► DO YOUR WORK (NOT REALLY) There's a certain degree of plausible deniability regarding some of the other carnies when it comes to their outlandish looks. You could imagine that their strange features are some mixture of makeup and SFX. In Sans's case it's a little hard to convince yourself of that, though. He's made of nothing but bone, and you can practically see the breeze blowing through his phalanges. No skin here, nope.
Sans isn't really feeling it today, but that's not surprising, because he rarely is. He's actually doing something resembling his job as the Warden, however, because he's moving around to place to place and keeping his eyes on things, which is more than he does usually. It's mostly because he has the excuse to walk his weird dog.
It's not really a dog, he guesses. It's one of his magical summons, which he originally created because it could shoot lasers out of its mouth. Since coming to the carnival, though, the blasters have managed to develop into something far more complex, and attending to their new and exciting interests is something he genuinely enjoys. He's used to dogs, after all. Most of his coworkers were dogs, back home.
So, get ready to get ogled by this weird looking skeleton guy on digitigrade feet with glowing cyan tattoos and his very large skeleton dog minion. In fact, the skeleton dog is probably going to make it its business to trot over and smell you with its weird skull. Sans doesn't seem very concerned about it, but he doesn't look concerned about a lot of things.
► DO YOUR WORK (EVEN LESS) Or, you'll find him sitting back in his chair somewhere, literally asleep. It could be a lot of places - he has a tendency to teleport himself and the chair around, so he doesn't have to remain standing when it's unnecessary. One of his dogs is curled up and also sleeping at his feet.
This is super normal in carnival terms. He'd probably be doing a better of patrolling if his eyes were open, though.
SANS | UNDERTALE | VETERAN
There's a certain degree of plausible deniability regarding some of the other carnies when it comes to their outlandish looks. You could imagine that their strange features are some mixture of makeup and SFX. In Sans's case it's a little hard to convince yourself of that, though. He's made of nothing but bone, and you can practically see the breeze blowing through his phalanges. No skin here, nope.
Sans isn't really feeling it today, but that's not surprising, because he rarely is. He's actually doing something resembling his job as the Warden, however, because he's moving around to place to place and keeping his eyes on things, which is more than he does usually. It's mostly because he has the excuse to walk his weird dog.
It's not really a dog, he guesses. It's one of his magical summons, which he originally created because it could shoot lasers out of its mouth. Since coming to the carnival, though, the blasters have managed to develop into something far more complex, and attending to their new and exciting interests is something he genuinely enjoys. He's used to dogs, after all. Most of his coworkers were dogs, back home.
So, get ready to get ogled by this weird looking skeleton guy on digitigrade feet with glowing cyan tattoos and his very large skeleton dog minion. In fact, the skeleton dog is probably going to make it its business to trot over and smell you with its weird skull. Sans doesn't seem very concerned about it, but he doesn't look concerned about a lot of things.
► DO YOUR WORK (EVEN LESS)
Or, you'll find him sitting back in his chair somewhere, literally asleep. It could be a lot of places - he has a tendency to teleport himself and the chair around, so he doesn't have to remain standing when it's unnecessary. One of his dogs is curled up and also sleeping at his feet.
This is super normal in carnival terms. He'd probably be doing a better of patrolling if his eyes were open, though.