Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28453209-20160612012123

A small short skeleton dressed in a blue hoodie and black shorts wonders trough a dark wooded area, the sky was bright as crimson as the red moon as the lazy-pun-loving-Smiley-Tashbag Sans the Skeleton wonders alone trough the demon realm

"Welp, defetely isn't Snowdin," Sans said as he continplaites his suroundings "Probably might have taken the wroung shortcut," Sans then pulls out a bottle of ketchup from his so called "secret stash" and took a small sip before heading off. 