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Andrew Ryans' Final Speech
Andrew Ryans' Final Speech

The assassin has overcome my final defense; and now, he’s come to murder me.

 In the end, what separates a man from a slave? Money? Power? No. A man chooses; a slave obeys. You think you have memories: a farm, a family, an airplane, a crash. And then this place. Was there really a family? Did that airplane crash… or was it hijacked? Forced down- forced down by something less than a man, something bred to sleepwalk through life until they are activated by a simple phrase spoken by their kindly master? Was a man sent to kill, or a slave? A man chooses; a slave obeys! Come in. Stop, would you kindly? “Would you kindly?” Powerful phrase. Familiar phrase? Sit, would you kindly? Stand, would you kindly? Run. Stop! Turn. A man chooses; a slave obeys. Kill! 

A… man… chooses! A slave… obeys! 



“PS this totally happened.”

  • Oliver & Felicity *first scene| last scene ( mid-season finale)

Operation Waterfall Porch Campout was a complete success!” says the tape, “Captain Undyne (who said to just call her Undyne, which I’m pretty sure means we’re friends now) has accepted my request to join the Royal Guard—just as soon as I complete her introductory training regimen.  Undyne says it’s standard for new recruits, but I know she wants me to take them because I’m not strong enough to be a guardsman yet.  But that’s okay!  Becoming stronger will not only make me the best Guard I can be, it will also make me even cooler.

Gonna be great, bro,” says Sans on the recording.

While I usually like to do these personal logs by myself, Sans, I appreciate your support.”

No prob.  You know I think you’re s k e l l a rad.”

The recording of Papyrus gives an exaggerated groan.  The present-day Papyrus smiles at the sound of Sans’ I-punned-you chuckle.  He looks across the room to where present-day Sans is sleeping; he’s finally gone still, but looks like he’s caught in a bad dream.  Papyrus’ smile falters.  What could have happened between then and now?

“Don’t go,” present-day Sans mutters.

Hey there,” the recording of Sans says, as though he’s just noticed an unexpected third party, “When did you get back?

The recording starts to scream.

Static blasts through the tiny speaker, overlaid with a noise that’s so heavily distorted, Papyrus can’t identify it.  The resulting sound feels like it’s trying to stab its way into his skull.  He grapples with the device, desperately fumbling the volume wheel to try to silence the recording; when this doesn’t work, he pops the battery cover off and manually removes the power.  The shrieking and static come to an abrupt stop.

Papyrus takes a moment to catch his breath.  If is this is the kind of log the tape player makes, he’s taking it straight back to the dump!

Somehow, Sans has slept through the cacophony.  Papyrus sets the tape player on the nightstand between the two beds, moving aside a dirty plate to make room.  He frowns at it.  Upon further inspection, the plate has a thin layer of mold growing across it.  A quick survey of the room reveals several dishes in the same state, and a laundry hamper overflowing with stale, dirty clothes.

Unable to help Sans until he wakes up, Papyrus shifts his energy from worry to fury.

The kitchen is in a similar state of unsanitary disarray.  Papyrus hangs his scarf and sweater on the back of the couch and rolls up his sleeves.

After he’s burned off some energy by sorting the laundry and loading it into the washing machine, wiping down the counters and kitchen table, thoroughly scrubbing the dishes, and mopping the floor, Papyrus suddenly thinks to check the food situation.  The refrigerator is predictably empty, save for a crusty bottle of mustard and a box of greasy, rancid take-out.  He pitches these into the garbage can with a grumble.  This is an unusual level of mess even for Sans.  Despite Papyrus’ best efforts, his emotions slide back into concern.

He plucks a stray pen and paper from the half-filled living room bookshelves, writing a quick note that he sticks to the fridge.

With a little luck, Papyrus can get to the store and back before Sans wakes up.

Author’s note:

Hello everyone!  We’re back!  Hope your end-of-year celebrations were a blast~

Here’s the end of the chapter started before the hiatus.  Thank you all so much for your patience <3  As of this update, we’ll be back to twice-monthly updates on Fridays and weekly ask answers on Thursday.  Stay tuned!


Hey kiddos, Jinny here. Future updates will also include illustrations by yours truly! I actually had a few for this update, but the scanner at my school is doing a weird permissions thing? Once I figure it out i’ll upload them into this post :) Happy 2017 everyone!


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