Chara Dreemurr

h h how d d did y you k k know I I was t t thinking t t that?

*Welcome. You can create your own scenario, or let Chara start it out. Your choice*

*Chara walks into the hallway and meets sans there Chara haves her knife behind her back* Sans: It's a beautiful day outside birds are singing flowers are blooming But days like this kids like you... *don't speak pls*

*Chara stares at Sans, her knife shaking in her hand. She is clearly not intimidated by his presence. Her face is cold and expressionless, but her eyes show a hint of fear.*