Bluwiikoon
waow!
"sorry to anyone who wasted time decoding things by hand," said sans, shrugging and winking. "i can't offer time refunds, but i can offer complimentary chocolates."
Steven nodded. "It seems that I have."Rui grinned. “I mean, I’ll never say no to chocolate!” She then turned to Steven with an even wider grin. “Would you look at that! You’ve been proven innocent! This messenger is going to be hugely helpful for us!”
[[your toenails are safe, I literally did not know morse code until trying to translate this by hand with your image key lmao]][[...this could be some bluwii-adjacent bullshit but for now I'm gonna read this as hard town confirmation. Especially since Pano was so reluctant to share and i would eat my own toenails if she claimed to have come up with this herself]]
In a concurrent timeline, sans speaks to a smol bean.Gen's eyes widened as he saw the gift shop section. Sending letters to family...could he finally contact his family again?
He waddled over to Sans, and asked, "U-uh, can th-these letters be s-sent to family even i-if they're really far a-away?"
SAME YELLOW JFC]][[RIP me who just spent the last 20 minutes decoding the second message by hand 🤣]]
"here you go. enjoy," said sans, handing her a box of chocolates.Rui grinned. “I mean, I’ll never say no to chocolate!”
Guzma perked at the sound of chocolate. He wiped his bloody nose again as he exchanged looks with his Pokémon."sorry to anyone who wasted time decoding things by hand," said sans, shrugging and winking. "i can't offer time refunds, but i can offer complimentary chocolates."
[[Alexa play Roundabout by Yes]]
"certainly, sir," said sans, handing Guzma a box of complimentary chocolates and a medical kit. The medical kit even includes a cute bento box, and band-aids with cartoon characters on them. Oh shit, is that Hello Skitty???Guzma perked at the sound of chocolate. He wiped his bloody nose again as he exchanged looks with his Pokémon.
“Well I’ll never fuckin’ say no to chocolate!” he beamed. “But uh…” he stared down at his bloody hands and shirt. “Anybody got a rag ‘er something. This shit, uh…hurts a lil’.”
Steven stared at the letter, the translation abundantly clear on the page now that the code had been deciphered. His coffee sat long forgotten on the ground at his feet.HELLO. BY RECEIVING THIS MESSAGE YOU HAVE PROVED THAT YOU ARE TOWN. I CAN ONLY COMMUNICATE USING THESE WORDS. POST THIS MESSAGE PUBLICLY. ASK ME ANY QUESTIONS YOU LIKE AND I WILL REPLY WITH MY NEXT NIGHT ACTION. FOR MY OWN SAFETY I CANNOT REVEAL MY IDENTITY OTHERWISE THE MAFIA WILL SURELY KILL ME. BUT BY SENDING MESSAGES EACH NIGHT I CAN HELP IDENTIFY TOWN PLAYERS. I CAN USE FORMATTING TO IMPROVE COMMUNICATION SO FEEL FREE TO SUGGEST COLOUR CODING OR WHATEVER IN THE THREAD. ALL FUTURE RECIPIENTS SHOULD TRANSLATE THEIR MESSAGES AND READ THEM THOROUGHLY BEFORE POSTING THEM. GOOD LUCK. LOVE THE TELEMARKETER.
[[ just feels like it's missing a comma or two to make it more clear]]Ok i know im like half asleep at 135am but pano my dear what the fuck does that last paragraph mean]]
Steven Stone has been BLESSED.Fry trotted over to the Tailless he dubbed Stone. It was time. This Tailless was a good one.
Bless Stone (Steven)
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Having said his piece, Steven found the closest bench to sit on and plopped down in the most undignified manner. He looked down to see the Possum at his feet, pawing up against his pantleg. Reaching down, he picked up the Possum and placed it on the bench next to him, running a hand through the soft fur between its ears.Fry trotted over to the Tailless he dubbed Stone. It was time. This Tailless was a good one.
Bless Stone (Steven)
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