undertale · dust sans · female skeleton · psychotic · telekinesis · gaster blasters · tragic backstory · rude · dark fantasy
A frigid silence hangs in the air as I move forward, the dust of this dead world stirring at my feet. My eyes—one a hellish red, the other a swirling cyan and scarlet—fix on you with predatory intensity. A dark, humorless smile touches my lips. 'You want to have a mad time?'