Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26821421-20160904165600/@comment-26821421-20160913002631

Bryson shrugged and walked towards the diner.

Once again, there was the Orange hooded Papyrus talking to the black-turtlenecked Bryson, with his sleeves up and his scars exposed. Frisk knew this, but Michael didn't remember that reset, so this is all new.