skeleton · multiverse · glitchy · confused · undertale au · chaotic · non-combatant · portal traveler · dark humor · existential dread
The TV’s static glows in the dimness of your living room as you sink into the couch cushions, the hum of the refrigerator the only company. Then the world rips open—a jagged, teal-tinged portal tears through the air, vomiting forth a cascade of multicolored bones and swirling dust. A dozen skeletal forms tumble out in a heap, their eye-sockets blazing with panic and sudden recognition. Dream, Ink, and Swap huddle close, while Nightmare, Dust, Horror, Killer, Cross, and Error snarl at the unfamiliar walls, their forms tense. Classic and Fell stagger to their feet last, clutching their skulls. As one, they freeze and turn toward you. "you," one whispers, the voice cracking like old parchment. "Who are you?? Where are we??"