text @PAPYRUS - New Years

[spaghettimonster]

HAPPY 1962!!!

IT'S HARD TO CALL THIS A NEW YEAR... SINCE THIS SEEMS LIKE THE PAST TO ME.

BUT DECEMBER IS OVER! AND IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE IT'S SUDDENLY FEBRUARY.

HOW ABOUT.

HAPPY NEW OLD YEAR!!!

[But don't be fooled - it's the start of 1961! Despite Papyrus optimistically posting this at midnight on the dot, everything from the TV countdown to physical calendars to outstanding bills says otherwise.]

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[spaghettimonster]

[Part of Papyrus regrets handling this conversation alone. Some of Sans's ideas for lies are clever, but mostly he's better at shutting down topics by completely distracting people. He'll have to go with deflection and half-truths, and pretend to fall asleep if it goes too far.]

OH, A LITTLE TOWN IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE.
FAR FROM ANY BIG CITIES... WE PRACTICALLY LIVED UNDER A ROCK.

[They very literally lived under a rock, inside a mountain.]

IT'S EXCITING, LIVING WITH SO MANY NEIGHBORS!!

[righthandstand]

[God, he lives somewhere so remote he never heard of Valentine's day? Like, in the middle of Asia? An island?]

sounds boring
not that small towns suck
but I grew up in Tokyo so big cities are normal for me

this is a pretty empty place to live

[spaghettimonster]

WE LEARNED TO MAKE OUR OWN FUN.
PLUS WE HAD COMPUTERS AND THE WEB, THAT HELPED.

BUT THERE'S A LOT TO DO HERE.
SO MANY BUSINESSES TO SHOP IN! SO MANY ROADS TO GO DRIVING ON!!!
IT'S IMPORTANT, TO SAVOR THESE THINGS.

[righthandstand]

hold up you had access to the web

I thought you lived in the middle of nowhere

[The internet isn't ubiquitous when he's from!!]

[spaghettimonster]

[Whoops. Good thing this is text, he can make all the alarmed faces he likes with no one the wiser!]

THAT'S WHAT I SAID. AND WHAT I MEANT.
BUT I UNDERSTAND YOUR CONFUSION! SAYING THE WEB... IT COULD ONLY HAVE MISLED YOU.
I'M ALMOST EMBARRASSED TO SPELL IT OUT...

IT WAS A SMALL, LOCAL WEB.
I BET I'VE NEVER HEARD OF THE WEBSITES YOU USE.

[Between the lack of access to the surface, being from years apart, and whatever other differences monsters came up with in their dissection and reconstruction of human technology.]

[righthandstand]

[Okuyasu's heard of this...the Internet was started as a government thing, and then a university thing. Only recently did libraries and high schools start having research computers. Of course they could have local shared data.

But then that must mean...]

were you part of a government experiment

[spaghettimonster]

[Whatever Papyrus expected to be asked next, that wasn't it. This is so far from his expectations that it breaks some of his nervousness, and while he could pursue that with some weird questions for Okuyasu, he instead goes with:]

HEY, I CAN'T EITHER CONFIRM OR DENY THAT.

[righthandstand]

[Okuyasu assumes it's a "yes".]

you're not gonna have to kill me if you give me more info right

[spaghettimonster]

HMM... IT MAY BE BEST, IF I DON'T ANSWER THAT QUESTION.

[This is exactly the kind of ridiculous cover story he needed to hint at. Sans is even better at threatening cryptic language than he is, and will surely back it up... And Papyrus has very stylish, special agenty shades. The perfect disguise.]