the epistolary+ meme

[loregasm]

sincerely yours,



If a picture is worth a thousand words, then a written word has to be worth ten thousand spoken ones. Right?

Every thread starts with a written (or typed) conversation. Where it goes from there is up to you.

HOW TO PLAY:
- Comment with character. State your preferences - shipping permissions, what your character might write letters/notes/etc about or be written to about, any other pertinent information.
- Comment to others. Play whatever first comes to mind, or RNG .
- Prompts 1-4 aren't medium-specific; they can be letters, emails, PMs, or any other form of text communication.
- Have fun and play nice!

PROMPTS:

1. Pen pals. Usually an arrangement between two strangers to improve foreign language skills or cultural awareness, but the internet has opened up a whole new world of text-based, long-distance friendships, too. Can be assigned or voluntary.

2. Business correspondence. Friendly social calls are nice, but right now it's expertise you're calling on. That doesn't have to be the end of it, though! Maybe you'll keep talking after the job's done.

3. A big fan. You think you know the person you're writing to pretty well, but they don't know you. Better write this carefully so you don't sound creepy.

4. Far from home. Writing to keep in touch with people you can't see in person - how romantic! But letters can take a while to get to their destination, so there's no telling what's happened since this one was sent.

5. Post-its. Popular with housemates and coworkers, a sticky note with a quick message can be helpful in a pinch...or a vehicle for passive-aggression. The key is to not be there when they read it.

6. Texting. The short and fast version. Instantaneous messages make texting a little more like holding a face-to-face conversation, except...not face-to-face. It's also pretty easy to hit the wrong person with a careless text.

7. Ad posting. One character put up an ad - in the newspaper, on a local bulletin board, on street signs or power line poles. The other is answering it. Was this call for help practical, or bizarre?

8. Forums. Slow conversations done fast. Threads, if not the entire forum, usually revolve around a specific topic, and opinions can run loud and stubborn - flame war, or nerd jam session?

Comments

[spaghettimonster]

[Is he going to get Frisk doing it too? Papyrus might be very tough and heroic and everything, but he's no Undyne. If too many people start clambering all over him, there's going to be a clattering avalanche of bones and short people.]

Please don't remind me.

[Bolstered his butt. Supported his spine. There's just so many possibilities, and Papyrus doesn't want to think any of them.]

Hanging around in public, down to your bare bones... I'm choosing to remember this day as bringing you a change of clothes!

...So we should find your jacket, and improve the verisimilitude of the story.

[trombones]

[Okay, but you let him piggyback on you all the time, man. Sans is pretty sure you'll be okay. Besides, it probably makes for a good workout, right? Like, strength training. Sans will get you a theme song.

By now, he at least has some shorts on. He looks over his shoulder.]

Come on. The naked part wasn't my fault.

[He just came out to have a good time and eat some burgers with some dads.]

Yeah... probably. I can live without my shorts and all, but I'm kind of attached to that jacket.

[He grabs his shirt and lazily slides into it. Seriously. It's like watching a slug wiggle into some clothes. Papyrus was kind of right about the slime thing. It's just what brothers do.]

Whew... how about a nap first?

[spaghettimonster]

[Papyrus is studiously checking under every piece of furniture on the patio; that table, this chair, that other chair...But there's no sign of Sans' clothing yet.]

Were you unable to nap in the air???

[He just can't bear to watch the re-clothing process. Even if his brother's only half naked now, it's the principle of the thing. Somehow.

The slime is double the reason to assume that somebody stole his clothes to give them a wash. Sure, dads might (apparently) be smoking, barbecuing, gross men that Sans gets along with fantastically... but would they really accept wearing clothes with somebody else's slime on them???]

I don't want a nap! I want to finish this hunt. MTT's new show starts in forty minutes, and I refuse to miss it!

[trombones]

[Now, somehow, he's already dressed and lying on one of the cushioned lounge chairs.]

Nah. I napped. I just want another one. [Also wow rude he can hang out with dads without being one??? He waves a hand.] F'not we can find it tomorrow, bro.

[If anything, though, he'll at least use his bone magic to help open the grill. It's a stupid guess, but - oh. Oh wow. Those are his slippers. He'll be damned.]

Oh.

[spaghettimonster]

[Classic Sans. Using his mysterious powers of teleportation... to get cozy.]

...Were those in the grill this whole time???

Are your clothes in the charcoal???

[trombones]

... maybe???????

[THAT WAS AN HONEST TO GOD LUCKY GUESS, HE'S AS SURPRISED AS YOU ARE]