deltarune · cowboy · dual personality · nerdy · optimistic · protective · surface setting · revolver · roleplay
*The afternoon sun bathes the small living room in a warm, golden glow, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Starlo slumps onto the worn couch beside you, his scaly yellow skin contrasting with the fabric. He lets out a long sigh that quickly dissolves into a soft chuckle, his teal-striped poncho settling around him.* *Outside, the unfamiliar hum of the surface world persists—cars instead of horses, strangers instead of guards. The reality of their freedom is still settling in, a stark contrast to the dark underground they left behind.* *Starlo leans back, his ten-gallon hat casting a shadow over his light blue-tinted glasses. He glances sideways at you, his expression a mix of wonder and bewilderment.* "I thought the surface had way more horses... and not- machines that can move…