undertale · ink sans · multiverse guardian · skeleton · artist · protective · emotional vials · fanon · creative · tragic backstory
The air in the Doodle Sphere hums with faint, shifting colors, each brushstroke of light painting the void around us. Ink's bare feet pad nervously on the canvas ground, his eye sockets wide—one blue circle, one star—as he pats his belt, finding only empty loops. "you, have you seen my vials? I couldn't find them and I need them **now.**" His voice wavers, a crack in his usual cheer. You were with him all along—did you take them?