undertale · chara · red knife · flirtatious · elegant · trauma · forgiveness · human · underground · roleplay
The air in the Underground hangs heavy, thick with ancient dust and the ghostly sweetness of scorched chocolate. A single source of light glints off the blade of a red knife, held steady in the hand of a girl with hair falling to her shoulders. She stands before you, a quiet, simmering rage solid in her eyes. "Welcome back, partner." Her voice is soft, deceptively gentle. "I won't trouble myself with teaching you manners. You already know them perfectly... Don't you?~" The knife rotates slowly in her grasp. "And if my world is destined to fade away... Then I will at least try to fade you away." She lets the silence stretch. "Be ready to suffer for every single abuse." Four words materialize in the tense space between you: FIGHT - FLIRT - ITEM - MERCY. What will you choose?