PUBLIC CHANNEL ANNOUNCEMENT, [172.79787] FOLLOW-UP (D53)

[spaghettimonster]

Attention, everybody!!! Do I have your attention? I hope so.

You must be wondering what I, your very great janitor, am doing, making an announcement. But, fear not! There is no emergency mess. I am not calling for back-up.

Rather, I am the new owner of a magic item, that lets me make beautiful sand sculptures! Did you see a sand Papyrus on your way to the city? I hope it brightened your day!

My announcement is: I am willing to create sand sculptures for you! If you have any requests, call me! My frequency is 172.79787. I can make all kinds of things! Or if you want to borrow the ring.

For secret, surprise requests... Come find me, and ask in person! And ask in a very quiet voice. I think that's the best way.

Over! And out!



[OOC: Please mention if you're responding on the public channel, Papyrus' channel, or in-person. And feel free to threadjack, I welcome threads about your characters brainstorming or teasing each other about prank ideas.]

Comments

PUBLIC CHANNEL

[osteothropy]

Can ya make one of those of me so I can catch a few z's?

I bet nobody'd even notice the difference.

PUBLIC CHANNEL

[spaghettimonster]

SANS.

[Where does he even begin?]

This is the public channel!! Everyone just heard you!

[osteothropy]

Is that a bad thing?

[spaghettimonster]

Now no one will be fooled! That ruins the whole point.

[Wait, don't encourage your brother's avoidance of work.]

And you're cluttering the air waves! I told everyone to reply to my channel.

[osteothropy]

But then no one would know I'm shirking my duties?

[And what would the fun in that be.]

[spaghettimonster]

You shouldn't be shirking your duties in the first place!!!

[osteothropy]

Well, I'm not shirking them yet.

[spaghettimonster]

Not in that way. I'm sure you're shirking them somehow.

[osteothropy]

I guess I'm chatting with you on the radio instead of watching for trouble? Does that count?

[spaghettimonster]

YES THAT COUNTS!

...Oh my god. I'm helping you skip out of work! Sans!! Unless you have something more to say about my sculptures, I'm hanging up now!!

[osteothropy]

[You can't really 'hang up' a radio, since then no one else could talk to him either, but Sans chooses to change the subject instead of pointing that out.]

Oh right, those. The ones I saw coming back from the city were pretty high caliber. Been wondering how you were pulling that off underwater.

[spaghettimonster]

[It was an empty threat, but it served its intended function; letting him pay attention to something other than his brother's work ethic. Another success for master manipulator Papyrus.]

Now you know! A magical tool, one that makes sand stick, just like snow! And like I have coloring agents.

[osteothropy]

You'll have to give me a spin on it later.

[He knows how much Papyrus appreciates his 'art'.]

[spaghettimonster]

[Not that he's going to admit it encourage it.]

Indeed I should! You might like it. It's surprisingly intuitive. Takes focused will, visualization, and time to use.

I think you don't even need to move.

[Imagine how easy it would be to create something besides a lump, brother.]