Welcome to the underground, how was the fall? If you wanna look around, give us a call, we don't see humans often, we're happy you just dropped in, I'll be so popular when I show all the monsters what I just brought in! Hey, Papyrus, mind your manners, can it, Sans, no time for banter, excuse my brother, he's a bit eccentric, you're just lazy and apathetic! Call me what you want, I got thick skin, another bad joke and I'm finished with him! We are monsters, the awfullest kind, to mess with us takes a lot of spine. We can relate to your determination because we monsters have our motivations, humans betrayed us and left us burnin', one day we'll make our way back to the surface, through all your travels, your sins will follow, your consequences aren't easy to swallow, who's the real monster, now you should know, you've cut this story down to the bone. Really, Sans? What? The last line of the chorus is a pun? Yup, you imbecile! That was very... clever, heh, thanks buddy. You're stuck in the underground thanks to the fall, good luck ever getting out, prepare to brawl, you could show mercy to us or turn all of us to dust, is your heart full of evil or full of love? I, the great Papyrus, challenge you to try getting by us, test the human with one of your puzzles, brilliant, Sans, that will leave him befuddled! I dare you to try a bite of spaghetti, smells like the Creepypasta's ready, stop it, Sans! I'm done with the jokin'! Sounds like someone's funny bone's broken, ha-ha-ha! We can relate to your determination because we monsters have our motivations, I am the mastermind, he's my accomplice, you're only still alive because I made a promise, you'll lose your mind when you wander for hours, you might even decide to start talkin' to flowers, who's the real monster, now you should know, you've cut this story down to the bone. Someday I'll join the Royal Guard when I catch this child, can it be that hard? Look, if I'm being honest, my brother ain't nothin' but harmless, I know you and all that you want, you'll get a lot more from Sans than a font, the deeper you go, the messier it gets, if I had it my way, you'd already be dead, kidding, if you couldn't tell, I get so bored, I amuse myself, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Down here in the underground you're all alone, we wanted to tell you now, you're kinda boned, if you survive this prison you will know nihilism, don't mess around with monsters, they're scared of tiny children, ha! You've come far, but soon you'll stumble when I stump you with some Junior Jumble, not so sure you'll get him with that, alas, I'll hit him with my Special Attack, leave me alone! You know I've got a knack for the trom-bone, one more pun, and I'll be done, but ain't two skulls better than one? We can relate to your determination because we monsters have our motivations, you know your story's already been told, we can play again if you sell your soul, I've got my eye on you so you just watch it, I'll find any skeletons inside your closet, who's the real monster now you should know, you've cut this story down to the bone.
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