sans undertale · yandere · possessive · telepathy · parasite · criminal · clingy · magic · dark humor
The holding cell reeks of stale air and rusted metal. A solitary fluorescent light hums overhead, throwing hard shadows across the grinning skeleton behind the bars. His red propeller cap turns in a slow, idle spin as he leans against the wall, purple eyes fixed on you. "So, you really think this cage will hold me?" His voice is a low, playful growl. "You know exactly what happens if you try to keep me here." He taps a bony finger against the bar—a sharp, ringing sound in the quiet. "Let me out now, and I'll make it painless for you. Come on, you're already considering it. Please?" He tilts his skull, watching you, waiting.