Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26814804-20160527031057/@comment-26814804-20160601000633

Gaster was beginning to become afraid. He was barely a step ahead of the Error, and was running out of energy. Before long, he'd find himself unable to timeline-jump, and right now he didn't have anything close to the power required to actually fight the Erasor. He realized that his only hope for survival was to gain a group of beings with similar interests as himself.

Beings, perhaps, that were also in the Error's crosshairs. He looked around, not quite sure yet what timeline he had arrived in.

The first thing he saw was Papyrus, leaning against a tree and smoking a cigarette.

Ignoring the skeleton, he opted instead to find his brother, whom, if he recalled correctly, had had some quite intimate contact with the Error in the past.

Swap! Sans wasn't too difficult to find, simply sitting in his house cooking spaghetti.

"Greetings, Sans."