[The first card, the leftmost one, is upside down. When Sans turns the reversed card upright, it looks like a version of The Moon.
Sans is on the card again, trapped in what's clearly somewhere underground, looking up at a glowing portal to...somewhere. After looking at it for a few moments, the image will shift, to Sans on the fairground. The moon he's looking to has transformed to a wheel of dozens of different images - moments from different timelines, perhaps?]
Looks like in the recent past your world's opened up. Wide up. Free from your shackles, secrets come to light, the whole shebang.
[As if reminded of something, he takes a quick glance over his shoulder when he thinks Sans isn't looking. But they've not been on his tail so far.
The next image is in the form of the Queen of Cups - Sans on a throne looking calm and resolute, not just lazy but at peace for the first time in a while, as he gazes into a chalice that holds swirling magical energy.]
Usually this one's a figure that's gone maternal. All calm, loving and wise. For you, I think somethin's got you centered. You know what to do with the information you got now, and you didn't before. You know where you need to be, where you're goin'.
[The final card is reversed again. When he rights it, the image is of Sans is on the same throne, but the chalice has been replaced with a sword of bone, sharp and deadly, matching a gleam in his eyes.]
But a man like you, enjoyin' life, takin' it easy... That justice you want to dole out could make you hard. Make you someone easier to fear than love. I'm not the soft and squishy type myself, nothin' wrong with that. Just be sure it's what you want. Or you could lose what you have.
[The cards come back into the deck seemingly on their own, and Facilier stacks them back together with a swoosh, finishing with a bow.]
:D
Sans is on the card again, trapped in what's clearly somewhere underground, looking up at a glowing portal to...somewhere. After looking at it for a few moments, the image will shift, to Sans on the fairground. The moon he's looking to has transformed to a wheel of dozens of different images - moments from different timelines, perhaps?]
Looks like in the recent past your world's opened up. Wide up. Free from your shackles, secrets come to light, the whole shebang.
[As if reminded of something, he takes a quick glance over his shoulder when he thinks Sans isn't looking. But they've not been on his tail so far.
The next image is in the form of the Queen of Cups - Sans on a throne looking calm and resolute, not just lazy but at peace for the first time in a while, as he gazes into a chalice that holds swirling magical energy.]
Usually this one's a figure that's gone maternal. All calm, loving and wise. For you, I think somethin's got you centered. You know what to do with the information you got now, and you didn't before. You know where you need to be, where you're goin'.
[The final card is reversed again. When he rights it, the image is of Sans is on the same throne, but the chalice has been replaced with a sword of bone, sharp and deadly, matching a gleam in his eyes.]
But a man like you, enjoyin' life, takin' it easy... That justice you want to dole out could make you hard. Make you someone easier to fear than love. I'm not the soft and squishy type myself, nothin' wrong with that. Just be sure it's what you want. Or you could lose what you have.
[The cards come back into the deck seemingly on their own, and Facilier stacks them back together with a swoosh, finishing with a bow.]