[Papyrus, for his part, starts pulling out a couple knickknacks he's accumulated in trades and purchases so far. He wants to arm up. Or at the very least accessorize, preferably with some cool bone-themed weaponry. Mostly because he itches with expectations of fighting and knowing how to, but not actually remembering how to do so. Waving a weapon around impressively could buy time to remember - or maybe even prove to be the techniques he's forgotten.]
Good luck knowing what the fuck is happening! Maybe we'll meet again.
[Such as later this very night, when Papyrus shows up at the cabana led by a little white dog.]
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[Papyrus, for his part, starts pulling out a couple knickknacks he's accumulated in trades and purchases so far. He wants to arm up. Or at the very least accessorize, preferably with some cool bone-themed weaponry. Mostly because he itches with expectations of fighting and knowing how to, but not actually remembering how to do so. Waving a weapon around impressively could buy time to remember - or maybe even prove to be the techniques he's forgotten.]
Good luck knowing what the fuck is happening! Maybe we'll meet again.
[Such as later this very night, when Papyrus shows up at the cabana led by a little white dog.]