Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-4946188-20170118172946/@comment-27661770-20170119011820

A pink murderess hid in the shadows, eyeing Chara. Perhaps they could convince them to join? They seemed like a barrel of fun. And if not, they could always see how much they bled.

But one unstifled giggle was what sent them into an immediate panic. They had just betrayed their position. The crumbs of gingerbread, and the last bite of the pair of Gingerfast legs they had ripped off about an hour ago, unknowing of the fact that Gingerfast had new legs, still clung to a few hairs.