Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26187158-20160523130528/@comment-25926749-20160527171459

Linds took a little time to blush and laugh, her hand over her mouth, looking at Sans. Quickly realizing she needed to audition, however, she went up to the center of the stage. Clearing her throat, she starts:

"Come one, come all, ya weaklings! I'll be waiting for all of you, and messin' with me means death! Taste the spear of justice! NGAAAAAHHHHHH!"

The impression wasn't exactly spot on, but it could very well be considered Undyne.