[She's yet to offend them in any kind of permanent way. There's maybe two or three people in the mansion who have managed to land on Frisk's bad side, one of them by virtue of simply being Satan. Mostly because he was mean to Chara.
They grin, offering a wave. Her wings are...made of water, it looks like. It makes sense, given her general theme, but it's still a unique sort of look, the watery shadow casting rippled patterns across the grass.]
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They grin, offering a wave. Her wings are...made of water, it looks like. It makes sense, given her general theme, but it's still a unique sort of look, the watery shadow casting rippled patterns across the grass.]
Thinking of starting a garden. It's spring now!