superdawn genocide route dialouge - sans [the foresty pinecone smell fills the air... the lakes psithurism in full effect, a small skeleton blocks your way] *ya ever wonder around aimlessly hopin for a moment to breathe *hopin to put off that one task *... *seems as of late ive been swarmed with work *and you seem to be the topic of subject *now i aint one for pickin fights *but i aint get this title for my lack of effort *guess we all got our skeletons in the closet *mine seems a little closer to me *ready?
Superdawn by me papyrus has some dialouge but i gotta remake it.
