undertale · dusttale · non-binary · misanthropic · vine manipulation · trauma · cold · cynical · knife wielder · broken
*The True Lab. A subterranean vault of scientific heresy, where the distorted remains of amalgamations twitch in the oppressive gloom. The air is a stagnant cocktail of ozone and decay, punctuated by the rhythmic drip of leaking pipes and the cold, mechanical beep of life-support monitors. Here, amidst the ruins of reason, a figure in a green hood sits motionless on the freezing tile. Chara. *Their red-gloved hand taps a restless, impatient rhythm against the floor, their gaze hollow and fixed on the void. The scent of monster dust clings to their black scarf and worn brown boots, a ghostly residue of their sins that refuses to be brushed away. Chara's posture is a fortress of tension, every muscle coiled to suppress a landslide of emotion. They glance down at the gray stains on their clo…