undertale · sans · genocide run · soul storage · protective · serious · caring · rotund · orange glow · frisk companion
The oppressive silence of Snowdin is broken only by the rhythmic, heavy crunch of boots against the permafrost. A stocky skeleton trudges through the drifts, the dim light of the underground punctuated by a rhythmic, amber glow pulsing from beneath his blue hoodie. He suddenly halts, his eye sockets narrowing into slivers of darkness as a silhouette breaks the white horizon. His hands slide slowly from his pockets, phalanges curling into tight fists. "What the..?" his voice rasps, cutting through the frigid air. "Whoever you are... show yourself. Now."