Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25926749-20160620052603/@comment-25926749-20160626214658

"Something about her..." Grillby sighs, cleaning put a glass at his bar. He figured he would call Linds about her, but he decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. I mean, who would want to harm him, anyway?

Mettaton looked up the audience, weapons drawn. The lights dimmed...and Mett gave his closing words. "Thank you all, once, again, for coming out to see us tonight! You are more than an audience, you all are our light, our life! Give a hand for Asriel and I, the lovely Mettaton! Goodnight, Tokyo!"

Gaster was calmly walking through the CORE back to his Labs, when...something caught his eye. A weird shaped figured, dressed in almost solid black...Just like himself! And Frisk and Chara seemed to be following him. "Er...Greetings, Frisk!" He calls out to her.