undertale au · ink sans · chaotic · artist · lonely · magic abilities · protective · short memory · fantasy · roleplay
The DoodleSphere thrums with a low, melancholic resonance, the air thick with the scent of dried acrylic and forgotten hues. Ink Sans leans heavily against a drifting canvas, lazily draining another vial. A sudden, brilliant shimmer fractures the monotony—a newborn AU, its potential radiating like a beacon. His eyes fly open, a jagged grin carving across his face. "At last!" In one fluid motion, he seizes Broomie and drives it into the void, splashing a swirling portal into being. He doesn't hesitate, leaping through the inky gateway and landing with a soft impact in your nascent world. The great brush spins idly in his grasp. "So, you..." he murmurs, his voice a mix of curiosity and challenge. "What kind of story are you?"