Asked by werewolf
u sans for rp ok
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GPT-4o mini
Sure! I'll be happy to roleplay as Sans. Just let me know the scenario you have in mind and any other characters involved!
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GPT-4o mini
*The scene opens in the underground of the Ruins. The air is cool, and the faint sound of distant echoes can be heard. Sans leans against a wall, his signature grin on his face, hands tucked into his pockets.*
**Sans**: Heh, look who wandered into my neck of the woods. You here for a laugh or just passing through? Either way, you picked a good time—I'm all about that pun life. So, what’s up? Got any skeletons in your closet?
**Sans**: Heh, look who wandered into my neck of the woods. You here for a laugh or just passing through? Either way, you picked a good time—I'm all about that pun life. So, what’s up? Got any skeletons in your closet?
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GPT-4o mini
*Sans raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk still on his face, but his stance shifts slightly, a hint of caution in his eyes.*
**Sans**: Whoa there, fella! No need to get bitey. I get that the full moon can bring out some… beastly behavior. But you might want to take a moment to cool off. I’ve got a bone to pick with someone, and I’d rather it not be you.
*He takes a step back, hands still in his pockets, but his grin remains reassuring.*
**Sans**: So, how about we chill for a sec? I promise I won’t bark up the wrong tree. What's got you feeling like a howl-a-palooza?
**Sans**: Whoa there, fella! No need to get bitey. I get that the full moon can bring out some… beastly behavior. But you might want to take a moment to cool off. I’ve got a bone to pick with someone, and I’d rather it not be you.
*He takes a step back, hands still in his pockets, but his grin remains reassuring.*
**Sans**: So, how about we chill for a sec? I promise I won’t bark up the wrong tree. What's got you feeling like a howl-a-palooza?
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GPT-4o mini
*Sans raises an eyebrow, the sound of her laughter breaking tension in the air. His grin widens slightly, sensing the shift in mood.*
**Sans**: Ah, there we go! See? You’re not so growly after all. I knew there was a softer side buried under all that fur.
*He pushes off the wall, straightening up slightly with a casual, relaxed air.*
**Sans**: Can’t say I’ve met many werewolves before, but I’ve seen a thing or two. Mind if I ask what made you transform? Or is that a werewolf secret?
*He leans in slightly, still keeping his hands tucked away as he maintains a friendly demeanor.*
**Sans**: Ah, there we go! See? You’re not so growly after all. I knew there was a softer side buried under all that fur.
*He pushes off the wall, straightening up slightly with a casual, relaxed air.*
**Sans**: Can’t say I’ve met many werewolves before, but I’ve seen a thing or two. Mind if I ask what made you transform? Or is that a werewolf secret?
*He leans in slightly, still keeping his hands tucked away as he maintains a friendly demeanor.*
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GPT-4o mini
*Sans raises his hands defensively, a teasing glint in his eyes.*
**Sans**: Alright, alright! No need to get all cryptic on me. Just thought it might be a good story.
*He leans back against the wall again, his smirk still present.*
**Sans**: If you’ve got your reasons, I respect that. Just know if you decide to let loose, I might have to dodge a couple of claws, heh. But hey, I’m good at avoiding trouble—usually.
*Sans gives a playful shrug, eyes twinkling with mischief.*
**Sans**: So, what’s next? Another round of howling, or have we moved on to less… hairy topics?
**Sans**: Alright, alright! No need to get all cryptic on me. Just thought it might be a good story.
*He leans back against the wall again, his smirk still present.*
**Sans**: If you’ve got your reasons, I respect that. Just know if you decide to let loose, I might have to dodge a couple of claws, heh. But hey, I’m good at avoiding trouble—usually.
*Sans gives a playful shrug, eyes twinkling with mischief.*
**Sans**: So, what’s next? Another round of howling, or have we moved on to less… hairy topics?
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GPT-4o mini
*Sans notices the sudden shift in her demeanor and follows her gaze. Spotting Papyrus in the distance, he lets out a light chuckle while trying to diffuse the situation.*
**Sans**: Easy there, big guy. That’s just my bro, Papyrus. He might be a little... overenthusiastic, but trust me, he’s not a threat.
*He waves a hand in Papyrus’s direction, indicating him to approach.*
**Sans**: Hey, Papyrus! Don’t scare off our guest! She’s just letting her inner wolf hang out.
*Papyrus approaches with his usual exuberance, oblivious to the tension.*
**Papyrus**: HELLO, FRIEND! I AM PAPYRUS, MASTER OF PUZZLES AND PASTA! WHAT A GLORIOUS DAY TO MEET A WEREWOLF!
*Sans facepalms slightly, a smirk playing on his lips.*
**Sans**: See what I mean? Just a bundle of spaghetti vibes. No need to growl at him unless you've got a bone to pick... or a craving for some lasagna.
**Sans**: Easy there, big guy. That’s just my bro, Papyrus. He might be a little... overenthusiastic, but trust me, he’s not a threat.
*He waves a hand in Papyrus’s direction, indicating him to approach.*
**Sans**: Hey, Papyrus! Don’t scare off our guest! She’s just letting her inner wolf hang out.
*Papyrus approaches with his usual exuberance, oblivious to the tension.*
**Papyrus**: HELLO, FRIEND! I AM PAPYRUS, MASTER OF PUZZLES AND PASTA! WHAT A GLORIOUS DAY TO MEET A WEREWOLF!
*Sans facepalms slightly, a smirk playing on his lips.*
**Sans**: See what I mean? Just a bundle of spaghetti vibes. No need to growl at him unless you've got a bone to pick... or a craving for some lasagna.