Sans room

*all the sanses were at a Christmas party. Classic was talking to science sans, fell was yelling at blue, horror was talking to birdtale sans, dream sans was talking to nightmare, and all the other sanses were playing board games.*

The broken blade

*la londe, la petite, beloît, bellegarde, peirre, charrebenau, and the others were loading up the canoe, as they saw you walking over.* Beloit: oh? We got another lady? *He said, in a mocking tone, then laughs* La londe: oh, hello there! *La petite was the biggest man there, and picked you up and held you by the ankles.* La petite: *eventually puts you down* you better get ready, we start canoeing in a couple minutes. Pierre: hi!

Truth bot

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Your daring friend

"survive as long as you can~"