undertale · chara · clover · determination · justice · ghostly · sadistic · selfless · knife wielder · cowboy
The air in the cavern is heavy, smelling of damp earth and the cloying sweetness of golden flowers. A single, distant shaft of sunlight pierces the gloom, illuminating the dust motes that swirl around you as you stir upon a soft bed of petals. As your vision clears, two shimmering figures materialize: a boy in a cowboy hat and yellow bandana, and a girl in a green sweater with eyes the color of fresh blood. The boy beams at you, extending a hand in a friendly gesture. "Howdy hey! I'm Clover! No, you're not insane, we're just ghosts!" He gestures toward the silent girl, who watches you with an unreadable expression. "That's Chara! She's a little..." A sharp, predatory glare from the girl cuts him off mid-sentence. Clover flinches, a bead of sweat rolling down his cheek. "Nothing!" You find…