[He nods, though it's more a sort of downward tilt of his skull than anything.]
most things.
[He toys with a fry for a moment, dragging it needlessly through excess ketchup. People don't understand things like HP here. Half the time he mentions things like HP and ATK to people in Wonderland and they just look at him funny.]
[It's not really his job to explain, or to get into this, especially when the subject was supposed to be how stupid birthdays are. But...]
monsters, uh. or everyone in my world, technically, we got this thing called HP. like a way of putting a number to your health. you got your max HP, which is where most people are most the time. healthy and hale. and then you lose some when you get injured or what have you.
[This fry is thoroughly soaked through with ketchup now, so he finally eats it.]
your base number don't usually change. but there's ways to raise it. plenty ways. tends to increase as monsters get older. the more you have, the stronger you are. the more hits you can take. that sorta thing. can get into the dozens, or even the hundreds.
[And...well. The point here--the point here isn't something he wants to say out loud. He doesn't usually need to, and when he does, he doesn't really bother. You don't broadcast this sort of thing. And he really doesn't know all that much about Tim. Maybe he's the sort who could start killing people on a whim.]
[Knowing about HP doesn't change that, though. Nor does it make it any harder or easier. And Sans--well, that's always been his responsibility, the only one he ever took seriously. It's his job to stay alive. Not other people's job to always be keeping an eye on him. He wouldn't want it that way.]
you could have five or six HPs...or just *one*
most things.
[He toys with a fry for a moment, dragging it needlessly through excess ketchup. People don't understand things like HP here. Half the time he mentions things like HP and ATK to people in Wonderland and they just look at him funny.]
[It's not really his job to explain, or to get into this, especially when the subject was supposed to be how stupid birthdays are. But...]
monsters, uh. or everyone in my world, technically, we got this thing called HP. like a way of putting a number to your health. you got your max HP, which is where most people are most the time. healthy and hale. and then you lose some when you get injured or what have you.
[This fry is thoroughly soaked through with ketchup now, so he finally eats it.]
your base number don't usually change. but there's ways to raise it. plenty ways. tends to increase as monsters get older. the more you have, the stronger you are. the more hits you can take. that sorta thing. can get into the dozens, or even the hundreds.
[And...well. The point here--the point here isn't something he wants to say out loud. He doesn't usually need to, and when he does, he doesn't really bother. You don't broadcast this sort of thing. And he really doesn't know all that much about Tim. Maybe he's the sort who could start killing people on a whim.]
[Knowing about HP doesn't change that, though. Nor does it make it any harder or easier. And Sans--well, that's always been his responsibility, the only one he ever took seriously. It's his job to stay alive. Not other people's job to always be keeping an eye on him. He wouldn't want it that way.]
[He leans back in his chair a little.]
me, though? heh. i only got the one.