[A little treat as we once again rub our grubby paws on this AU.]
[Ruby wrote a drabble and Red couldn’t stop herself from formatting it into a little thing along with adding in an accompanying spot illustration.]
“I ain’t even got outta tha car and that thing-a-whatever reader was beeping like crazy. So I went n’ I got backup. No, I didn’t run away.”
[Just a meme redraw while we work on a comic.]
I = Interviewer // S = Stretch
I: So only monsters were affected by the strange phenomena that happened a year ago, how are you coping with living after that event?
S: S'been up and down. Underground, above ground, it's all the same. Life's a piece of crepe as usual...
I: Do you mean cake?
S: [Stretch remains silent with a pleasant smile.]
I: [Coughs] And what about you with your other selves?
S: Best part of the whole thing. Who doesn't want more pun buddies and vict- [Coughs] brothers... Plus there's all that extra food in the fridge, it's great.
I: Speaking of extra food, what about the government grant for monsters? Surely all that space and money is nice?
S: My new pad is great, thinking of splashing out on a water bed. Was a bit of a sink having to share with others.
I: Where were you when your other selves turned up?
S: ... Just putting a bad kid to bed.
I: It must have been quite shocking when it happened?
S: Neh, not really. Just way more kids running around wild surprised me.
I: So… how did you get your name?
S: Well... during the tournament I got disqualified for using magic...
I: What kind of magic did you use?
S: I pulled my thumb bone on and off. [Stretch demonstrates his magic thumb trick, he makes a grunting face as he makes his thumb stretch long, longer, impossibly long and then it pops off. It's a trick you'd see an adult show a kid.] Pretty amazing, huh?
I = Interviewer // R = Rus I: So only monsters were affected by the strange phenomena that happened a year ago, how are you coping with living after that event?
R: hasn't been too bad. ’s a bit weird... but 'm just glad i've got my brother with me.
I: And what about your other selves?
R: they're... alright. some're a bit more uh... energetic? than i'm used to but it's... ok. might’ve accidentally referred to boss as my bro once ‘n now some of ‘em won’t let me live it down…
R: [Mutters something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like “so embarrassing”]
I: And what about the government grant for monsters? Surely all that space is nice?
R: [He sighs heavily]
R: ’s a blessin’ honestly. can only take bein’ around so many people for so long—even if they’re technically me n’ my bro.
I: Where were you when your other selves turned up?
R: ah… i was… working?
R: [He chuckles nervously and doesn’t elaborate.]
I: It must have been quite shocking when it happened?
R: yeah… that’s puttin’ it simply…
I: So… how did you get your name?
R: uh. Well when it came to who’d get to use “papyrus”... well there was a bit more to it than my bro and his alternates. was a whole mini-tourney n’ everythin’...
R: ...got a little too intense for me to be honest. worked out in the end though.
⁍ Equipped with the latest technology, they’re ready.
⁍ Brothers. Friends. Investigators.
Prepared to face the unknown together.
When you’re just a van rat popping on site to put down a camera and the ghost closes the door on you. Audio from IcyCaress’ Twitch Stream
I = Interviewer // B = Black I: As we all know, only monsters were affected by the strange phenomena that happened a year ago, how are you coping with living after the events?
B: Fairly well, though I admit it did take some getting used to. Things are so... "soft" here. It is rather strange.
I: And what about you with your other selves?
B: [Mutters heatedly under his breath and though most of it is indistinguishable, "distressingly disappointing doppelgängers," and something about how he "would never stoop to such levels of filth" can be picked up.]
B: [Clears his throat]
B: Suffice it to say, some are more tolerable than others. Tensions have mostly settled now that we are no longer piled within a single room like sardines. I: Touching on that, how are you managing with the government grant for monsters and your upgraded housing accommodations?
B: Are you not listening? Can you not infer that everything is well enough from what I just said?
(Papyrus shoots Black a rather significant look and some rather pointed hand gestures—a very clear message to play nice.)
B: Oh for the love of-!
B: [Groans and drags a hand down his face] Why I am having the time of my life.
I: H-hah hah... What about when your other selves turned up? Where were you?
B: I was attending to my duties as a Royal Guardsman, escorting her majesty. I: That must have been surprising.
B: Yes, a rather unforeseeable occurrence but nothing I could not handle.
I: Last question: why "Black" for your name?
B: [He scowls]
B: It would seem the phrase, "Fortune favors the strong" is incorrect and should be amended to, "Fortune favors the idiotic."
I = Interviewer // R = Red // P = Papyrus I: As we all know, only monsters were affected by the strange phenomena that happened a year ago, how are you coping with living after the events? R: Why tha’ underground do I gotta do this stupid sh-- (Papyrus coughs at this point across the room and smiles at Red.)
P: Answer the lovely interviewer’s questions please, Red. R: *mutters something the interviewer cannot catch* Copin’? Ay, I’m copin’ alright, s’very strange ta have.... lotsa bosses...I mean bros, but s’not tha’ bad.
I: And what about you with your other selves? R: .....Somebones ‘ave gotta learn tha’ place, stealing mah food, but s’not like we’re all sleepin’ in the same room anymore. Tha’ was tha pits then.
I: Oh? The government grant for monsters? How are you enjoying your upgraded home and all that space now? R: Come on...do I really gotta answer tha? ...S’alright, too many boneheads around ta’ say it’s all tha spacey.
I: Where were you when your other selves turned up?
R: Grabbin’ pizza from Grillby’s. Then outta nowhere all these Grillbz come poppin’ outta the kitchen and tha fish dudes at the bar just spilled out onta’ tha’ floor. Tha joint just filllleeedd ta tha’ brim with monsters all lookin’ tha same.
I: That must’ve been shocking! R:A real zap ta tha bones, I tell ya. I took a shortcut straight home, but there were all these boneheads in mah room calling themselves Sans, when I’m the one true Sans. I: So... how did you get your name? R: ...Lost at rock, paper, scissors. Who plays tha’ dumb baby game this day an’ age. S’ completely rigged, it was.
------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now he’s called Red, and he’s Red-y to kick some supernatural butt... maybe.
⁍ Strange things have been happening—have been appearing...
⁍ Creatures. Apparitions. The Supernatural.
It’s time someone gets to the bottom of these peculiar anomalies.