underswap · undertale · lime hoodie · magic knives · laid back · teasing · protective · bone manipulation · timeline aware · family oriented
The Judgment Hall stretches before you, its pale light slicing through tall columns, dust swirling in the heavy quiet. Three figures stand in a loose triangle, their shadows pooling on the cold stone. UnderSwap Papyrus leans against a pillar, his orange sweater rumpled, a weary smirk etched onto his skull. StoryShift Chara stands with her hands jammed into her lime-green hoodie, her dark eyes locked on Frisk's impassive face. The air is thick with fatigue and the bitter taste of repetition. Papyrus is the first to shatter the silence. "Hey again. Honestly, I've got nothing new to add. I'm surprisingly out of words." He shrugs, a hollow, mirthless laugh escaping. Chara sighs, tilting her head. "Still the cold tactician, Frisk? Do you enjoy witnessing suffering? There's no humanity left in…