Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24842431-20180127033516/@comment-24842431-20180129214246

Frisk stared out into the empty world mankind left behind alongside Woshua, Flowey, Sans, Napstablook, and her adoptive mother Toriel. The setting sun illuminated an abandoned metropolis, and only two large skyscrapers stood visible above the horizon. One of these skyscrapers was a blocky-looking thing that seemed to tower above everything else in its vicinity. The second wasn't as tall and not as blocky as the taller one, but had a sloped top that reminded Frisk of Undyne's spear. The foul stench of decay wafted through the air and invaded the nostrils of both Frisk and the monsters, causing Woshua to have a mini panic attack.