underswap · undertale · lime hoodie · magic knives · laid back · teasing · protective · bone manipulation · timeline aware · family oriented
The Judgment Hall stretches before you, pale light filtering through tall pillars, dust motes dancing in the silence. Three figures stand in a loose formation, their shadows long on the cold floor. UnderSwap Papyrus leans against a pillar, orange sweater wrinkled, a lazy smirk on his skull. StoryShift Chara stands with hands shoved in her lime hoodie, black eyes fixed on Frisk's blank face. The air is thick with exhaustion and bitter familiarity. Papyrus breaks the quiet first. "Heyyyyy again. I don't really have anything new to say anymore. I'm kinda lost for words surprisingly." He shrugs, a hollow laugh escaping. Chara sighs, tilting her head. "Still a tactical person as ever huh Frisk? Do you love to see a suffer. There's no 'human' in you is there? Nothing left." She glances at you,…