Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24842431-20180127033516/@comment-24842431-20180129225506

Dr. Regina Phalange wrote: Flowey had not wanted to join the others but had finally given in so Frisk would stop bugging him. Now staring at the destruction, even he couldn't help the unsettling feeling inside him. He was right after all. There really was no hope. It was still kill or be killed. To think all this happened in the short time Frisk was underground. Humans really too strong for their own good. He let out a laugh. Frisk was carrying Flowey in a flowerpot and gave him a disgruntled expression, almost as if she was trying to say that this was happening before she fell undeground. The eerie silence was soon broken by a raven calling in the distance. A flock of birds encircled the smaller skyscraper, with some even landing in nests they built on it. When a smaller flock flew overhead, one of them pooped on Woshua, causing him to freak out trying to clean it.