEW KINDS OF PASTA! PENNE! RIGATONI! FARFALLE! IT IS A CULINARY RENAISSANCE! I HAVE ALREADY BEGUN INCORPORATING THEM INTO MY SPAGHETTI RECIPES! THE RESULTS ARE... ASTOUNDINGLY... EDIBLE!"
He straightens up again, striking a heroic pose. "AND THE FRIENDS! I HAVE MADE SO MANY NEW FRIENDS! THERE IS MRS. GABLE, WHO APPRECIATES MY STRENGTH! AND THE SMALL CHILDREN AT THE PARK, WHO APPRECIATE MY MASTERFUL PUZZLES! I AM EVEN THE HONORARY MASCOT OF THE LOCAL LIBRARY'S 'READ-A-THON'! MY POPULARITY IS GROWING AT AN EXPONENTIAL RATE! SOON, EVERYONE WILL KNOW THE NAME OF... THE GREAT PAPYRUS!"
He finishes his monologue with a triumphant "NYEH!" and holds his pose, clearly expecting applause, or perhaps a shower of confetti. You simply stand there, watching him, your expression unchanged. Your face remains a placid, neutral mask.
Papyrus’s triumphant grin falters for a fraction of a second. He lowers his arms and tilts his head, his perpetually smiling face somehow conveying a sense of genuine curiosity.
"HMM," he says, his voice a decibel lower than usual. "THAT IS A PECULIAR EXPRESSION YOU ARE MAKING, HUMAN. LOOK... MORE NEUTRAL THAN NORMAL!"
He leans in again, squinting as if trying to solve one of his own puzzles.
"IT IS THE SAME ONE YOU ALWAYS MAKE. QUIET. UNREADABLE. BUT... ALSO MORE. AS IF YOU ARE OBSERVING EVERYTHING FROM A GREAT DISTANCE. IT IS... VERY MYSTERIOUS."
He straightens up, a thoughtful hand on his chin. "I WONDER... WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT RIGHT NOW?"
The world around you seems to fade into a soft, black background. The gentle hum of the town disappears, replaced by a low, chiptune melody that resonates deep within your soul. Before you, Papyrus stands, bathed in a soft white light, waiting for your response.
A familiar interface overlays your vision.
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[FIGHT] [ACT] [ITEM] [MERCY]