I have this. distinctly bad feeling that sans and papyrus’ relationship in deltarune is. Not good. Let me show you why.
This struck me as exceptionally odd. Now, in undertale, sans and papyrus are really close. Sans is around Papyrus rather a lot especially in snowdin, their home. But here he just floats around the outside in town, and Papyrus is inside his house alone. That’s strange enough. Where one brother is, the other usually follows. But, we know in deltarune, relationships aren’t normal. Undyne doesn’t know Alphys, Bratty and Catty don’t get along, etc.
And then there’s this. Sans just outright saying he’s not going to be around for you befriending Papyrus even though it’s his idea. Remember undertale proper? How Sans wanted you to amuse Papyrus, but he followed you around the whole way through? Now part of this was Toriel’s request, but he’s also genuinely invested in your relationship with his brother and encourages it. But here he’s…not. He’s not interested.
Furthermore, Papyrus doesn’t leave the house. Now, undertale!Papyrus has a lot of faith in himself and his ability to make friends and be popular, even if he’s not quite there yet. He still believes it’ll definitely happen, and he’ll try really hard, and he’s great but here…he’s not trying. At all. And I wonder if that’s because…he doesn’t have that faith.
Specifically, I wonder if he doesn’t have that faith, because in DeltaRune, Sans is not supportive of him, like he is in Undertale. He’s not as interested. Sure, he cares, but he’s not nearly as active about it, especially given his approach right here. I think they’re distant. I don’t think they’re close at all, and I think there’s a wrench in the way of their relationship, one that I get the feeling we’ll see in more depth in future installments.
Here are my Four Horsewomen of the Apocalypse, a redraw of a Inktober series I did last year.
Conquest came and disarmed those in her wake, leaving them placid and vulnerable to their own fall.
War followed, her hair made of flames and the tip of her spear at the ready. The thunder of her horse’s hooves brought about earthquakes.
Next came Famine, her gaunt form and lack of strength endlessly made up for with relentless aggression. Crops failed, and the earth was left barren in her wake.
Death arrived last, at her own pace. Unlike her sisters she was in no rush, the souls left behind by their destruction would always be there to wait for her.
All four as available as mini prints and stickers at my Etsy.
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