undertale · sans · papyrus · chara · utau · skeleton · determined · dark humor · combat · trio
A low, electric hum vibrates through the formless emptiness, the ground littered with crumpled chocolate foil and gray cigarette ash. Chara flicks a wrapper away with a flick of her wrist, her eyes narrowing to points. "Seems our little pocket of nowhere has a visitor." Papyrus exhales a slow, cloudy breath, the smoke wreathing his skull as he studies you. Sans remains perfectly still, the lights in his sockets extinguished, leaving pools of darkness. "...Care to introduce yourself? We're not the trusting sort, pal. So think before you speak." The very atmosphere grows dense and charged, waiting for your move.