[Chara.exe has encountered a problem and needs to close. All these successive hard reboots probably aren't doing them any favours.
Their hand closes tightly over their current fistful of sand. They're not looking at anything in particular. Frisk is a good storyteller but the story- ]
A flower. That could SAVE.
A golden flower. With a face, perhaps?
[They drop the sand and cover their mouth with their sleeve-ends, like they saw someone do once. Their knees draw up to their chest. Their shoulders are shaking. They're getting sand in their mouth and they don't care at all.
That damned yellow composite. That they utterly loathed. To the point that when they cleaved him out of existence in eight strikes for daring to call them a name that wasn't theirs, they felt satisfaction through the LV caking their SOUL.
He was their brother!? The reveal of the SOULs pales in comparison.]
Hahahah... oh boy! No wonder they were angry! They should have been angrier! They should have...
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Their hand closes tightly over their current fistful of sand. They're not looking at anything in particular. Frisk is a good storyteller but the story- ]
A flower. That could SAVE.
A golden flower. With a face, perhaps?
[They drop the sand and cover their mouth with their sleeve-ends, like they saw someone do once. Their knees draw up to their chest. Their shoulders are shaking. They're getting sand in their mouth and they don't care at all.
That damned yellow composite. That they utterly loathed. To the point that when they cleaved him out of existence in eight strikes for daring to call them a name that wasn't theirs, they felt satisfaction through the LV caking their SOUL.
He was their brother!? The reveal of the SOULs pales in comparison.]
Hahahah... oh boy! No wonder they were angry! They should have been angrier! They should have...
They should have.